Lyrinian Blade: The Chronicles of Koa Book Three **Cover Reveal**

Synopsis:

A fallen angel, torn farther from redemption by the half-blood vampire that he loves, struggles with the new dark power he has stolen.

Royal siblings left to their own devices, with a taste for blood, are faced with a choice. Stay in the human world, or return to the Netherworld where their mother tries to prevent war.

Koa, separated from all that she loves, must break away from her captors, or convince them to join her side against the angels that betrayed her and continue to hunt her and the angel she loves.

With a war between angels, vampires, and demons, Koa is just one of the keys to saving the world. The other key, is the king of Elyan… Koa’s brother. But is his heart as pure as Koa's?

As he sets his sights on the Lyrinian throne, the answer can be the difference between life and death for Koa, and all of her loved ones.

But what Koa doesn’t know is that a demonic beast watches in secret, with her blackened heart set on Koa's death

Catch up on the first two books!

Netherworld: The Chronicles of Koa Book One

What would you do if a demon threatened your mother's life? If you're like Koa, you'd sharpen your enchanted sword and hunt him down... 

Our world is threatened by the creatures of an alternate land called the Netherworld. Koa and the Netherworld division are there to keep the vampire and demon population in check. Koa is a powerful half-blood vampire. Her best friend is her boss, she has a cursed mother, an enchanted sword, and an attractive human pet. 

Koa also has a problem. A Netherworld serial killer, that targets little girls for the power they give to him, threatens everything Koa has worked hard to protect. Not even Koa's boss, Halston can stop him. But he knows one prisoner that can. He is locked away in the Ivory Tower where the most notorious supernatural criminals are kept. The Ivory Tower... is in the Netherworld. 

Is Koa ready to journey to the Netherworld to release the one creature that can break her mother's curse and protect all that she holds dear? 

Prepare for an adventure into an action-packed thriller! 

Dark Prophet: The Chronicles of Koa Book Two

Discover lavish Netherworld grandeur meets British vampire society in this highly anticipated sequel to the international bestselling novel, Netherworld: The Chronicles of Koa Book One. 

Not all vampires are created equal... 
Koa is a half-blood vampire with not only the ability to fly, but survive in the sun's light. She will do anything to protect her mother, and break her curse. The demon, Bund, wants more than her mother's life. He wants something from Koa, a power that she doesn't even know she has, and will rip through as many humans as he can to get her to surrender. 

Agent Koa Ryeo-won, and her boss, Halston, formed a crew of supernatural agents to stop Bund. But is a prophet, a temptress, a War-Breeder, a half-blood with an enchanted sword, and a few angels enough to stop what Bund has planned? 

In the midst of a war between the humans of the mortal world, and the creatures of the Netherworld, Koa discovers the truth of her past. She finds herself torn between two men, and in the center of everything. Faced with all of her returned memories, Koa also finds herself more powerful than ever. Being a half-blood is hard enough, but what exactly is Koa's other half? 

The truth can save...or destroy everything. 

Will the Netherworld Division stand behind Koa once they learn her secret? 

Author Bio: 

K.N. Lee is an award-winning author that resides in Charlotte, North Carolina. When she is not writing twisted tales, fantasy novels, and dark poetry, she does a great deal of traveling and promotes other authors. Wannabe rock-star, foreign language enthusiast, and anime geek, K.N. Lee also enjoys helping others reach their writing and publishing goals.

Her works include, The Chronicles of Koa: Netherworld, Dark Prophet, Rise of the Flame, A Gifted Curse, Wicked Webs, Empty Your Heart, Pixie Dust, and the paranormal collection of short stories, Thicker Than Blood.

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"Good for One Ride," by, Gary McGinnis

"Good for One Ride" by, Gary McGinnis

Written from the point of view of a man that was on the battlefield

                The Vietnam War has drawn many deep scars in the souls and mind of so many of us. Regardless is we are relatives of the war heroes, we have war veterans in our family, or we fought the war ourselves, this war was and will remain a deep wound within our beings. The author, Gary McGinnis, served the military system in the Tet Offensive in 1968. He was diagnosed with post-traumatic stress disorder because of the war and had to undertake more than ten years of therapy to release the inner pressure created by that hostile environment. So this book is written from the point of view of a man that was there, on the battlefield, and witnessed the events and atrocities that happened back there.

                If you want to have a unique inner view of what has happened during the war in Vietnam, this is the book you should read. Considering its length, the novel is short, comparing it to others. But, even in so little pages, the content is so concentrated and intense that it will be able to move you in the deepest ways. You always wanted to know what your dear ones experience while fighting in Vietnam, but you never had the courage to ask them to share their memories, as they still hurt after so many years. Now, you have a chance to finally understand the ordeal our family members and the veterans of the country had to endure in the battle zone.

                The author did not only concentrated on details about what he sees, like soldiers running around with an enormous number of weapons on their sides, harsh weather conditions and gun fires all over the place. He also told the story from his point of view, sharing thoughts, fears, and feelings about what was happening and what might happen. So this is a complete story, containing real facts and information and, as well, the human part with emotions and experience. It is a book with an amazing story for both a history enthusiast and a reader that has nothing to do with the Vietnam War. The author uses a clear and comprehensive style, almost like words have too little meaning compared to the full significance of the live scenes experienced by him. But, he manages to offer a sophisticated view of that this war meant for him and his fellow soldiers.

                The Vietnam War, with all its negative aspects, will remain a part of our history and, for so many, a constant part of their person. No matter how many books have been written on this particular subject, this war meant something different for each of us. Through this book, the author managed to offer a personal overview or the war site and managed, above all, to transmit with the help of words, how he felt during those endless days. It is a short book that is worth to be read, because it hold the unseen side of what that war meant. It is unbelievable the emotional charge a book, with so limited content, can offer the reader. It is the proof that you don’t need a lot of words to transmit an important message. The only important thing is the way you do it, and the author of the book did an excellent job regarding this part.

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Second Captive by, Maggie James

Stockholm syndrome: the psychological tendency of a hostage to bond with his or her captor. 

What happens when you love the man you should hate? 

Beth Sutton is eighteen years old when Dominic Perdue abducts her. Held prisoner in a basement, she’s dependent upon him for food, clothes, her very existence. As the months pass, her hatred towards him changes to compassion. Beth never allows herself to forget, however, that her captor has killed another woman. She has evidence to prove it, not to mention Dominic’s own admission of murder. 

Then Beth escapes… 

And discovers Dominic Perdue is not a man who lets go easily. Meanwhile, despite being reunited with her family, she spirals into self-destructive behaviour. Release from her prison isn’t enough, it seems. Can Beth also break free from the clutches of Stockholm syndrome? 

A study of emotional dependency, The Second Captive examines how love can assume strange guises. 

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About the Author

Maggie James is a British author who lives in Bristol. She writes psychological suspense novels. The first draft of her first novel, entitled His Kidnapper’s Shoes, was written whilst travelling in Bolivia.

 Maggie was inspired by an impending milestone birthday along with a healthy dose of annoyance at having procrastinated for so long in writing a novel.

 His Kidnapper’s Shoes was published in both paperback and e-book format in 2013, followed by her second novel, entitled Sister, Psychopath. Her third novel, Guilty Innocence, like her first two, features her home city of Bristol. S

he has recently published her fourth novel, The Second Captive. Before turning her hand to writing, Maggie worked mainly as an accountant, with a diversion into practising as a nutritional therapist. Diet and health remain high on her list of interests, along with travel. Accountancy does not, but then it never did. 

The urge to pack a bag and go off travelling is always lurking in the background! When not writing, going to the gym, practising yoga or travelling, Maggie can be found seeking new four-legged friends to pet; animals are a lifelong love!

The Chronicles of Koa Series Gets a Face Lift!

After the ridiculously awesome reveal of the artwork for my epic fantasy series, Rise of the Flame, an idea sparked in my mind.

So, this weekend I grabbed my favorite magician and we slipped away into a secret lair where we created an incredible spectacle... 

The Chronicles of Koa book covers! 

Trust me, there were lots of sparkly flames, iridescent auras, and a few potions involved. But we did it!

Well, I admit. I didn't do that much. 

It was all Jennifer Munswami of JM Rising Horse Creations and her incredible artistry. Sure it was my vision, but it was her magic. 

So, what do you think? 

Aren't they incredible?

Finally, Koa's essence, beauty, strength, and power are captured and displayed in this enchanting artwork. 

But why did I do this? My covers were fine the way there were. 
Well, sure they were fine. But I wanted something better than fine. Koa deserves the best in my opinion, and contrary to the old saying about not judging books by their cover... it's wrong. 

In this digital era with millions of ebooks flooding the market, people do judge books by their cover. Especially from new authors. I mean, I don't care what Terry Goodkind's covers look like. If he writes a book, I'm going to read it. 

That's because I know his work. 

But if I see Sally Sue Surname on Amazon, and have never heard of her, I'm going to be drawn in by her cover art, then her reviews, and then I'll give her a chance. I imagine this is what many other avid readers feel. So, I'm proud of my new covers and the impact they'll make on an Amazon page in the midst of hundreds of other fantasy novels.

Download your copy of this work of art. It is truly spectacular on the inside and the outside!

Netherworld is available in ebook and paperback format on Amazon.

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The Yellow Hoods: Along Came a Wolf **Book Review**

The Yellow Hoods: Along Came a Wolf

by, Adam Dreece

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5 out of 5 stars

Prepare for a fantastical adventure that mixes steampunk with fairy tale. The Yellow Hoods: Along Came a Wolf is the first book of Adam Dreece’s fictional world where we begin in the town of Minette.

Calm town life is suddenly disrupted when a messenger arrives, and changes young Tee, her family, and her friend’s lives forever. Her grandfather, Nikolas seems to have a secret, one from his past that may cause harm to his beloved Tee.

Intriguing contraptions, inventions, and weapons make this story an exhilarating tale.

The characters are so well developed that you find yourself relating and caring for each of them. Characters that you think are villains become endearing heroes, and children that you think are too innocent to protect themselves and their loved ones shock you with their courage.

The Yellow Hoods is a book that is perfect for the entire family. It has a range of characters and a multi-layered plot that can entertain and keep even adults on the edge of their seats. You get the points of view of the younger characters, but then you also see things from the perspective of their older comrades, and you'll love every minute of it!

If you love high action fantasy with characters that will warm your heart and have you cheering for them, The Yellow Hoods is a must read.

Highly recommended!

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Rise of the Flame Pre-Order Sale

From international bestselling author, K.N. Lee comes Rise of the Flame, an epic fantasy. 

There are six races, four realms, and one human girl who can bring them together in peace...or war. 

Lilae has been hunted since the night of her birth. She is the only heir to the human god's throne. 

For centuries the races have been separated by an ancient barrier. Now that the barrier is crumbling and vanishing, the races are once again pitted against one another. 

Who will rule? Which races will survive? Will Lilae give up her chance for the throne to save the race of the man she loves?

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Pirin already started to gather wood from fallen branches around the camp. “I’ll watch for half of the night, and then you girls can take turns. We’ll get horses from the next village and I promise we can stay at an inn.”

The twins smiled. Lilae watched their faces light up, and it brought a small smile to her lips. The thought of sleeping in an inn excited them all. There, they could drink ale and meet new people. The food was always hearty even if the beds were sometimes infested with bed bugs.

Lilae lingered near the slope into the woods while the others set up. She heard something. Her head tilted as she listened to The Winds.

Delia looked back at her, concern spreading across her face. “What is it, Lilae?”

Lilae held a gloved hand up and continued to listen. The Winds spoke to her. They were always there like an old friend. The voices that floated along the breeze or rushing winds always warned her when something was amiss. She had relied on them since she was a child, and they never lied.

Now, they issued a warning.

“Bandits,” Lilae said, standing tall. Her eyes searched for movement in the bushes.

“Oh, great. She’s talking to herself again,” Risa whispered. “Am I the only one who thinks she’s gone completely mad?”

“Shush, Risa.” Jaiza nudged her sister’s arm. “She may talk to herself, but has she ever been wrong?”

Risa didn’t reply. They both watched as Lilae stood completely still near the edge of the woods.

“Murderers.” The Winds were sure to tell Lilae that and she gave the twins a look that they understood.

“They followed our tracks, and they wish to rob and kill us.” Lilae said it as if she was discussing the weather.

“Humph. I wish they’d try,” Jaiza said with a glower in the same direction as Lilae’s gaze.

            Delia drew in a deep breath. “Holy Elahe. We can never travel in peace.” She stabbed her staff into the ground. “Those bandits are damned fools to be this close to The Barrier.”

“I don’t like this.” Lhana’s eyes darted toward the forest as she withdrew o hide near the cave. “Why does this always happen? One day they’ll sneak up on us, I just know it!”

“I won’t let that happen,” Lilae said, glancing back at her.

 “You will be the death of me,” Lhana said as she turned her back on Lilae.

Pirin gave her a sidelong glance. “Perhaps you’d let me train you sometime, Lhana. You are not as defenseless as you pretend to be. Your trait is quite rare; it could be of use to us.”

Lhana glared at him. “I don’t want to hear it. You seem to forget that I am a proper lady, only warriors use their traits.”

Pirin shrugged. “Suit yourself. I don’t understand why you’d rather waste something you’ve inherited.”

Lhana shook her head. “Never. So stop asking me.” She raised a finger. “The first queen of the black throne gave my family my dowry. Who else can make such a claim?”

Risa sighed and gave Jaiza a look. They both sat their things down without a word.They’d trained for times such as this with Lilae since they were all children; and this wouldn’t be the first group of bandits to threaten them.

Jaiza grabbed her bow, securing her quiver of arrows onto her back.

Risa drew her sword quietly and put the scabbard down. She rolled her shoulders, as if loosening her muscles.

Lilae grinned, her teeth shining in the moonlight. She loved when the twins were like this.

Jaiza stepped beside Lilae, who was younger yet taller. Her keen eyes looked into the growing darkness. “I’ll go ahead and see how many there are.” She twisted her blond hair into a knot at the top of her head to keep it from getting in the way.

“There are eight.”

“You know everything don’t you?” Jaiza rolled her eyes. “Fine. I can take them out.”

Lilae’s grin widened. The thrill of a fight excited her. “I’ll be right behind you.”

Pirin continued to unpack their supplies, shaking out their wool blankets. “This will be good practice for you girls. It’s been awhile since you’ve had a real fight. Maybe you can practice working as a team this time…”

Risa lowered her sword. “Eight? What a waste of energy.”

Pirin gave her a stern look.

“What? I was hoping for at least ten,” she said as though it was a sport. “That would have been good practice. I can handle eight on my own.” She put her sword away and started to help Lhana prepare the salted pork and beans.

“Risa…”

“Father…” Risa said as she squatted down and pulled out an iron pot. “Lilae and Jaiza can take this one.”

“Don’t be so cocky. You’re not the best fighter in the realm by any stretch of the imagination, so stop acting like you know everything. Even your Evasion can be countered if someone has the right skill. Trust me, killing people isn’t a game and should not be taken lightly.”

Risa  raised a brow. “I know it isn’t. But Lilae and Jaiza can handle it. We’ve done this how many times now? At least seven.”

“Never underestimate your enemy, Risa. You never know if those men are as trained as you, or better.”

“You can’t be serious.” Risa huffed. “I doubt it. We both know that most bandits are nothing more than boys who can barely hold the weight of their own cheap sword.”

“You’re not listening are you?”

“Yes, Father. I get what you’re saying. I will try not to be so cocky about it. That better?”

Pirin sighed. “You girls are impossible,” he said, though a small smile played across his lips.

“You didn’t train us to be warriors for nothing, Father,” Risa said as Jaiza slunk into the forest as quietly as a panther. Without a sound, she climbed into a tall tree and disappeared into the branches and leaves.

Lilae stepped out of her cloak with her dagger sharpened and ready in one hand. It was warm on her palm and pulsed for action. She listened to The Winds as they led her to the men who approached her family’s camp, careful not to crunch any of the fallen branches beneath her feet.

As the sun’s last light faded, she peered silently at the bandits from her place behind a tall oak tree. Energy flowed within her body, and there was an anxiousness filling her throat, and a fire within her veins.

The Winds warned her that the men were merciless. They preyed on innocent travelers, robbing and killing even defenseless women. In return, Lilae and Jaiza would show no mercy.

There was a sudden whistling sound as Jaiza’s arrow cut through the dark forest and slammed into the chest of the leader. He gasped loudly, clutching his chest as he was thrown back onto the ground with a solid thud. The arrow was made of the strongest wood and impaled him to the dirt so that he couldn’t lift himself.

Lilae noted the look of shock and pain on his face, as he strained against the arrow. That look always interested her. It was the look of one surprised by death’s touch.

Shouts and frantic orders ensued from the other bandits as they drew their weapons and searched for the source of the arrow. They held their weapons but ducked and cowered toward the safety of the dense, dark forest.

Lilae watched them in silence. She could feel their fear, knowing their hearts were thumping with terror of the unknown. She wanted them to feel that fear. It was the same fear countless others had felt when those men harmed them. Risa was right about one thing: their weapons were cheap. But these were not boys; they were men who had done this countless times, with success. This would be their last.

“Who's there?” someone shouted in a high-pitched voice that cracked with his words.

“Demons!” another wailed.

“Shut up, Gred. There ain’t no stupid demons in this forest!” Lilae heard someone reply, yet she could hear the fear in his voice as if he were uncertain about his own reassurances.

“I told you we shouldn’t tempt the Ancients! We’re too close to The Barrier!”

Lilae worked quickly, hoping to get some action before Jaiza killed them all with her skilled archery. She took a deep breath and her vision changed. She could see their moves before they even did them. Everything stilled for her; all sounds muted, and Lilae activated her Focus.

Silence welcome Lilae as she raced into the battle, calculating their every action.

She darted into the mob, with her dagger in her fist. She sliced Gred down before he even saw her coming. Lilae didn’t waste time making sure he was dead. Her dagger had cut his throat with such precision that there were no doubts.

She slammed into a tall, burly man who seemed more like a solid tree. His body was made of pure muscle, hard as stone. Lilae climbed his body and stabbed him in the neck. Blood spurted into the air.

As he fell backward, his hands racing to cover his wound, she hopped from his body and went on to the next. She didn’t need to look back; Lilae always struck true. She could hear him gasping for breath.

Someone grabbed Lilae by her hair from behind. She growled in annoyance and used her Evasion. Her ibellen flickered before his eyes, and in an instant, she swirled out of his grasp. She kicked him in the back with such force that she heard his spine crack.

His scream resonated throughout the woods, drowning out her angry yell at him for having unraveled her long red braid. Lilae put him out of his misery, pouncing onto his back. Her hands were secure against his thick, coarse beard as she snapped his neck.

She stood and swirled around. The remaining men were laying on the ground, covered in blood and dirt. Jaiza’s arrows protruded from their bodies. Lilae calmed her breathing. Only three kills. Better than nothing.

She stood stoically at the center of the massacre. Her eyes closed as she listened to the last groans of pain and gurgles of blood coming from the bandits’ mouths. Her Focus subsided and her vision of the world returned to normal. Then she remembered Pirin’s words about honoring death, even for those who were evil, and wished them well as they entered the Underworld.

Lilae waited until their sounds of dying ceased before making her way back to the camp. She emerged from the forest, her hands and clothes covered in blood splatters. She wiped her face free of a few speckles with a rag that Risa handed her. Jaiza already sat by the fire as though nothing had happened.

Lilae joined them. They all stared at her over the dancing flames as she warmed her bloodstained hands over the burning logs. Her pale face was streaked with blood and her eyes watched the fire without a trace of emotion.

“You should teach her not to get so dirty,” Lhana quipped as she poured porridge into their clay bowls.

Lilae looked at her bloody hands. The red liquid seeped into the lines of her palms. She rubbed them together, smearing the blood onto her knuckles. “At least the wolves will have a real meal tonight. Isn’t that right, Lhana?” She knew Lhana was afraid of wolves.

            Lhana slumped onto the ground and took a swig of potent ale from her flask. She looked at Lilae and shook her head. Lilae felt an intense wave of sorrow as she caught a tiny tear slip from the woman’s eye.

Lhana quickly wiped it and looked away.

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The Greatest Sin Blog Tour **Lee French's Top 10 Favorite Books**

Lee French's Top Ten Favorite Books:

10. Jason Cosmo by Dan McGirt

9. Guardians of the Flame by Joel Rosenberg

8. Ecotopia Emerging by Ernest Callenbach

7. Circus of the Damned by Laurell K. Hamilton

6. Undead & Unwed by MaryJanice Davidson

5. Good Omens by Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett

4. The Iron Druid (series) by Kevin Hearne

3. Systemic Shock by Dean Ing

2. The Last Herald-Mage (trilogy) by Mercedes Lackey

1. The Dresden Files (series) by Jim Butcher

The Fallen 

For hundreds of years, the Blaukenev clan has wandered across Tilzam, from one end to the other and back. Each wagon carries history, love, laughter, pain, sorrow, and secrets. Their greatest secret of all may be Chavali, the clan Seer. 

Spirits claim/use/save/damn her. 

With her gift/curse, nothing surprises her anymore, no one keeps secrets from her. She, on the other hand, has more than enough secrets to keep. Secrets of her own, secrets of her clan, secrets of the world, secrets she even keeps from herself. 

There are always people who want secrets. 

Some will do anything to get what they want. 

The Fallen is the foundation of the story of The Greatest Sin, of a world adrift from its God that desperately wants Her back. Chavali's comfortable, predictable life will be ripped apart and burnt to ashes as she's forced into the middle of that struggle. Change, she hates it passionately. It hates her right back.

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Adjusting to her new life as a soul-bound agent of the Fallen has Chavali pushing herself harder than ever before. Between learning to fight, dealing with idiots, and climbing stairs - lots of stairs - she has little time to waste on thoughts of the future. Or the past. 

When another agent fails to report in, Chavali is sent on the mission to discover her fate. Ready or not, she saddles up for a new adventure with new dangers. 

The search takes her to Ket, a coastal city slathered in mystery. There, she faces ghosts from her past and demons of her future as she seeks answers. All she seems to find are more questions. 

Plague, murder, lies, espionage...this city harbors much more than meets the eye, and maybe too much to handle.

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 Lee French lives in Olympia, WA with two kids, two bicycles, and too much stuff. She is an avid gamer and active member of the Myth-Weavers online RPG community, where she is known for her fondness for Angry Ninja Squirrels of Doom. In addition to spending much time there, she also trains year-round for the one-week of glorious madness that is RAGBRAI, has a nice flower garden with absolutely no lawn gnomes, and tries in vain every year to grow vegetables that don't get devoured by neighborhood wildlife.