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message 1: by Ezinwanyi, Factory Superintendent (new)

Ezinwanyi Chinyere | 16189 comments Mod
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message 2: by Ezinwanyi, Factory Superintendent (new)

Ezinwanyi Chinyere | 16189 comments Mod
Authors may use this area to inform and/or solicit members to review their books.

Please note that this is not an area to advertise your books for sales. You can use the Cheap or Free thread for that.

Using this thread, authors may create threads to request:
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message 3: by Zheng (new)

Zheng Wang | 2 comments My science fiction , May be stimulating than reading suspense novels.

Hello everyone, I'm new here. I was born in China, is still living in China, I'm sorry my English is very poor. I join your aim is to want to promote my books, of course, the translation is also very bad. Those of my friends are interested can search for "Cloud City" in the Amazon, the author is Zheng Wang. Some people may ask, why not publish in China, I hope you know, copyright awareness in our country, almost no attention, so I chose the Amazon platform, hoping to have the patience of the reader, like I write science fiction, Thank you for your support.

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/2...


message 4: by Ezinwanyi, Factory Superintendent (new)

Ezinwanyi Chinyere | 16189 comments Mod
Zheng wrote: "My science fiction , May be stimulating than reading suspense novels.

Hello everyone, I'm new here. I was born in China, is still living in China, I'm sorry my English is very poor. I join your ai..."


We have a number of Science fiction readers here. Goodluck to you


message 5: by Zheng (new)

Zheng Wang | 2 comments Thank you for yours support, I hope this story will not be bad to make you angry, very grateful. If you wish, please help me to recommend to book faithful, Thank you again.


message 6: by Joe (new)

Joe Cosentino Check out this 4.5 star review and fun author spotlight interview of me on the Nautical Star Books site for AN INFATUATION: http://nauticalstarbooks.com/joe-cose...


message 7: by Joe (new)

Joe Cosentino The curtain is going up! I am REALLY excited about my new comedy/mystery/romance series set in the world of academia (a world I know well): the Nicky and Noah mysteries, beginning this summer with DRAMA QUEEN published by Lethe Press​. Pre-order the paperback now at the pre-order discount price! http://www.lethepressbooks.com/store/...


message 8: by Joe (last edited Jun 16, 2015 12:32PM) (new)

Joe Cosentino I am so exited about my blog tour for my new mystery/comedy/romance series, the Nicky and Noah mysteries, premiering with DRAMA QUEEN, published by Lethe Press​. I've written some great articles for the blog tour, and I will also include exclusive excerpts from the novel, interviews, and fun giveaways. I hope you'll follow me. Here's the schedule:
June 5, Cover Reveal on Scott Burkett​'s GGR
June 6, Release Day on Lisa Horan​'s The Novel Approach
June 7, Blog Post on A.J.'s Inked Rainbow Reads
June 8, Blog Post on Sandra Harden​'s My Fiction Nook
June 9, Blog Post on Devan Huff​'s Nautical Star Books
June 10, Blog Post on Melanie Marshall's Scattered Thoughts and Words
DRAMA QUEEN received another 5-star review today. This one is from Lori X at Boy Meets Boy Reviews. Here’s the web address and a few review quotes: http://boymeetsboyreviews.blogspot.de... “I cannot stop laughing. Drama Queen is Hardy Boys-meets-Murder She Wrote-meets-Midsummer Murders, with a side of parodic, farcical, satire.” “Who-dunits don't come more whodunnity than this.” "Nicky and Noah stole my heart. Every farce needs a romance that is sweet. Every amateur sleuth needs a willing partner. Willing to be the Holmes to his Sherlock that is." "Also willing to give soppy old romantics like me a falling in lurve storyline. Perfect."


message 9: by Christy (new)

Christy Deveaux YA Paranormal Romance Free June 10 & 11
June 10 & 11 the best seller YA paranormal romance Wicka: The Chronicles of Elizabeth Blake‪ will be available free on Amazon! www.amazon.com/dp/B00KN9P43Q I hope you enjoy Wicka. I would appreciate any reviews of Wicka on Amazon and Goodreads. I would also like reviews I can post on my website. Thank you.

While mourning the loss of a mother figure, Elizabeth Blake, a smart but socially introverted seventeen-year-old girl from Ann Arbor, Michigan, enrolls in an international school in the south of France to finish her final year of high school. Here she meets her true love, finds out that she is a witch from an ancient family, and discovers that her life is in danger.

Meanwhile, the Elders—the most powerful coven of witches in the world—have been tracking Elizabeth since her birth. According to an ancient legend, a battle led by “One barely born existing to lead” will cause the downfall of the Elders. Fearing that Elizabeth is the heir to this legend, the Elders try to destroy her before she can fulfill the prophecy.

With the help of her new friends, Elizabeth must travel to Greece to try and prove to the Elders that she is not a threat and to ask for their permission to exist in peace.

With the prospect of having to leave each other once the school year ends and return to their homes on opposite sides of the world, Elizabeth and her new love have to find a way to stay together. However, a rival love interest discovers their plan and causes the Elders to act against Elizabeth. As time runs out, Elizabeth must learn to use the powers she possesses to protect herself and the people she loves most.
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message 10: by Arun (new)

Arun Ellis | 8 comments DISCOUNTED BOOKS 0.99p & $1.52 - FOR A FEW MORE WEEKS ONLY

Hi - I have been contacted by a few people who missed my recent FREE BOOK GIVEAWAY - unfortunately I can't extend this with Amazon, however, I have decided to leave my books - 'Corpalism' Corpalism by Arun D. Ellis and 'Daydream Believers' Daydream Believers (Corpalism II) by Arun D. Ellis on special offer of 0.99p and $1.52 for a few more weeks - they will be available from Amazon for Kindle/PC download, all I ask is that you kindly leave a review.

Click this link for Corpalism and Daydream Believers on Amazon.Co.Uk
http://www.amazon.co.uk/s/ref=nb_sb_n...

Click this link for Corpalism and Daydream Believers on Amazon.com
http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_nos...

To help you decide if these are your kind of books I've attached a brief description of each

Corpalism -
The first part is based in an economically dystopian future, a fast-paced thriller that moves in a believable way between fact and fiction, the second part plunges the unsuspecting reader into the distressed mind of Stephanie White a political activist from the new Independent party and victim of the latest terror atrocity locked in a coma fighting a trivial persona her mother has imposed upon her through years of brainwashing, whilst the third has several characters, including Stephanie and Donald from the previous volumes, in a pub arguing various topics from various points of view; the reader being left to decide which is valid. Part four brings all the threads together and the final part is set 20 years in the past.

Daydream Believers-
Revolutionary pensioners who are fed up with unchecked immigration and hell bent on removing corrupt politicians, sexually predatory murderous fat ladies, Machiavellian political intriguers, a mad-eyed Preacher trying to reach the souls of a disinterested public, a chivalric knight, men at work, an avenging 'hand of god', a celebrity 'golden' couple sleeping with everyone but their partner, jackpot winners and a homicidal diarist all combine to create an entertaining story of modern-day Britain.

If you know anyone else who might be interested please feel free to let them know.

Cheers

Arun


message 11: by Joe (new)

Joe Cosentino PORCELAIN DOLL, a Jana Lane mystery, on pre-order releases March 16, and it has already garnered three glowing professional reviews! Go, Jana!

“Porcelain Doll is Joe Cosentino at his finest. We are drawn back to the fashions and attitudes of the 1980's in a character-driven story full of intrigue and passion." Kirsty Vizard, Divine Magazine

“Beautifully written and intensely detailed, Porcelain Doll is one not to be missed. Flirtatiously decadent with a strong moral undertone, set in a decade of extraordinary social change this is a story of its period that is as poignant today as it was then. Joe Cosentino controlled the emotions that the book encouraged with a deft but delicate touch. Suspenseful and mysterious, Porcelain Doll is a masterful creation, one that was impossible not to be affected by.” Carol Fenton, BooksLaidBare Reviews

“Murder, mystery, and suspense are high inside of this brilliant masterpiece by Joe Cosentino.” “Every page fills the readers with intrigue.” “Edge of your seat mystery that lures readers instantly.” “Once you read it, you can't put it down.” Danielle Urban Universal Creativity Inc.

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message 12: by Arun (new)

Arun Ellis | 8 comments Extract from my book 'Daydream Believers'
Daydream Believers (Corpalism II) by Arun D. Ellis
http://www.amazon.com/Corpalism-II-Be...
Something in the wind 4

For what shall it prophet a man
if he gain the whole world
and suffer the loss of his soul
Jesus Christ

This time the tickets had sold without much effort; they were still too cheap for Barry's liking but that would come later, as word got around. There was a buzz around the auditorium, some of the audience had heard him speak before and they were ready for more.

The Preacher walked to the back of the stage, took a sip of water from the bottle on the table and then returned, launching an immediate attack on his transfixed audience, "I bet you all support the Wars on Terror, even though we are witnessing the mass murder of the Arab peoples."

There was the odd shake of the head here and there. Barry was immediately absorbed, he'd forgotten he was supposed to be critiquing; he was simply listening. His man was beginning to look the part; dishevelled though not dirty, wild-eyed but not mad, he’d lost weight and his clothes hung off him. If you’d been asked to draw an Old Testament prophet you might have drawn him; long hair, the same disregard of person, the same almost manic focus.

"Why is that?" he demanded, "Why do we support the war on terror even though we know it to be a fiction, a total fabrication. Is it because we can't do anything about it? Have you tried to protest against the illegal wars?" He was pointing at various individuals, "Do you realise that it is now treason to criticise Governments in time of war? That means they can do anything as long as we are at war and if anyone criticises them they can be imprisoned indefinitely, even executed if they are in the military." He waited for this to sink in, "How can it be treason to criticise the Government? The Government is NOT the country...the Government is elected by the people, it's just a political party representing specific interested parties."

There were a few nods and murmurs of assent. Barry was impressed; he knew the topics were unrehearsed and were all the more powerful for that.

"If we're fighting a war that's not in the interests of the people, then in whose interests are we fighting? For the world's corporations so they can get their hands on key oil reserves? For the share holders, the company directors, the nouveau riche so they can retain their status, their wealth, their positions of power over us? Are we in the Middle East to enable the spread of commercialism? Are we there so the new high priests, the economists can spread their holy sacrament of greed? To allow their clergy, the shoddy salesmen, to spread the belief that everyone is allowed to want whatever it is they want, regardless of how or where it is produced, regardless of how many people have suffered in misery to bring it to them? Is this the extent of our new religion? The desire to own more, the lust for whatever we can get our hands on? Is this what we have become now that we have lost God and Jesus?"

The diatribe was met by silence. Barry took careful note of the expressions of those around him, they weren't hostile, just confused.

"I want to ask you a question, all those of you who claim to believe in God yet spend your time shopping for goods made cheaply in the third world where children are abused as economic slaves, how do you reconcile your greed with the preaching of Jesus?" He waited but no-one volunteered an answer, "You reconcile it because you don't believe there is a God or that Jesus ever existed. I know that's what you do because I used to be like you. I no longer believed in Jesus and God, only the words of the advertising men penetrated my debauched state. I worked in the City, I earned lots of money, I used to spend obscene amounts on whatever took my fancy and I never cared about anyone else. But I still went to church and said my amens because that's how I'd been brought up. What I didn't realise was that I had replaced Jesus' doctrine with the creed of avarice, selfishness and indifference."

Barry was riveted, the pain in the Preacher's voice was clear to all; he held nothing back.

"But the thing is, even though I was able to laugh at others who still believed in God I didn't find my new found freedom liberating. It led to despair, to sullen darkness that overwhelmed me and possessed every corner of my soul until all I could do was think of getting the next cool gadget the minute it hit the shops, to be first in line for the latest iPhone or Playstation." He tilted his head slightly, "Then of course there were the parties, the women, the drink and drugs, the regular betrayal of my wife, of my family," he wandered along the front of the stage, "you probably don't realise it but the brokers in the City are all doped with drugs and free sex, the perks of the positions held, it is a real Sodom and Gomorrah."

He paused in the centre of the stage, "But then it occurred to me, I didn't believe in Jesus because I don't believe in magic, but, what is magic?" he stretched out his hands, "It's only magic because the events that occur before our eyes are inexplicable, but that doesn't make it magic, that just means I don't understand how it was done. In earlier times TV, PCs and mobiles would seem like magic. Ergo, any references to magic in the Bible were misunderstandings at best or at worst an insidious attempt by the Roman Catholic church to control and manipulate the masses by fear." He raised his palms, "Strangely that made sense to me; I didn't have to believe in silly miracles to justify the words of Jesus." He walked to his left, "But that still left God. What could I do with that? Well there doesn't have to be a God to justify the words of Jesus either, actually."

"But Jesus was the Son of God," called out someone.

"Well timed, thank you." He turned to his left, "I can see where you're coming from, Jesus said he was the Son of God, it's in the bible. But who wrote the bible?" He waited, then answered his own question, "The Romans, and they put in what they wanted and left out what they didn't like." He moved on a bit, "So who was it told the Romans that Jesus claimed to be the son of God? The Pharisees. Excuse my cynicism but how convenient. Jesus was preaching a load of stuff the Pharisees didn't like when suddenly he says something sacrilegious; 'I'm the son of God'."

He paused, raised his palms and shoulders, "But, what if he didn't actually say that, what if all he did was to go around saying that we should live together as one in peace and harmony? That would actually make Jesus the world's first hippy."

Some people laughed in spite of themselves, Barry grinned and started to make notes on how further to promote his boy's message; and of course to report back to Blackmore.

"That's when it dawned on me, I didn't have to believe in God to love my neighbour or help those in need. I didn't have to think that Jesus was the Son of God to take his words to heart. He had laudable ideas and the code he offered was well worth living by. I did not have to follow this or that religion to understand Jesus' teachings and I did not have to force my neighbour to believe in the same fashion as myself because it wasn't about religion or types of faith or dogma," he shouted out the last word, "because that creates division and that's exactly what every religion has brought to the world, and it's not what Jesus meant and he did not say he was the son of God, just that he was the son of man." He moved to the centre of the stage, "And that's what saved me, the sudden understanding that Jesus could've been just a man and it didn't devalue any of his teachings, any of his words, they are all of great significance and I didn't have to join any religion in order to believe in him."

His whole demeanour had changed with these last words as if he was feeling again the liberation that had brought him, "I was suddenly free of my corruptions, of my despair, of my self-loathing, of my soul destroying addictions; if there is no God and if Jesus could just be a man then I could follow his teachings and not live under the self imposed delusion of heaven and hell but in the open, in the enlightened belief of good and honesty and love and peace simply because it's right, simply because it's the right thing to do, the right way to be, the right way to behave and when I had reached that point I knew that evil was striding across England and I had to make my stand."

He clenched his fists and leant forwards, "We have been seduced by greed, lust and selfishness and we must work to shake off their deadly influence and help others to free themselves of the mind numbing addictions that have rendered them comatose."

With that he left the stage. There was a shocked silence, then a short burst of clapping. It petered out and a few started to talk amongst themselves, others made for the exits but some made their way forwards to see if they could ask questions. Barry was grinning, really smiling in a way he hadn't for years. 


message 13: by Arun (new)

Arun Ellis | 8 comments Extract from my book 'Daydream Believers'

Daydream Believers (Corpalism II) by Arun D. Ellis
http://www.amazon.co.uk/Corpalism-II-...
http://www.amazon.com/Corpalism-II-Be...
Something in the wind 5

“Palestine belongs to the Arabs in the same sense that
England belongs to the English or France to the French.
It is wrong and in-human to impose the Jews on the Arabs.”
Mahatma Gandhi

The Preacher looked out from the stage, there were more people, maybe 75, maybe a 100, he couldn't really tell. He knew Barry had been excited about the gate or whatever it was he called it. It meant little to him; simply that the message was being heard.

"I support no religion, I deny all faiths and reject all dogmas." He waited a few moments, "But I have been thinking of this war on terror and I cannot escape the conclusion that it is a real war, but not in the way that it has been sold to us." He turned and strode off to his right, "We have been sold the story of the evil Islamist attack, a satanical attack on America and western culture and we bought into the story because that's exactly what it is, a Hollywood story from beginning to end, a Spielberg extravaganza."

He ignored the rippled gasp that greeted his pronouncement and turned rapidly to his left, "Imagine the scene, evil, bearded, dark skinned Muslim tyrants, sitting around their camp fires, their demonic faces flickering in the firelight, plotting the downfall of the free world. Set against that you have the carefree, innocent, blond blue-eyed American family enjoying life in the California sun listening happily to the sounds of the latest 15 year old pop megastar."

He paced around the stage, "For years Hollywood has prepared us for the coming war on Islam, we've had a never ending diet of films based on Islamic terrorists attacking the heart of America. Then we have the real event; the horrific tragedy of 9/11. Which is followed a few years later by other attacks in Europe and here in the UK, culminating in the recent Wembley attack," he rubbed his chin as he walked, "but what if we re-examined that script? What if we looked more closely at the details? What if we were to peek behind the curtain? What if this were all just a conjuring trick?"

He stopped and stared out at the audience, he could see wide eyes and some opened mouths, "What if we ponder the way things were before 9/11 and examine the lives of those in the Middle East? What if we looked back at where things began, examined the facts more closely?"

"You don't know what you're talking about," shouted someone from the back. Barry was fidgeting; this was not going well.

The Preacher raised his hand in either negation or acknowledgment. "Who has heard of the Balfour Declaration?"

No-one responded.

"OK, context: in 1917 WWI was at its height, the French army had mutinied and was on the defensive, the first Russian revolution had erupted in March of that year, the Eastern front was closing down. If the dreaded Lenin took power the Bolsheviks would sue for peace and Germany would be free to transfer over one million troops from the Eastern front, to the Western front. The only allied army still able to fight was Britain's but, even at over a million men strong, it was tiny compared to that of the Reich."
Barry breathed again; they were off the contentious topic of 9/11 and a Spielberg extravaganza.

"Two things happened. First, Lenin and the Bolsheviks came to power and sued for peace. Secondly, the British Foreign Secretary Arthur Balfour sent a letter to the international banker Baron Rothschild agreeing to establish a home for the Jews in Palestine."

He paused and looked around him, waiting for it to sink in, not wanting to go further until he saw a few lights dawning. He raised his palms and hunched his shoulders, "It was a quid pro quo arrangement; in return for Palestine the global Jewish community would replenish bare coffers, use political influence to speed American troops across the Atlantic, throw its combined weight behind the allies to crush Germany."

A few people were shaking their heads, a few others showing various expressions of surprise.

"Think about it. What if the US Foreign Secretary signed a letter giving SE England to France for their support in the UN. How do you think we would take that? How would you feel if your country was given away to another community by another people living thousands of miles away? No! Let's be specific here, if you were a Muslim and a couple of Christians signed away your Holy Land to the Jews, how would you feel?"

The hall was silent.

"A few years earlier Palestine had belonged to the Ottoman Turks. It was a Muslim country. The Arabs helped Lawrence of Arabia defeat the Turks and what was their reward? The creation of a Jewish homeland in Palestine? Really? At first it wasn't a huge problem, settlers came but not in great numbers, going into kibbutz and small settlements. It all changed after WWII and the holocaust when everyone seemed to accept Jewish people's right to come from all over the world and converge on Palestine, thus turning the indigenous population into an oppressed minority group." He paused, peering out, trying to penetrate the back rows. "The theft of Palestine and subsequent creation of Israel has lead directly through the decades to our current war on terror."

There were several murmurings of what Barry hoped were agreement.

"I'm not saying that I back the Muslims over the Jews and I'm not saying that the holocaust wasn't dreadful, I'm saying if someone gave my country away to a third party then I'd have to fight to get it back." He waited for his words to travel around the hall, "I'd fight them on the beaches, I'd fight them in the fields and I'd fight them in the hills and I'd never surrender."

Nods of encouragement now; smatterings of applause, scattered but not isolated, he'd succeeded with some of them where Barry would have thought that was impossible.

"We are told that here in the west we are the victims of Islamic Jihadists' terror, and it is true, there have been atrocities on our streets. But do we live in daily terror? Do we face death from the skies without warning?" He raised a finger to the ceiling, "Delivered like a thunderbolt by a drone activated from miles away or as a deadly spray of cannon rounds from an Apache helicopter?"

"What about 9/11?" shouted someone from the back of the hall. He was shushed immediately by people from various sections of the auditorium.

"We support Arab royalty, selling them weapons with which to control their people and in return they allowed us to steal the Arab people's national wealth, the only thing they have, their oil," responded the Preacher quickly, "Think how much money has been poured into the Middle East. Where did it all go? If you look at Iraq, Iran and Saudi Arabia the ordinary people live in poverty whilst the elites live in extreme opulence. Mercedes made of silver."

He bent over the front of the stage to address those who were scattered in the front row, "That's how it works, firstly we buy off the ruling classes with great wealth and then we help them suppress their revolutionaries, the men and women who would fight for the rights of the people. These people we call anarchists, terrorists, communists or religious fundamentalists."

He rose up and bounced across the stage, energised by the feedback, "Why is it that we allow obscenely rich Arab leaders to be portrayed as victims? Why do we allow ourselves to be persuaded that the people fighting for equal distribution of oil wealth are the villains? Simple, because if the people of the Arab countries get control of the oil they will want to charge more for it so they can improve the wellbeing of the nation and the oil magnates can't allow that."

"If it keeps the price of oil down then it's a good thing," called someone from the side.

"I'm not arguing against it. I'm simply saying we should admit to what we are doing. Be clear why we're out there and why we're killing thousands and thousands of innocent human beings."

"Bloody commie!" shouted a man in the front row.

"Perhaps we allow the powers that be to sell us the lie because we recognise that the Arabs are sat on top of the world's most crucial supplies. Is that why we don't question the horrors that have been unleashed on the millions of civilians? Is the truth rather that we are the ones waging war? Are we the evil under the sun? Are we the evil empire attacking the free peoples of the world? Are we the true villains in this Hollywood movie? Are we the real terrorists and have we allowed ourselves to be deceived simply because of our own greed?"

With that he spun through 180 degrees and left the stage. 


message 14: by Susan (new)

Susan Kelly (susanamandakelly) description

New release, romantic comedy ON THE RUN is out. It's the first book in the BIG MIKE AND MINNIE series.
Launch price is a bargain 99c or enter a rafflecopter. Rafflecopter prize is a $25 Amazon Gift Card or Lip Gloss (in honor of the fashion model heroine who is initially categorized as a 'pretty nitwit' by the hero). EVERY RAFFLECOPTER ENTRANT GETS A FREE EBOOK. Links at bottom of post.

Early feedback from My Bookfile: “…a reader might die of laughter.”

SYNOPSIS:
Minerva Coolidge, a top east coast model, has been ordered home to the west coast by her over-protective, criminal, occasionally psychotic family. They're embroiled in a turf war and Minnie is too valuable a pawn to leave in play. But Minnie refuses to give up her new life. She’s about to star in the biggest fashion show of her career. Her brother asks an old army buddy, Big Mike, to guard her until they can fetch her home. Minnie thinks Big Mike is too big, too muscled, too tattooed, too tough… too everything. He’s exactly the kind of man she moved across country to escape; the kind who thinks he knows what’s best for her; the kind who doesn’t belong in her glossy, perfect, new life; the kind she shouldn’t want…
Big Mike thinks keeping a nitwit fashion model safe long enough to hand her over to her family should be easy for an ex-biker, ex-Special Forces commander who outweighs his charge by at least one-hundred-and-fifty pounds. Except the pretty nitwit isn’t a nitwit. Each time he takes his eyes off her, she escapes, plunging headlong into trouble. Big Mike quickly realizes he doesn’t want to take his eyes - or his hands - off Minnie Coolidge…

Amazon Link: http://www.amazon.com/Run-Big-Mike-Mi...

Rafflecopter Dates: Feb 25 - Mar 25, 2016
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Tnx,
Susan Amanda Kelly


message 15: by Arun (new)

Arun Ellis | 8 comments My book Daydream Believers will be FREE for Kindle download from Amazon 5/6/16 to 9/6/16

Hi -

Amazon.co.uk
https://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/product/B...

Amazon.com
https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00...

Just to let you know that my book 'Daydream Believers' will be FREE on Amazon for Kindle/PC download from Sunday 5th June to Thursday 9th June 2016. All I ask is that you tell your friends and leave a review.

It's about a bunch of old people, ex service men and women all, find they are no longer willing to sit back and allow the politically corrupt to ruin their country. They resolve to make a stand, to arm themselves and to fight, to rid the land of their greedy leaders, to attack the political elites in their haven, the Houses of Parliament.

The workmen argue and bluster and generally mess up, the three fat ladies take advantage of the digital age to seduce their unsuspecting prey.

The superstar footballer and his trophy wife reveal the self destructive nature of their life together and their pointless marriage.

A lucky couple win the lottery and find the pressures of new found wealth and family envy hard to handle.

A young East European finds herself prostituted until she meets her chivalric knight.

A mad eyed preacher tries to lecture the world back from the abyss.

The avenging 'Hand of God' meets out justice against criminal pimps from his community.

A homicidal diarist decides he's had enough and plans to kill members of the selfish 1%.

And then there's the return of Blackmore, the spy master general.
Happy reading and hope you have a good week.

Cheers

Arun

Amazon.co.uk
https://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/product/B...

Amazon.com
https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00...


message 16: by Sheridan (new)

Sheridan Cooper | 1 comments Hi Everyone!

Unfortunately I can make my book free forever (Amazon terms). It is now going for $0.99. Here's the plot:

It doesn't get more romantic than Ricky staying in the same house as Flora. But love is the last thing on their minds - he wants to steal her inheritance and leave. At least that's the plan until he finds Flora to be different from the women he dated.
Just Ricky's luck to fall in love with the one woman who can send him back to jail. Click on the link below

https://www.amazon.com/Until-Dark-for...


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Robert Lampros Free novel for review, email rlampros27@yahoo.com with your address (within the U.S.) and I'll send you a copy of Last Year's Resolution, an Apocalyptic romantic comedy.

“The writing was simple and felt like a classic book I should have read years ago. The characters were well developed and the gentle romance felt sincere and really carried the story well… It is Christian enough to be called Christian romance but it’s also secular enough to pass as a simple love story… A comfortable cross between contemporary fiction and love.” - Valicity Garris, Author


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Renae Watson | 3 comments Comply by Renae Watson my book is about a man who goes on a mission to save his family.


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Terrence Perera (terrenceperera) | 18 comments Unsuitable Boys! by Terrence Perera

"Unsuitable Boys" by Terrence Perera

The novel commences as a delightful romantic comedy of errors where parents choose the wrong boys for their daughters and where the concept of arranged marriages in Sri Lanka is explored. Further, as a foil to these innocent young loves, there is the sordid affair of the uncle.

Nevertheless, the story takes a tragic turn when one parent, a powerful political figure, decides to terminate his daughter’s love affair by terminating the life of her lover!

The novel takes place in that sad period in Sri Lanka’s history where a “psychosis of fear” pervaded the country and disappearances, killings and abduction by “white vans” were the order of the day.
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Terrence Perera (terrenceperera) | 18 comments Sri Lankan and Zimbabwean Memories by Terrence Perera

Sri Lankan and Zimbabwean Memories by Terrence Perera

The book is a collection of autobiographical reminiscences of the author’s life, mainly in Sri Lanka and Zimbabwe. The author has also lived in Australia, Zambia and Canada.

He came to Zimbabwe with his family in 1981 just after that country obtained independence. The book explores his personal experiences in Zimbabwe. It relates, particularly in the chapter, “The Mount Pleasant Sports Club”, of how the author overcame racial prejudices and formed intimate, lasting friendships with many of his White colleagues. https://www.amazon.com/author/terrenc...


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Terrence Perera (terrenceperera) | 18 comments Hernando Villa A Sri Lankan Love Story by Terrence Perera

“Hernando Villa: A Sri Lankan Love Story” by Terrence Perera

The book is about the upper class Hernando family living at Goratuwa, a town in Sri Lanka. With this family as the central focus of the book, stories are also told of people connected to the Hernando family – their Tamil friends whom they saved during the 1983 race riots and their Sinhalese friends who had an inter-caste, inter-religious marriage.

The love story is between Nihal Hernando and Padma Rajaratnam. Padma is sent by her parents in Canada to Sri Lanka to get herself a suitable husband: a husband who is Jaffna-Tamil, high-caste and Hindu! Nihal’s parents want him to marry a Sinhala, Christian girl of the same caste as themselves.

The book deals with how both families initially vehemently oppose this love affair, but eventually give in and consent to the marriage.
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Terrence Perera (terrenceperera) | 18 comments Turmoil at the Villa by Terrence Perera

“Turmoil at the Villa” by Terrence Perera

“Turmoil at the Villa” is the sequel to “Hernando Villa”. The main theme of the book is that ancient old story of an upper-class boy falling in love with a lower-class girl. This theme is explored in an interesting manner in the context of Sri Lankan customs and attitudes. William, the younger brother, falls in love with a girl who the family regards as being far beneath them in social standing!

“Turmoil at the Villa” also deals with political intrigue and corruption in high places. Reshan Hernando, the head of the family, has long eschewed politics; but he is finally persuaded to contest a seat in Parliament and is subsequently appointed a Senior Cabinet Minister. He is a novice in this “dirty game of politics” and cannot see through the corruption and manoeuvrings that are taking place. When he finally does see what is going on and takes action, tragedy befalls the family. https://www.amazon.com/author/terrenc...


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Terrence Perera (terrenceperera) | 18 comments Hernando Villa A Sri Lankan Love Story by Terrence Perera

AN EXTRAORDINARY BOOK REVIEW!

5.0 out of 5 starsI'm Ready To Move to Hernando Villa!
By D.A. Wintsmith on May 29, 2016

I came to HERNANDO VILLA with no knowledge of Sri Lanka, Tamils, Sinhalese, or anything about their culture and history. I also came with an embarrassing tendency to confuse the name Sri Lanka with Shangri-La. So you can see the level of my complete ignorance. Still, HERNANDO VILLA was easily accessible to me as a reader.

The charming contemporary couple who own the Villa and their best friends seemed familiar to me, and I realized that I knew their counterparts here in the USA. There was a theme of family and couples humor throughout, set against the terrifying backdrop of recent racial violence, terrorist, and nature at her worst. The tendency in western literature is to write about dysfunctional families, and the Hernandos have their share of drama with secrets and meddling aunts and star-crossed lovers, but they go about it with class and style, and most importantly with concern for the human element of situations, which I have witnessed in everyday life but rarely see captured in books.

This is the kind of book one can go back to and live in for a while. The people are that pleasant, and yet not in the least dull. Well, not everyone is pleasant -- there is Aunt Margie who wants to rule the family but she gets her due, really more than her due finally. And there are the awful prospective husbands that the matchmaker keeps presenting to the families with eligible daughters. There is the racial bias that even families who are friends with people of different races and castes must deal with. And there is courage and heroism and tragedy. In short, it is life, captured in an easy read that makes you ponder without pontificating.
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Arun Ellis | 8 comments The book 'Uprising' will be FREE on Amazon for Kindle download until Friday 10th March 2017
Uprising by Arun D. Ellis

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Hi

Just to let you know that my book 'Uprising' will be FREE on Amazon for Kindle/PC download from Monday 6th to Friday 10th March 2017. All I ask is that you tell your friends and leave a review.

Set in a dystopian future; all wealth is in the hands of the Corporations, the 1% whilst the 99% live in economic debt or poverty on sink estates in the North. Terry works for Relocations, his job is to relocate undesirables to these estates. Unfortunately for Terry he is late for work once too often and is himself relocated to a sink. But Terry is not all he seems. Why is he there and who does he really work for?

Sample below:

Cramming the last piece of toast into his mouth Terry Jones grabbed his jacket and left his apartment for the office. He’d had the option of a high-rise within walking distance when he was first assigned to Relocations; his reasons for turning it down had seemed sound; cost = astronomical, space = minimal. Now, and not for the first time, he wished he’d taken it. That morning he’d set his alarm earlier than usual in the hopes of beating the rush hour traffic, problem was he never really managed to keep to his schedule (poor time management or lousy schedule?) and he found himself, yet again, bumper to bumper and yet again, late for work.
Brian Olsen made the final adjustments to his tie, jacket and hair before leaving the men’s room and heading to his desk; all the while diligently maintaining an erect 6ft 6in posture, a copy of today’s Times clamped under his right arm, his brief case gripped firmly in his right hand, and as he strode he repeated his mantra over and over in his head ‘today I will excel, today I will exceed all expectations, today I will excel, today I will exceed all expectations….’

Rain Morgan, stared at the free drinks machine for a few moments before selecting a cappuccino with sugar. Her actual name was Rainbow Sunset, her mother having one her odd moments, but she preferred Rain. She was quickly joined by Debby Jenna and Phillippa Djukovic; just time for a quick debrief of Phillippa’s date with Simon Brookes from Finance.
Peter Illyffe, the divisional manager for Relocations 1, left his office and headed for the usual 8:30 briefing in meeting room 3, aka the cupboard due to its lack of size and windows. His staff fell in behind, a well-rehearsed troupe, that is everyone except Terry Jones who was still driving fruitlessly round and round the car park.

The room filled quickly; those lucky enough to get in the door first grabbed a seat at the table, Peter at their head.

“Morning everyone,” he said, to which there were the usual responses of “morning, morning Peter,” a few nods and coughs and a silky “morning, Boss” from Brian, tall even when sitting down. “No Terry, I see?”

This too was greeted by the usual responses, initial silence, then embarrassed coughs or ums…. followed by a clear and unequivocal “he’s not in yet, Boss” from Brian. Peter made a note in the top corner of his meeting notes, as usual.

“Ok, everyone got a copy of today’s agenda?” general nods everywhere, “good, ok – item one then – the recent merger with Alderson’s. As per our meeting yesterday morning I’ve checked up the line and can confirm that Alderson’s Relocations are being wound down and we will ‘inherit their workload’.”

“Relocations are being relocated.” Phillippa’s quip was not altogether unexpected; there were a few groans.

“Thank you Phillippa,” said Peter.

“How big a workload we talking?” asked Rain.

“Approx half again our existing workload,” replied Peter.

“Will we be getting more staff?” Rain again.

“No,” said Peter.

“But how are we meant to cope with that?” asked Debby, saying what the others were thinking.

“By ‘working smarter’,” Brian jumped in, borrowing one of Peter’s ‘phrases of the moment’, “and if some people spent less time at the coffee machine talking then we’d get a lot more done.”

“Who’re you on about?” demanded Debby, realising too late that by asking the question she had singled herself out. Peter made another note at the top of his meeting papers.

“Moving on” said Peter, sounding tired, “there will be a further meeting at 2pm today with the team from Alderson’s so we can ‘manage the handover’ smoothly. Rain and I will attend that. Another quick point, the company will no longer be providing free drinks.”

There was a collective gasp, then “Why’re they changing it?” asked Debby, “I mean we’ve had free coffee for years now.” For some reason her mouth seemed to be working overtime this morning, in the absence of Terry it could be deemed she had assumed his mantle.

“As you all know we’re facing ever ‘stiffer competition’ out there, which is one of the reasons we’ve been merged with Alderson’s. The Efficiency Department has identified that the company could save almost £100,000 a year by moving to a ‘pay for your own’ drinks environment.”

“Can we bring a kettle and make our own drinks?” asked Phillippa.

“No,” replied Peter, “that would mean providing kitchen facilities – an added expense.”

“What about a flask?” asked Brian.

“Flasks are OK,” said Peter, flashing him a grateful smile.

“If you can drink anything from a flask,” muttered Rain.

“Everyone, now, come to order, please.” Peter was becoming irritated and the strain of not showing it was telling on his stress levels. At that point Terry opened the door and slipped into the room, “Ah! Mr. Jones, glad you could join us.”

“Sorry I’m late,” said Terry “couldn’t find anywhere to park.”

“There were loads of spaces when I got here at 8:00,” said Brian.

“I got held up in traffic,” offered Terry, his expression hopeful.

“Then might I suggest you leave earlier,” replied Brian, “we all make the effort to be here on time, it’s only ever you who’s late.”

“Thank you, Brian,” Peter interceded. “OK the final point, we’ve had a report from C.I.T, the Counter Intelligence Team,” he elaborated, staring pointedly at Phillippa over whose head most things of import were known to sail, “that we have a ‘heightened terror threat’ as a result of our merger with Alderson’s.” He waited for the information to sink in then continued by way of explanation, “Apparently we’re now the 3rd largest provider of labour resource in the EU so it makes us an even bigger target.” Phillippa looked on the verge of tears, possibly at being singled out for the stare, the rest were demonstrating variously dismay or affected disinterest but no-one spoke. “So everybody please ‘stay alert, stay vigilant’ and re-watch the compulsory DVD ‘Terror and Counter Terrorism’. Remember, ‘we’re all in this together’ and it’s up to each and every one of us to …‘keep the workplace safe’.”

Terry winced; he was convinced that Peter’s insistence on speaking in inverted commas and quoting the company watchwords at every opportunity had a damaging effect on his psyche.

“Did anyone see the news this morning?” asked Rain, too brightly. “There was an explosion in the town centre.”

“Yeah,” chipped in Debby, “near Macheson’s.”

“They said something about 20 casualties,” Rain added, “it’s awful”.

“Did they say who it was?” asked Terry.

“It’s a bit early for that kind of info,” snapped Brian.

“I dunno,” defended Terry, “they sometimes give a warning.”

“That’s the Red Freedoms,” said Debby, “the Black Hands don’t give a warning.”

“Which could imply the Black Hands,” said Terry, settling in for a natter on the merits and demerits of one terrorist organisation’s way of doing business versus another.

“OK,” interrupted Peter, forestalling further chat, “Any questions?”

“Parking,” said Terry, opportunistic as ever, “when are they doing something about parking?”

“As we said yesterday and the day before and, oh yes, as we’ve been saying every day in all these months since you joined us, they aren’t going to do anything about the parking, thank you, Terry.” Peter stared round the table, lingering on Phillippa, as if daring any more utterances.

“When are they going to fix the tower clock?” she asked, making a sterling effort to fight back tears.

“And they aren’t going to fix the clock, either, Phillippa. As we’ve already said it will cost too much to repair. Any more questions?”

Silence.

“Good, back to work all of you, except you Terry, if you could just stay back a minute.”
The others filed out of the room and closed the door behind them.

“You were late again Terry.”

“I know but it was the traffic….”

“Traffic is not an excuse, Terry,” said Peter, “you should know to factor that in to your plans. Also, as I recall, Human Resources offered you an apartment close by when you joined us, a much sought after facility that had only come available due to the unfortunate demise of your predecessor.” He fell silent, possibly in recognition of human frailty and the fact that the previous occupant had thrown himself ungratefully off the 7th floor balcony of the much vaunted facility. “You are paid to be here between the hours of 8:30 and 5:00. It’s up to you to get yourself here on time.”

“Yes,” said Terry, for once recognising a time when the less words said might be the better.

“Everyone else manages to be here. I have to come from further away than you so I leave earlier. Brian always gets here at 8:00.”

“I know,” Terry murmured, humbly, while thinking 'yeah but Brian hasn’t got a life…'

“And he doesn’t leave his desk until 5.45 whereas you are packed and out the door by 5:10 if you can get away with it.”

Again, Brian hasn’t got a life …“I always do my hours…”

“Do you want to see your clocking in sheet?” asked Peter. Terry ducked his head; he knew what it would show. “The thing is Terry, it’s not working out for us; I think we need to move you on.”

Terry grimaced “I’m sorry Peter, I promise I will get here earlier in future.”

“I’m afraid it’s too late, Terry, Galaxy has already collated your data and raised it with Human Resources. They’ve spotlighted you and put in the transfer request.”

“You mean I’m already on the List?” asked Terry. “That was quick.”

Peter gave him a look; he was a strange one and no mistake, “Should come through in a few days. …Obviously you can’t be on site when it comes through, that would create a conflict of interest so your employment with Peter Brookes will be terminated this morning.”

Terry placed his head in his hands; his date with Cathy in Finance had just gone down the pan.

“I’m sorry, Terry but you knew your stats were in the system. It was only a matter of time before Galaxy highlighted you. You know the drill; it’s out of my hands.”

“I know, I know,” said Terry.

“I’m afraid I have to escort you off the premises.” Terry nodded. “Straight from this meeting.”

“Right now? Don’t I get to say goodbye to anyone?”

“Afraid not, you will be clocked out …” Peter flicked through his paperwork, “5 minutes from now. Sorry but there’s nothing I can do.”

“Yeah, I know,” said Terry, “I know how the system works.”


Happy reading, hope you have a good week.

Cheers

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Arun Ellis | 8 comments The book 'Insurrection' will be FREE on Amazon for Kindle download until Wednesday 15th March 2017
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Hi

Just to let you know that my book 'Insurrection' will be FREE on Amazon for Kindle/PC download from Saturday 11th to Wednesday 15th March 2017. All I ask is that you tell your friends and leave a review.

A group of well-heeled, geriatric friends, all ex service men and women, are so incensed at the callous and sustained ruination of their country that they resolve to make a stand, to arm themselves and to fight, to rid the land of their greedy leaders, to attack the political elites in their haven, the Houses of Parliament, even if it means making the ultimate sacrifice - will they go through with their murderous plans? A mad-eyed Preacher - is he all that he seems to be? What links them? Where will they all end up?

Sample below:

All around him lay his comrades, brave men of the 24th. The crack of rifles mingled with the cries of the wounded. He loaded a cartridge into the breach of his Martini-Henry and levelled the bayonet to meet the oncoming Zulus. He felt the warmth against his face, eyes closed he smelt the dry air, a slight breeze ruffled through his hair as he slowly exhaled. He heard the tune of Hound Dog and Elvis blasting away, then a heavy banging...

"Alb, you alright in there?"

"What the...?" he mumbled, rubbing his forehead, "Bugger."

"Alb?" Gerry sounded concerned; next step would be the warden and the master key.

"Yeah, yeah," he responded, struggling out his chair. His current favourite book, 'The Washing of the Spears ' slid off his lap and onto the floor, "Coming, give us a chance, won't you."

During the years they’d lived in the Eden Hall Retirement Village, as residents died and apartments became vacant, Alb Rayner and Gerry Arbuthnot had contrived re-locations until they now lived next door to one another; best friends as children, best man at each other’s wedding, they’d billeted together in the army and saw no reason why they shouldn’t support each other in their dotage. (Alb’s words)

Now Gerry's hands trembled slightly as he put the two mugs of tea on the low table and slumped gratefully into the armchair. He looked across the room; at the lines of bookshelves that held the non-fiction that had sustained his friend for all the years he'd known him. For once Alb had no book in his hand, although one was lying open nearby, instead his attention was fixed on the TV, a large flat screened, surround-sound, effort bought so recently that the excitement of watching even boring shows on such a large and loud scale had yet to wear off. Alb had justified the purchase with the stridently voiced comment that since 'not a lot else' was going on in his life except counting the days to death and since he'd no-one to leave his money to even when that happened he would spend it while he could.

“You're just in time, some people’s issues programme's about to start," he muttered, remote in hand, "that poncey prick Tommy Boyle.”

“Ah, the lie detector show, that crap, turn it up, will ya.” There was apparently even less going on in Gerry's life.

"Did you see old Pete died?" Alb was a font of local knowledge, mostly from reading the obituaries.

"A real shame, he wasn't that old either," said Gerry, for once he too had heard the gossip.

"76 next birthday," said Alb; to them at 80 and 81 respectively Pete had been a mere stripling. "Not yet 76 and his bloody kids bunged him in a dump like that." He shivered; 'that' had been a state-run nursing home and could've been his fate too if it weren't for his Army pension and some good investments. His greatest terror, something that could wake him at night sweating, was the loss of his freedom and his beloved books.

"You'd have thought they could've looked after him, bloody selfish little shits." Gerry was instantly outraged, like blue touch paper lit on a firecracker, "You remember, when my old mum moved in with me and Gwen after dad died, we knew how to look after our own in those days."

"Yep," said Alb, who'd done the same for his dad, "it wasn't all me, me, me back then, people were a community."

"We looked out for each other," Gerry was warming to the theme; though they'd gone over the ground time and again, "no-one would've put their parents away, even in places like this."

He waved his hand to take in the whole set up; thirty-two separate one bedroom, ground floor apartments, arranged in a figure of eight around two central courtyards. Each had its own kitchen and lounge but there were communal facilities; a kitchenette, a sun room, a casual dining area and a large TV lounge. The Eden Hall Retirement Village was well equipped with all manner of amenities; available to all with the money to pay for it.

They fell silent, both taking a sip of tea and staring at the TV, the music started and they were entranced in an instant, part of the show, ready to be introduced to the mess-ups some people call their lives, ready to be entertained.

The host of the show, Tommy Boyle, tall, debonair and utterly lethal, his frame dominating the scene, turned to the large, amorphous mass on his right, “Felicity, please, tell us why you’re here.”

“Well, Tommy,” Felicity (all 22 stone of her) bounced in the chair, her arms gesticulating this way and that, “I’m pregnant right an’ Randall, my boyfriend won’t believe I ‘aven’t ‘ad sex wiv no-one else, just ‘im.”

"Bugger me, I'd believe her," Gerry was leaning out of his chair, nearly spilling his tea, "I'm surprised she's had sex with anybody, I mean who the hell could fancy that?"

The crux of the story laid bare the audience relaxed, waiting for the maestro to begin his dissection; “So for you, Felicity, it's clear, it's your boyfriend's baby.”

“Yeah,” said Felicity, the coquettish look she produced sat uneasily on her shapeless face.

"Right, let's get him in here," said Tommy. He put out one arm in a welcoming gesture and onto the stage slouched a tall and skinny youth with a spotty complexion. He made a face at the audience, some hissing at him having already made up their minds, and slumped into a chair.

"Okay Randall," started Tommy, "Felicity has told us that she's pregnant and that you don't believe it's yours."

"I know it ain't," spat Randall, adjusting his position, angling his body away from Felicity's.

"Gawd, will you look at that," guffawed Alb.

"What a bloody mess," said Gerry, trying to make up his mind if the youth's hair was wet or simply greasy. "A quick spell in the army wouldn't do him any harm."

"Too bloody right," agreed Alb, "reckon that goes for most of the lay-abouts."

"Yor a liar," barked Felicity, rising monstrously from her chair. The two book-end bouncers waiting in the wings moved closer at a quick signal from Tommy but she subsided into her chair as quickly as she'd risen from it.

The argument raged back and forth on screen, the all too familiar pattern of lies and deceit; baring your lives to the studio audience's ridicule as well as that of the watching millions, all in the name of entertainment.

Gerry sighed heavily; the repetition was depressing, "We got any biscuits?"

"No, you got any in your place?"

"No," said Gerry, "but I bet Ken has."

Ken Grewcock lived in one of the apartments along the way, a mere minute's walk yet neither could summon the energy to move; they continued to stare at the TV.

Tommy was in command again, doing his showman bit, playing to the audience, "Okay, Randall, we get the general idea, you don't trust Felicity." He paused for effect, “So, if you don’t trust her, why is it that you’re still with her?"

Randall fidgeted in his seat and played with his nose, then picked it with his thumb, "'Cause I luv 'er, doan I." The camera homed in on Randall's tears and then cut to Felicity. She put out a chubby arm and looked tenderly at him.

"Well, if you love each other so much, why are we here?" asked Tommy, "Surely you can make it work together, for the sake of the baby."

"It ain't my fuckin' kid," retorted Randall, tears dried.

"What makes you think it isn't?" asked Tommy.

"I just know, ok," sullen now, head on chest, his voice a low mumble.

"It's your baby," Felicity's voice was ragged with tears, "I love you an' I ain't been wiv no-one else, on my muvver's life."

"Well, we can establish the truth of that statement," said Tommy, stretching his hand out for the 'golden envelope of truth' in a theatrical gesture, "Felicity took the lie detector test this morning and we asked her 'have you had sex with anyone else since dating Randall?'"

Both Gerry and Alb had leaned forward, breath bated, in an unconscious mirroring of the studio audience's reaction.

Tommy glanced round at the audience and then looked at Felicity, ".....and she said 'No'."

He paused for effect and the audience, expectant, leant further forwards in their seats, a pin dropping would have caused mayhem, "and the lie detector test said.....she was........LYING."

At that the audience erupted with gasps, groans, laughs and general abuse directed at both individuals on the stage. Gerry added his own tirade to the general cacophony.

"D'you know," Alb's voice sounded strained, "I blame Thatcher, her and her 'no such thing as society'. We used to look after each other, in the old days, but it's different today." Gerry had half an ear on the TV and half on Alb, never a good thing to do as he would keep talking until he got proper acknowledgement of his point. "No-one looks out for anyone anymore, as soon as you're old they bung you somewhere to die, 'cause that's what they want to do... forget us until we die, then they whisk us away and bung us in the ground, just like that."

"Yeah," said Gerry, "know what you mean."

"And everything we were, everything we stood for, our experiences...."
Gerry caught his drift, "Yeah ...it's a real shame, a man like Pete, all his memories and now they're all gone, lost forever."

He was now quite depressed and was about to say more when Alb, in one of his quick mood changes muttered, "Still, no use cryin' over spilt milk," whilst pulling himself up and out of the chair. He fiddled with the remote, turning off the TV, "Come on; let's go see about those biscuits."

Happy reading, hope you have a good week.

Cheers

Arun

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Arun Ellis | 8 comments The book 'The Cull' will be FREE on Amazon for Kindle download from Thursday 16th March 2017 until Monday 20th March 2017
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Hi

Just to let you know that the book 'The Cull' will be FREE on Amazon for Kindle/PC download from Thursday 16th March to Monday 20th March 2017. Please fell free to pass this on to your friends.

With the world's oil supplies running out can the wealthy elites pull off a reduction in the world's population in one engineered mega disaster? Who can stop them? Who would even know to

Sample below:
Prologue

For Sir Digby Chalfont, a connoisseur, of all the women in the group, one stood out. She was tall, with impeccably cut, gleaming bronze hair.

He noted the Givenchy Pandora box bag slung over the shoulder of her black crepe trouser suit, a Tyrwhitt, if he was not mistaken, and the raspberry shirt that softened the aquiline face was certainly an Emilio Pucci. He imagined a crop twitching against her Eleonaro black riding boots; the thought causing him to smile as he homed in. He had no idea of her standing in the group, although the clothes gave a hint to her status. He cared little; she was the most attractive person in the room and he intended to make himself known to her; his newly acquired knighthood must be good for something.

The faint silk scent of the window drapes was now combined with the perfume of luxurious colognes. The Chairman, a portly man with a well-used face, experienced the effect without enjoyment; well used to the smell of money. Taking advantage of his central seat on the small platform he surveyed the room. He was impressed all over again at the power of the Committee; to be able to summon two hundred people from the international political, military, industrial and social elites at such short notice and achieve their attendance was no mean feat.

Clusters of men, mostly white and middle-aged, their dark, sombre suits offset by a few in full dress uniform, a scattering of crisp white djellabas and several in multi-coloured dashikis. He noted the women; not enough to tip the balance.

All were veterans of this type of gathering, some chatting easily to each other, most keeping their own counsel. At the Chairman's nod, the man who'd been awaiting the signal detached himself from the group and walked to the podium; tall, slim, dark hair at the distinguished stage.

Kurt Silverman, Head of the Institute of Research. He cut an athletic figure; he looked good and he knew it. He also knew that he was amongst those for whom personal appearance mattered less than power and holdings; in that respect he was not their equal, he was there to serve them.

The view offered to him from the uplifted podium was of rows of seats, each one occupied by a glossy A4 booklet he'd prepared and placed there earlier. Gradually, as if in response to an unspoken suggestion, members of the group began to move to these seats.

After a short time the Chairman rose to his feet, his dark grey Kiton suit struggling valiantly to contain and command his ample body.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome," he said, his voice carrying without effort to the back of the room. Given the ratio of male to female and, more pertinently, the balance of power he might have been forgiven for saying, 'welcome gentlemen'. Having caught the eagle eye of the auburn-haired woman in black, seated next to Sir Digby, such a lapse had been rendered impossible. He waved his hand towards the podium, introduced Kurt in a few crisp words and resumed his seat.

Kurt spoke, his voice betraying a slight nervousness; this was an august company and he would have been a fool not to have regard for their power,

"Thank you for inviting me here to deliver, for your consideration, the proposed solution to the most pressing issue of our times; 'Peak Oil'."

He paused, making deliberate eye contact with the front row, then continued, "As you know, in the 70s it was estimated we would reach Peak Oil somewhere around 2015, after which the rate of production was expected to enter terminal decline, giving us a global fuel crisis somewhere about 2075."

He clicked a hand held device and the screen behind him came to life, showing a map of the location of the last known oil reserves, "However, increased warfare, rises in manufacturing and rampant population growth has meant a massively increased demand. We passed Peak Oil in 2005. As a result, we will reach the projected fuel crisis much sooner than expected."

He clicked again and the screenshot changed, "Of course, we took steps over the last few decades to try and contain the situation. Thanks to the work of the Neo Liberals in the eighties and nineties we were able to offset the increasing costs of oil production by shifting costs of manufacturing to the more cost effective labour force of the third world."

Kurt indicated with a smile the six-strong delegation from China, all male, in identical Prince of Wales check suits and to his eye, with identical faces. He gestured to the smaller group from India, two serious-looking men and one elderly, petite, sari-clad woman.

"You may recall it was estimated that we'd need a further three decades before the third world would be strong enough to take over the consumption of the West."

He paused before delivering the punch line, "I'm happy to say our recent studies have revealed that the new consumers are there in abundance as we speak, and more than able to take up the slack."

A few heads looked up at this revelation, most didn't react at all. Kurt had no time to wonder if they'd already had this information, he had to move on to the crux of the matter.

"This being the case not only have we no further need of the northern hemisphere labour market, we now have no interest in their continued ability to buy our products. In short we have no further need to sustain this part of the population."

Kurt was moving with poise now, as another chart appeared on the screen showing world population levels, "You will be aware of various natural phenomena supporting our aims of constraining population growth; the greatest of which are Aids and famine. The policy of appearing to work towards their eradication whilst achieving very little seems to be working. That takes care of Africa. Helpfully, Eastern and Southern European countries are being depopulated via sustained civil war and ethnic cleansing."

He paused, then, "Rapid economic cleansing is also underway; highly desirable areas of France and Spain are being de-populated and in the UK, London is being cleared to make way for settlement by the very wealthy, with the rest of the South-East to follow."

He couldn't prevent the smug grin that crossed his face; he'd recently snapped up some exquisite properties just outside Primrose Hill, so felt he had to follow up with, "Of course, you will get first pick of these prime slices of real estate as they become available. In fact, I believe you can book your plots now, is that right, Mr. Chairman?"

The Chairman rose awkwardly, caught out by the change of subject, but the words flowed with practiced ease, "Superior Homes has created an exclusive brochure, copies of which will be available in the foyer as you leave conference. You'll find outline plans for a deluxe chateau in an average lot size of 3,000 hectares in the new territories. "

An electric buzz swept the room.

Kurt judged the time was right for the big announcement, "However, attritional reduction of population in these areas is not enough for our needs. We must contain America, the biggest oil consumer on the planet."

Kurt looked round the room, then invested his voice with strength, "We now need to move into the last phase of our plan, which we are calling 'Operation Downsize'. I'd like to introduce General Nathan Goldhirsch of the US Army who will explain it to you."

The US contingent stirred in their seats and a tall man in full dress uniform rose to his feet and headed towards the platform. "That's US Marine Corps, Kurt," he said, smiling. There was a smattering of laughter, quickly suppressed.

"Okay," said the General, his frown bringing them back to complete order, "let's get down to business. We need to reduce the US of A population by at least 25% and we can't pussy-foot around. Economic destabilisation brings its own problems and we have one helluva civilian army out there, all armed. If they get a sniff of what's going on all hell will break loose. So, we gotta do it quickly." He turned to the screen and pointed at the image that appeared, "This here is La Palma, one of the Canary Islands."

A hush settled on the room, this was where it started to get serious.

The screen changed. "And this is the Cumbre Vieja volcano, it is extremely volatile." The screen changed again, "This is the western face of the volcano, which is gradually collapsing. One day, in the natural course of things this side will fall into the sea creating a mega tsunami which will sweep across the Atlantic, ravage the Bahamas and reach the Eastern seaboard in a matter of hours."

He allowed the magnitude of the pronouncement a few moments to settle then delivered the coup de grace, "Well, we don't have time to wait for the natural course of things, ladies and gentlemen, so we intend to blow the whole damn thing sky high. And we're doing it soon." 

Happy reading, hope you have a good week.

Cheers

Arun

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Terrence Perera (terrenceperera) | 18 comments Hernando Villa A Sri Lankan Love Story by Terrence Perera

Hernando Villa: A Review by Thulasi Muttulingam in Ceylon Today

The “Love Story” is between Nihal Hernando and Padma, the daughter of the Tamil family the Hernandos had rescued during the 1983 ethnic riots. That family had fled to Canada. But when it is time for Padma to marry, they send her back to Sri Lanka to find a “suitable boy” via the arranged marriage proposal system. They might be Canadian citizens now but they want Padma to marry a boy of their own race, religion and caste. Padma, who stays with her aunt in Wellawatte, is invited by the Hernandos to stay at their villa too, where she soon strikes up a friendship with Nihal and his sister Manel, who are close to her in age.

While the Hernandos and Rajanathans (Padma’s family) are close friends, both sets of families are horrified by the developing relationship between their son and daughter. It offends the notions of both the upper caste Sinhalese Christian parents as well as the upper caste Tamil Hindu parents. However, as befits educated parents of the 21st century, they bow to the inevitable (though not before various attempts to dissuade the two lovers), and accept the romance with grace.

The book is well crafted, with various threads being skillfully interwoven to give a colourful but real idea of Sri Lankan life, spanning different decades, cultures and societies. As if all that were not enough, Perera also manages to interweave aspects of the war, the race riots and the tsunami in, bringing to light different characters and how they were affected by it / acted through it.

For so ambitious an undertaking, there is nothing arduous in the book, either in the writing - or for the reader, in the reading. It is one of those “unputdownable” books that will keep the reader turning the pages to know what happened next. I read the book in one night.
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Balasingh Chellappan | 1 comments Hi All,
This is Bala, from Carmel, Indiana, United States. I am happy to share with you all that I published my book in Amazon last week. The book name is "When you touch the rainbow". Your feedback and comments are welcome! :-)
When the Rainbow Fairy visits Emma in a dream, Emma decides to take up the challenge to save her village. But before she can get the Rainbow Power, she has to get her dad to play with her. Emma's creative ideas and her dad's support lead to seven days of games and seven important lessons.
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Stephen Black | 4 comments The Zoo - Free thru Dec 17th, 2018
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Stephen Black | 4 comments Final Balance - Free until July 3rd, 2019

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Saurav Chakraborty (sauravchakraborty) | 5 comments It gives me immense pleasure to share my new book " THE SEEDS OF A GAME"

THE SEEDS OF A GAME

About the book:

It is 1910. The City of Bombay has become the most important centre of trade and commerce for the British empire but what no one would guess is that the city is also on its way to become the centre point of a foreign sport, a sport which would go on to change the dynamics of the social entertainment in the city.

Five hundred years after it was officially discovered, Cricket as a game is only a leisurely societal amusement for the people of the City of Bombay, but only until four young boys from diverse social backgrounds decide to try their hand in this foreign game, unaware, that they would ultimately be the ones to change the way people viewed the game.

As the four young boys, Zubin Electricwala, Vimal Dev Patel, Iqbal Raza and Chirantan Roy try to come to terms with this foreign game and also with the opposition against the game, one fact which no one can ignore is that Cricket as a game is here to stay.

The Seeds of a Game is the first book in “The Cricket saga” series.

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Saurav Chakraborty (sauravchakraborty) | 5 comments It gives me immense pleasure to share with you all one of my books.

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I & Garcia

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Sierra Small | 1 comments Miserable in Maui by Sierra Small

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Unfortunately, Blake is just days away from marrying a combative woman. To solve his dilemma, he meets Bridget—a broke and abandoned life coach that develops feelings for him. Although she is being self-serving, Bridget is willing to do whatever it takes to make sure he doesn't make a monumental mistake by following through with the wedding.

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Stephen Black | 4 comments Free on Amazon from December 15-19 (a fast-paced read)

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Saurav Chakraborty (sauravchakraborty) | 5 comments A book of short stories is exclusively available on Kindle and can be read for free on Kindle Unlimited..

Once Upon A Time: Short Stories Once Upon A Time Short Stories by Saurav Chakraborty

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Twelve different fictional short stories about a time which has been lost in history, about some people of those forgone Centuries, about some events which will make us smile, and about life like it used to be then.

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Enjoy the discovery made by two Japanese explorers about a fifteenth century Japanese King from some ancient Japanese manuscripts in “ The Secret Library of Ishikawa”; Wait for the outcome of an investigation by an aged French detective in early 1900’s Saigon of the murder of a British researcher, and other short stories.

From the riches of Paris to the hanging tombs of Sichuan; from the moving houses of Balanga to the terrains of a mountain filled with a mysterious ancient substance, from the secretly ancient gifted houses of Budapest to the empty houses of Kent, Once Upon A Time is a flashback into the forgone eras.

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Arun Ellis | 8 comments FREE BOOK from Amazon for Kindle/PC/mobile from Friday 28th Feb 2020 to Tues 3rd Mar 2020 - perhaps something to read whilst we're all in quarantine

Corpalism by Arun D. Ellis Suddenly

A man may die, nations may rise and fall,
but an idea lives on.
John F. Kennedy

Cramming the last piece of toast into his mouth Terry Jones grabbed his jacket and left his apartment for the office.

He’d had the option of a high-rise within walking distance when he was first assigned to Relocations; his reasons for turning it down had seemed sound; cost = astronomical, space = minimal. Now, and not for the first time, he wished he’d taken it. That morning he’d set his alarm earlier than usual in the hopes of beating the rush hour traffic, problem was he never really managed to keep to his schedule (poor time management or lousy schedule?) and he found himself, yet again, bumper to bumper and yet again, late for work.

Brian Olsen made the final adjustments to his tie, jacket and hair before leaving the men’s room and heading to his desk; all the while diligently maintaining an erect 6ft 6in posture, a copy of today’s Times clamped under his right arm, his brief case gripped firmly in his right hand, and as he strode he repeated his mantra over and over in his head ‘today I will excel, today I will exceed all expectations, today I will excel, today I will exceed all expectations….’

Rain Morgan, stared at the free drinks machine for a few moments before selecting a cappuccino with sugar. Her actual name was Rainbow Sunset, her mother having one her odd moments, but she preferred Rain. She was quickly joined by Debby Jenna and Phillippa Djukovic; just time for a quick debrief of Phillippa’s date with Simon Brookes from Finance.

Peter Illyffe, the divisional manager for Relocations 1, left his office and headed for the usual 8:30 briefing in meeting room 3, aka the cupboard due to its lack of size and windows. His staff fell in behind, a well-rehearsed troupe, that is everyone except Terry Jones who was still driving fruitlessly round and round the car park.

The room filled quickly; those lucky enough to get in the door first grabbed a seat at the table, Peter at their head.

“Morning everyone,” he said, to which there were the usual responses of “morning, morning Peter,” a few nods and coughs and a silky “morning, Boss” from Brian, tall even when sitting down. “No Terry, I see?”

This too was greeted by the usual responses, initial silence, then embarrassed coughs or ums…. followed by a clear and unequivocal “he’s not in yet, Boss” from Brian. Peter made a note in the top corner of his meeting notes, as usual.

“Ok, everyone got a copy of today’s agenda?” general nods everywhere, “good, ok – item one then – the recent merger with Alderson’s. As per our meeting yesterday morning I’ve checked up the line and can confirm that Alderson’s Relocations are being wound down and we will ‘inherit their workload’.”

“Relocations are being relocated.” Phillippa’s quip was not altogether unexpected; there were a few groans.

“Thank you Phillippa,” said Peter.

“How big a workload we talking?” asked Rain.

“Approx half again our existing workload,” replied Peter.

“Will we be getting more staff?” Rain again.

“No,” said Peter.

“But how are we meant to cope with that?” asked Debby, saying what the others were thinking.

“By ‘working smarter’,” Brian jumped in, borrowing one of Peter’s ‘phrases of the moment’, “and if some people spent less time at the coffee machine talking then we’d get a lot more done.”

“Who’re you on about?” demanded Debby, realising too late that by asking the question she had singled herself out. Peter made another note at the top of his meeting papers.

“Moving on” said Peter, sounding tired, “there will be a further meeting at 2pm today with the team from Alderson’s so we can ‘manage the handover’ smoothly. Rain and I will attend that. Another quick point, the company will no longer be providing free drinks.”

There was a collective gasp, then “Why’re they changing it?” asked Debby, “I mean we’ve had free coffee for years now.” For some reason her mouth seemed to be working overtime this morning, in the absence of Terry it could be deemed she had assumed his mantle.

“As you all know we’re facing ever ‘stiffer competition’ out there, which is one of the reasons we’ve been merged with Alderson’s. The Efficiency Department has identified that the company could save almost £100,000 a year by moving to a ‘pay for your own’ drinks environment.”

“Can we bring a kettle and make our own drinks?” asked Phillippa.

“No,” replied Peter, “that would mean providing kitchen facilities – an added expense.”

“What about a flask?” asked Brian.

“Flasks are OK,” said Peter, flashing him a grateful smile.

“If you can drink anything from a flask,” muttered Rain.

“Everyone, now, come to order, please.” Peter was becoming irritated and the strain of not showing it was telling on his stress levels. At that point Terry opened the door and slipped into the room, “Ah! Mr. Jones, glad you could join us.”

“Sorry I’m late,” said Terry “couldn’t find anywhere to park.”

“There were loads of spaces when I got here at 8:00,” said Brian.

“I got held up in traffic,” offered Terry, his expression hopeful.

“Then might I suggest you leave earlier,” replied Brian, “we all make the effort to be here on time, it’s only ever you who’s late.”

“Thank you, Brian,” Peter interceded. “OK the final point, we’ve had a report from C.I.T, the Counter Intelligence Team,” he elaborated, staring pointedly at Phillippa over whose head most things of import were known to sail, “that we have a ‘heightened terror threat’ as a result of our merger with Alderson’s.” He waited for the information to sink in then continued by way of explanation, “Apparently we’re now the 3rd largest provider of labour resource in the EU so it makes us an even bigger target.” Phillippa looked on the verge of tears, possibly at being singled out for the stare, the rest were demonstrating variously dismay or affected disinterest but no-one spoke. “So everybody please ‘stay alert, stay vigilant’ and re-watch the compulsory DVD ‘Terror and Counter Terrorism’. Remember, ‘we’re all in this together’ and it’s up to each and every one of us to …‘keep the workplace safe’.”

Terry winced; he was convinced that Peter’s insistence on speaking in inverted commas and quoting the company watchwords at every opportunity had a damaging effect on his psyche.

“Did anyone see the news this morning?” asked Rain, too brightly. “There was an explosion in the town centre.”

“Yeah,” chipped in Debby, “near Macheson’s.”

“They said something about 20 casualties,” Rain added, “it’s awful”.

“Did they say who it was?” asked Terry.

“It’s a bit early for that kind of info,” snapped Brian.

“I dunno,” defended Terry, “they sometimes give a warning.”

“That’s the Red Freedoms,” said Debby, “the Black Hands don’t give a warning.”

“Which could imply the Black Hands,” said Terry, settling in for a natter on the merits and demerits of one terrorist organisation’s way of doing business versus another.

“OK,” interrupted Peter, forestalling further chat, “Any questions?”

“Parking,” said Terry, opportunistic as ever, “when are they doing something about parking?”

“As we said yesterday and the day before and, oh yes, as we’ve been saying every day in all these months since you joined us, they aren’t going to do anything about the parking, thank you, Terry.” Peter stared round the table, lingering on Phillippa, as if daring any more utterances.

“When are they going to fix the tower clock?” she asked, making a sterling effort to fight back tears.

“And they aren’t going to fix the clock, either, Phillippa. As we’ve already said it will cost too much to repair. Any more questions?”

Silence.

“Good, back to work all of you, except you Terry, if you could just stay back a minute.”

The others filed out of the room and closed the door behind them.

“You were late again Terry.”

“I know but it was the traffic….”

“Traffic is not an excuse, Terry,” said Peter, “you should know to factor that in to your plans. Also, as I recall, Human Resources offered you an apartment close by when you joined us, a much sought after facility that had only come available due to the unfortunate demise of your predecessor.” He fell silent, possibly in recognition of human frailty and the fact that the previous occupant had thrown himself ungratefully off the 7th floor balcony of the much vaunted facility. “You are paid to be here between the hours of 8:30 and 5:00. It’s up to you to get yourself here on time.”

“Yes,” said Terry, for once recognising a time when the less words said might be the better.

“Everyone else manages to be here. I have to come from further away than you so I leave earlier. Brian always gets here at 8:00.”

“I know,” Terry murmured, humbly, while thinking 'yeah but Brian hasn’t got a life…'

“And he doesn’t leave his desk until 5.45 whereas you are packed and out the door by 5:10 if you can get away with it.”

Again, Brian hasn’t got a life …“I always do my hours…”

“Do you want to see your clocking in sheet?” asked Peter. Terry ducked his head; he knew what it would show. “The thing is Terry, it’s not working out for us; I think we need to move you on.”

Terry grimaced “I’m sorry Peter, I promise I will get here earlier in future.”

“I’m afraid it’s too late, Terry, Galaxy has already collated your data and raised it with Human Resources. They’ve spotlighted you and put in the transfer request.”

“You mean I’m already on the List?” asked Terry. “That was quick.”

Peter gave him a look; he was a strange one and no mistake, “Should come through in a few days. …Obviously you can’t be on site when it comes through, that would create a conflict of interest so your employment with Peter Brookes will be terminated this morning.”

Terry placed his head in his hands; his date with Cathy in Finance had just gone down the pan.

“I’m sorry, Terry but you knew your stats were in the system. It was only a matter of time before Galaxy highlighted you. You know the drill; it’s out of my hands.”

“I know, I know,” said Terry.

“I’m afraid I have to escort you off the premises.” Terry nodded. “Straight from this meeting.”

“Right now? Don’t I get to say goodbye to anyone?”

“Afraid not, you will be clocked out …” Peter flicked through his paperwork, “5 minutes from now. Sorry but there’s nothing I can do.”

“Yeah, I know,” said Terry, “I know how the system works.”

Cheers

Arun


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Yazarah | 4 comments Your Vampire Hiro Awaits!

The Sickness-The Savant Chronicles by Yazarah

A dark, fantasy novel with a twist on vampire lore- this is no Twilight book.

Come connect with me on Instagram @the_sickness_yazarah


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Saurav Chakraborty (sauravchakraborty) | 5 comments I & Garcia I & Garcia by Saurav Chakraborty will be free on Kindle from 04/06/2020 12AM PDT to 06/06/2020 11.59PM PDT.

There are few things in this world, which when seen or felt from the other side, makes us feel surreal.

I & Garcia is a roller coaster journey of such thoughts and feelings of a book towards our human world.

Have we ever given a thought, what would happen if the books which we read and cherish have a secret unseen life within them?

Have we ever given a thought that the books which we keep in our homes and carry with us may have a very peculiar unseen form of liveliness within them.

what if those books are observing us everyday...living with us everyday...going through the same set of emotions as we go through?

what if, one day we no longer live, but they are there forever to tell our story to someone new who gets hold of them?

I & Garcia is a journey of the same thought.

About the book:
A country hit by an economic downturn... A continent torn apart by a war.... A nation on its path to Independence.....In between all these...A girl and a Book!

I & Garcia is a story of an extraordinary journey of an American Girl narrated by her favorite book.

How the destiny of a book changes upon being sold to a girl named Garcia and how the life of Garcia keeps on changing abruptly due to the constant historical events forms the major backdrop of the story.

Flowing through countries and continents, I & Garcia is everything that life is about !

The book is currently available on all kindle amazon websites.

Amazon.com link
https://www.amazon.com/I-GARCIA-SAURA...

Amazon UK link
https://www.amazon.co.uk/I-GARCIA-SAU...


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message 44: by Marian (new)

Marian Kebab (mmkebab) | 1 comments At 15, Cleopatra is years before Caesar & Antony. She's learning to rule, while her father slips into early retirement (true). The novels cover her various schemes to raise funds and get the empire back on it's feet. Not for children, adult themes, nothing graphic.

Historical figures and events, but all the characters are people that live in your neighborhood: stumbling into surprises, making mistakes, bonding. No Shakespearean Masterpiece Theater aristocrats here ... just people like the person who dashes into the "10 items only" line at the supermarket in front of you, with a cart extraordinarily full of very small items that each need to be scanned.

Download both books in the series for free: rifle through them like you used to do with books in a bookstore (remember that?).

This is a bit of an experiment: "historical" romantic-comedy. See what you think. Work for you? Needs something? Let me know.
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CLEOPATRA 54 BC
When Your Father Leaves You The Family Business
~or~
Who Let The Scribes Out?

In 54 BC, Egypt is in its death throes (5 years before Caesar steps foot in Egypt, 13 years before Antony) … the latest of many rise-and-falls due to its last nine Ptolemies. The first three were the empire builders: once Alexander the Great chased out the Persians, Ptolemies I, II, and IIII expanded the Egyptian empire and stuffed its treasury to bursting. The remaining Ptolemies from IV through XII, just spent the money like it had no end ... which of course, was a mistake. To make matters worse, with no funds left in Egypt, Ptolemy XII borrowed enormous amounts of cash from Roman moneylenders, for bribes to put himself back on the throne ... twice.

At 15 years old, this is the empire Cleopatra begins to rule without a formal title: bankrupt and under crippling debt. Now that her dad has secured the empire as a “good friend” of Rome, he's done ... and retires from political life to relax and only participate in pleasant religious activities. As a side effect of Ptolemy's shenanigans, Cleopatra also has to deal with an embezzling Roman tax collector and pay the salaries and expenses of 2500 Romans stationed in Alexandria. She needs gold ... and lots of it.

So far, this is historic fact, and the fiction starts with Cleopatra as she tries one scheme after another to dig Egypt out of its financial hole. She romantically bonds two scribes to priestesses to make sure they return to Alexandria after a mission 1000’s of miles away. She gets women in the tax collector’s house to work against him, and deals with the soldiers by rewarding Egyptian women to bend Roman loyalties. Anticipating an upcoming civil war, Cleopatra plays both sides of a political game between Pompey and Caesar (leveraging the women in their lives), and covertly attempts to extend her influence behind the scenes in Rome. Between all that, she spends a little too much time obsessing over notes she took from an interview with one of the scribes … stumbling into her own coming-of-age.

See how a woman is trained to snare a husband, without him realizing what’s happening. What kind of dance is it, exactly, that the scribe does to amuse his paramour in her bedroom? What could that scholar have possibly done to get him banned-for-life from a woman’s temple? Watch how a storytelling Macedonian warrior gets turned into a tongue-tied puppy at first glance of a friendly Kushite. Will the Romans ever figure out that they’re being manipulated by the entire female population of Alexandria? What are that priestess’ OTHER tattoos?

It’s a world where women call the shots and men do the grunt work. Star-crossed, separated, reunited, desired … people are just people, not puffed-up pompous elitist upstairs/downstairs snobs. They’re more like the knuckleheads that live in your neighborhood.

It's a story about how people deal with unexpected situations and unintended consequences, and how sometimes the heart just wants what the heart wants.

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CLEOPATRA 53-52 BC
Gold Is Where You Find It
~or~
Supersize Me!

In 53 BC, Egypt continues to struggle financially. This is 4 years before Caesar steps foot in Egypt (12 years before Antony). Cleopatra, as co-regent with her father, is a barely making ends meet with the year’s taxes and some reclaimed funds from an embezzler, but she’s looking at the future and cutting corners where ever she can. Gold mining is starting up from a previous plan, but it’s not in coming fast enough. Cleopatra decides to take a lesson from previous dynasties who robbed the fabulous tombs of ancient pharaohs.

At 16 years old, Cleopatra is overwhelmed by her first relationship, and it takes some effort to get her to balance governing the empire with her own awakening. Unfortunately, it comes at the cost of disrupting other people’s lives. Still thinking of the empire, she attempts to extend her influence in politics by reaching out to influential Roman women and matchmaking behind the scenes.

Banafrit, Dedyet, and Dakka all advance in their careers and relationships, with Kalek developing some surprising angles in entrepreneurship and Dedyet discovering the horrors of marriage counseling. Banafrit anxiously notices how way too many women seem to be attracted to her awkward husband. Astarte continues her long game for making babies with Kalek. Orestes quits his job in Alexandria to pursue Ensela, 2200 miles up the Nile in Meroe. A souvenir dealer in Thebes tries to wear down the resistance of a fiercely independent woman he’s loved all his life … that will have nothing to do with him. Dedyet’s twin sister takes a very Egyptian interest in her brother-in-law … and a very unlucky deaf-mute orphan girl gets a reprieve.

See what it’s like to be on the receiving end of arguing couples when it’s your job. How will the divine Pharaoh manage when his daughter puts him on an allowance? Watch Cleopatra chase-slap Kalek around and around the Aphrodite shrine on her palatial luxury barge. Witness the possible origins of organized tourism, theme parks, franchised fast food, sports betting, … and the chicken dance.

The future Kandake of Kush, Amanirenas (who fights Romans to a standstill in future) enters the story as a 10-year-old princess being groomed for the throne.

No stuck-up pompous elitist aristocrats eating “saahhndwiches” on the “grahhnd piano” … just the people you live and work with.

Cleopatra 54 BC: When Your Father Leaves You The Family Business ~or~ Who Let The Scribes Out?
Cleopatra 53-52 BC: Gold Is Where You Find It ~or~ Supersize Me!


More info on the webpage: https://www.cleopatrakebab.net


message 45: by Gary (new)

Gary Maher | 1 comments Good morning!

I'm Gary, a scientific researcher, and I want to announce that my first book is now in free promo for 48 hours. On Friday 14th (starting at 12am US time zone) and Saturday 15th you could "buy" a copy of my work on Amazon for free!

If you have a thirst of knowledge or just curious, if you're a scientist who wants to delve into quantum physics or just approaching the subject for the first time, my book is the one to choose!

To get a copy just click here --> Quantum Physics for Beginners: An Easy Guide Revealing the Secrets of Quantum Mechanics

I already thank you for buying and reading my book, and if you appreciate it would be nice to get a feedback/review, as self publisher is necessary to reach more people.

Gary Maher


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Saurav Chakraborty (sauravchakraborty) | 5 comments I & Garcia I & Garcia by Saurav Chakraborty by Saurav Chakrabortyis available for free from 11/06/2021 12AM PDT to 15/06/2021 11.59 PDT exclusively on Kindle.

There are few things in this world, which when seen or felt from the other side, makes us feel surreal.

I & Garcia is a roller coaster journey of such thoughts and feelings of a book towards our human world.

Have we ever given a thought, what would happen if the books which we read and cherish have a secret unseen life within them?

Have we ever given a thought that the books which we keep in our homes and carry with us may have a very peculiar unseen form of liveliness within them.

what if those books are observing us everyday...living with us everyday...going through the same set of emotions as we go through?

what if, one day we no longer live, but they are there forever to tell our story to someone new who gets hold of them?

I & Garcia is a journey of the same thought.

About the book:
A country hit by an economic downturn... A continent torn apart by a war.... A nation on its path to Independence.....In between all these...A girl and a Book!

I & Garcia is a story of an extraordinary journey of an American Girl narrated by her favorite book.

How the destiny of a book changes upon being sold to a girl named Garcia and how the life of Garcia keeps on changing abruptly due to the constant historical events forms the major backdrop of the story.

Flowing through countries and continents, I & Garcia is everything that life is about !

The book is currently available on all kindle amazon websites and also on Kindle unlimited.

Amazon.com link
https://www.amazon.com/I-GARCIA-SAURA...

Amazon UK link
https://www.amazon.co.uk/I-GARCIA-SAU...


message 47: by L.C. (new)

L.C. Tang | 2 comments "The Untold Tales of a Sailor at Sea" is my first published book and it is a jammed packed thrilling read filled with adventure, mystery, travel, romance and spirituality. If you are interested in travel, adventures or even enjoyed the movie the Titanic, then you will want to check out this latest worldwide publication.

www.authorlctang.com

If you would like a paperback copy in exchange for an honest review, please send me a message.

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