Imaginary Heroes Book Tour & Giveaway

His friends may be IMAGINARY… but the danger is REAL!

Imaginary Heroes 

by Michael Seidelman

Genre: Middle Grade Fantasy Adventure

His friends may be IMAGINARY… but the danger is REAL!

Twelve-year-old Matthew’s life has been incredibly challenging because of his Tourette Syndrome, a disorder which causes uncontrollable movements and sounds. Isolated and tormented by bullies at school, Matthew finds solace in the company of his lifelong imaginary friends, a lovable green monster and a tough-as-nails little girl.

On his way home from school one day, as Matthew is pursued by his relentless tormentors, they all crash into a mysterious underground lair. At first, it seems that being trapped with the bullies who make his life miserable is his biggest problem. That is, until he and the others discover that they are not alone.

Hunted by a menacing presence lurking in the depths, Matthew and the bullies must confront a threat to their very existence. Their desperate mission becomes clear: put their differences aside and work together to find a way to safety before they are all consumed by the darkness.

Although fictional, the book is inspired by the author’s own childhood experiences with bullying, loneliness, and Tourette Syndrome. He set out to craft an engaging story while exploring issues many kids can relate to—told from the perspective of someone who has lived them firsthand.

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Excerpt:

He heard the patter of footsteps. The bullies were inside the building. He ran to the other side of the machinery so the gang couldn’t see him. As he moved through the factory, he attempted to pry his phone from the tight jeans pocket. When he finally got it out, he plugged in his passcode and started to text his parents. He typed Declan’s name and realized that if he could show the bully that someone might suspect him of wrongdoing, Declan might think twice about doing any serious harm.

He wished he had thought of that sooner. 

Suddenly, he heard creaking. He spun around to see Declan standing over him on an old conveyor belt. Declan kicked the phone from Matthew’s hands, its screen cracking on the concrete below. Matthew dropped to his knees beside it as Declan jumped down, nearly stomping the tattered phone.  

“You were going to call your parents for help?” Declan sneered as his friends caught up behind him.

Matthew scrambled with his phone, but the screen wouldn’t light up. 

He started to cry. 

“Enough,” Booker said. “Seriously, man. You already wrecked his phone. Just let him go home.”

“Not going to happen,” Declan said, inching toward Matthew. Matthew hurried to his feet and ran toward the other end of the factory. 

“Booker’s right,” Sam called as Declan gave chase. “This has gone too far.”

Declan ignored his friends. 

Matthew picked up a sharp piece of metal sitting on a workstation and held it in front of him like a sword. 

Declan stopped. “What are you going to do?” he laughed. “Cut me?”

“O-only if y-you don’t go away,” he stuttered through tears, his eyes rapidly blinking as he spoke. “If you don’t leave me alone.”

Matthew shuffled backward through a set of large double doors and outside. Matthew shuffled backward through a set of large double doors, leading outside. Declan followed with his friends behind him. 

They entered a courtyard with barbed wire fences on three sides. The only thing in the cement lot was a building with a wet plywood platform in front of a steel door. Holding the sharp piece of metal between himself and Declan, Matthew moved toward the door, his feet squishing with each step on the rain-soaked wood. When he turned the doorknob, it came off in his hand. 

Declan laughed as Matthew was unable to push the door open.

As Declan walked onto the mushy sheet of plywood, Matthew rapidly blinked his eyes and yelped. 

“I’m going to beat those stupid tics right out of you.” Declan stepped into reach, and Matthew gripped the metal tighter. 

“Declan, stop it!” yelled Booker. Cricket and Sam stepped onto the platform behind Declan, also pleading with him to stop. 

Cricket pulled out her phone. “Matthew, what’s your mom’s number?” 

“Don’t you dare,” Declan said, unsuccessfully trying to grab the phone. “Cut it out,” Sam insisted. 

Something shifted below his feet, and Matthew glanced at the plywood, which was bending under their weight. 

Nabie and Garby appeared behind Booker. “Matthew,” Garby said, “you feel that, right? You need to get off.” But he couldn’t; Declan and the others blocked his way. 

“Guys,” Matthew said, “you need to move.”

No one listened to him. 

“Give me the phone,” Declan demanded as he grabbed the device. Sam held Cricket’s hand over the phone, and the girls tried to pull it away from Declan, but his grip was too strong.

“Enough of this,” Booker said, stepping onto the platform. 

“Booker, don’t,” Matthew said, with his back against the door. 

It was too late. 

They all felt their feet sink through the plywood board. But so what? There was surely concrete underneath, right? But as the plywood fibers gave way and the wet board broke apart, their feet did not rest on solid ground.

They fell through a dark empty crevice into the unknown. 

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About the Author

When Michael Seidelman was growing up, his passions were reading, watching movies, enjoying nature and creative writing. Not much has changed since then.

Working in Online Marketing for over ten years, Michael felt it was time to pursue his passion and began writing The Garden of Syn trilogy.

His latest Middle Grade book, Imaginary Heroes, is personal for Michael. While fiction, the book is inspired by his own childhood experiences with bullying, loneliness, and Tourette’s Syndrome. He set out to tell an entertaining story while delving into issues many kids can relate to, told by someone who has experienced them firsthand.

Michael was born in Vancouver, BC Canada where he continues to reside.

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The Fourth Kinetic Release Blitz & Giveaway

X-Men meets Raising Dion! 

The Fourth Kinetic 

Clairvoyants Book 1 

by Brady Moore 

Genre: YA Fantasy 

In this world, there are four strains of clairvoyants: Kinetics who can move objects with their minds, Prophets who have involuntary visions of the future, Readers who can delve into the innermost thoughts of others in an instant, and Aural who can transfer their consciousness to control the bodies of others.

At just 17 years old, Rion Grean is a Kinetic with no knowledge that he is not alone in his abilities. His protective mother had kept them constantly moving, even going as far as refusing to tell Rion about his father whom he never met.

However, when an accident separates them, Rion finds himself being pursued by a covert militaristic force that sees his kind as dangerous anomalies in society. Suddenly thrust into a world filled with different factions of Clairvoyants, Rion must navigate through alliances and betrayals to determine who he can trust.

Despite his natural talents and intelligence, Rion has always struggled to make friends and find purpose in life due to his sheltered upbringing. But as he faces challenges outside of his comfort zone, he learns the true meaning of friendship and family.

This is not a typical story of good versus evil; it is a deeply personal journey of self-discovery and the struggle to coexist in a society that fears what it cannot understand.

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Brady Moore was born and raised in Charlotte, North Carolina. He began writing stories and drawing his own comic books at the age of ten and never looked back.

After graduating high school he attended the University of North Carolina at Greensboro. In December of 2010, he graduated with a Bachelor’s degree in Media Studies. Heavily influenced by film and television, his writing includes elements from multiple genres and multimedia styles.

He currently resides in Charlotte, NC where he enjoys writing everything from poetry to movie scripts. His ultimate goal is to see one of his works adapted for the screen.

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Harry The Pirate Captain Book Tour

Harry the hairiest strongest pirate and his intrepid crew are off to battle a Kraken and other hairy adventures

Harry and the Kraken

Harry the Pirate Captain Book 1 

by Philip L. Hutson

Genre: Middle Grade Fantasy Adventure 

Harry, the strongest, bravest, and hairiest pirate, is the legendary captain of the Flying Dragon.

He is always on the hunt for adventure and treasure but never at the expense of his crew or the target of his pirating.

One day, while celebrating a large haul in their favorite pub, a stranger stumbles in. He tells them he lost his whole crew in a heroic battle against an evil, man-eating kraken.

Harry and his loyal crew don’t hesitate to avenge the crew and remove the threat. Before they even get out to the open ocean they encounter a mysterious stranger.

The stranger, who isn’t quite what he seems, keeps the ship’s crew guessing what he will do next. The flying dragon starts the voyage by trying to avoid detection by spies or pirate hunters.

They are surprised to find a Royal Navy pirate hunter in a Spanish port where it does not belong. The crew prepares for a fight and a certain defeat.

In what appears to be dumb luck the stranger causes a cannon to fire and make an incredible shot that disables a Royal Navy man-o-war. Harry and the Kraken is a lighthearted fantasy and an introduction to Harry’s magical universe.

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Excerpt: Harry and the Kraken

Micah, Harry’s cabin boy, was in the hold with Bob when the crew brought down the fish Jacques had caught. 

Four crewmen came through the hatch door and lined up on the stairs so that they could try and pass the fish down the stairs. By doing it that way, they thought no one would go sliding down the stairs riding a fish or, worse, a fish riding a sailor. 

On a ship, the ropes and sails are massive and heavy, and moving them takes a lot of strength. Because of that, every sailor on the ship was very strong. So even though the fish were heavy, the sailors would have no problem handling them.

“All right, I’m ready.” The sailor at the top of the stairs yelled up through the hatch. He had his arms out, ready to catch the fish as they were passed down.

The first fish came through the passageway.

“Ooph.” The first fish came through, hitting him in the chest and knocking the air out of him. “Uh Uh. Oh no,” the sailor said, waving his arms to try to keep his balance. He was unsuccessful and fell into the second sailor.

“Ow,” The second sailor said as the fish and sailor hit him.  “Ahhhh,” he said as he fell down the stairs with the fish and first sailor. The ball of fish and sailors hit the third sailor before he knew what was happening.

The last sailor on the stairs, being a little quicker, tried to jump out of the way of the oncoming chaos. “Ouch,” he said as the fish’s tail hit him on the backside.

The assistance from the fish’s tail ended up propelling him not just a few inches out of the way but now a few feet. He went flying up with his arms cartwheeling and his legs running. His less-than-graceful vault ended with him landing headfirst into a large barrel of salt. 

“What’s all this? Where did the fish come from?” Bob asked when he saw the slapstick comedy routine. “While I appreciate a good show, especially when it involves a tumbling routine, this is not the right place for this. We are trying to work down here.”

Micah and Bob went over to the sailor who was getting a salt facial to see if he wanted to get out or continue to enjoy his sailor’s spa. 

“Would you like help getting out?” Bob asked the sailor.

“Mhm mff,” The sailor responded.

“So, what do you think, Micah? Was that a yes, or was he saying to leave him?” Bob asked.

“I think he’s probably had enough curing time. If we leave him too long, the salt will scrub his face raw.” Micah said.

“Good point. Let’s pull him out.” Bob said. 

Micah, being a cabin boy, wasn’t very tall, so pulling him out was not possible for him. “Bob, I’ll hold the barrel while you pull him out. No point in continuing the comedy show.” 

Bob’s day-to-day job entailed moving very heavy objects, so lifting a sailor was not a difficult task. He wrapped his arms around the sailor and started pulling while Micah held onto the barrel rim to keep it from tipping. Bob pulled and pulled and even grunted to make sure everyone knew how hard he was working to get the sailor out.

Bob was pulling so hard he lifted the sailor, barrel, and Micah off the deck. He started shaking the sailor up and down to try and loosen him. Micah, still hanging on, was bouncing up and down with every shake.  “I uff. Think uff. He’s uff. Almost uff. Free uff.” Micah said, interspersed with breaths of air as Bob shook him.

“Wow, how did you get so stuck?” Bob said.

“Mmr grs yr,” The sailor said. There was a pop, and the sailor came free. “Hurting me.”

The sailor came out of the barrel. Bob and the sailor trapped in his bear hug went stumbling back. Bob took a couple of steps backward and then fell over a wooden crate, with the sailor landing on him.

The barrel crashed down, and Micah landed in a heap. It wobbled and then rolled around on its bottom, trying to decide if it wanted to fall over and spill salt everywhere or land upwards.

The barrel made a couple of slow spin rolls, then gave into the whisperings of gravity and fell over. The salt was thrown out, covering the floor of the hold. The last piece of pork that had been in the salt flew out and landed in Bob’s open mouth.

“I didn’t realize you were hungry, Bob. I would have brought some food down with me.” Micah said when he saw the piece of salted pork. “That looks like a very old piece.

There must be better pieces around,” Micah said, holding back laughter. He stood up, brushed himself off, and looked over the result of the fun.

The way the barrel had landed, the salt had completely missed Micah, so he only had some dust from the floor to remove from his clothing.  

The sailors that had landed at the bottom of the stairs had untangled themselves enough to watch the entertainment by Bob and Micah. They now applauded, showing their appreciation for an improvised comedy routine. 

“Thank you, thank you,” Micah said, taking a bow. 

Harry Breaks a Jail 

Harry the Pirate Captain Book 2 

Legendary pirate captain Harry vows to rescue a crew of pirates from a Spanish prison.

During their journey to rescue the prisoners, Harry and his crew encounter a group of displaced people with surprising connections to his quartermaster and their unassuming cargo master.

As they continue their journey, they rescue a pair of brothers from a ghost ship who, despite their small stature, help save the crew from evil harpies.

Just when their hopes are high, everything falls apart, and Harry and the crew are captured.

Now, Harry must rescue himself, his crew, and the imprisoned pirates he swore to free. “Harry Breaks a Jail” continues the thrilling saga of Harry and his loyal band of pirates.

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Excerpt: Harry Breaks A Jail

The ship swayed a bit from a wave hitting the ship broadside.

“Who is at the helm?” Bob asked.

“Titus …” Harry said as he trailed off in the middle of the answer.

“Hmm, I’m hearing a …” Bob said. Another wave hit the ship. “What is going on up there, Harry?” Bod asked. 

“Harry? Harry!” Bob said with a bit of concern. Harry had stood up and now was standing with a blank look on his face. Bob slapped him. “Snap out of it, Harry.” 

The slap seemed to snap Harry out of it. His eyes seemed to change a little. The sudden sting of the strike caused just enough anger to bring out a little of his bear form.

“Harry, I think we are under attack by the harpies. If you can keep that anger just simmering, you will not be affected by them. I need you to defend the crew from the creatures.

They will be slow to attack until they are sure that the crew is under their control. I will send up Colson to help keep you from coming under their influence. Keep him close to you and keep him singing. You two should be able to keep them off the crew until I get up there to help.”

Harry was a little slow in moving. He was still trying to understand what was happening. 

“Get up top and defend the crew from those ugly, greasy things!”  Bob yelled, punctuated by another punch to his solar plexus.

“I’ve got it,” Harry said with more bear growl than human speech. 

Bob ran out of the galley and toward the armory, which was on the same deck they were.

“Colson, where are you?” Bob yelled when he ran.

“I’m back here,” Colson said from behind a rack holding a bunch of spears.

“Get out here. I need your help defending the ship,” Bob said.

“ I don’t want to leave here. I know what those things do, and I can’t fight them,” Colson said.

“I don’t need you to fight. I need you to sing.” Bob said.

“I can’t sing. You heard my brother, I’m a horrible singer.” Colson said.

“I’m counting on that. I need you to sing the worst you can. Get up there, hide behind Harry, and sing your heart out,” Bob said. “Go now. I need to get your brother. Now run!”

“Yes, sir,” Colson said as he ran out of the armory.

Bob ran to the stairs to go down.

“Ok, I can do that,” Colson said to Bob’s back.

Colson ran to the hatch where Harry was just opening it to go up top. 

“Stay behind me. I will protect you while you sing. I don’t understand how your singing will help, but if it’s that bad, it might keep me from falling under their control. If I look like I’m wavering, kick me hard.” Harry said to Colson.

“Aye, Captain,” Colson said with a shaky voice.

Hearing the fear in his voice, Harry stopped and looked at him. “Colson, I’m afraid, but I know that you and I are the only ones that can save the lives of the sailors up there, so I am going up there. I hope you can find the courage to go up and fight with me.” Harry said.

“Yes, captain, I will go, even though I am terrified,” Colson said, taking a deep breath to find his courage.

Harry opened the hatch and went up with a roar that seemed to shake the entire ship. 

It blew the harpies back out over the ocean, giving Harry an area clear of the filthy things. There were a few sailors prone on the deck where they had fallen, and some were still standing in a daze. Harry ran to where the largest group to protect them.  

Colson followed close behind him. He bounced off Harry’s backside when he stopped suddenly. “Uhff,” Colson said, landing on his butt.

“You don’t need to kick me yet. I’m not affected by them right now, but you will have to kick a lot harder than that,” Harry said, not turning around. “You can start caterwauling, I mean singing.” 

“Oh, right. Wow, they are ugly, and they smell like a used chamber pot—not just one chamber pot, but all of them I’ve ever had to clean on the Royal’s ship all at once,” Colson said.

“Uhm, are you going to sing? They are returning, and they might get control of me,” Harry said.

The harpies were getting braver, and they were circling closer, singing their horrible song. Their voices sounded like the screech of a raven combined with the yell of a cat having their tail stepped on.

As the magic extended out from the harpies, the air looked wavy and thick, like looking through a window that someone had spread Vaseline all over.

“Right, sing,”  Colson said.

“Ring around the roses, 

Pocket full of posies,

Ashes, Ashes, we all fall down.” Colson screeched.

Colson’s singing lived up to the hype; even that simple song was terrible, really terrible. It was so bad that Harry stopped for a moment and looked over his shoulder in disbelief.

The effects of Colson’s singing extended out. When it encountered the air that was transformed by the harpies’ magic, a thick, clear, viscous substance fell out of the air, leaving it clean. The sailors near the rescuers now looked like they were fighting the harpies’ control.

“Wow, your, uhm, singing is working,” Harry said. “Keep it up. I just wish I had something to plug up my ears.”

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About the Author 

“Harry and the Kraken”, started out as a response to the request “Tell me a story” from my grandson.

He then gave me the parameters of a story about pirates and a Kraken. Then when I asked what the captain’s name should be, he pointed at my hairy legs and said “Harry”.

I started to tell him the story but ran out of time. With a promise to finish it and send an email to his mother with the rest, I started working on it.

I originally intended it to be a simple one-page story. I realized it would be much more than that when I got to chapter 4 and hadn’t really gotten into the story.

The illustrations in the first book, “Harry and the Kraken” are by my grandson and by some brothers who were early beta readers.

The story is for my grandson primarily so to improve it I had some middle-graders (the brothers included) read it and give me feedback. Once the brothers read it they wanted to add more illustrations.

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Wind From The Abyss Book Tour

Estri’s life is shattered. Her name, her memories, her past—gone. Pulled into a world of cosmic intrigue and divine manipulation, she must navigate a realm where gods test her resolve. 

Wind From the Abyss 

The Silistra Quartet Book 3 

By Janet Morris 

Genre: Dystopian SciFi Fantasy Adventure 

Dystopia. Novel series #2 of 4. Fantasy. Science fiction. Allegory. Political.

Wind from the Abyss is the third volume in Janet Morris’ classic Silistra Quartet, continuing one woman’s quest for self-realization in a distant tomorrow.

Aristocrat. Outcast. Picara. Slave. Ruler ….

She is descended from the masters of the universe. To hold her he challenges the gods themselves.

Praise for Janet Morris’ Silistra Quartet: 

“The amazing and erotic adventures of the most beautiful courtesan in tomorrow’s universe.” — Fred Pohl

“Engrossing characters in a marvelous adventure.” — Charles N. Brown, Locus Magazine.

The best single example of prostitution used in fantasy is Janet Morris’ Silsitra series.” — Anne K. Kahler, The Picara: From Hera to Fantasy Heroine.

This Perseid Press Author’s Cut Edition is revised and expanded by the author and presented in a format designed to enhance your reading experience with larger, easy-to-read print, more generous margins, and covers designed for these premium editions.

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Excerpt

Since, at the beginning of this tale, I did not recollect myself nor retain even the slightest glimmer of such understanding as would have led me to an awareness of the significance of the various occurrences that transpired at the Lake of Horns then, I am adding this preface, though it was no part of my initial conception, that the meaningfulness of the events described by “Khys’ Estri” (as I have come to think of the shadow-self I was while the dharen held my skills and memory in abeyance) not be withheld from you as they were from me.

I knew myself not: I was Estri because the girl Carth supposedly found wandering in the forest stripped of comprehension and identity chose that name.

There, perhaps, lies the greatest irony of all, that I named myself anew after Estri Hadrath diet Estrazi, who in reality I had once been.

And perhaps it is not irony at all, but an expression of Khys’ humor, an implicit dissertation by him who structured my experiences, my very thoughts, for nearly two years, until his audacity drove him to bring together once more Sereth crill Tyris, past-Slayer, then the outlawed Ebvrasea, then arrar to the dharen himself; Chayin rendi Inekte, cahndor of Nemar, co-cahndor of the Taken Lands, chosen so of Tar-Kesa, and at that time Khys’ puppet-vassal; and myself, former Well-Keepress, tiask of Nemar, and lastly becoming the chaldless outlaw who had come to judgment and endured ongoing retribution at the dharen’s hands.

To test his hesting, his power over owkahen, the time-coming-to-be, did Khys put us together, all three, in his Day-Keeper’s city — and from that moment onward, the Weathers of Life became fixed: siphoned into a singular future; sealed tight as a dead god in his mausoleum, whose every move brought him closer to the sum total, obliteration. So did the dharen Khys bespeak it, himself …

I. In Mourning for the Unrecollected

The hulion hovered, wings aflap, at the window, butting its black wedge of a head against the pane. Its yellow eyes glowed cruelly, slit-pupiled. Its white fangs, gleaming, were each as long as my forearm.

I screamed. Its tufted ears, flat against its head, twitched. Again and again, toothed mouth open wide, it battered at the window, roaring. Once more I screamed and ran stumbling to the far wall of my prison.

I pounded upon the locked doors with my fists, pressing myself against the wood. Sobbing, I turned to face it. The beast’s ears flickered at the sound. Those jaws, which could have snapped me in half, closed. It cocked its head.

I trembled, caught in its gaze. I could retreat no farther. I sank to my knees, moaning, against the door frame.

The beast gave one final snort. Those wings, with a spread thrice the length of a tall man, flapped decisively, and it was gone.

When the hulion was no more than a speck in the greening sky, I rose clumsily, shaking, to collect the papers I had strewn across the mat in my terror.

They were the arrar Carth’s papers, those he had forgotten in his haste to answer his returning master’s summons.

I knelt upon my hands and knees on the silvery pile, that I might gather the pages and replace them in the tas-sueded folder before Carth returned.

Foolish, I thought to myself, that I had so feared the hulion. It could not have gotten in.

I could not get out: It could not get in. Once I had thrown a chair at that impervious clarity. The chair had splintered. With one stout thala leg, as thick as my arm, had I battered upon that window.

All I had accomplished was the transformation of chair into kindling. The hulion, I chided myself, could have fared no better.

Hulions, upon occasion, have been known to eat man-flesh. Hulions, furred and winged, fanged and clawed, are the servants of the dharen who rules Silistra.

I had had no need to fear. Yet, I thought as I gathered the arrar Carth’s scattered papers, hulions are fearsome.

Perhaps if I had been able, as others are, to hear its mind’s intent, I would have felt differently. My fingers, numb and trembling, fumbled for the delicate sheets.

One in particular caught my eye. It was in Carth’s precise hand and headed: “Pre-assessment Monitoring of the Arrar Sereth. Enar Fourth Second, 25,697.”

I had met, once, the arrar Sereth. Upon my birthday, Macara fourth seventh, in the year ’696 had I met him, that night my child had been conceived.

I had read of his exploits. He frightened me, killer of killers, enforcer for the dharen, he who wore the arrar: chald of the messenger. Sereth, scarred and lean and taut like some carnivore, who had loved the Keepress Estri, my namesake, and with her brought great change to Silistra in the pass Amarsa, 25,695 — yes, I had met him.

About the Author

Best selling author Janet Morris began writing in 1976 and has since published more than 30 novels, many co-authored with her husband Chris Morris or others.

She has contributed short fiction to the shared universe fantasy series Thieves World, in which she created the Sacred Band of Stepsons, a mythical unit of ancient fighters modeled on the Sacred Band of Thebes.

She created, orchestrated, and edited the Bangsian fantasy series Heroes in Hell, writing stories for the series as well as co-writing the related novel, The Little Helliad, with Chris Morris.

She wrote the bestselling Silistra Quartet in the 1970s, including High Couch of Silistra, The Golden Sword, Wind from the Abyss, and The Carnelian Throne.

This quartet had more than four million copies in Bantam print alone, and was translated into German, French, Italian, Russian and other languages. In the 1980s, Baen Books released a second edition of this landmark series.

The third edition is the Author’s Cut edition, newly revised by the author for Perseid Press. Most of her fiction work has been in the fantasy and science fiction genres, although she has also written historical and other novels.

Morris has written, contributed to, or edited several book-length works of non-fiction, as well as papers and articles on nonlethal weapons, developmental military technology and other defense and national security topics.

Janet says: ‘People often ask what book to read first. I recommend “I, the Sun” if you like ancient history; “The Sacred Band,” a novel, if you like heroic fantasy; “Lawyers in Hell” if you like historical fantasy set in hell; “Outpassage” if you like hard science fiction; “High Couch of Silistra” if you like far-future dystopian or philosophical novels.

I am most enthusiastic about the definitive Perseid Press Author’s Cut editions, which I revised and expanded.’

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Infiniflash Fiction New Release

RELEASE DAY- INFINIFLASH FICTION VOLUME ONE!

Have You Ever wondered…

What a date between Vex and Azure would look like?

How Lucien found Ebonara?

What Thane thought in her final moments as a mortal?

What happens at a Mer funeral?

What the cats in the series are really plotting?

Explore the world of Queens of Fantasy, its characters, magic, and history in more ways than ever before in this collection of over thirty-five flash fictions from author Kristy Nicolle.

It is advised you enjoy this book after reading the core Queens Of Fantasy Saga titles to avoid spoilers.

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About The Author

Award-winning author of over a million published words, I’m currently working on a supersized series called The Kristy Nicolle Fantasy Infiniverse.

This enormous project captures an ever-growing magical universe that will span up to and beyond seventy published works where characters from across multiple storylines and dimensions can collide in the most magical and unexpected ways possible.

Why is the Infiniverse exciting for you as a reader?

When I was a kid, I loved stories. I still do, with some of my favourites being Harry Potter (Of Course), The Hunger Games, Percy Jackson, and Divergent. One of the things all these series have in common is that they construct entire worlds for the reader.

So, now it’s my turn to give my readers what i always craved.

What did I want, you ask?
I always wanted more.
More backstories, more insight, more details that made the world real. I wanted the story to go on forever, but with how publishing has worked for so long, there was always a limit to how much an author could do.

That limit is gone now, what with self-publishing putting the control completely in my hands, and it is my intention to create an ever-expanding fantasy universe where the reader gets a say in what stories are told, and which moments are further explored and elaborated.

Imagine if you could tell J.K Rowling which character’s backstory you wanted most, and then a few months later she actually gave it to you. Imagine if you could decide how much or how little of a fantasy world you explored, along with the author?

Well, that’s what I’m offering. In this new age of self-publishing, my options are pretty much infinite, which means that so are yours.

Ready to dive into my fantasy infiniverse that could span as much as one hundred stories?

Let’s see how rich, how large it can grow, and just how much readers can contribute to shaping my fantasy Infiniverse into somewhere they never want to leave.

After all, It was built with no-one but you, the reader for whom one story, one series, or one point of view is never enough, in mind.

Fated Love Series Book Blitz

In a world where fate decides, love is never simple.

Forewarned 

Fated Love Book 1

By Chantal Fernando 

Genre: Romantasy, Paranormal Romance, Fantasy 

The fae spend their entire lives searching for their true mate.
But me? I know who mine is.
And I don’t want him.
My name is Astrid. I’m a fae, a seer and a healer.
Not much scares me. But him?
That’s the darkness I’m never going to let catch me.

“Chantal takes Romantasy, and hand delivers you a masterpiece set in an evocative world of fated mates and enemies to lovers. I was entrapped from the very first page, and didn’t want to leave after closing the last. Enthralling, addicting, and so damn hot.” – Amo Jones (USA Today & Wall Street Journal Bestselling Author)

“Fast-paced and all-consuming, Chantal Fernando doesn’t just try her hand at Romantasy… she reigns supreme! Somebody just hand her a crown, already.” – Belle Aurora


Forewarned is book one in the new gripping, sexy, romantic fantasy series by Chantal Fernando.

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Foretold 

Fated Love Book 2 

What do you do when the person you are bonded to eternally has betrayed you?
Simple.
You make his life hell.
As the Shadow Prince’s secrets finally unravel, I’m left scrambling to pick up the pieces.
Hiding in another kingdom might fix all my problems, right?
My mate will be left in the darkness this time.
I hope those shadows choke him.
Let the games begin.


FORETOLD is book 2 in the FATED LOVE Series

“Chantal takes Romantasy, and hand delivers you a masterpiece set in an evocative world of fated mates and enemies to lovers. I was entrapped from the very first page, and didn’t want to leave after closing the last. Enthralling, addicting, and so damn hot.” – Amo Jones (USA Today & Wall Street Journal Bestselling Author)

“Fast-paced and all-consuming, Chantal Fernando doesn’t just try her hand at Romantasy… she reigns supreme! Somebody just hand her a crown, already.” – Belle Aurora

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Masked Fate 

Fated Love Book 3 

They say that messing with fate is a dangerous game.
But I chose to play it.

When I find out that my fated mate is the warrior that hates me and my kind, I make a decision; I hide the bond.
Big mistake.
Now I have to watch as he gives himself to everyone.
Everyone except me.
And when the truth comes out, will our worlds ever be the same again?

*This is book 3 in the Fated Love Series*

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**Coming Soon in February 2025!*

Exiled Prince 

Fated Love Book 4 

**PreOrder Now!**

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About The Author

New York Times, Amazon & USA Today Bestselling Author Chantal Fernando is thirty one years old and lives in Western Australia.

Lover of all things romance, Chantal is the author of the best selling books Dragon’s Lair, Maybe This Time and many more.

When not reading, writing or daydreaming she can be found enjoying life with her three sons and family.

Chantal loves to hear from readers and can be found here:

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The Fate Of Our Union Virtual Book Tour

GENRE:  Fantasy

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BLURB:

A mountainous thundering bull breaks up battling tribesmen, summoning three struggling youths, as an insidious unseen enemy turns tribes against tribes—pitting rich against poor, sons against fathers, and men against gods. Its insatiable hunger for division threatens to plunge mankind into a dystopian realm ruled by man-eating wolves.

A miraculous seven-headed horse, a symbol of unity, assembles the struggling youths of extraordinary origin into a journey of self-discovery.

There Sunu the Saxon Poet, Rufus the Roman Stoic, and Keresaspa the Sarmatian Priestess must overcome pride, aversion, and unforgiveness; there they must learn from historical heroes, philosophers, and amazingly similar gods to battle the unseen monster and its rising wolfmen.

Fated to part ways to face the demons at home, Sunu, Rufus, and Keresaspa must reunite as they bring divided peoples together to fight the source tearing everyone apart.

They must heed the divine wisdom of the seven-headed horse and justly wield the seven magic weapons they’ve mysteriously been given to overcome the unseen enemy and understand the higher purpose of the mountainous thundering bull.

Excerpt

Sunu the Saxon and Rufus the Roman compare their gods (CH 6 of The Fate of Our Union).

“Jupiter is right reason, chief regulator,” Rufus praised he who permeates the air as moisture, knowing he sounded more interesting the way he appeared in poems. “Through the clouds, the Thunderer rides his horse-drawn chariot, followed by power, strength, and victory. With his bolts, he famously slew godless giants and the water serpent Typhoeus.”

“He’s like Thunor!” Sunu lit up with intrigue. “Except Thunor slew giants and a giant water serpent, Jörmungand, with a hammer, and his chariot is drawn by goats.”

“The goat is also sacred to Jupiter, along with the oak, rock, and bull.” Rufus glanced from oak to rock for Amalthaea but only saw Tanngnjóstr. “Still, many think Thunor is more like Hercules, as they are both chariot-riding, cudgel-swinging warriors with a lengthy list of deeds.”

Sunu’s ears perked. “And they are?”

“Hercules slew the Hydra, an enormous water serpent, like Jörmungand, and took oxen from a giant, Cacus in the cave, like Hymir in the mountain; both Hercules and Thunor fought and slew them with club and hammer.”

Sunu imagined the deeds side by side. “Are you telling me the truth?”

“In truth, the parallels are quite striking.” Rufus chuckled as he pretended to swing a cudgel. “For they also have a heavenly father and an earthly mother, who produced a quick-tempered, far-traveling son who can out-eat and out-drink anyone in the cosmos!”

Sunu hoisted a golden brow. “Interesting.”

“Unfortunately,” Rufus’s tone was no laughing matter, “they were also fated to die by the serpents’ poison.”

Giveaway

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Follow the tour and comment; the more you comment, the better your chances of winning. The tour dates can be found here: 

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About The Author:

Hildebrand Hengest Hermannson’s deep-rooted fire for Indo-European culture and Western Philosophy ignites his first novel, The Fate of Our Union, the inaugural piece in a planned series.

His work draws inspiration from the national epics The Saga of the Volsungs (Norse), Mahabharata (Indian), Aenid (Roman), Odyssey (Greek), Táin Bó Cúailnge (Celtic), and Shahnameh (Iranian), weaving these rich cultures into original stories featuring fantasy world-building, dynamic characters, and intricate plots and themes.

His Wild Hunt of thought breathes life into his spiritual, ethical, and cultural interests, inspiring us all to strive for imperishable virtue.

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