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Flashes of Strange -Release Day

Originally published at K.T. Hanna. You can comment here or there.

It’s a bit of a quiet release for me. When you consider that this flash fiction collection is full of creepy stories, it’s sort of fitting.

These are stories I’ve written over the last several years. Some were prompted by pictures, others by an idle thought. I always joke that my stories either run really long, or very short. The middle ground is difficult for me.

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Dive into the strange and surreal with this short story collection inspired by pictures, words, and music.

From alien worlds and shattered cities to the house around the corner, sometimes the strangest monsters lurk in our own hearts.

If you’re subscribed to my newsletter, then you’ve already seen this. I give gifts to my newsletter supporters whenever possible, and the newsletter gets sent out once per month, and otherwise only for new releases or reveals.

If you think you’d like a copy of some creepy tales, and you aren’t a newsletter subscriber, then you can find it here:

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I’m so excited to share Ciara’s newest release with everyone.

NEW RELEASE Ciara Ballintyne’s Epic Fantasy ‘In the Company of the Dead’

Only a fool crosses a god, but Ellaeva and Lyram will do anything to get what they want.

 

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Title: In the Company of the Dead
Author: Ciara Ballintyne
Series: The Sundered Oath #1
Genre: Epic Fantasy/Fantasy Romance

 

Chosen as a five-year-old orphan to be the Left Hand of Death, Ellaeva has nothing to call her own—nothing except a desire to avenge her murdered parents. Her duties leave her no time to pursue the man responsible, until both her work and revenge lead to the same place—the lonely castle where Lyram Aharris is serving out his exile for striking his prince.

Lyram is third in line for the throne, and when the castle is unexpectedly besieged, he fears his prince means to remove him from contention for the crown permanently. Ellaeva’s arrival brings hope, until she reveals she has not come for the siege, but instead she hunts the castle for a hidden necromancer dedicated to the dark god of decay.

Within their stone prison, Ellaeva and Lyram must fight to save themselves from political machinations and clashing gods. But as the siege lengthens, the greatest threat comes from an unexpected quarter.

 

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Chapter 1
Premonition
Only a fool would split hairs with a god, least of all the goddess of death, but Ellaeva would count herself such a fool and consider it worth it—if she could get away with it.</p>
She leaned across the knife-scarred timber of the tavern table.</p>
“Are you sure?” she asked, her tone even and barely loud enough to be audible over the noise of the flute and the zither. Her work on behalf of the goddess Ahura, adjudicating the small war here in Dayhl, could only be abandoned in favour of a greater threat. If she was going to chase off after the man who killed her parents, she needed to be sure her arguments stacked up. The pursuit of personal justice wouldn’t be enough.</p>
Is it justice or revenge?</p>
No time to worry about that now. She tugged her black hood farther down over her infamous face, even though deep shadows blanketed the common room corner. She’d chosen a table far from the tallow candles mounted in their stag-horn chandeliers. There was no point taking chances; the black hair and porcelain skin of a Tembran would be remarked here among the platinum-haired Dayhlish. Besides, someone might recognise her.</p>
“In Ahlleyn, sure as the spring comes after winter, Holiness.” The narrow-faced man across from her grinned, baring teeth more brown than yellow. The acrid smoke from the candles didn’t cover his pungent breath.</p>
She half-stood, making an urgent, negating gesture as she glanced around, but the hubbub of chatter from the patrons and the music covered his slip. No one even glanced their way. On the far side of the room, away from the two blazing hearths, tables were pushed aside for dancing. She dropped back into her seat, her black robes fluttering around her booted feet.</p>
Ahlleyn lay on the other side of the continent, months of travel by horse. If her informant was right and a Rahmyrrim priest had been dispatched there, he would likely be gone long before she arrived—unless she begged a favour, but she’d not do that for a lark of her own. However, if it meant catching the man who killed her parents, well then maybe she could come up with an argument that would hold water for a god. Old grief and anger, stale from a decade or more, stirred in her gut, and her fingers curled around the edge of the table.</p>
Releasing her grip, she reached to the inner pocket in her robes where rested the smudged charcoal drawing of a man. Hard work and luck had helped her obtain that picture of the man she believed killed her parents—a man she knew to be a priest of Rahmyr. If she decided to act against her standing orders, then she needed to be sure it was the man she was after, and that he was involved in some act heinous enough to attract her goddess’s attention.</p>
“Did you get the name of this priest? Or his description?” An unknown number of priests served Rahmyr, but she knew six by sight—six still alive anyway.</p>
The thin man shook his head. “Nobody mentioned. I got the impression he’s already there, or on his way leastways.”</p>
She scowled. No way to be sure then that this was the man she wanted. Begging favours of Ahura for her personal satisfaction was a risky business, especially if she neglected her duties, and perhaps it would all be for nothing.</p>
With one hand, she flattened the map that curled on the table between them. The patrons behind them exploded with laughter at something unheard. Ignoring the noise, she stabbed her finger at an unmarked portion of the map in the foothills of the Ahlleyn mountains. If he didn’t know who, maybe he knew the what. “There, you say? What possible interest could Rahmyr have there? There’s nothing of interest at all.”</p>
She lowered her voice even further as she uttered the name of the goddess of decay, and glanced around again. That name spoken too loudly would bring unwanted attention. But nearly all the tavern patrons were busy whirling on the impromptu dance floor or lined up to watch the dancers, their backs to her.</p>
The nameless man leaned forward, treating her to another stomach-clenching blast of foul breath, and touched a spot perhaps half an inch away from her finger. A tiny, unlabelled picture marked something there.</p>
“Here, Holiness.”</p>
She squinted at the picture, letting his lapse slide. The image represented a holy place. There was an old shrine to Ahura somewhere in the Ahlleyn Borders, wasn’t there? And a castle built over it. “Caisteal Aingeal an Bhais.”</p>
“That sounds like the name,” he agreed. “Never could get my mouth around them Ahlleyn words. Pink castle, I heard.”</p>
She grunted. That was the one. “There’s still nothing there.”</p>
Nothing of interest to Rahmyr anyway. The shrine wasn’t particularly important, and the castle held no political significance.</p>
“What’s there,” the man said, “is Lyram Aharris.”</p>
The premonition went through her like a blast of icy wind, stiffening her in her chair as the hand of the goddess brushed against her mind. A light caress, but from a giant, and so it sent her mind reeling. She clutched the table for support. Lyram Aharris’s reputation preceded him the length of the continent: eight years ago, at the age of twenty-seven, he’d brought an end to the centuries-long conflict between Ahlleyn and Velena through a series of brilliant military manoeuvres. He’d survived the Siege of Invergahr against near-impossible odds, brought the crown prince safely clear of the conflict, and fought the Velenese to a standstill using their own guerrilla warfare tactics against them. As a novice, she’d covered the tactics thoroughly as part of her studies. The man was a military genius. That he was third in line for the throne of Ahlleyn was the least there was to know about him—at least it was, until his king dismissed him from court. The rumours on everyone’s lips said he murdered his wife, even if no one could prove it.</p>
What did Rahmyr want with him?

Ciara Ballintyne grew up on a steady diet of adult epic fantasy from the age of nine, leaving her with a rather confused outlook on life – she believes the good guys should always win, but knows they often don’t. She is an oxymoron; an idealistic cynic.

She began her first attempts at the craft of writing in 1992, culminating in the publication of her debut work, Confronting the Demon, in 2013. Her first book to be published with Evolved Publishing is In the Company of the Dead. She holds degrees in law and accounting, and is a practising financial services lawyer. In her spare time, she speculates about taking over the world – how hard can it really be?

If she could be anything, she’d choose a dragon, but if she is honest she shares more in common with Dr. Gregory House of House M.D. – both the good and the bad. She is a browncoat, a saltgunner, a Whedonite, a Sherlockian, a Ringer and a Whovian… OK, most major geek fandoms. Her alignment is chaotic good. She is an INTJ.

Ciara lives in Sydney, Australia, with her husband, her two daughters, and a growing menagerie of animals that unfortunately includes no dragons.

Originally published at K.T. Hanna. You can comment here or there.

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I’m so excited to wish Amy a Happy Book Birthday!

Happy Release Day to

Nobody’s Lady (Never Veil #2) by Amy McNulty!

Join us in celebrating this new release from Month9Books!

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For the first time in a thousand years, the men in Noll’s village possess the freedom to love whom they will. In order to give each man the chance to fully explore his feelings, the lord of the village decrees all marriages null and void until both spouses declare their love for one another and their desire to wed again. What many women think will be a simple matter becomes a source of village-wide tension as most men decide to leave their families and responsibilities behind.

Rejected by the lord and ashamed of her part in the village’s history, Noll withdraws from her family and lives life as an independent woodcarver. This changes when her sister accuses her of hiding her former husband Jurij from her—and when Jurij eventually does ask to move in. Determined not to make the same mistakes, Noll decides to support her male friends through their new emotional experiences, but she’s soon caught up in a darker plot than she ever dared imagine possible from the men she thought she knew so well. And the lord for whom she still has feelings may be hiding the most frightening truth of them all.

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Nobody’s Lady (Never Veil #2) by Amy McNulty
Publication Date: April 12, 2016
Publisher: Month9Books

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In a village of masked men, magic compels each man to love only one woman and to follow the commands of his “goddess” without question. A woman may reject the only man who will love her if she pleases, but she will be alone forever. And a man must stay masked until his goddess returns his love—and if she can’t or won’t, he remains masked forever.

Seventeen-year-old Noll isn’t in the mood to celebrate. Her childhood friends have paired off and her closest companion, Jurij, found his goddess in Noll’s own sister. Desperate to find a way to break this ancient spell, Noll instead discovers why no man has ever chosen her.

Thus begins a dangerous game between the choice of woman versus the magic of man. And the stakes are no less than freedom and happiness, life and death—and neither is willing to lose.

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Amy McNulty is a freelance writer and editor from Wisconsin with an honors degree in English. She was first published in a national scholarly journal (The Concord Review) while in high school and currently writes professionally about everything from business marketing to anime. In her down time, you can find her crafting stories with dastardly villains and antiheroes set in fantastical medieval settings.

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It’s no news to anyone that life isn’t always easy. There are hard parts in everything we do.

As an author, some of those parts – many of those parts – are out of our control.

We get the idea, write the story, refine the story, send it out, and try to remember to breathe while we wait. Maybe we’re waiting on a critique from critique partners or feedback from a beta reader, on something to help us make the story better, stronger, or maybe even different — something we didn’t consider.

Perhaps we’re waiting to hear if an agent or publisher like it, if we’ve found that perfect story at that perfect time that allows us to capture someone’s attention. If we’ve decided to self-publish then we could be waiting on a proofreader, copyeditor, or formatter. On the artwork…on the upload.

And then, when that story is out there all by its little self, in the big wide world, about to (hopefully) get devoured, all we can do is wait.

Reviews are a double edged sword for authors. We need them, desperately. Seriously, if you read a book and enjoy it, please, please, please write one review and copy paste it in a few spots. But I digress. We need reviews, we’re told we have to have them, that they’re important for algorithms and rankings…

But we really shouldn’t be reading them in the first place.

It’s hard to keep away from places like goodreads and Amazon. It’s difficult not to let harsh reviews get to you. To eat away at you and erode the meager confidence you’ve managed to build. Maybe you save a couple of really nice ones to get you through the bad and re-read them with a flashlight in the dark. Okay fine, they might be in the notes on your phone – whatever…

The point is, reviews aren’t even the worst of it (even though they can sometimes be the best of it! See this crazy gig of a whirly rollercoaster starting?).

Then there are pirates.

PIRACY

So – let’s rewind a little bit.

Every singe book that’s written, whether you’ve spent ten years, ten months, or ten weeks writing it… has taken time. I’m not sure how long others take, but I have to plot and research it all, and then I draft, and then I revise, and then I edit. There can be several revisions depending on my brain and how much else needs to be added. And then there’s the time you spend arranging everything else, searching for agents, searching for editors — if you’re self publishing then there auditioning editors, finding cover artists… and let’s not talk about marketing.

That is time. An author’s time is worth money too. And a plethora of hours go into the creative property that readers get to enjoy.

EXCEPT – even when books cost less than a coffee, less than a SMALL coffee, and people still feel entitled to have them for free.

Keep in mind that authors don’t get the cover price, they receive a percentage. Even if you self publish through Amazon and use the 70% option, the 70% is generous and dependent on the size of the book file. Let’s say you get $2 per book (as a traditionally published author the amount is less and contract dependent – and then you have to wait anywhere from 2-6 months to get your money, but that’s a whole different rant). That means you need to sell 3.625 ish books per HOUR for eight hours a day to make minimum wage. That would mean 29 books per day.

To make minimum wage.

What’s that? Well won’t other people buy it?

Of course they will, but if everyone starts thinking that way the author gets no money, and no one can live off minimum wage anyway – we’ve had that long established in America.

As a general rule writers work a full time job and write. They sacrifice family time, sleep, and a lot of sanity to create worlds for people to enjoy. I’m fully aware other professions sacrifice things too, but the majority of writers cannot afford to only write. Most of them have to maintain that full time job, because books don’t make enough money.

With the rampant piracy out there, sites taken down frequently only cause new ones to pop up… well — it’s enough to make you want to quit. It’s enough to eat at you and make you question why you do this, and why your brain won’t let you NOT do it.

This is when we have to dig deep. We have to remember why we write. We have to keep our passion and carry on. Writing is beautiful, writing is passionate, and writers deserve to make a living.

So, I don’t care about this sense of entitlement. Music should be free, let’s just download a movie, song, or book. The creators don’t need the money.

Because that’s a bold faced lie.

Creators need to eat.

Creators need to sleep.

Creators deserve respect.

So if you ever find yourself asking “I really want to read this but I can’t afford it, should I just download it for free from this (sketchy looking) site?”

Then ask yourself this: Is the site a library?

If the answer to this is no: Then go to the bloody library site, or physically to the building, and borrow the book. Put your name down to borrow it. Libraries buy these books legitimately.

The only time it’s okay to get a book for free is if it’s being sold for $0.00 on a reputable site like (Amazon, B&N, iTunes, Kobo etc). That means the author has put deliberately put it out there for free.

OR From a library.

Do the right thing. Don’t pirate creative content.

Preserve an artist’s sanity.

Thank you.

 

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Originally published at K.T. Hanna. You can comment here or there.

I’ve been really lucky lately. My local libraries stock my books, and the one just own the road from me in Andover asked me to come along for a sci-fi author day they’d set up.

Being me, I was naturally nervous. I’m not your average sci-fi author. My reading is never what anyone would expect from a science fiction fan (though my viewing definitely is).

With the state of the industry, in this constant flux of new and reinventing, it’s even more difficult to be an author. Writers who are aspiring to put their books out there via traditional methods, self-pub, or even small press have to study their market and the landscape with renewed zeal every few months.

Imprints are bought up and/or restructured, the traditional market is full of subjectivity that is difficult to time well enough with what you’ve written in order to break through. It’s not impossible, just very hard. You have to have written the right thing at the right time, and sent it off to the right person at the precise moment that means it’ll get into their hands when it’s just what they’re looking for. Traditional publishing lends a sense of validity amongst the community, a sense of storms weathered and dues paid.

It’s all possible. All of it. I’ve had two agents. I’ve found that person twice. But agents are just the first step, and editors receive so many submissions that the odds are even slimmer once you’ve passed that first hurdle.

On the other hand, while self-publishing is completely viable, there is a disparity when it comes getting your name out there. With Amazon’s huge crack down on reviews, even lining up ARCs in return for honest reviews is now a hit and miss practice. Getting your name out there requires countless hours of networking and just hoping it pays off.

Or else, it requires that somehow, somewhere someone sets off a chain reaction by loving your book and having it spread like wildfire. There are ways to combat this, and one is to put out a lot of content, set the first book in series to $0.99 or else to permanently free. Thing is, doing those can be hazardous to how seriously you’re taken within the industry.

Become a hybrid author and hope you can use each of them to your advantage. Balance. Everything needs to be balanced precariously.

The list goes on, and the truth is that being a writer is exhausting. It’s mentally and emotionally taxing. There are days when you just want to give up, when you think it’s not worth it, when you seriously wonder if you need to write the story at all because, after all, you already know it, right?

There are days you want to throw it in, where the luck train just seems to keep skipping your stop or else running over you on the way to pick up everyone else.

And then you face the reality of quitting. What it’s really like when the stories won’t leave you alone. How you hear a song or else see something that just ignites this idea that won’t let go…

It’s then you realize that you can’t give up. It doesn’t matter if no more than one thousand people ever read those books… because they’re yours and you want to share them with people even if it’s not as many as you could wish for.

Where am I going with this?

I got asked what advice I would give a young person who wanted to be a writer, what advice I would give someone wanting to pursue being an author…

I had to think. I had to stop myself from screaming: TELL THEM TO RUN AWAY.

It’s something I’ve been battling lately. Because when it all comes down to it, I don’t feel that way.

So I answered: Read, read everything you can get your hands on. Write from the heart and tell the stories running rampant in your mind. Don’t write to market because you think it will sell – because the books you see on the bookstore shelves were bought two years ago, and now the houses are buying something different. Write what you love and hope it aligns with what they want. And remember, as the world continues to evolve there are more and more ways that, when you’re ready, you can share your stories with the world.

But most of all,

Write because you need to

Write because you want to

Write because you love to

What do you say to aspiring authors?

Originally published at K.T. Hanna. You can comment here or there.

I’ve been really lucky lately. My local libraries stock my books, and the one just own the road from me in Andover asked me to come along for a sci-fi author day they’d set up.

Being me, I was naturally nervous. I’m not your average sci-fi author. My reading is never what anyone would expect from a science fiction fan (though my viewing definitely is).

With the state of the industry, in this constant flux of new and reinventing, it’s even more difficult to be an author. Writers who are aspiring to put their books out there via traditional methods, self-pub, or even small press have to study their market and the landscape with renewed zeal every few months.

Imprints are bought up and/or restructured, the traditional market is full of subjectivity that is difficult to time well enough with what you’ve written in order to break through. It’s not impossible, just very hard. You have to have written the right thing at the right time, and sent it off to the right person at the precise moment that means it’ll get into their hands when it’s just what they’re looking for. Traditional publishing lends a sense of validity amongst the community, a sense of storms weathered and dues paid.

It’s all possible. All of it. I’ve had two agents. I’ve found that person twice. But agents are just the first step, and editors receive so many submissions that the odds are even slimmer once you’ve passed that first hurdle.

On the other hand, while self-publishing is completely viable, there is a disparity when it comes getting your name out there. With Amazon’s huge crack down on reviews, even lining up ARCs in return for honest reviews is now a hit and miss practice. Getting your name out there requires countless hours of networking and just hoping it pays off.

Or else, it requires that somehow, somewhere someone sets off a chain reaction by loving your book and having it spread like wildfire. There are ways to combat this, and one is to put out a lot of content, set the first book in series to $0.99 or else to permanently free. Thing is, doing those can be hazardous to how seriously you’re taken within the industry.

Become a hybrid author and hope you can use each of them to your advantage. Balance. Everything needs to be balanced precariously.

The list goes on, and the truth is that being a writer is exhausting. It’s mentally and emotionally taxing. There are days when you just want to give up, when you think it’s not worth it, when you seriously wonder if you need to write the story at all because, after all, you already know it, right?

There are days you want to throw it in, where the luck train just seems to keep skipping your stop or else running over you on the way to pick up everyone else.

And then you face the reality of quitting. What it’s really like when the stories won’t leave you alone. How you hear a song or else see something that just ignites this idea that won’t let go…

It’s then you realize that you can’t give up. It doesn’t matter if no more than one thousand people ever read those books… because they’re yours and you want to share them with people even if it’s not as many as you could wish for.

Where am I going with this?

I got asked what advice I would give a young person who wanted to be a writer, what advice I would give someone wanting to pursue being an author…

I had to think. I had to stop myself from screaming: TELL THEM TO RUN AWAY.

It’s something I’ve been battling lately. Because when it all comes down to it, I don’t feel that way.

So I answered: Read, read everything you can get your hands on. Write from the heart and tell the stories running rampant in your mind. Don’t write to market because you think it will sell – because the books you see on the bookstore shelves were bought two years ago, and now the houses are buying something different. Write what you love and hope it aligns with what they want. And remember, as the world continues to evolve there are more and more ways that, when you’re ready, you can put share your stories with the world.

But most of all,

Write because you need to

Write because you want to

Write because you love to

Originally published at K.T. Hanna. You can comment here or there.

The peculiar tale of an enchanted baker who creates fairy tales’ darkest and most magical confections.

Magic Bitter, Magic Sweet

Maire is a baker with an extraordinary gift: she can infuse her treats with emotions and abilities, which are then passed on to those who eat them. She doesn’t know why she can do this and remembers nothing of who she is or where she came from.

When marauders raid her town, Maire is captured and sold to the eccentric Allemas, who enslaves her and demands that she produce sinister confections, including a witch’s gingerbread cottage, a living cookie boy, and size-altering cakes.

During her captivity, Maire is visited by Fyel, a ghostly being who is reluctant to reveal his connection to her. The more often they meet, the more her memories return, and she begins to piece together who and what she really is—as well as past mistakes that yield cosmic consequences.

From the author of the Paper Magician series comes a haunting and otherworldly tale of folly and consequence, forgiveness and redemption.

Magic Bitter, Magic Sweet is available for preorder on Amazon and B&N. Ebook, audiobook, and paperback release from 47North June 28th!

You can also preview the novel on Goodreads.

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Born in Salt Lake City, Charlie N. Holmberg was raised a Trekkie alongside three sisters who also have boy names. She graduated from BYU, plays the ukulele, owns too many pairs of glasses, and hopes to one day own a dog.

A Whirlwind Few Weeks

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Just in case you missed it somehow last week, Parasite came out.

That means I now have a full trilogy out there in the world. People are buying it, reading it…

It’s bloody terrifying.

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It’s sort of like cooking your favorite meal and setting it out for EVERYONE to eat and hoping against hope that they don’t hate ginger or something. There’s no comparison for anything in every day life, but that’s about the closest I can get.

I’ll be at a couple of local signings over the next month. If you live close to Wichita, I’d love to see you there. I’m really excited about them.

March 12th, 2-4pm
Watermark Books
4701 E. Douglas
Wichita, KS

March 15th, 3pm
Andover Public Library
1511 E. Central Ave
Andover, KS

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Today is the last day for my release giveaway! If you haven’t entered yet, you should! Lots of shiny stuff!

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And I just want to thank everyone for their support. It means the world to me!

And now I have to get cracking on my next books. They’re already in the works.

I can’t wait to share MUI with the world!

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I’m so excited for today! My dear friend J.C. Nelson’s book The Reburialists is releasing. Take a read – it sounds absolutely amazing.

Burying the dead is easy.  Keeping them down is difficult.

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At the Bureau of Special Investigations, agents encounter all sorts of paranormal evils. So for Agent Brynner Carson, driving a stake through a rampaging three-week-old corpse is par for the course. Except this cadaver is different. It’s talking—and it has a message about his father, Heinrich.

The reanimated stiff delivers an ultimatum written in bloody hieroglyphics, and BSI Senior Analyst Grace Roberts is called in to translate. It seems that Heinrich Carson stole the heart of Ra-Ame, the long-dead god of the Re-Animus. She wants it back. The only problem is Heinrich took the secret of its location to his grave.

With the arrival of Ra-Ame looming and her undead army wreaking havoc, Brynner and Grace must race to find the key to stopping her. It’s a race they can’t afford to lose, but then again, it’s just another day on the job . . .

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A Texas transplant to the Pacific Northwest, JC Nelson lives with a family and a flock of chickens near rainy Seattle.

He can be found in the following places:

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It’s here. It’s finally here. I’m so ridiculously excited!

Today book three goes out into the world and completes the trilogy! It’s been such a long and crazy journey, and a fun one to watch everything come together. I got to meet some amazing and talented people along the way.

“Hanna takes familiar sci-fi genre elements…and spins dystopian gold.” Kirkus Reviews on Chameleon, The Domino Project Book One.

So go get Parasite! The conclusion was so much fun to write! You want to read it, you KNOW you do!

Then enter the giveaway at the end of this post

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Do you see that amazing detail on the back of Dom’s neck? Yeah, fantastic isn’t it?

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With the Damascus closing in on the Exiled, Sai and Dom must put their grief and inner demons aside as they rush to free the people of the Protected Conglomerate from the influence of the psionic grid.

Chipped and placed under house arrest with a guard, Bastian’s only hope lies in reaching his core to disrupt Deign’s ruthless plan.

Intent on putting a stop to the Damascus and the GNW’s reign, Dom discovers the true extent of the parasite within. Just when Sai thinks the Exiled have a chance, their greatest weapon turns on them.

OMG A WHOLE FREAKING TRILOGY!

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