Thursday, October 31, 2013

Guest Blogger: T.W. Embry

Welcome guest blogger: T.W. Emby





In the future, Earth is controlled by one man, Supreme Leader Jeremiah Johnson. Fueled by a desire to control the world, Jeremiah Johnson infiltrated himself into the mega-churches and led a campaign of suppression and subversion that resulted in one Church of Enlightenment, with himself as leader. The political influence of the Church extended into the political arena where Jeremiah Johnson was also elected Supreme Leader of the World. With both the power of the church and the government in his hands, nothing stands between Jeremiah and world domination. 

Henry Thomas’ parents were on a mission to uncover evidence that would undermine the doctrine that is the foundation of the Church of Enlightenment. Ten year old Henry watched as his parents were deemed heretics and violently murdered by a death squad of Church fanatics. Captured by fanatics himself, Henry is sent to a Church orphanage to be reprogrammed. After six years of captivity he manages to escape and begin a life on the run. He meets the love of his life, Annie Pearl, who shares his hatred of the oppression that has created a world of extreme wealth and extreme poverty. When Annie is murdered for her outspoken views, Henry’s life is set on a course of revenge and hatred. His mission to destroy Supreme Leader Johnson will take him all the way to the Martian deserts surrounding the new Mars colony. On Mars he hopes to find the proof his parents were seeking, the evidence that will topple an empire and exact revenge for the murder of those he loved.

Wednesday, October 30, 2013

Guest Blogger:Chris Perdue

Welcome Chris Perdue to my blog today.


http://www.amazon.com/A-Zombie-Romance-ebook/dp/B00F9IJJ3C/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1383068716&sr=1-1&keywords=a+zombie+romance


What if the zombies were the supernatural heroes while the humans were the evil villains? What if the hero Adam was a self proclaimed dumbass who had only one purpose in the world... to find his bad ass zombie girlfriend Luna. And what if he found his beloved only to realize that she had supernatural strength, was a hell of a lot smarter than him, and was willing to use the lure of sexual gratification to bite him? Yeah you get the idea... Adam is destined to become the funniest zombie in history. Yet there are enigmas wrapped in mysteries with riddles and other secretive juicy tidbits that lay beneath the facade of the zombie condition. Stereotypical at first, they evolve from their transitional state, and discover it is their duty to save the world from humans. Just when you think this book is over you realize the journey has just begun.

Tuesday, October 29, 2013

Guest blogger: Rival Gates

Welcome my guest blogger today author Rival Gates








His book "Quest For The Red Sapphire" is available on Amazon:
http://www.amazon.com/Quest-Red-Sapphire-Chronicles-ebook/dp/B00DZ100MO/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1383067234&sr=1-1&keywords=quest+for+the+red+sapphire



Excerpt 
(Please excuse any formatting issues this blog has caused to this excerpt)


Prologue
It was a cold and dreary night. Even for the rainy season in
the subtropical nation of Sartan, the air was damp and chilled. It
was the sort of night when children volunteered to stay indoors and
pets refused to set foot out of the house. Such were the conditions
in the capitol city of Sartan, named Fraylic, when a lone figure
strode boldly down the center of the street, in the area known as
Old Town. In the largest city, in the medieval world of Lavacia,
the original stone boulevards had been decimated over time
leaving grooves, cavities and numerous signs of neglect. The
buildings bordering the street fared no better. Time and lack of
maintenance had left the once pristine neighborhood in a
dilapidated state, giving shelter to those without means and those
without conscience.
The fine mist had settled into an icy fog, which clung to the
ground and swirled, as the figure passed its folds. Even in the poor
lighting it was clear that the individual was a markedly tall man,
with broad shoulders and a thick build. A gray woolen cloak
covered the top of his head to his feet and was held closed in the
front. The sound of his boot heels unabashedly striking the ground
was the only sound, save for the trickle of water running down the
sides of the street. Then a second set of heels sounded on the road
ahead of him. Moments later, a man of normal stature skulked into
the street and came to a stop at its center, where he turned toward
the oncoming person and folded his arms.
The first man came to a stop not more than ten paces away
from the one blocking his path. Then he spoke. “You certainly
chose an obscure place for this transaction, Mr…”
The second man answered. “My name is of no
consequence here, but yours is Dirk Grithinshield. I suppose you
would have preferred to do business in your sizable store in the
merchant district, but I find this setting more to my liking.”
“Your odds are better as well,” Dirk commented. “You can
tell your men surrounding me to come out. We are alone and Ialready know where they are hiding.”
“You are mistaken,” the man said halfheartedly. “The
agreement was that we each come alone.”
“Indeed, that was the arrangement,” Dirk confirmed. “You
can tell that I have not been followed. However, I can see the
breath of your men hiding there, there, there and there.” Dirk
pointed at places in a circle around him. “It makes me wonder if
you have kept your word on the rest of our bargain.”