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“March Madness Revisited Again” by Teirrah McNair

What do you do if you’ve been looking for a job for two years and haven’t had much success? What do you do when money is running low and you barely have enough gasoline to get to the next job interview? Well, you don’t lose hope and you keep trying, of course. Tiny Lafayette is about to go to her 78th interview, and is ready to start work right away. She is confident, professional, and well prepared, so what could possibly go wrong? After all, she was once a rising Silicon Valley executive, so she has all the experience an employer could require. However, her hopes are crushed when she gets there and is informed that the position she was applying for was filled the night before.

“March Madness Revisited Again” by Teirrah McNair is an amazing novelette that aims to inspire and empower the readers. The main character, Tiny, teaches them a very important thing: no matter how difficult things are and no matter how often you have failed, you just have to keep your faith and never give up. Life is full of surprises, and sometimes the solution may come when you least expect it. When she leaves the interview without even having been given a chance to prove she deserved the job, Tiny is disappointed and things start falling apart. Her car stops, her phone has no signal, and she ends up walking back home. She feels like her life is over, but an unexpected event changes things forever.

Author Teirrah McNair is brilliant when it comes to character development. Readers will find it easy to relate to Tiny, and they will root for her from the very first pages. Many people had to deal with similar situations, and the author used the experience she gained while helping people achieve employment and success to send some powerful messages. Teirrah McNair is an ordained Christian minister and pastor who dedicated her life and work to helping people accomplish their dreams. All her books and stories contain valuable lessons that motivate readers and show them that anything is possible if they trust God and continue to work towards their goals.

“March Madness Revisited Again” is a quick, delightful read that has everything it needs to keep readers glued to the pages: fast-paced action, complex, believable characters, and surprising twists and turns.

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“Legends: Nomory” by Mohamed Moshrif

Aliens, mythical monsters, and an ancient Egyptian tomb… Mohamed Moshrif’s debut novel, “Legends: Nomory”, has all the right elements to become a top favorite of any fan of Fantasy/Science Fiction books. It is original, intriguing, and action-packed. The author has also managed to create some memorable characters whose mission is to solve an ancient puzzle and save the Earth from a new war. So, if you like stories that combine old legends and myths with advanced technology, then you will admit that “Legends: Nomory” is a must-read.

Sarah Michael is one of the best Egyptologists in the world, and she has finally found the tomb she has been looking for. One year before this expedition in Egypt, her father received a papyrus that mentioned a tomb like no other. To find it, Sarah needed a team. Four of her students decided to help her, and in the Prologue we see them all in the desert, trying to figure out how to open the strange tomb that didn’t seem to have any visible entrances. John, Fares, Nour, and Melinda admire Sarah and are ready to follow her anywhere. However, when they finally manage to enter the tomb, they realize that Egyptology might not have been their best choice of career. All five are trapped inside the tomb, and their only chance to see daylight again is to figure out a way to escape by following the instructions of a mysterious hologram.

Mohamed Moshrif has created a unique, exciting history for his imaginary world. The hologram that acts like a guide for Sarah and her team is actually an alien. His name is Monar, he is a chief scientist on the planet of Nomory, and his hologram has been programmed to keep the secret of an intra-galactic war until the right people would discover the tomb. Now, the five Egyptologists have to listen to his story carefully, find a way out of the tomb, and then use the information Monar gave them to save Earth from certain destruction. There is a war that will soon begin, and they are the only ones who can stop it.

“Legends: Nomory” is a brilliant blend of fantasy, science fiction, mystery, and suspense. Readers will find themselves turning the pages as fast as possible, eager to find out everything there is to know about the intra-galactic war. The author has used many symbols and clues to build an intriguing puzzle that will keep both the characters and the readers guessing. For example, the tomb is covered in unknown symbols and pictures of mythical creatures. The connection between these creatures and the aliens will come as a surprise, and readers will want to grab the next book in the series to find out even more.

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“The Dead Bank Diary” by Anna Schlegel

A financial thriller might not have cops, killings, and bloody scenes, but it holds the reader’s interest in a different way. Money, frauds, complicated schemes to bankrupt a bank… all these build the suspense and keep the reader guessing and turning the pages as fast as possible. This is exactly what Anna Schlegel’s novel, “The Dead Bank Diary”, manages: to keep readers on the edge of their seats. And the most chilling aspect of the Russian writer’s thriller is the fact that it is inspired from real life.

“The Dead Bank Diary” is the first book in a series, and it focuses on the narrator, Ann, and Victor, a financier and retired intelligence officer. Together, the two arrange a couple of complex financial frauds that can get them in huge trouble at any time. However, the trick is to be smart enough, make a perfect plan, and then perform a beautiful, clean fraud that no one will ever see coming. Ann and Victor make an amazing team, and readers will follow their adventures excitedly. At first, not everyone will like Victor, but the author is amazing when it comes to character development, and as they will start learning more things about this man, readers will begin to understand him and empathize with him.

Even though she didn’t put real events in her novel, Anna Schlegel did take her inspiration from her own life in Moscow. Her character, Victor, is based on a real person she worked with, a retired foreign intelligence service officer and a magnificent fraudster. He was a powerful, influential man the author admired a lot, which also determined her to write her novel in his memory. “The Dead Bank Diary” is all about money, banks, and financial schemes. Readers will be absolutely fascinated by the world Anna Schlegel paints on the pages of her book, and by the cold, gloomy Moscow which proves to be the perfect setting for the mysterious plots the characters create and set into motion.

“The Dead Bank Diary” is one of those novels that make you ask yourself uncomfortable questions after you have finished it. For instance, how much of it is fiction and how much is reality? Do things like that actually happen right before our eyes? Anna Schlegel has written a book that has everything it needs to become a bestseller. It certainly is a must-read for all fans of the thriller genre.

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Chapter 1. Igor

Moscow, June 1998.
Igor, an ex-intelligence serviceman, was waiting for me at China-town metro station. He had a swollen red face with bloodshot insane and drunk eyes. He smelled of sweat and alcohol, his face was burning. When drunk he usually looked like a bevvied bed bug, as if he’d sprinkle with the blood in your face once you press on him. He grasped me by the elbow with his sticky hot palm and turned me to face him. He was speaking in his usual manner, eye to eye. I kept listening, without looking away from the bloody gauze of his eyes, where blindly like a fly in netting was beating the apple of his eye. I got used to this. He was bluffing. Even being sober Igor lied wholeheartedly, with confidence and shamelessly, like children do.

Catching up on some crazy story on a night flight with five million dollars in exchange for rubles, and a platoon of machine gunners, he added casually just to make sure:
– I got a wooden leg. Want to see it unfastened?
– There, stop flirting, – I slightly pushed him away, sneaking out my elbow.
– Why, you don’t believe me?! You know where I had to fight?!

We came out of the tube into the grasping blind heat. The sun was falling on blindly all over the place; there was no shelter, no chance to rest my eyes onto some shade. Everything was equally lit with dim white sunlight. Igor’s white shirt made me blink; I had no wish to lift my eyes. My glance stopped at his moist red neck bearing beads of sweat. I had no wish to listen to Igor. He was talking of his being wounded in Chechenia and how he lost his leg. Pure bullshit. His leg was well intact and hairy.

Everyone knew he got his worst injury from his wife. Having learnt of his adultery, she hit his balls with a sharp toe of her shoe. Fright, pain, swelling, all was gone long time ago. But for a good while after, when putting his hand in a pocket, he was still imperceptibly scratching his healing ball. This habit remained. Some male instinct made him thrust his hand into a pocket and touch, to make sure it was all safe and sound inside, and then slightly scratch it.

However, he loved his wife he had been with for twenty years. He was long since living alone in different places, but did his best to visit her with a sober mind and not empty-handed. As many others, having seen the death, he was artless and naïve. He felt uneasy coming to see her empty-handed. And then unnoticed he would pull a five hundred note from his wife’s purse, and seating himself at the table, handed it over to her, saying, – Well, that is all I have until they open me a credit line. She started hiding her purse and marking the notes, so Igor imperceptibly turned into an alcoholic.

It was absolutely impossible to make any deals with Igor. How did he could draw me into this currency exchange? Eventually, we reached. The bank was on some industrial site. Their hall was empty. From the doors it reeked of the heat from the street with its sugary smell of cob brick. Imbecile as he is, Igor. We were not even allowed in for negotiations.

After some fooling around Igor came up a young female clerk:
– Listen, I am a veteran. I lost my leg. I’ve got to pee.

And he was allowed upstairs. From what Igor heard hanging around the conference room, the deal was bollocks. The bank could not accept money into their depository. There used to come a cash-full vehicle, the money was counted and then vehicle left for the depository of Guta-Bank for exchange. The vehicle came back and the cash was recounted. But at the time of exchange at Guta-Bank the cash was left unattended by security. Two hours of talks and bargain…
Leaving the bank we both concurrently spitted.

– Let’s pee over here, – Igor waived sideways, towards the dusty shrubs.

My cell started ringing. It was Nikita. His voice was hardly getting through the noise of the airport, from far away.

– Ann, listen. You know here in the airport I met some guy and he died. Just a normal guy, we just talked a little. It seems he was a courier. It happened so I’ve got his parcel. There was an old bond of a million dollars inside. I sent it to Arcady’s address by DHL. It will soon come. Go get it through…

– Nikita how did it happen you got that bond on you?

– … I took it accidentally.

– You mean you have stolen it? You know what you put you foot in…?! – I screamed as if I wanted to thunder down the airport hubbub that felt like creeping into my head.

– Not stolen. I took the parcel and thought to give it over to… There was no address. So you get it through… – Nikita cut me short. – I am no good at bonds. So see you, they have announced my flight number.

He rang off.

– Igor… this bloody idiot has stolen a million dollar bond …and sent it to Arcady. A million dollars in one note! How do you like this shit?

– Your ass is going to be the shooting mark, – Igor clicked his tongue.

– Let’s get to Arcady’s place fast.

– I don’t care where drink vodka, – said Igor. – And Nikita is a walking shithouse so all kind of shit sticks well on him.

We exchanged looks unwittingly and quickened the pace.

By Arcady’s house in the black archway there rushed a dog, dirty yellow like the evening sun on the asphalt. I used to see him here quite often. The dog darted out in a shivery bent silhouette, soaked the corner with a fine jet, sparkling for a second in the sun, and then ran away, hopping and looking back. I threw my head up. From below one could notice the windows wide open, the dim crystal chandelier over the table, flashed scraps of some visitors and the juniper smoke coming out.

Arcady used to burn birch logs and juniper in his fireplace, and grill kebabs. There was no big gathering, however the rooms were filled with scuffling, the sound of chairs getting set back, clinking of dinnerware, rusting of husky smokers’ voices coming from the stairwell. People walked out for smoking, the street-door kept incessantly creaking and banging on its old over-strained door spring, letting the smoke puffs inside. And heavy echo was coughing in the depths of the corridor.

Somehow people managed to get adjusted to this kind of life, but Arcady could not. Having lost their ministerial portfolio some of them went to make business in undergarments. Arcady however, after losing his deputy chair in a huge corporation, still could not find his place. Arcady was trading in useful contacts. He was either getting old or lazy. One way or another, he was damned to make people meet and get his fees on such brokerage.

Arcady was not my father but we have been close since childhood, I got his habits and he was the dearest person in my life.

Today Arcady was winding up some of his bric-a-brac that was a good few, in order to repurchase another apartment. That is the apartment of his brother residing abroad. Arcady accustomed to consider it his own property, all the more so these apartments were just next door.

– Arcady! – My voice got lost in the depths of his corridor.

– This is for you, – and Arcady handed me a bulky envelope.

From the envelope pattered out a doubled old bond exposing its worn out folds to the light. Right in the center it was bearing an oval portrait of Ulysses S. Grant just like on fifty dollar bill. The upper frame of the portrait was decorated with frostwork monograms slightly obliterated in the middle. Under the portrait there were coupons laid in rows. The old paper was amazing. It was issued by the Federal Reserve System of the United States in 1934, for one million dollars. So many zeros! The note warmly lit showing its water-marks and somewhat played in the light changing its colour from paludal to green-grass.

Involuntarily I rubbed my cheek against it. It felt a little crusty, as a shelve-warmer atlas a little hardened with humid air. I could even smell out a subtle stale odour usually coming from long-time packed old clothes in the flea market, or the last-year leaves dumped under the snow. And then there was a smell as if hundreds of human fingers had touched it before. It was so abraded and crumpled that seemed having changed hands over and over again.

And I do love the odour of cash! I just liked how money smells. I used to enjoy tumbling even a one-hundred note in my palms, and then unwittingly bring it right to my nose. Oh! This note however smelled something unusual. This must be the smell of big money.

Bullshit! I have never seen a one-million dollar in a single note. In was such a big and beautiful note… and with so many coupons.

The envelope also contained some other faxed cover letters. They said: The bonds were issued prior to the Bretton Woods Agreement of 1944 by the US Government as US gold bonds to be traded in exchange for money to third parties or used to repay a debt. The United States Government guaranteed these bonds with the US gold reserves.

The cover letters also included the Gold Bullion Certificate and the Treasury Certificate, where the US Treasury confirmed the relevant gold security amount and quality. The whole lot was enclosed with a Global Immunity Certificate.
The Global Immunity copy read: In virtue of the power in them here unto enabling the United States of America to determine and to contract in a manner appearing as a loan which shall be known as Federal Reserve Bond series 1934. The locator and redeemer will be free from criminal offense and be duly covered by complete immunity documented for the safety of all parties concerned.

The bearer of these bonds acts as a lender while the United States Government acts as a debtor. For over 50 years these bonds have been in free circulation. They were free from charges, mortgage or other encumbrance by third party rights. No rejection of claim on the part of the United States was acceptable, nor withdrawal of debt acknowledgement. All this text came under signed and sealed.

Bullshit. If the bond itself was a faxed copy I would rather think it was no better than another 10-million dollar Fed, a copy of which I just recently had on my hands. It was still somewhere lost among other copies. I remember having crumpled up this paper and my intention of casting it to the wastepaper basket but I still changed my mind, thinking …I could come across the same after a long while and smile. With a similar feeling I had folded and kept my old luxury dress in the wardrobe. There was nowhere to dress up. It was out of fashion. But still I could accidentally see it while sorting out my wardrobe and remember of those nonchalant and wealthy times, so I could cry hiding my face in that robe.

– Handsome forgery. I didn’t know it could be so good. Just as good as real, – said Igor, taking the bond to his eyes, and fumbling it against the light. – At one time there were many of this kind in the market. So many we were sick and tired of.

– You think it’s the same fake note? – I was disappointed.

– Really handsome! Wonderful! A million dollar in a one note! A bearer bond! Never seen anything better, – Igor laughed. – And you what were you thinking?

– I was thinking the same, until I took a smell … that smell… it smells of money! It smells of a million dollars!

– It smells of crime, – chuntered Igor, handing the bond to Arcady.

– And this is not the fake note that used to be out in the market, – Arcady said.

– This one is different. That note was of 100-million dollar face value. Don’t you remember? But Fed has never issued anything over one-million worth. And this one is exactly one million. Humble indeed. Never thought I’d be holding it in my hands. I heard these bonds were used to repay Russian national debt.

– How many of those were there? – I asked.

– Up to twenty billion worth, – Arcady said, recollecting that story. – I am not an expert of course, but… Michael, you are not yet going? – cried out Arcady in the kitchen way.

– Michael?

I was thinking Arcady made up his mind to sell another print by Falck cherished against a rainy day, and this was why he was calling for Michael. I looked at him uneasily, but Arcady just waved aside and smiled. Michael only came to chat and kick the tires.

Michael, a fine art expert and connoisseur, was sitting in the corner of the kitchen with his bony arms across and his fingers intertwined, with a smoldering cigarette. From afar he seemed tied up in a knot. He stood up, going round mindlessly and moving sweepingly like a stuffed doll. He approached his face with high cheek bones sinking under grey temples, clicked the lighter and knotted up again, seated next to mine. By the way, with all his shapelessness Michael turned out attractive to females. In his youth Michael would strike in the face without much talking. He would only take off his specs. And he never cash in on his clients. He was original, as per one of his friends’ evaluation.
Arcady pushed away some tea cups with a motion of his hand from the table corner.

– Here, look, what a wonderful forgery, – Arcady unfolded the bond in front of him.

Michael took the bond paper close to his eyes, narrowing and flickering up and down the monograms as if probing the same.

– Unbelievable. It’s an artwork, – he whispered over the note.

– All American bonds of that time look similar to this one. And dollars too, – it didn’t ring any bells to Arcady.

– I haven’t seen any others, Arcady. And this one was not done yesterday. Its age is between 1940 and 1960. This banknote is a real masterpiece. And if it’s forgery it is obviously an artwork by a famous forger.

– Who must be dead by now, – Igor remarked.

– That is for the better. So his name is long time well known to everyone. His style and touch looks familiar to me, over here… – Michael carefully tapped on with his bony finger the conglomerate of white monograms intertwined as a knot of worms, drifted to the upper edge of the line curved just above the portrait.

– Style and touch? On a bond paper? – Arcady asked again dubiously.

– Just like the master’s style and touch… You know the touch of a certain painter never gets changed, just like his fingerprint. No matter what he makes paintings or money… The touch remains. I visited an exhibition of a Russian painter Smirnov in The Tretyakov Gallery, three years ago. It was brought from Austria. There is a museum of his with all his works. And you know what? Smirnov used to make handmade dollars. He would wash off the ink from a one-dollar note and make a hundred instead. He served his time in jail, came out. Lived under a different name, kept refreshing his documents and died in Vienna… And his touch was remarkable.

Michael went to search for his spectacles, took his magnifier. And for a rather long time, adjusting the specs and the magnifier kept looking with his keen eyes at the bond.

– There is nothing to look at, Michael, its all clear. Let us have a drink, – and Igor poured him some whiskey.

– Yeah, we’d rather have a drink, – agreed Michael, taking off his specs and putting aside the bond paper. – But, I had better smoke…

Michael kept smoking grass out of his college time habit, when appraising an unknown artwork by-sight.

– It’s immaterial what kind of note is this, – voiced Arcady in a frigid and sober tone. – What is important, every bond has its owner. No matter if its payable to bearer or not. And the owner is now looking for it.

And he was right. All promissory notes, all papers, forgery or not, meant a real person, with actual or paper funds. And if this paper funds like in this bond case were too big, that meant the money owner was a millionaire.

This had nothing to do with the long time deceased forger. The bond belonged to a live person. This bond came out not by chance. It must have dropped out of a deal, of a major transaction, where it would get exchanged for something and get back to sleep in the bank depository vault for many years. This was not a market transaction. It appeared to be a deal between two parties who know each other well. The bond could be getting transferred from one bank to another. So the transaction was aborted. It might have been a million dollar deal.

– Well, that’s real shit. So who may be the owner? – Igor asked following Arcady.

– It’s hardly a criminal transaction, – Arcady started speculating. – The criminal world was not allowed to buy-up the government debt. This should be the intelligence agency case. We’d better find the owner fast. And give the bond back. It’s just like keeping the bomb under the bed.

– And how do you find the owner? – I wondered.

– Well if you don’t find him, he will find you, and that’ll be worse, – retorted Arcady.

– Let us find the body in the first place, – resolved Igor. – The courier was dead in the airport? Let’s go there.

“Morium” by S.J. Hermann

One of the most difficult topics to tackle is that of bullying. Many Young Adult books try to do it, but not all of them succeed. “Morium” by S.J. Hermann is one of those few novels that manage to depict this problem in a realistic way, showing how both the victims and the bullies have to suffer because of this dangerous behavior. The fantasy elements allow the author to show how bullying can actually turn a victim into a bully once he or she gets the power and the favorable circumstances to take action.

Stacy, Nathan, and Lexi are three high school seniors whose lives are a horrible hell. They are all constantly bullied at school for various reasons, and they lack the support they should receive from their families. Nathan’s parents are always gone, and Lexi has just lost her mother. They only have each other, but sometimes it is not enough. Lexi is forced to see her father struggle with her mother’s death, and the only way she can cope with the pain and despair is to cut her arms methodically. She never cuts herself deep enough to cause any serious damage, but if anyone found out about her dark secret, they would believe she was crazy. Things take an unexpected turn for both Nathan and Lexi when they find some strange rocks that fell from the sky in the forest. They touch them, and after some time they realize that the rocks have given them supernatural powers.

If Lexi is trying to control her powers in order not to hurt anyone, Nathan has a different understanding of what has just happened to them. He calls their powers “The Gift”, and decides to use his against the people who tortured him for so long. Suddenly, Nathan turns from a weak victim into a ruthless tormentor. Even worse, he becomes stronger and more dangerous when he absorbs the souls of other people. His actions determine Lexi to break their friendship and go against him. But, will she try to destroy him in order to stop him, or will she choose to save him from himself and the dark power that has taken control of his being?

This first installment in the “Morium” trilogy is an exciting fantasy/science-fiction novel that will appeal to readers of all ages. S.J. Hermann has managed to create some compelling characters that display both noble qualities and terrible flaws, which makes them believable, well-developed, and easily relatable. The story shows how things can go horribly wrong when a tortured soul, Nathan in this case, who has never received love and attention, gets hold of the power to take everything he wants and punish the people who hurt him. Readers will turn the pages as fast as possible, eager to find out what will eventually become of Nathan and Lexi.

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“Andrew Murray: Destined to Serve” – A Biographical Novel by Olea Nel Free on Amazon October 29-30, 2014

Andrew Murray was a South African Christian pastor and one of the founders of the South African General Mission in 1889. He is one of the most interesting and compelling figures in Christian history and literature, and those who have read at least some of his works will want to learn more about him and his formative years. After all, there’s nothing more fascinating than reading about someone who truly made a difference through his work, and observing how he became the person we know today. Andrew Murray’s Christian writings are still guiding people on God’s path. “Andrew Murray: Destined to Serve” by author Olea Nel is a brilliant biographical novel that shows the life of this incredible man and pastor starting with the year he was ordained by the Hague Committee of the Dutch Reformed Church.

Olea Nel’s novel begins with Andrew Murray’s reunion with his family after having spent several years in Europe studying theology to become a pastor. He is only 21 years old, he is young and ambitions, and he is determined to become a powerful preacher and make his mark as the younger son in a family of pastors. Thus, he begins to serve a congregation of over 20.000 souls. His first year of ministry to the Voortrekkers in the Orange River Sovereignty and the Transvaal, between 1849 and 1850, is difficult and challenging, but it also motivated the young pastor to do his best and overcome his own limits.

The author has done an amazing job showing the readers how Andrew Murray, overwhelmed by his mission, struggled with his insecurities and doubts regarding his calling. Because his preaching tours were long and exhausting, he often found himself in the situation when he didn’t have time to pray and ask for God’s advice and guidance. Moreover, he had to deal with the conflict between the Boer farmers and the British settlers. For a young man of 21, all these responsibilities and difficulties were a lot to handle, but Andrew Murray was committed to spreading the Gospel and building the Church in an environment where people needed his support.

“Andrew Murray: Destined to Serve” is the perfect choice for those who want to have a clear, honest image about who this man of God truly was. The author presents him as a down-to-earth and practical person despite his age, and as a patient and loving pastor. He represents an example for all of us, showing us how stress and exhaustion can be defeated when the goal is to help people and keep their faith alive. The experience and wisdom he accumulated while serving his congregation can be seen in his serious, thoughtful writings. For a better understanding of the historical period he lived in, the author included maps, photos, and a glossary at the end of her book.

“Andrew Murray: Destined to Serve” is free on Amazon Kindle from October 29 to October 30, so make sure you download your copy.

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“A Grave Hunger” by G. Hunter – Free on Amazon from October 31 to November 2, 2014

A strong woman seeking revenge, a sexy vampire hunter who turns her life upside down, and a bloody struggle between humans and vampires… “A Grave Hunger” is clearly one of those serious vampire novels that depict the night creatures exactly as they are in myths and legends: cruel and deadly. G. Hunter has brought together elements of suspense, mystery, and paranormal romance, offering readers a novel that has everything it needs to become an all-time favorite.

Leah is absolutely sure that the death of her parents and sister was not the result of an animal attack. This is what the official investigation says, but she knows that wild animals don’t kill the way her family was killed. She suspects a vampire did it, and now she is determined to get her revenge. But killing vampires is not easy, so she first needs to learn how to do it. She befriends Bobby, an experienced hunter who teaches her the basics, and once she is ready, Leah sets on a personal mission to eradicate as many vampires as she can. She is helped by the hot and sexy Finlay, Bobby’s protégé, and a special kind of relationship starts developing between them. When tragedy strikes and Bobby is killed, both Leah and Finlay have an even stronger motivation to stop the bloodsuckers from harming more innocent people.

What Leah doesn’t know is that Finlay has his own secrets and dark past. He was always a bit isolated, never allowing anyone to get into his personal space, and after Bobby’s death, Finlay withdraws even more. It’s up to Leah to break down his walls and find out what he’s hiding so she could help him get rid of his demons. However, when she does find out what is haunting him, she might reconsider her feelings.

“A Grave Hunger” is much more than a paranormal romance novel. It is a suspenseful thriller that will keep readers glued to the pages, eager to solve the puzzle before they reach the end of the book because, yes, G. Hunter introduced a lot of unexpected twists and turns. The characters are believable and well-developed, and readers will find it easy to relate to Leah and her desire to avenge her parents and sister. After going through such a terrible tragedy, it’s only natural that the only thing that is keeping her alive is the desire to hunt down the killer. Readers will also fall in love with Finlay, who comes as a good distraction, giving Leah a new reason to live and fight for what she believes in.

The book will be free on Amazon from October 31 to November 2, 2014, so make sure you download your copy if you feel like reading a real vampire novel.

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“A Taste of Honey” (“The Crime and Passion Series”, Book 1) by Gamal Hennessy – Free on Amazon, November 2-4, 2014

It’s not often that you find a thriller novel that dares to touch a high level of eroticism without affecting the plot and the flow of the action. Actually, in “A Taste of Honey”, the steamy scenes are so well done and perfectly integrated that they add a lot to the characters, allowing the readers to understand what is happening in their minds and souls. This first book in “The Crime and Passion Series” proves that Gamal Hennessy is that kind of author who challenges his readers and takes the genre to a whole new level.

Nikki Siriene is a woman in love. We all know that love can make people do unimaginable things, but in Nikki’s case, it made her cross the line one too many times. She would do anything for her lover, Chris. It doesn’t matter if that means she has to use her sexual charms to spy for him, humiliate herself, or put her life in danger. All she wants is to be by his side, hoping that one day Chris will give up all these dangerous adventures and decide to build a family and a future with her. When he brings her to Argentina and tells her she needs to seduce a suspected arms dealer, Nikki thinks this is the last job they’ll have to take care of. She couldn’t be more wrong.

Nikki is a complex and complicated character. On one hand, she might seem weak and vulnerable because she allows Chris to manipulate her and use her any way he likes. On the other hand, readers will see that Nikki grows a lot by the end of the novel, and becomes a strong woman. After all, she had it in her all along because it takes a lot of strength and intelligence to seduce some of the most powerful and dangerous men.

The relationship between Nikki and Chris takes an unexpected turn when Nikki gets caught between the arms dealer, his mysterious wife, and his paranoid business partner. She thought that she would only have to deal with the man she was supposed to seduce, but when jealousy comes into play and an explosive secret is revealed, Nikki realizes that she might not come out of this business alive.

“A Taste of Honey” is a must-read for thriller fans. It includes the previously released books “Anything for Love”, “The Art of Seduction”, and “The Screams of Passion”. And the best part is that it will be free on Amazon on November 2-4, 2014, so make sure you download your copy. It will make for a great read during the holidays.

Read more about the book and series on the author’s blog.

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“The Secret Rapture” by Dr. Scott McQuate

One of the most confusing events the Bible and other ancient texts speak of is the Rapture. Why is it so confusing? First of all, because the word “Rapture” is not even mentioned in the Bible, but the text does offer clues about this epic event that will happen right before the Tribulation and will announce the End Times. The term, however, was coined by an Evangelist by the name of Darby in the 1800’s. Since then, many Theologians and Biblical Scholars have conducted research and written books about the Rapture without actually being able to understand it or reveal the truth about this event that will inevitably affect the entire world. Author and lecturer Scott McQuate has studied all these works and many more, and has managed to separate the false interpretations from the correct ones. He gathered all his research, results and conclusions in his book, “The Secret Rapture”, thus offering his readers a clear and complete view on what the Rapture truly is, what it means, and how we can all prepare for it.

Even before Christianity was established, it has been prophesied that many truths will be hidden from us. The Bible contains clues related to the Rapture and the Tribulation that no one has been able to discover and interpret until now. Dr. Scott McQuate has dedicated his entire life to the study of ancient texts and religions, and his main goal is to tell people about the secrets and mysteries they have always tried to understand. The author believes that the time has come for us to find out the truths that God decided to conceal until the world was ready to accept them.

In “The Secret Rapture”, McQuate discusses important matters, such as the connection between this event and the letters Y-H-W-H, the Ark of the Covenant, and the Great Pyramid of Giza. All these are linked, and once people understand how the interpretation of certain parts of the Bible works, they will be able to see the links for themselves. Everything is explained in detail and backed up by Dr. McQuate’s personal findings, so it is perfectly verifiable, as well as easy to understand by anyone interested in the study of the Bible and ancient mysteries. Readers will also discover that the Bible talks about a hidden planet that is directly connected to the Rapture and the human DNA. The author’s conclusions are absolutely mind-blowing, and they will completely change the readers’ perspective on religion and the world.

“The Secret Rapture” has already been read in more than 40 countries, and experts described it as “brilliant and shocking”. Dr. Scott McQuate sheds light on this incredible event, tells us what we should expect from it, and explains why it shouldn’t be called the Reaping or the Harvest, because it has nothing to do with these terms. There are people who have considered it a myth, and people who have searched for answers only to reach the conclusion that the secret will never be known. Well, the secret has been revealed in this book and we all have access to it. There will be readers who will understand, and readers who will be a bit skeptical. Nonetheless, Dr. Scott McQuate has reached his goal, and everything he knows is now available to the wide public.

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