The next thrilling book in the Knights Of Silence MC series by Amy Cecil.
I did what I had to do to protect my family, my girl and my club. He claimed to be my brother. He threatened my sister and kidnapped my girl. He touched her. He made me watch. The beast inside took over and the ice-cold killer emerged protecting all that I held dear. I enjoyed it maybe a little too much, but I knew, I was one step closer to returning to my family. Now, the only question that remains: Will they ever forgive me for the things that I have done?
Amy Cecil writes contemporary and historical romance. Her novel, ICE is the first in the Knights of Silence MC series. When she isn’t writing, she is spending time with her husband, friends and her adored fur-family. She is a member of the Romance Writers of America (RWA) and the Published Authors Network (PAN). She was a winner in the 2015 and 2016 NanNoWriMo writing contests and a nominee in Metamorph Publishing’s Indie Book 2016 contest in historical romance.
Amy also won April 2017 BIKER WARS, hosted by Brain to Books Cyber Convention and the first book of Knights of Silence MC, ICE, won the title of baddest MC novel.
She lives in North Carolina with her husband, Kevin, and their three dogs, Hobbes, Koda and Karma and her horse, Baylee. She just finished her third novel, ICE and is currently working on the second book in the Knights of Silence Series, ICE on Fire.
Amy is VP of the FaceBook group Authors Of MC Anarchy
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Welcome to the FANTASY blog
Hello traveler, welcome to Tsinia.
Do not stray from the path as there are riches to be found.
Hello I am Thya, guardians of the Changlings and rightful ruler of Tsinia.
It’s not that I’m stubborn – look, I was taken from my home, transported to a magical dangerous place and then told that my whole life was a lie and I’m supposed to be the saviour to a race I know nothing about and then I’m told I have to marry the son of a dark warlord, and that it had all been prearranged. Let me ask you, if you were in my position what would you do? How would you feel?
And they say I’m stubborn!
Greetings I am Alkazar tutor of the arts.
Come walk with me to the Recas. Grenko has laid a splendid meal for you. Forgive me, I forget you are a traveler. Grenko retains the ability to grow things if it originate from the ground, such as fruits, vegataion, flowers.
No, Grenko did not grow the trees in Tsinia. They are very old and have been around for as long as I can remember.
The mountain that is shrouding Tsinia is the mountain of Senx. Darthorn is a wicked ruler, a witch, I believe you would name him. Yes, a warlock, of course. Darthorn has always desired the Changlins and their power. He employs dark magic.
Fear not, you are safe. We have arrived.
Before you can enter our queen’s domain, you must answer a riddle to show you are true of heart, answer wrong and you will feast on the ground where you stand.
A container without hinges lock or key. Yet a golden treasure lies inside me.
What am I?
Write down your answer.
Now that your are nourished let us continue our walk. Omad is waiting for us at the Recas.
Sadly, nay. Not all Tsinians are born with a gift. I myself have the pleasure of teaching the young how to control and employ their gifts.
Tis true, those that posses the gift of Sonica have increased hearing capabilities. We were warned of Darthorn’s attack with a mist of poison and we were prepared.
Arh, and here is Omad You are highly skilled in knowledge. It was a delight to converse with you. May the grace of the Changlins look favorably on you.
Welcome traveler, Salco and Athron are in attendance. Follow me we will converse. I am certain you have many questions?
Write down a question about Tsinia or the book Illusional Reality
You are correct, yes the Recas, Plecky, Tora and Escos are the only land constructions. We dwell up high within the ancient trees. The Tora is the dwelling of our gifted healer, Valcan. That is the Plecky and is of no concern to you. The Recas you have seen, and here we come to the Escos.
Enter and when inside, you will stand on the star in front of you. Farewell traveler.
Welcome, I am Salco. I was dispatched on Earth to retain our princess, the rightful queen, home. You may recognise her as Becky
You shall answer three questions, these were compiled by Alkazar, as he holds fondness to your planet. Answer correctly and succeed in your task you are one step away from the reward.
I am Athron reader of the oracles.
Answer but three.
The Sahara desert is smaller than Mexico. True or false?
Earth is bigger than Mars. True or false?
Goldfish only have a memory of three seconds. True or False?
Why do you snigger. Alkazar retains a document of knowledge on Goldfish.
With haste you will depart, the orb is waiting. Good journey to you traveler.
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You can take the dead girl out of the country…..
You can take the dead girl out of the country… Veronica Fischer, small-town bloodsucking madam, is an orphan or at least she finally feels that way. Jules, the one who made her, is gone and cleaning up after him isn’t something she ever thought she’d have to do. While her hometown seems to be turning against her, she’s forced to set off for the bright lights of the big city with a carload of her dysfunctional supernatural family, hoping not to have to face the Dragon of Chicago. Now she has to rescue a sister she didn’t know she had, keep Rachel—her adopted 8-year-old ghost—safe, and try to keep Pekin from unraveling under the onset of the coming storm. Sex, violence, and cryptic undead prophecy—all for fun and profit.
About The Author
Born and raised in the middle of the American Midwest, Dennis Sharpe has been a writer as long as he can remember. His mother has told many people about the fantasy and science fiction stories he’d write on scraps of paper, and staple together as his ‘books’, before he’d attended his first day of formal education.
He has spent many late nights at diners and dives, drinking coffee with a tattered notebook to put a voice to his feelings of himself and the world around him, and other worlds that can exist only in fiction. The voices in his head don’t ever stop talking to him, and so sooner or later he has to get out onto a page all that they’ve filled him up with.
Come and follow Dennis
Can a fierce wolf shifter lord learn to love or will his pack suffer the consequences of his indifference?
Lord Sable is wolf shifter who doesn’t want to rule his territory from the palace. He would rather be out fighting monsters and killing the bandits that attack his people. Raised as a loner, he has never known the shelter and love of pack, of family. Since his wife’s death, he has locked away all emotions, refusing to show affection to his half-sister, mother-in-law, and daughter. He doesn’t know how to care anymore. Nessa has a troubled past and only wants to remained emotionally unattached. Her tragic history constantly nipping at her heels, the half tiger shifter just wants to protect humans and shifters alike. But she finds herself drawn to the wolf shifter and his sweet child and before she knows it, she has fallen in love with them both. But could it ever work with an alpha shifter who refuses to even smile? As if Nessa’s presence isn’t enough of a distraction, soon an unknown enemy starts attacking Sable’s family. Will the Southern Lord realize how important his pack is before it is too late?
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
I live in small town North Carolina with my husband, four girls, and three cats. I enjoy writing adult novels of varying genres including horror, contemporary romance, science fiction, erotica, fantasy, and paranormal romance.
Music is a huge part of my life. It really inspires me to write and there is always a song in my head and in my heart. Dreams also influence my work tremendously. If I’m not writing an exciting story, I am certainly reading one! I love to read the genres I write plus manga, classics, graphic novels, children’s books, humor, etc. I like to escape in books to worlds beyond reality, and create my own worlds as well.
I’m a serious movie buff and I love a good fantasy, horror or sci-fi film! In my spare time, I love watching anime, sewing costumes, making jewelry, and taking pictures.
Time to get social with Marie
Alone with the bloodthirsty voices in his head, fleeing the pain of loss, he has one objective; travel North to find her, the mystery woman who plagues his dreams and haunts his memories.
When he stumbles upon a bandit attack, something within urges him to help. His actions set him at odds with the warrior priests commanded to hunt down the Bucelarii.
Left for dead, the Hunter must travel to Malandria to recover his stolen birthright. There, he is inexorably drawn into direct conflict with the Order of Midas, the faceless, nameless group of magicians that holds the city in a grip of terror. All while struggling to silence the ever-louder voice in his mind that drives him to kill.
He filled his lungs with the fresh night air. The taste of smoke mixed with the earthy scent of loam. The warmth of the fire soothed and relaxed him, the hypnotic rhythm of the dancing flames calming his mind. The fatigue of the day washed over him, and he allowed his eyelids to droop.
The visions came then; memories leapt out at him.
Within the bright depths of the flames, he saw the hell he had glimpsed in the Serenii tunnels. Lord Jahel’s face appeared in the fire, laughing, mocking. Bone and skin morphed into the faces of Lord Cyrannius and the First of the Bloody Hand. Shuddering waves of flesh and gristle writhed, shifting, transforming.
Demons roam Einan once more. People treat them as myth and legend, but I know the truth.
The Hunter retreated deeper into his blankets, his sword clutched to his chest. He told himself it was out of habit rather than fear.
He had left Voramis behind, not only to find the truth of the woman whose face plagued him, but to discover the truth of the demons. Curiosity drove him to learn of his past, and his own heritage as a Bucelarii—descendant of the Abiarazi horde.
The demon added its voice to the swirling maelstrom in the Hunter’s mind. ‘He disowns his blood, all to play the hero, the protector.’
The Hunter was too tired to fight it off.
I’m no hero. If it was up to me, they’d all rot.
He had no desire to save the world. He had no reason to save humans from themselves.
A vision of horror flashed through his mind. Creatures of nightmares seized a screaming child, tearing at pale skin with razor-tipped claws. Blood splashed across chitinous armor as the demons ripped the child apart in their haste to devour the flesh.
The girl bore Farida’s face. She lay bloody, mangled, discarded like refuse, gasping her last agonizing breaths.
Oh, child. I am so sorry.
He wished he could scrub the memory from his mind forever. With it gone, the sorrow would leave. He needed no reminder that he was once again alone.
He turned his back on the fire and buried his face in his cloak.
He could turn his back on those who had feared and hated him, yet he had not the strength to hide his face from the suffering of innocents. People like Old Nan, Ellinor, Little Arlo. They would suffer most should the Abiarazi find their way into the world once more.
The demon whispered in his mind. ‘Why must you protect them? You are not one of them, after all. You are Bucelarii.’
They do not deserve such suffering.
He squeezed his eyes shut and pushed back against the demon’s voice.
I’m doing this for them.
He pictured Farida the way he had seen her that day in the Temple District, with that same bright smile. She was happy. That was what mattered, and that was what he would remember.
I’m doing this for her.
(BTW this lady know how to write hot vampire tales)
Norrix Buchner’s loyalty knew no boundaries. As a king’s guard and one of the deadliest vampires, he was sworn to remain true to his king. In the absence of his king, he led the king’s guard in protecting and providing a safe refuge for displaced vampires. Now that the vampire king had returned, negotiations between vampires and humans have commenced. Norrix was assigned the task to ensure that the humans maintained their part of the treaty. Destiny led him to discover an imprisoned female vampire with large gray eyes and it just about broke him.
Two years had passed since her capture. Life as a lab rat, subjected to inhumane experiments was not how Emely Winter imagined she would spend the rest of her days. She prayed for the day that she would be free, but was beginning to lose all hope. Never in a million years, would she have believed that her rescuer would be the infamous Norrix Buchner, king’s guard and champion for vampires everywhere.
Their meeting was unconventional but love was instant. Emely and Norrix’s passion burned bright in their darkened world. Destiny may have led them to each other but will Norrix and Emely be able to secure their future, together?
Their lives are perfect… if only from the outside.
At first glance, the residents of Herald Springs lead charmed lives. But behind the CTdazzling smiles and inside the large brick homes, they all have their secrets. Most are harmless, but then again Annabeth King never did quite fit in.
This newest neighbor is harboring a special secret of her own, one that could prove deadly. Will the members of the “drink and gossip” club figure out what Annabeth’s working so hard to hide before disaster comes knocking?
With Storm’s signature bitter-sweetness and Hodge’s thrilling intensity, Walker Texas Wife offers a fast-paced, addictive romp that fans of Desperate Housewives and Pretty Little Liars will find themselves falling hard and fast for. This debut in the new Book Cellar Mystery series will leave you wondering: just how well do we know our neighbors after all?
June 1940. The Battle for France is almost over. The German juggernaut has over run most of Europe and the Battle of Britain is about to commence.
All around the world, British Commonwealth countries are scrambling to come to Great Britain’s aide and the vital Suez Canal MUST be kept in allied hands.
Beginning in the deserts of North Africa, a new generation of Bekenbaums, led by Nicolas, step to the fore as the Bears and Eagles are sent to do whatever they can to disrupt the Axis plans of conquest in North Africa.
At first, outnumbered and out gunned, The Bears and Eagles desperately hold on until the tide turns. From North Africa to Sicily, to Normandy and beyond, The Bears and Eagles hit fast, hit hard and disappear, doing what they do best.
Fight to win.
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Priscilla is happy being a successful, single, business woman. Or is she? With her best friend’s wedding approaching, she finds herself constantly daydreaming about romance with perfect men – doctors, firemen, secret agents, sexy chefs. Aiming for perfection, she tries to ignore an ordinary guy she sees every day and makes her feel… something. When perfection finally comes, she finds herself torn between her dreams and the reality. Perhaps dreamy perfection is just not something that ticks all her boxes. Are couples supposed to be perfect or are average relationships the stuff of life?
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A bomb goes off near the hospital shelter and I cover my ears with blood-crusted hands. It doesn’t deafen the noise of the battle, but it comforts me for a second. I peek through a crevice on the heavy metal door. I manage to discern Dr Bronson’s silhouette through the flashes of guns, fire blazing around and clouds of wind-swept ashes masking the horrors of war. His muscular torso rises from a pile of smouldering planks, piles of broken furniture pieces, and dead bodies. The other nurses and the children behind me are all crouching in the farthest corner, crying and comforting each other, already giving up on Dr Bronson. But I know he’ll make it! I watch as he rises from the tragic scene like a phoenix. He starts to move towards the shelter. Towards me! I know he knows I will not give up on him. He knows I’ll wait. We’ve been through so much these past few months in Medics without Borders, and we rely on each other without reserve. His strong arms are tired but he still manages to pick up and carry a child, a wounded boy, dodging bullets and moving towards me, unswayed. Ten steps more… seven steps… Guns blaze again, louder than before. He falls! Half-blinded by the flash, I see him falter. My heart feels as if a samurai sword slashed it in two… I hear nothing else. My breathing gets so loud and deep that it muffles the war and the nurses who are trying to hold me back. My hands open the shelter door and I run outside, desperate and fearless with love. Dr Bronson’s body lies on the ground, lifeless and not moving, like an impenetrable shield over the child’s body. My heart skips a beat, but then I hear a faint breath. Dr Bronson lifts his head and our eyes lock. Oh relief! When our arms intertwine, our breathing is in sync. He rises, resting on my shoulder for support. His leg is badly injured, but he still won’t leave the boy. Together, we carry the child back to safety, through the wind-swept ashes and the mind-numbing noise.
Three months later, in our beach lodge on a secluded tropical isle, I place the breakfast tray on the white bedstand. He is still sleeping, arms stretched across both pillows, face rested and his full lips forming a sexy smile. My Dr Bronson! Ocean waves gently caress the sandy shore as I remove the immaculate, semi-trasparent curtains from the wall-to-wall windows. I hear his breathing change. His husky voice calls to me. ‘Good morning, Mrs Bronson!’ I turn around, proud and in love, my bare feet savouring the deep, fluffy white carpet. Oh what a heavenly man! And all mine. He stretches like a powerful tiger across the white sheets and his naked body makes me tremble. The mischief in his eyes is irresistible! My lips quiver and my knees feel like jelly. My thumb strokes the wedding ring from the inside of my palm. I smile, conveying to him everything he already knows and feels himself, and more. My throat goes dry as I feel myself pulled to his muscular torso like a magnet. He taps the bed gently. My tongue draws a wet layer over my lips. I can’t wait. I step forward and… ‘Thump,’ I fell from the tram seat, my face gluing itself flat on the floor, next to a set of smelly, overworn sneakers, my hands too busy clutching on to my purse instead of protecting the face. Reality check! A major one! I spit the filth and drool from my mouth, and struggled to unglue my forehead from the floor.
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