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​Title: Dora’s Jinx
Author: Boom Baumgartner
Genre: YA Urban Fantasy
Dora Behn might as well have been born invisible. She could wear bright colors and dance the Macarena in the middle of class without so much as a glance. It’s not that she’s antisocial, just no one other than her family seems to even notice she’s there. This would naturally put a damper on her romantic life… If she had one to begin with.
Everything changes on her sixteenth birthday when a talking cat appears and tells her she is a witch. For Dora, nothing could be worse. No one dated crazy cat ladies!
Things go from bad to worse when the other witches’ familiars go missing, including her aunt’s. Dora’s magic may be the only thing that can prevent the total destruction of the sleepy town of Kinderhook. But to save her friends and family, Dora must learn to embrace who and what she is. She just needs to figure out what that means.

Author Bio

Influenced from a young age by greats like David Bowie, Boom likes to add a little bit of glam to everything she does, from playing the ukulele to writing novels. When she’s not turning out stories about witchcraft and werewolves, she is a staff writer for ScienceFiction.com. You can find her other musings at LovingTheAlien.net

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Book Excerpt

He paused for effect. “We welcome the return of the champion of Salverford—Khan!”
The surprise fight tipped the crowd into a frenzy. Raven looked on in disgust at the writhing crowds encircling him and wished he could escape. Around the arena, images of Khan’s handsome face flashed across the TV screens. There was a detailed profile of the young fighter, accompanied by a montage of his greatest moments in the ring. Raven shuddered to watch it. There was picture after picture of him in masculine poses, video clips of that charming smile, and black and white, slow-motion shots of his powerful, defined body mid-battle. It was sickening. 
Collier was forgotten by the fickle crowd, his fleeting popularity dismissed. Khan was a superstar. He had been in Salverford for one and a half years and had never lost a fight. He was an invincible killing machine, and he loved his fame. Khan played up to the cameras, the crowd, interviewers, anybody who’d look at him. He was a show business natural. After his flamboyant TV introduction, the band emerged from backstage. The sea of darkness broke out of the back room and flooded out to the microphones and equipment set out before them. 
From the corner of his eye, Raven caught the flash of red again. His eyes flicked over to the backstage door to see the singer emerging. She too wore black, a long, flowing dress that trailed behind her like a wedding dress. Her makeup was dark, nails painted black, her eyes masked in shadow, but it was her hair that caught Raven’s attention. Long. Red. A waist-length river of fire. It provided a stark contrast to the darkness all around her. Surely she wasn’t a prisoner? She looked too well-groomed for that, too regal. She advanced to the edge of the stage, bowed to the crowd before her and took her place behind the microphone.
The commentator started a countdown, the crowd shouting and clapping in unison.
“Five, four, three, two, one!”
As the countdown reached its climax, fireworks erupted around the fighter’s entrance. As the smoke cleared, Khan walked out. His slim, athletic body flexed as he entered, toned and strong, of average height and stunning beauty. He made his way to the ring, smiling and waving at the crowd. His mischievous grin endeared the crowds instantly. He lived to entertain.
Collier stood, dumbstruck, against the rope, as the body of his previous opponent was clumsily dragged away. Khan made his way past his adoring fans and stepped up to the ring. He ducked under the rope and confidently strolled up to Collier, who visibly stiffened with fear.
Collier may have only been in Salverford for a few weeks, but he must have known about Khan. Everybody knew about Khan. In the outside world, he was the idol the teenage girls had posters of. He was the man on all the fitness magazine covers, who men everywhere wanted to be like. Some people had even said that it would be worth getting sent to Salverford just to meet him.
Of course they were delusional. Khan may have been a prisoner, but he didn’t mix with the rest of the inmates. He lived in the opulence and luxury of Emerald Tower. Outside the ring, nobody saw him. He’d occasionally join them in the dining hall when he absolutely had to. It was like community service; he had to be seen mixing with the others sometimes to keep his public image positive, but he was always surrounded by guards.
Khan swaggered up to Collier, stopped a metre away and grinned a malicious smirk. Collier was still frozen, rooted to the spot. The referee joined them in the ring and the commentary began.
“Ladies and gentlemen. Let the show begin!”
The band kicked in. The sounds of snarling industrial metal reverberated around the stadium. The band members thrashed their instruments furiously. The red-haired singer stood at the edge of the stage, clutching her microphone in her left hand, looking down at the floor. The music continued and she lifted her head, raised the microphone to her mouth and began to sing. It was beautiful. Strong and powerful, her potent voice echoed over the growl of the music. She poured her heart into her singing and the effect was mesmerising. Primal and enchanting. The crowd was jumping up and down, dancing and enjoying the beat of the music.
Khan smiled and closed his eyes as the music echoed around the arena. He let the music wash over him, licking his lips as if he was tasting the powerful beats. When he finally opened his eyes, he was ready.
He took a few steps back to his starting position. Collier, still stunned with fear, was jostled forward by the referee into his own place. The crowd started a rhythmic chant, “Khan! Khan! Khan!” He gave a charming sideways grin at the girls in the front row of the pit.
The bell rang.
Khan didn’t move; he just stood in front of Collier, a smile spreading across his lips. Collier’s eyes widened. With lightning speed Khan’s leg swept out in a wide, graceful arc, connecting sharply with Collier’s knee. Collier was thrown off balance and landed heavily on his back, forcing the breath from his lungs.
He gasped for air, choking, then tried to pull himself together and roll over onto his knees. He staggered to his feet and stumbled away from Khan, tripping into the rope surrounding them. As he fell onto the cord, he looked into the eyes of the crowd before him. They grinned back at him, watching in pleasure at his horror. The kick came swiftly, slamming forcefully into the bottom of his spine with great precision.
Nausea and disgust washed over Raven. Collier’s plight was breaking his heart. To have the chance of life so brutally ripped away from him, only minutes after escaping the jaws of death…it was too cruel.
Despite the deafening music, Raven thought he heard the crack as Collier was paralysed. Khan turned away from the weeping Collier and signalled to the crowd, raising his arms in the air in a display of victory. The masses roared with pleasure. He flashed his trademark smile and turned back to Collier.
Khan leant down close to Collier’s face and whispered something in his ear. It was inaudible to all except Collier, whose eyes widened as he heard the words. Khan leapt up and looked back down on his victim, and for a moment there was a hint of pity in his eyes. The moment passed as Khan delivered a quick, powerful kick to Collier’s temple. Raven watched in dismay as he saw Collier screw his face up in anticipation of the kick. As the foot connected with his head, he gasped loudly. It was the last sound he ever made.
Khan smirked and walked to the edge of the ring. He leant over the rope to reach down and kiss the hands of his fans. With an athletic jump, he vaulted the rope and walked into the crowds, people gathering around him to shake his hand. There was a surge as people at the back pushed to get within touching distance of their hero.
Khan was only in the crowd for moments before security came to clear people away and escort him back to Emerald Tower. As he was taken out, the music came to an end, finishing with a loud squeal of guitars. The band members came to the edge of the stage, taking a bow in unison as the crowd cheered and applauded. The band members seemed pleased that Khan had fought well and their song had been a success.
That was when he saw it: a barely noticeable trace of sadness in the red-headed girl’s eyes. Raven remained transfixed on her eyes, searching again for a shadow of regret, pity or guilt.
Behind the crowd, there came a mechanical grinding sound as the enormous metal doors swung open and the guards began herding the prisoners back to their cells.

About the Book

Title: The Phoenix Project
Author: D.M. Cain
Genre: Psychological Thriller
A thought provoking and compelling dystopian world that will change the way you view justice…
A man fights for life—and redemption—in D. M. Cain’s riveting new novel, The Phoenix Project.
Britain has descended into chaos as violence and terrorist attacks seethe across this once-peaceful country. Outraged by the steady stream of lawlessness, citizens demand a harsher penal system, and the Phoenix Project is born.
In prisons across the country, inmates fight to the death in a weekly bloodbath while the nation cheers them on.
Raven Kennedy, a prisoner who has never forgiven himself for his unspeakable crime, struggles against his own guilt and self-loathing. But even as the real war wages on within himself, Raven is forced to battle some of the prison’s most ruthless killing machines. Can he survive long enough to unravel the anger and regret that shackle him—and one day find the forgiveness he seeks?
‘The Phoenix Project by D.M. Cain is a superbly written debut, soaked in tension and intrigue,’ Jack Croxall, author of the ‘Tethers’ trilogy.

Author Bio

D.M. Cain is a dystopian and fantasy author working for US publisher Booktrope. She has released three novels: The Phoenix Project – a psychological thriller set in a dystopian future, Soren – a middle-grade fantasy, and A Chronicle of Chaos – the first in a dark fantasy series. She is currently working on the next novel in the series, ‘The Shield of Soren’, and a novella to accompany it.

D.M. Cain is also a member of the International Thriller Writers and is one of the creators and administrators of the online author group #Awethors. Her short story ‘The End’ was published in Awethology Dark – an anthology by the #Awethors.
Cain lives in Leicestershire, UK, with her husband and young son, and spends her time reading, writing and reviewing books, playing RPGs and listening to symphonic metal.

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About the Book

Title: The Very Best of Bare Back Magazine
Editor: Natasha Brooks
Genre: Erotica
With lots of love and dedication, Bare Back Magazine delivers to you the very best erotic fiction and poetry for your sensual pleasure and erotic reading delight. These stories and poems explore it all, taking you to exotic places from the southern comforts of New Orleans to the bright lights and high towers of New York City and all places in between. You’ll meet some very naughty housewives, experience deliciously intense group encounters and explore love on the internet. Among the stories in this collection, there will also be an unforgettable masquerade for your reading pleasure. We’ll add a dabble of flavor, as we tempt your taste buds in very steamy erotic encounters. These scorching hot short stories will stimulate a variety of intense moods for you, the reader.

The Very Best of Bare Back Magazine features new stories and poems from both up-and-coming and popular writers like Peter Baltensperger, David Hornbuckle, Gianni Shamari, M. Earl Smith, Lane Pierce, Tonia Mansfield, Natasha Brooks, Jerrell Khalil Smith, Jillian Kander, Javier Rokusaburo, Jake Kaida, Bob McNeil, Robyn Alezanders and many more; this joyful celebration of erotic stories and poetry is deliciously sexy, sophisticated, and insanely addicting.

Bare Back Magazine was founded by Editor-in-Chief, Natasha Brooks in September 2005; the first issue was published online in November of the same year. With the help of many talented writers, editors and contributors, Bare Back Magazine has become one of the premier ezines on the web, featuring erotic fiction, poetry, articles and art that explore the diverse spectrum of erotica. Over the years, we have published the works of writers and artists from all over the world.

It has been an incredible ten years. We will continue to celebrate erotica and the talents of all erotic writers and artists by publishing erotica of all genres, celebrating erotic diversity and all of the reflections of erotica.
WARNING – This book contains steamy romance scenes and is not suitable for all ages.
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Title: The Uber Author PlannerAuthor: Hazel Butler
Genre: Non-Fiction
The Uber Author Planner is the ULTIMATE tool for Authors, Writers, and Bloggers.


Created by an author, freelance writer, and blogger, this planner is specially designed to keep everything writing-related in one place, making you super organised and super productive.


Far more than a simple planner, this book includes a guide for authors, writers, and bloggers, covering many aspects of life as a writer in the modern world, including:

• Top Tips
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• How To Write An Author Page
• 5 Steps To Get On The Huffington Post
• Blogging
• Growing Your Tribe Of Dedicated Readers
• Building Your Email List
• Creating Awesome Content and Freebies
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The Uber Author Planner will help you raise your writing profile, build your online platform, write more, publish more, and achieve your writing dreams. Coming with a double daily spread, plus weekly blog, newsletter, and social media planners, weekly and daily target setting, word count tracking, and stacks of extra writing and blogging aids, this planner has everything you need. As if that wasn’t enough, there is also a bonus section including The 30 Day Novel Planner.


The planner’s flexible weekly system allows you to start it on any day of the year and still use it for a full 12 months. You will also get exclusive access to easily downloadable versions of all planners, and blogging and writing templates, so you can print out as many as you like once the ones in the book have been filled! Standing at just under 1200 pages, hardbound for durability throughout the year, and beautifully illustrated in full colour, this is an EPIC resource for all authors, writers, and bloggers!


Review: I went ahead and used the novel planner in this book to plan my next novel and it's actually going great. I've written more than half of the manuscript in about two weeks, way faster than usually. I'm thinking of also using the other planners, in particular the blogging planner when I move to another website for my writing. The planners are great and the book has some helpful tips.

About the BookTitle: The Uber Author Planner
Author: Hazel Butler
Genre: Non-Fiction
The Uber Author Planner is the ULTIMATE tool for Authors, Writers, and Bloggers.


Created by an author, freelance writer, and blogger, this planner is specially designed to keep everything writing-related in one place, making you super organised and super productive.


Far more than a simple planner, this book includes a guide for authors, writers, and bloggers, covering many aspects of life as a writer in the modern world, including:

• Top Tips
• Writing Targets
• How To Write An Author Page
• 5 Steps To Get On The Huffington Post
• Blogging
• Growing Your Tribe Of Dedicated Readers
• Building Your Email List
• Creating Awesome Content and Freebies
• 50 Different Blog Templates
• Novel Planner
• Story Planner
• Non-Fiction Planner
• Project Budget Planner
• Word Count Tracker
• Character Outlines
• Chapter Outlines
• Scene Outlines
• AND The Name Game

The Uber Author Planner will help you raise your writing profile, build your online platform, write more, publish more, and achieve your writing dreams. Coming with a double daily spread, plus weekly blog, newsletter, and social media planners, weekly and daily target setting, word count tracking, and stacks of extra writing and blogging aids, this planner has everything you need. As if that wasn’t enough, there is also a bonus section including The 30 Day Novel Planner.


The planner’s flexible weekly system allows you to start it on any day of the year and still use it for a full 12 months. You will also get exclusive access to easily downloadable versions of all planners, and blogging and writing templates, so you can print out as many as you like once the ones in the book have been filled! Standing at just under 1200 pages, hardbound for durability throughout the year, and beautifully illustrated in full colour, this is an EPIC resource for all authors, writers, and bloggers!

Author Bio

Hazel is an author, artist and archaeologist from Cheshire, England. She is the founder and owner of The Bookshine Bandit, a business dedicated to helping authors, writers, bloggers, and those looking to self-publish achieve their dreams and maximise their writing potential.
Since 2010 she has been working on a series of Gothic Literary novels, the first of which, Chasing Azrael, was released in April 2014. The Deathly Insanity series are a set of Urban Fantasy novels with overlapping character and plot-lines. Hazel’s other published works include Bleizgeist, and ‘Grave’, a short Dark Fantasy story. She has also published an additional novella and short story under a pen name.
While her primary interests are in Gothic and Fantasy art and fiction, Hazel reads a wide range of subjects and enjoys most forms of art. In addition to this, she runs The Bipolar Bear, a blog on bipolar disorder, and loves of dogs. Her King Charles Cavalier Spaniel, Dexter (yes, after the serial killer), is her near-constant companion.
Hazel is currently in the final year of her PhD, which focuses on Gender Dynamics in Late Iron Age and Early Medieval Britain. She studied at The University of Manchester for her Undergraduate degree, then Bangor University for her MA and PhD, spending the two years between her MA and PhD doing corporate archaeology and research excavations, both in Britain and in Austria. She has two papers published in international journals.
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Book Excerpt

“You got me suspended,” I said.
“I’m sure it wasn’t all my doing,” Wyvern said with a smirk.
“You jerk,” I said while smiling and attempting to smack his shoulder but he caught my hand.
Now, he held both my arms and he did not let go of them either when I pulled. He just gave me a wicked grin.
“Second,” I said, “You show up at another assignment and ruined my chances of going back to Keanu’s house with him.”
“I don’t feel bad at all about that one,” he said, still smiling roguishly.
“You should,” I said, pulling hard to free my arms but he only moved out of the chair, leaning forward with one leg on the bed.
“Third,” I said, “You tricked me into a contract with you.”
“I definitely don’t feel bad about that one,” he said as he climbed entirely on the bed still restraining my hands between us. “Anything else?”
“You keep trying to push me around,” I said, my voice unsteady as he leaned closer to me.
“I only do it because you make it so much fun,” he said.
 “You’re a bit of a jerk,” I said.
“You like it,” he said, he leaned in so close his lips brushed mine ever so gently.
“You’re going to kiss me,” I whispered.
“Yes,” he whispered back and then he closed that little bit of distance and his lips pushed into mine.

About the Book

Title: Henchgirl
Author: Rita Stradling
Genre: YA Urban Fantasy
I had never thought my life was ideal, but it had been manageable.
By day I pretended to be a human, going to a ‘human’s only’ high-school, making human friends and trying to get the attention of Keanu Hale, my school’s quarterback. At night, I worked as a henchman, making sure no one got in the way of my grandfather’s hotel-empire which spanned across the Mabiian island chain. I was my grandfather’s most cherished weapon, I stole and manipulated emotions, I would even drain someone of their ability to feel joy if my grandfather ordered me to.
I won’t apologize for what I did, it kept my sisters fed and my grandfather from finding out that my mother squandered our monthly allowance on shopping and throwing extravagant parties. It kept my family alive. But more importantly, my job kept me from being trained to be a wife and married off to some rich and powerful dracon, a human-dragon hybrid, as all girls with one-eighth dragon blood are.
As I said, my life was just manageable, until Wyvern Manderson vacationed to my island. Wyvern Manderson, the rich, powerful, and famous for something or other, half-dragon jerk, just kept showing up, sabotaging my missions and ordering me around. On top of that, for some reason he was always angry at me.
Pretty soon I was suspended from further missions, facing eminent financial ruin and still had to see the jerk everywhere I went. When my friend Amanda from my human-high-school vanished, Amanda turned out to be Wyvern’s human half-sister he was keeping secret and protecting.
Taking on the mission to find Amanda might have been what I needed to save my family from losing everything, but to do it I would have to spend all day everyday with the jerk. To top that all off, Amanda was not the only girl who disappeared, and when girls started being discovered dead I realized that my sanity wasn’t the biggest thing I would be risking in this investigation; I might very well be the next to die.

Author Bio

Rita Stradling  lives with her husband and son in Northern California. Her six year old son wants to be a train when he grows up.  She has a BA in Art History and a particular interest in modern and medieval art.
Rita has an insatiable novel addiction and mostly reads young adult and adult: paranormal, urban fantasy and high fantasy.
 
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Book Excerpt

It was September and the air blew warm across the broad clearing high atop a pine-forested hill. Nevertheless, Dalton Rogers mentally hummed “Here Comes Santa Claus” as he stepped over the smoldering remains of five burned bodies. His grandfather had sung it to him every Christmas Eve when Dalton was a kid. The night before Christmas had always been his favorite time. Back then, his mother would make an effort to stay sober long enough to drive her young son to her parents’ house. She’d drop him off and promise to be there in the morning. A couple of years she even made it. But to Dalton it didn’t matter where his mother went on Christmas Eve. There was always plenty of food on Grandma’s old hickory kitchen table, as well as a giant tree done up with bubble lights and tinsel. His grandparents would let Dalton wrestle with their old hound dog right there in the living room. And when it was time for bed, Grandpa would tuck Dalton in, cover him with a quilt Grandma’s mother had stitched herself, and sing the silly song until Dalton fell asleep. It always brought him comfort.
He hadn’t thought of that song in years. Not since his mother had had that last screaming match with her parents. After that, she packed up and moved herself and eleven-year-old Dalton two counties over. He didn’t see his grandparents again until their funeral. Flu took them both the year Dalton graduated from high school. But today the song came back to him. He hoped it might work its magic to keep the beef-and-bean burrito he had for lunch down in his stomach where it needed to stay. He didn’t need old Tug spreading stories about how the new guy blew chunks at the sight of all those dead bodies.
“Rogers!”
Dalton looked toward Officer Tugger Mahoney, a fifteen-year veteran of the Enumclaw Police Department, who stood talking with the shaking and crying woman who’d placed the emergency call.
“You catching anything?”
Dalton forced himself to monitor the carnage and yelled back the details as he circled the burned-out area. “Looks like five of ’em. All dead and then some.” Here comes Santa Claus, Here comes Santa Claus. “Best I can tell it’s two ladies. . . . I mean, two females.” Right down Santa Claus Lane. “Clothes are pretty near burned off all of ’em.” He swallowed hard against a mixture of taco sauce and bile climbing up his throat. “Some’s got their fingers burned off.” He didn’t yell out any description of the slash wounds he saw on the bodies. There was no need to traumatize the woman any more than she obviously was.
Dalton kept surveying. He was careful where he placed his boots. He’d been on the force for nearly two years. This was his first murder scene. But he remembered from the academy that the first rule, after arriving and securing any crime scene, was not to disturb the evidence. “Lots of what looks like burned rugs or carpets.”
“Sure there’s only five?”
Dalton wondered how many more old Tug needed to make it interesting. He looked again, this time counting off the charred mounds of flesh on his fingers.
“Five’s what I see,” he yelled back.
“Get on up here, then. And step wide of any ash. Don’t contaminate anything.”
The acrid stench of burned flesh stuck in Dalton’s nostrils like burrs on a hunting dog’s legs. Streams of rancid smoke curled up from the large crater holding the bodies. Dalton stepped wide as Tug ordered, but he wondered how much more contaminated the place could get.
“You okay, ma’am?” Dalton asked when he reached the two of them. “This must be quite a shock.”
A thin woman—who Dalton made as no older than himself—with long red hair braided with blue and silver ribbons, struggled to answer. “This is a holy place,” she said. “How could this happen?”
“You know these people, ma’am?” Dalton asked.
“Of course she knows them,” Tug barked. “She brought ’em up here. They came from the lodge. Tourists up here—”
“Travelers,” the woman interrupted. “We call them travelers. They come to experience the sweat lodge. It’s part of their spiritual journey.”
Tug rolled his eyes. Dalton was glad Tug was standing behind the woman so she couldn’t see.
“Anyway,” Tug continued. “She brings the travelers up here. Dropped ’em off last night. Comes to pick ’em up this morning, and this is what she sees.”
“This site is sacred,” the woman said. “What caused this? There was no storm last night. No lightning.”
A storm doesn’t cause slashes, Dalton thought. Thunder doesn’t gouge.
Old Tug rested his hand on his holster, threw his shoulders back, and spit to the side. “That’s what we intend to find out, little lady. Don’t you worry.”
Dalton Rogers took another look toward the smoldering pile of flesh and bones. A sudden gust of chilled air blew against the back of his sweaty neck. He looked up and counted seven hawks circling in the cloudless sky far above the carnage. Another memory of his grandfather floated into his awareness. The two of them were walking through the forest. Grandpa pointed out a hawk and told him the hunting bird always flew alone.
“So if you see more than one, Dalton,” his grandfather had warned, “you know you got trouble.”
So fill your hearts with Christmas cheer ’cause Santa Claus comes tonight.

About the Book

Title: Fixed in Fear
Author: T.E. Woods
Genre: Romantic Suspense / Thriller
The Fixer returns in the pulse-pounding Justice series—perfect for fans of Lisa Gardner, Karin Slaughter, and Jeff Lindsay’s Dexter thrillers—as worlds collide in an inferno of bloodshed, revenge, and holy terror.
 
I’ll probably never see my daughter again. And if I do, she’ll either be dead or in a jail cell.
Seattle Chief of Detectives Mort Grant cannot reconcile the memories of his vibrant, headstrong young daughter with the cold, deadly woman she has become. The head of one of the largest criminal enterprises in the world, Allie Grant seized power by wrenching it away from her lover, a notorious Russian gangster. How she maintains her control, Mort doesn’t even want to imagine.
Only two other people know the truth about Allie: the vigilante known as The Fixer, and Mort’s best friend, Larry, who’s undergoing a crisis of his own. Someone close to Larry, his last real connection to his beloved late wife, has been slain in a mass murder at a sweat lodge deep in the woods of Washington State. When word gets out, Mort immediately takes on the gruesome case.
But as Mort hunts down a pair of methodical killers, The Fixer does some deep digging of her own. And what she unearths will rock Mort’s family forever. Because The Fixer has set her sights on Allie Grant—and nothing will ever be the same again.


Author Bio

T. E. Woods is as eager as her fans to return to the thrilling world of the Justice series. She’s busy writing the next installment and is developing a new series set in Madison, Wisconsin.

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Title: You Think This is a Game?
Author: Bernard Maestas
Genre: Young Adult Thriller
Wisecracking smartasses Ted and Alex are an elite army of two, fighting for fortune under the banner of their private military corporation Reagan Kirwan International. MIT-trained computer hacker and engineer Ted is the brains. Freerunning ex-French Foreign Legion commando is the brawn. With their unique combination of skills, they are in high demand on the blurry and ever-changing modern battlefields.
When oil is struck in a Somalian province, two titans of the energy industry collide head-on over the lucrative rights. The result is a war which rages both in the boardrooms and on the already bloody sands.
Hired for the simple task of tipping the scales, Ted and Alex’s mission takes a dangerous and deadly turn. They learn they are not the only trump cards in play and, this time, they may be on the wrong side. Facing the most dangerous of adversaries, constant perils, and treacherous corporate politics, they must stand together if they want to survive – and, more importantly, collect their paychecks.
Because war is a two-player co-op and all they have is each other.

Author Bio

Bernard Maestas lives in paradise. A police officer patrolling the mean streets of Hawaii, he has a background in contract security and both military and civilian law enforcement. When not saving the world, one speeding ticket at a time, he can usually be found wasting time on the internet, playing video games — or both. Occasionally, he finds time to write books.
 
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