So, you like free books?

Today is your LUCKY day!

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As a thank you to my readers and all epic fantasy lovers, you have the opportunity to receive either The Rise of Nazil, Kurintor Nyusi, or Rites of Heirdron absolutely FREE! That’s right. Whether you love gritty epic fantasy, high fantasy, or science fantasy romance, I have a novel that will titillate your literary senses and keep you turning pages.

Not into ebooks? Well, I have a special bonus for US residents. Two lucky readers will receive a signed paperback of one of the titles listed above.

What’s the catch? There isn’t one. All you have to do is like and share my pinned twitter and FB posts. That’s it. On Monday, June 24, 2019 I’ll use an online picker to select ten amazing winners.

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Are you ready to experience a unique and enthralling fantasy world? Faélondul Awaits!

.99 Epic Fantasy Trilogy!

An amazing DEAL to usher in the summer!

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With a break in my convention schedule, I’ve decided to offer my award-winning epic fantasy trilogy at a HUGE discount. For a limited time, The Rise of NaziL complete epic fantasy trilogy is only .99! That’s The Rise of Nazil,Seed of Scorn, and Piercing the Darkness all for less than a bottle of soda. If you’re ready to find out what all the buzz is about, click the link below and grab your copy now!

FREE copies of Kurintor Nyusi that I’ll be gifting to my avid fantasy lovers this month. This isn’t your parent’s fantasy. Kurintor Nyusi is a phenomenal tale with intriguing characters that will captivate you from start to finish.

Not only am I practically giving an exceptional fantasy trilogy away, I also have ten (10)

Watch for my coming announcement to receive your FREE copy soon!

Epic Fantasy Giveaway!

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I’ve teamed up with 20+ fantastic authors to give away a huge collection of Epic Fantasy novels to 2 lucky winners, PLUS a brand new eReader to the Grand Prize winner!

You can win my novel Kurintor Nyusi, plus books from authors like DK Holmberg, Resa Nelson, Craig Halloran, and more — just by following me and other great Epic Fantasy authors on BookBub!

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Good luck and enjoy!

Book Tour: Penchant for Vengeance

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Robert Downs

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Robert Downs aspired to be a writer before he realized how difficult the writing process was. Fortunately, he’d already fallen in love with the craft, otherwise his stories might never have seen print. Originally from West Virginia, he has lived in Virginia, Massachusetts, New Mexico, and now resides in California. When he’s not writing, Downs can be found reviewing, blogging, or smiling. To find out more about his latest projects, or to reach out to him on the Internet, visit the author’s website: www.RobertDowns.net. PENCHANT FOR VENGEANCE is his fifth novel.

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Excerpt

Traffic was light—Charlottesville, Virginia, despite being a college town, had a curfew—the morning was dark, and a light mist filled the air, adding drops of water to my bright yellow 1974 Camaro. I took the back roads, rather than using US 250 to reach the downtown mall, with Regal Cinema located near the center, off Main Street. I reached the scene in less than ten minutes, including parking, without using a siren, or running a single red light. The body, however, wasn’t nearly as successful as I was.

“Can’t you guys pick a more reasonable hour?” I asked. “Crime should wait until at least nine o’clock.”

“Why don’t you get your butt out of bed like everyone else?” a cop said.

The man didn’t look familiar, nor did his crew cut, wide shoulders, and pressed uniform. His face lacked wrinkles, and his scowl provided more menace than a rabbit with a semi-automatic weapon.

“I did. I’m here, aren’t I?”

I’d flashed my shield to get in, and now I wanted to flash my nine-millimeter. The early hour meant a yawn preceded one hand wrapped around the thick neck of my competition. I preferred reasonable solutions since reasonableness was all I had left. “What do we know?” I asked.

“We know you don’t belong here,” Nelson Rivers said.

Like his name implied, he preferred headlocks to handshakes and shaved heads over full-haired ones. He and I had respectfully disagreed on multiple occasions, so often I couldn’t remember the last time we’d ever agreed on anything other than the day of the week. He had hands the size of pencil sharpeners, and he pushed more buttons than he allowed pushed in return. What he needed was a little less mouth and a lot more action.

I ignored his comment. Ignorance was a hard emotion to pin down, but it seemed to rear its ugly head quicker than the other ones. And crime scenes brought out a special kind of ignorance. I had a few emotions left in my system, despite the hour, and I wanted to save them for the victim, who appeared about my age.

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The body was bent like a pretzel. Wounds that were possibly from a knife or a whip slathered the body from the neck to the pubic region, deep enough to resemble tattoos. Some were spaced closely enough to disfigure the top half of the body, rendering an exact age nearly impossible. A crime of passion entered the forefront of my mind, and it clung to the roof of my mouth. The victim probably knew his killer intimately, or was, at the very least, an acquaintance.

The wounds stood out for me: a multitude of lacerations that made me unable to look away. When I scanned below the belt, I noticed the mutilated genitalia, rendering the man much less of one. I didn’t like the look of the scene, with the body splayed at an obscene angle, dropped right outside the glass front doors of Regal Cinema to render two of the doors nearly impassable. It resembled something. I just wasn’t sure what. I’d probably blocked it out of my mind, being that I frequented this particular cinema and watched more movies than I cared to admit.

I hoped it never came back, the thought I had blocked. It always did in the end. That was what hurt the most: Movies exacerbated the oddities of life.

Killers were usually born not made, but sometimes, it was the other way around.

The victim’s hands were positioned above his head, forming a triangle, as if he prayed in death to some higher power. Positioned that way by the killer, his hands rubbed up against each other, his head tilted slightly upward. The wounds to the victim’s hands told me he had put up a struggle, knowing that death was inevitable, yet he had wanted to live all the way to the end. But it wasn’t enough. It often never was.

The lack of blood told me the victim wasn’t killed here, and other than a nude body covered in wounds and dried blood, like strokes from a brush, with his hands pointed toward the sky, there were no other obvious signatures. His head was shaved with only a small area of stubble on his chin. His height and weight fell in the average region, his eyes were black, and his lips formed a permanent grimace. He had defensive wounds on both his wrists and the back of his hands, and his skin was as white as a first-floor apartment.

“Who’s the victim?” I asked.

“Victim’s name is unknown, until we run some tests,” the ME said. “Other than being male, and probably between thirty-five and forty years old, I’m out of guesses.”

Addie Ferguson, the ME, had a knack for guessing ages, along with her serious attention to detail. A short woman, with a few extra pounds she could never seem to get rid of, she preferred ankle-length skirts, black boots, and blue blouses.

“Have we got a time of death?”

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Author Interview: Bill McCormick

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Today, I’m pleased to welcome author Bill McCormick to the Desu Beast Blog. Bill is definitely one of my most colorful guests with an outré sense of humor. Yes, he makes me giggle (and sometimes blush).

Can you begin by telling me a little bit about yourself?

I’m slightly stunned by the fact I’m alive, as is anyone who’s known me for a while. I’m 56 years old, started selling fiction when I was 49, and keep checking every day to see if this is all some cruel joke. I spent decades in the music industry, starting as a musician and working my way into management, eventually running an indy label that was distributed by Warner Brothers. One amazing lawsuit later, it involved the use of our copyrights and not anything we did wrong, I found myself out of work and getting divorced. So, I figured I had nothing to lose. I started taking the voices in my head and sharing them with people. So far, it’s working out pretty well.

That’s amazing. After sharing an author panel with you, I know how personable and humorous you are. So, music to novels. Let’s find out more about that.

  1. Have you always wanted to be an author?

No. When I was a little kid, I wanted to be a circus ringmaster. I just thought it was cool there was a job where you got a uniform, got to be in parades, and did no discernible work.

  1. What inspired you to write your first book?

Drugs. Lots and lots of drugs. Also boredom. I’d been writing nonfiction about the music industry and pop radio for a while: mostly because I toured with bands and did a specialty show on ABC-FM here in Chicago from 1986 to 1991. Those are not unrelated. Touring and talking to yourself is a great gateway to getting stoned as hell.

  1. What genre(s) do you write?

Humorous dystopian sci-fi. I’m not sure it’s a real genre, but it’s what I write.

  1. What is the name of your latest novel?

The Brittle Riders.

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  1. How did you come up with the concept for your novel?

Well, as I mentioned above, I spent all of the 80’s, and the early part of the 90’s, stoned off my ass. When I was touring I would get bored and watch the landscape pass by. Since the majority of America is farmland, I’d look at lots of cows and horses and stuff. I started wondering what would happen if they gained sentience. One thing led to another and I had the plot for The Brittle Riders.

  1. Once you had the plot was it easy to write the book?

Oh, hell yeah! This was the early 90’s. I took all my notes, cobbled an outline, and crafted a 1,400 page magnum opus to fantasy. It had a Sword of Truth … you know what, let’s not talk about that. God gifted me with a paper shredder and I was able to save humanity goo-gobs of literary agony. Quite honestly it was so bad that, had it gotten released, I may never have gotten laid again.

Years later, drug free and reasonably sane, I had started getting my short stories published. I ran across my notes on The Brittle Riders and saw some stuff that was worth saving. I kept the titular characters, one villain instead of a dozen or so, and came up with a single story arc. After that I let the characters guide me. I was hoping to get a novella out of it and ended up with a trilogy. Hopefully, in this case at least, bigger is better.

  1. Who is your favorite character and why?

That would be Sland. He’s rude, violent, insecure, and capable of more than he’s comfortable admitting.

  1. Who is your least favorite character and why?

I really don’t have one. My girlfriend hates Xhaknar because he’s so violent and self serving. But I can’t hate something that fell out of my brain. Tumors and all he’s a part of me.

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  1. Which character do you relate to the most and why?

Oolnok. His whole life is spent watching the events of the novel happen around him. He’s not a warrior, not a leader, he’s nobody and everybody all in one. That’s a lot like any of us. We’re not ruling the world, or saving it, we’re just doing what we can to keep a roof over our heads, not piss off whoever’s in charge this week, and make sure our families are protected and safe. He, literally, has nothing to do with the story and yet people seem to like him as much as I do.

  1. Is there a certain message that you desire your readers to grasp?

In the Bible we’re promised a world without end. There’s nothing in there that says humans are guaranteed any part of that.

  1. What books have influenced you the most? Why?

Oooh, toughy. Walter Miller Jr.’s A Canticle for Leibowitz for its glorious look at how religions develop, Douglas Adams’ Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy on how we perceive authority and reality, Octavia Butler’s Patternmaster for its ability to use poetry as prose (a staple of hers), and others. I would also toss in Harlan Ellison’s Repent Harlequin Said the Tick Tock Man, even though it’s a short, for its passage about using jellybeans to overthrow a government.

  1. Who are a few of your favorite authors?

The ones I just named, obviously. I’d add Arthur C. Clarke, David Brin, Anne McCaffrey, Lara Elena Donnelly who recently caught my attention, and there are many more.

  1. With what author would you love to have a conversation?

Is this one of those living or dead questions? I usually prefer the living since the dead don’t talk much. I guess I would pick Vandana Singh. I’d like to know how a native Indian came to encompass Whitman’s bromide, “I am large, I contain multitudes.” Also I want to pick her mind about several of her shorts.

  1. Any future projects you would like to talk about?

A few. I just licensed my IP for Legends Parallel, Pestilent, and Bob: Sins of the Son, all graphic novels and comic books, to Nerdanatix for development into video games, animated series and, some day hopefully, live action films or television shows. They will also be developing spin off properties for younger audiences since all my stuff is rated “M” for Mature. That’s not as crazy as it sounds. Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles was flat out murder porn when it came out. A tweak here and a tweak there and you know what happened after that. And it’s far from the only title to successfully make this transition. Legends Parallel already has two issues out and the other two titles are slated for release in 2018. I did the deal based on the scripts and the quality of the work of the artists involved. I also have the prequel/sequel to The Brittle Riders coming out next year. It’s called Goptri of the Mists and it’s even more twisted that TBR. And, as usual, I can also be found in numerous anthologies.

  1. If you could start again, is there anything you would change in your latest book?

I get asked this a lot and can’t really think of anything. I know nothing’s perfect, but I was allowed to do with this trilogy many things other authors might not be offered. I was even allowed to change the structure of the prose from book to book, starting with Present Perfect and then devolving to a traditional past tense narrative as the story develops. That was purposeful. In the first book the titular characters ignore their pasts, which suck, and don’t believe they have a future since everyone they love is either dead or in exile. As they develop so does the surrounding prose.

 

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  1. Is there a short excerpt of your current book that you would like to share?

Sure. Because I’m an asshole, and have played one on TV, I’ll share a scene from Book III.

Worlds can change on the tiniest thing. History, written by the winners, tends to edit out the minutiae and record the broader stories. One item that historians would edit out happened now. Which is a shame, because without this event the rest would never have happened.

Nature called and it was Sland’s turn to answer. It was almost even-fall and they could hear the survivors setting up camp on the shore. They’d decided to wait until breaklight to see who was alive and in charge and then figure out their next move.

Sland cared about none of this, although he was aware of it all. He just wanted to find a quiet tree and loose his bowels. He walked a considerable distance from their camp, found a suitable tree, and was just finishing with the last wiping leaf when he heard a harrumphing sound behind him. He slowly rose while pulling his pants up and turned. He was faced with a nice array of weapons, any one of which could kill him instantly. He finished buttoning up and realized that this might be his last moment on Arreti. If so he wanted to go out with a laugh. He stood as tall as he could, expanded his chest and bellowed.

“I am Sland, prince of the Temple of Azarep, blooded warrior of the Brittle Riders. I have come to Kalindor to meet Quelnerom in ritual battle for the throne.”

Yep, that should be good for a laugh. He smiled as he gently stepped away from the steaming pile and waited to be executed. Instead some of the weapons waggled for him to move forward and others waggled for him to put his hands above his head. He complied with both wagglings.

They did not remove his weapons. His gun was still holstered on his thigh and his sword was still sheathed on his back. His many knives were still hidden all over his body. Not that he saw any way of using them without being killed instantly but he noted it since it was odd that he still had them.

They led him to the shore and into the middle of their makeshift camp. He could see they were all wet and tired. They didn’t look good at all. Of course, being blown out of a perfectly good ship and then swimming a kay or so to shore will do that to a brand.

He assumed the reptiloid wearing more feathers and glitter than the rest was Quelnerom. He was dry and reasonably unruffled so Sland figured he must have ridden in one of the boats he saw dragged up on shore. He’d only heard him described but this brand seemed to fit the description. One of his captors reeled off his bona fides as he’d given them and then they all stepped back a respectful distance.

Sland chuckled to himself. He sincerely doubted that Quelnerom would follow through with anything other than having him killed where he stood. Well, it was fun while it lasted. Quelnerom stood and stared at him.

“You carry a sword. Is it for decoration or can you use it?”

Sland was astounded. Geldish was going to kill him if he survived this.

“The sword has been blooded.”

Quelnerom nodded appreciatively. “Remove all your other weapons.”

Sland did as he was told and that took a bit. When he was done his gun, holster, and eight knives lay in a neat array to the side. The reptiloids looked as though it were a small’s illusion show as each knife appeared from a different place. He stepped back to the center of the group and looked at Quelnerom.

Quelnerom was handed a sword and he aimed it forward in the ritual salute. Sland, seeing no option, unsheathed his sword and crossed his with Quelnerom’s.

Quelnerom nodded and lunged.

  1. Do you have a favorite quote from one of your novels?

Apocalypses are funny that way. The second I wrote it I knew I had a tagline for the series.

  1. Do you have any advice for up and coming authors?

Vodka makes the world better. If you’re single groupies, preferably rich ones, are a good call too. I would also suggest they write everything. Speeches, ad copy, out of genre stories, anything and everything. Even if they never come back to those methods again they’ll be better writers knowing them.

  1. Are there any future events you would like to announce?

Yessiree Bob. Or, Yessiree Aaron-Michael, as the case may be.  I’ll be appearing at the Motor City Black Age of Comics convention on November 18th at Wayne State University in Detroit Michigan.

Thank you for visiting the Desu Beast Blog. I have my copies of The Brittle Riders and can’t wait to get started! I’ll be stopping by your booth during the Virtual FantasyCon. Great Success!

For more information about Bill McCormick, please visit his WEBSITE.  You can see him in person at the Motor City Black Age of Comics, and virtually at the current FantasyCon event on FACEBOOK.

You can enjoy a recent panel discussion on What Makes an Epic Saga featuring Bill McCormick.

Virtual FantasyCon 2017

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Are you ready for the Virtual FantasyCon of 2017?

The convention last year was a blast, and they’ve really made some exceptional upgrades for year three. If you love great fantasy and sci-fi (and science fantasy), you need to check out the readers’ corner page for the VFCs. Why? Because there are tons of games, free books, giveaways, and links to all of the participating author’s pages. Do yourself a favor and check out this virtual convention!

It wouldn’t be a convention without awards! The VFCs announced their winners and I’m honored to have been nominated in two categories and won the GOLD! Check out all the winners on the contest page.

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For more information, you can visit their WEBSITE, READERS’ PAGE, and AWARDS PAGE.

Conventions and Contests

The busy convention season is beginning to wind down, and I am feeling it.  However, I have four fantastic events remaining on my calendar.

So, where will I be for the rest of the year?

On August 26-27th, I will be at the Wolf Creek Library in Atlanta, Ga attending OnyxCon. This is an exceptional FREE event featuring creatives of all types. I was fortunate enough to attend the Sankofa event they held in February. It was a remarkable experience and extremely well attended. Pack up the family and come out to meet some exceptional artist, authors, graphic designers, film producers, and more! Visit their WEBSITE for more information.

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In September (1st-4th), I will be attending DragonCon. If you know anything about this phenomenal convention, you understand how excited I am to be a part of it this year. In fact, I am not only attending, I have the honor of being on a High Fantasy panel with Christopher Paolini, Michael Livingston, and Mercedes Lackey. For more information, visit their WEBSITE.

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My last two events this year are Conjuration and the Atlanta Steampunk Expo. I hope to see you there!

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If you would like an opportunity to WIN a FREE audiobook of Rites of Heirdron or an ebook of Orbs of Trenihgea, I have a rafflecopter giveaway! No email sign ups or difficult instructions. Great Success.

New Releases!

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I’m excited to announce that the audio book for Rites of Heirdron is live on audible and the second novel Orbs of Trenihgea is available for pre-order on Amazon! It has been a busy year, but both novels released by the deadline.

 
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🔗 https://goo.gl/Lsv1X6 – Orbs of Trenihgea

I’ll be having some giveaways for both the audio book and the ebook soon. If you are on Goodreads, you’ll have the opportunity to win a paperback copy of both science fantasy novels as well.

Stay tuned for more regarding this science fantasy romance duology!

Review of Rites of Heirdron audio book:

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Ahmezurhran and Adnamax await!

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Free Audiobook!

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I am thrilled to announce that Rites of Heirdron narrated by the phenomenal Victor Bevine is live on audible! To celebrate the new release, I am gifting five FREE audio books in exchange for honest reviews.

If you love Science Fantasy Romance and would like to receive a free copy, please email me at the.rise.of.nazil@gmail.com with the subject RITES. I will be using an online randomizer to select five winners.

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What is Science Fantasy?

Science fantasy is a mixed genre within the umbrella of speculative fiction which simultaneously draws upon and/or combines tropes and elements from both science fiction and fantasy. Where science fiction does not permit the existence of fantasy or supernatural elements, science fantasy explicitly relies upon them.

Blurb:

They poisoned his planet, massacred his people, and violated his mother.
Now, they’re coming for him.

A bastard prince born to a dishonored queen, Zrahnz is the last hope of a dying world nearly decimated after a treacherous interplanetary betrayal. He struggles to reclaim his legitimacy as a ruler and for his planet’s survival. But as he endeavors to unravel the manipulations of the past, a debilitating illness threatens his sanity and his life. If he cannot save himself, his planet will succumb to the corrupt intergalactic alliances aligned against them.

The irrepressible allure he feels for an Earth-born visitor, Itanya, threatens to overwhelm him, yet through her, Zrahnz discovers the secret that can ease the devastating agony of his illness. Could she be the key to his survival and the future of Triaxeyn?

With Q-1 Raydren at his side, and with the influence of the Oracles, he discovers corrupted truths and a forgotten prophecy. But he must make a crucial, life-saving decision, or else his people and everyone he loves could be destroyed.