Bombastic #BookBlitz: Gavin by Russell

Gavin
Russell
(Gavin Nolan’s Biography #1)
Publication date: March 14th 2017
Genres: Adult, Thriller

The Chicago summer is heating up…

In a luxurious hotel off Michigan Avenue, Detective Gavin Nolan arrives on a grisly scene. Two men have been brutally murdered, and one of the victims has a familiar face. The twisted display is like nothing Gavin has ever seen, but it’s the message scrawled in blood on the bathroom mirror that leaves him reeling: Gavin, you could have saved me.

Other men have been viciously slain as well over the last few weeks. As he dives further into the victims’ lives, Gavin and his partner, Derrick, discover that each of the men have a common thread—one that Gavin shares. It’s a reality he has suppressed for years.

On top of Gavin’s personal chaos, the killer is displaying the bodies in a series of specific designs to depict a long ago memory. Recognizing the pattern, Gavin soon is forced to recall the dark event. In order to catch the killer, Gavin must reconcile his past.

Before he becomes the final victim himself.

GAVIN is a sexual thriller that will leave you breathless…

WARNING: This book contains graphic scenes, explicit language, and violent, sexual situations.

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Because he traveled eighty percent of the time for his job, his high-ranking position allowed him to wrangle in new customers from the competition, exceed sales goals for each period, and establish rigorous and ruthless monthly goals for his team. Honestly, he loved his job: travel was the perfect excuse. Even more importantly, he could escape from his pathetic home life. On his business trips, he could be what he wished to be, what he longed to be, and become who he should have been.

The liaisons were uninhibited personal treats for the salesman.

His indiscretions never interrupted his work schedule. He worked especially hard—meeting with his clients, going to early dinners, and creating a tight schedule—so he could have time for his fun.

Next to him, the Latino breathed softly against his naked shoulder. The salesman thought about how he loved these moments of caressing his lovers as his hand stroked the curvature of the young Latino’s back. His lover moved slightly and whispered in his ear, “I’m jumping in the shower first. Feel all sweaty.”

With that, the Latino leaned over and savagely kissed him, rolling his tongue around and pressing his stubbly face against the salesman’s smooth one. Moments later, the satisfied lover drew away with a seductive smile. Then he slid his body across the white sticky sheets and walked toward the bathroom. How his round bare ass looked marvelously delicious. Even in the faint light, the impressions of red hand prints still remained. Echoes of last night.

He could be the lover of many men. The salesman did not care about a partner’s history, their past lovers, or even their race. Truly, olive-skinned lovers enticed his inner desires the most. Despite it, he only cared about the pending pleasure.

The bathroom light shot out over the shadows, and soon the hard sound of water drummed against the granite surfaces. The Latino’s soft hum broke the tranquility of the hotel suite. It hadn’t been the first time he had been with this particular lover. Just so coincidental that he had gotten an email the other day.

How quickly the Latino responded to his reply.

Ubiquitous internet sites allowed the salesman to have discreet interactions. Sometimes he remained anonymous. Other times, he used pseudonyms. Rarely, like tonight, he gave out his true name. A name he longed to forget, yet it was engraved in his memories. Oddly, when he would use his birth name, his most adventurous and seductive side was savagely released on those poor men.

Slowly, he swung his legs out from underneath the sweaty hotel sheets. In the glass picture frame, a faint reflection of his bare torso caught his eye as he was trying to ignore the large mirror on the opposite wall. No, he was not a fit man. The bloated surface of his stomach, the receding hairline, and the salt-and-pepper hair all over his body pointed to the opposite. He had to catch his breath walking up a single flight of stairs. Lately, he was having to buy larger clothes. Yet, men still found him attractive. Or was that the money he had been flashing? Still, in the darkened shadow of his image, he could have sworn he had seen his father.

That bastard had been a cruel drunk. While his father never struck him, the cruelty lay within the non-committal forms of hypothetical love: the lack of acknowledgement, the disengaged small talk, the blatant rants, and the pity of cleaning up his vomit each time. No wonder his mother had left when he was seven and never returned.

A brief tremble shook his body. So long it had been since he thought about his father. That was a lifetime ago.

Another life.

“Asshole,” he muttered. After slowly standing up and hearing the soft cracks in his knees, he ambled toward the window.

Author Bio:

For nearly two decades, Russell was an executive chef in the restaurant industry, in which he created succulent entrees and managed various types of kitchen operations. In the last seven years, he began to teach future culinarians how to achieve their professional goals in hands-on classroom and lecture settings. With his recent graduate work in the field of sociology, his interests center on organizational behaviorism, social theory, and food insecurity.

Russell has been writing for the majority of his life. Last year, he published a second edition of his freshman novel, The Tale of Old Man Fischer. Slipping into alternative universes allows Russell to enjoy the process of creativity from the novel’s conception to its final draft. Most importantly, inspiration is a continuous piece of his work and results from the world around him. Currently, he lives in Up State New York with his wife, two children, and several cats.

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Bombastic #BookBlitz: Rough by Sybil Bartel

Rough
Sybil Bartel
(Thrust, #2)
Publication date: March 20th 2017
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

Jared

I’m not your boyfriend. I’m not the guy next door. I don’t even play nice.

My hands twisting in your hair, my whispered demand in your ear—I’m the fantasy you’ll wish you never had.

When I’m through with you, every inch of your body will know where I’ve been. You won’t crave more, you’ll beg for it. Because I’m not just the cocky smile with military hardened muscles you paid five grand for—I’m the experience you’ll never forget.

One night with me and you’ll know exactly why women pay me to be rough.

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I went to the elevator and pushed the call button.

A moment later, she was standing next to me. “You’re angry.”

The doors slid open, and I let her go first to give myself a second to calm down because she was right. The moment I laid eyes on her, I was pissed as hell that she’d shown up at a stranger’s house alone. It didn’t matter that I was the stranger. The fact that she looked so damn innocent and pure mattered. She’d taken a dangerous risk coming here. I didn’t want to think about the shit she could’ve gotten herself into if I was anyone else. “I’m not pissed,” I lied.

Walking with the grace of proper upbringing, she ignored my lie. “I’m not sure if I’ve offended you or if this is your natural disposition.”

“I don’t have a natural disposition.” The Marines beat it out of me and Afghanistan stripped the rest. Now I had two moods, controlled and drunk. Neither was a goddamn picture, or what this girl needed in her life. But that didn’t mean I wasn’t about to test the hell out of her. “Turn around.”

“Excuse me?”

I pushed the button for the garage level. “You heard me.”

She immediately faced the corner.

My nostrils flared, but my dick throbbed at her submission. I stepped up to her back, even though I should’ve walked away. Fisting a handful of thick, natural red hair, I exhaled. My breath landed where her shoulder met her neck, and she did exactly what I wanted her to do, she shivered.

I pushed my hips against her ass just enough for her to feel my desire. “I don’t play nice. Or gentle.” I tightened my fist and spoke against her hair. “And you’ve got vanilla written all over you, sweetheart.”

Author Bio:

Sybil Bartel grew up in Northern California with her head in a book and her feet in the sand. She dreamt of becoming a painter but the heady scent of libraries with their shelves full of books drew her into the world of storytelling. She loves the New Adult genre, but any story about a love so desperately wrong and impossibly beautiful makes her swoon.

Sybil now resides in Southern Florida and while she doesn’t get to read as much as she likes, she still buries her toes in the sand. If she isn’t writing or fighting to contain the banana plantation in her backyard, you can find her spending time with her handsomely tattooed husband, her brilliantly practical son and a mischievous miniature boxer…

But Seriously?

Here are ten things you probably really want to know about Sybil.

She grew up a faculty brat. She can swear like a sailor. She loves men in uniform. She hates being told what to do. She can do your taxes (but don’t ask). The Bird Market in Hong Kong freaks her out. Her favorite word is desperate…or dirty, or both—she can’t decide. She has a thing for muscle cars. But never reply on her for driving directions, ever. And she has a new book boyfriend every week—don’t tell her husband.

To find out more about Sybil Bartel, be sure to follow her on Twitter (she loves to hear about your favorite book boyfriend!), visit her website, like her on Facebook or join her Facebook group Book Boyfriend Heroes for exclusive excerpts and giveaways.

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Bombastic #BookBlitz: Moments Of Beauty by J.B Heller

Moments of Beauty
J.B. Heller
Publication date: March 23rd 2017
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance

Ugly. It the only word to describe my upbringing.

It drove my need to capture every moment of beauty I could find. A glimpse of a mother’s love. A feather floating in the breeze. A ray of sunshine emerging on a rainy day.

And then there was her, Eliza Quinn, she signified everything I didn’t deserve. She showed me more beauty than I ever thought possible. And I took it all, despite knowing I was going to leave her, and never come back.

Leaving her five years ago was my biggest mistake, and my greatest regret. Now I need to make amends. I thought leaving her was the hardest thing I’d ever have to do, but that was before I knew I had to win her back.

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ELIZA

It’s him.

Huxley Haynes.

The boy who thinks he’s invisible, but I see him.

I didn’t know anyone else knew about this spot. Well, not exactly, I know I’m not the first person to ever find it, but I’ve never run into anybody else here.

The expression on his face is comical. Something between terrified and busted. I watch him as he watches me, and I wait for him to say something. But he doesn’t. He just stands there gripping a camera in his hands like it’s a life raft.

“I won’t bite.” I say, in an attempt to break the ice.

He frowns for a moment then says, “I know.”

“So why haven’t you said anything?” I ask.

His Adams apple bobs as he swallows, “Ah, I’m not sure what you want me to say?”

I shrug, “I don’t mind. You could say something like, ‘Hi Eliza, nice running into you.’” I do my best to imitate his deeper voice and he cracks a small grin.

“Hi Eliza, nice running into you.”

It sounds so much better when he says it. His voice is deep and husky, it sends a shiver through my body and I grin back. “Hey Hux, what are you doing here? I haven’t seen you here before.”

He scratches his temple before answering me. “You know who I am?” he asks.

“Of course I do. What, have I been living under a rock for the last seventeen years?” I ask incredulous. I’m actually a little offended he doesn’t think I know who he is. We’ve lived in the same town since we were born.

The corner of his lips lift slightly at the sass in my tone. “No, but I’m not exactly your kind of crowd.”

I raise a brow, “Are you trying to offend me?”

He shakes his head, just slightly, “No.”

“So what’s with the line of questions?” I shoot back.

He scratches his temple again, “We don’t, I mean, I’m not,” he sighs and looks at his feet, “I just didn’t think you knew who I was.”

My hands have moved to my hips now, “Why wouldn’t I? We’ve lived in the same town and gone to the same schools since forever.” Then I realise what he means, “Oh, you think I’m one of those conceited bitches who doesn’t acknowledge people I deem as beneath me. How nice of you to judge me when you don’t even know me.”

His head shoots up and there’s panic in his grey eyes, “No, I don’t think that.”

I snort, “Really? Cause that’s the vibe you’re giving off right now.”

He shifts his backpack around and puts his camera inside the open pocket then zips it back up. “This is a really strange conversation,” he supplies.

“You’re the one making it that way. I was being friendly,” I snark at him. And I don’t know why I’m acting like this. I’m not normally so defensive. But his short answers and the fact that he clearly thinks I’m one of those people annoys me. I don’t care if other people think I’m like that, but not him.

Swinging his pack back over his shoulder he chews the corner of his bottom lip for a second and nods, “Yeah okay. Sorry. Guess I’m not a great conversationalist.”

“Do-over?” I suggest, and when he nods I continue, “Hey Hux, fancy seeing you here.”

He hooks his thumbs into the belt loops of his dirt covered jeans, “Hi Eliza, nice running into you.”

I can’t help the smile that takes over my face, “So, what are you doing here? And why are you so dirty?”

Looking down at his jeans he gives me a sheepish grin, “I was de-rocking a garden bed this afternoon, it’s dirty work.”

I snicker because my mind goes to naughty places when he says that. And the twinkle in his eyes says he knows exactly what I’m thinking, so I don’t hold back. “Dirty work for a dirty boy, huh.”

He chuckles, “Something like that.”

Oh my…I’ve never heard him laugh before, it sounds so good. But that’s when I notice a big blackish-blue bruise on his upper arm, “What’s with the bruise? Did the rocks object to being de-rocked?”

He glances at his bicep and grimaces, then clears his throat, “Something like that.”

Right, doesn’t want to talk about the bruise. I change the subject, “Nice spot huh?” I say looking around at the moss covered boulders and the crystal clear water around my ankles.

“Yeah, I take pictures here sometimes.”

And I’m shocked he gave me that much of an answer. But before I have a chance to ask him about it he says he has to go. I can’t deny I’m disappointed, I’ve wanted to talk to him for ages. But he’s not exactly approachable.

“Oh, okay. It was nice to see you Hux.” I say as he begins walking away from me.

He looks back at me over his shoulder, “Yeah, you too.”

Then he disappears into the trees.

Author Bio:

JB Heller is an average Aussie housewife in her late 20’s with a wicked sexy imagination. She and her super sexy husband are the parents of three minions, two Great Danes and a Cat who thinks she’s a person.

She spends her days running around after her wildling children and jotting down stories in her flower embossed leather notebook (She is very particular about her stationary.). She’s a self-confessed Stationary Junky who’s constantly on the lookout for more.

Most day’s JB can be found glued to her laptop, taking advantage of school hours- writing as fast as she can while she can. Or trolling Pinterest for her next potential muse. And when she needs a break from the voices in her head she indulges in her favourite past time, reading.

Want to know more about JB? Check her out, you’ll be guaranteed a good laugh if nothing else.

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Rapturous #Release #Blitz: Collision by Allie Redman

 
 
Title: Collision
(Serial Killer Unit Book 2)
Author: Allie Redman | @allie.redman.au
Release Date: March 25th 2017
Genre: Romantic, Suspense
Cover Designer: Rebel Edit and Design
Cover Models: Amanda Joan & Jonny James
Photographer: Kruse Images and Photography
 
Shane and Macy have found each other and now have a chance at happiness and
love at last……
 

 

But when the killer that took Shane’s wife shows himself again on their
doorstep it is a race against time.

 

 

 

Shane already lost his wife, will he be able to keep from losing everything
again?

 

 

 

Macy is home at last but the ghosts of her past are never far behind. She has
spent a lifetime hiding but she could never hide from Shane.

 

 

 

Now with a race against a killer who is stalking them all and Macy’s past
catching up its a race against time.

 

 

 

When ghosts of the past chase you how far can you run from the
Collision?
Available on #KU for #free and on
several other Amazon sites
 Collision (Serial Killer Unit Book 2)
Text Copyright © 2017 Allie Redman
All Rights Reserved
 “You can call me Hunter. I’m the man that took your
wife Lisa and I’m also the man that will be taking things from you and your
friends. I will be taking everything you care about and watching as your life
and anyone else’s life you are involved in falls to the ground.”
I couldn’t help but grind my teeth. Hearing him
threaten my friends and family ignited a fire in me and I couldn’t stop what
came out next, “Listen here you piece of shit. I’m going to take great pride in
bringing you down. I don’t care if its dead or alive, I will find you and I
will end you. You will not touch another one of the people I care about.”
Hunter as he calls himself starts to laugh, “Oh but I
already have Shane but maybe you should ask Macy where I am right now because I
think it may interest you very much.”
I turned fast to look at Macy, she has her head down
and was still typing furiously. She suddenly stopped, she looked like she had
seen a ghost.
“He is outside Dawson’s house Shane!”
The voice on the phone began to laugh again, “You
can’t be everywhere and you can’t be anywhere. See you soon Shane.” With that
the call ended.
Macy was already on her phone relaying the information
to Dawson, I could hear Dawson’s voice raise and that’s when I looked at the
time, Sam would just be stepping out to walk Alyssa to preschool. The school
was at the end of their block and Sam walked everyday to get there.
I quickly hit dial on Sam’s name from my contacts. It
rang… “Come on Sam pick up” I could hear Macy behind me scrambling to get
dressed, I took a cue from her and grabbed whatever was closest to me and threw
it on.
“Hi Shane, what a…”  I heard Sam’s voice, I don’t let her
finish her sentence, “Sam you need to get in doors now! You need to be off the
street.”
I could hear her telling Alyssa to hurry up. Then I
could hear it the sound of an engine revving to life. “Sam move, move now!”
I heard Alyssa scream and then the phone went dead.
 Allie is 33 year old
mother of 3. She was born and raised in the Central interior of British
Columbia, Canada. She enjoys life in the outdoors and when she isn’t writing
she is out working on her farm.
 
She has been a book nerd
at heart and always loved the escape of a good book. From Jane Austin to
Stephen King she loves them all. She welcomes all her fans to come join her on
her Facebook, Twitter and Amazon account where there will be lots of fun and
giveaways and you can interact with her.

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Rapturous #Release #Blitz: The Mortal Falls by Anna Durand

From Award-Winning, Bestselling Author
Anna Durand
A spunky girl. A sexy sylph.
The fate of two worlds rests in their hands.
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THE MORTAL FALLS
ANNA DURAND
Series: Undercover Elementals, Book 1
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Publisher: Jacobsville Books
Publication Date: March 24, 2017
A pragmatic human thrown into a world of magic…
Lindsey Porter fled from her traumatic past, determined to lay low, but now someone has framed her for murder. The quest for answers leads her into a parallel realm where magic reigns, and with a hostile sheriff and a shapeshifting assassin on her trail, she must place her life in the hands of a seductive, supernatural man who tempts her like no one else.
An immortal sylph enslaved by magic…
Nevan is trapped by a desperate bargain struck a century earlier, yet the beautiful, spirited Lindsey has enticed him to abandon his magically enforced duty. As forbidden passion flares between them, they’ll risk everything to uncover the truth and find what they both need the most—redemption.
When two worlds collide…
The fates of the elemental and mortal realms depend on the star-crossed lovers. As dark secrets from their pasts threaten to shatter the fragile trust between Lindsey and Nevan, a shocking revelation holds the power to deliver salvation or destruction.

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Anna Durand is an award-winning, bestselling author of sizzling romances, including the Hot Scots series. She loves writing about spunky heroines and hunky heroes, in settings as diverse as modern Chicago and the fairy realm. Making use of her master’s in library science, she owns a cataloging services company that caters to indie authors and publishers. In her free time, you’ll find her binge-listening to audiobooks, playing with puppies, or crafting jewelry.
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Bombastic #BookBlitz: Beautiful Dark by J.L White

Beautiful Dark
J.L. White
(Beautiful Rivers, #3)
Publication date: March 21st 2017
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

Who is Mason Reeves?

Corrine Rivers and her cousins desperately need to find out. Evidence suggests he’s the illegitimate child of her beloved Uncle Grant. The truth is just as hard to bear.

What’s also hard is Mason himself. All over. From his broad, muscular chest and massive biceps to his “screw you” attitude. Because Mason Reeves wants nothing to do with his inheritance or the wealthy Rivers clan, and isn’t afraid to say so.

As Mason’s tragic connections to Corrine’s family emerge, the facts are reason enough for her to stay away. But she can’t seem to resist him, and what’s worse, he feels the same way about her. To everyone’s surprise, Corrine and Mason get in deep, in more ways than one. But it turns out the biggest obstacle to their happiness isn’t Mason’s past.

It’s hers.

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Standing behind me, he says, “Corrine…” with that damned heated desire for me practically dripping from his voice. I ignore him.

I tug the ribbon at the back of my head, removing the mask and slapping it on the table.

I’m only just standing here, but I’m breathing hard and shallow. His breaths are coming hard too, but still he doesn’t move. He crossed half the country to get to me, but he won’t close the final one-foot gap.

I want to say that I wish he’d never come, but it’d be a big, fat lie. Even though it would’ve been so much easier, even though I’m hurt and angry about the situation we’re in now—which I know isn’t even his fault—my heart still clings to every second I’ve had with him, wishing so hard for more.

I hear his mask drop on the table next to me.

“Why did you even bother coming?” I spin to face him. And there he is. All him. No mask. No hiding. Only Mason. Just looking at him consumes me.

He doesn’t answer. His eyes grip me and his breath comes out in hard, little puffs. The intensity of his stare halts my own breath. God, he looks like he’s going to attack.

Then he does. He rushes me, cupping my face and backing me against the wall. I let out a gasp.

“I know this is a bad fucking idea,” he says heatedly, “but I’m so tired of fighting it. The whole flight over, I kept asking myself what the fuck I’m doing, but I have no idea. I only know I can’t take this any longer.”

Having this much testosterone aimed in my direction is making my ovaries pop. He’s so fucking male. I’m pinned, the wall behind me and nothing but Mason in front. He dominates everything I see. All I know is his hard body against mine, his hot breath on my lips, his gaze seizing me. I can’t look away. I can hardly breathe.

“I can’t resist you. I have to have you.” His eyes lock on my mouth. “I have to taste you.”

Stripped of the ability to speak, I can only part my lips in invitation. Begging him to give in at last.

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Author Bio:

J.L. White writes sassy, steamy contemporary and new adult romances featuring smart heroines and the swoon-worthy men who adore them. If you’re tired of heroes who are jerks, heroines who are too stupid to live, and relationships that scream “train wreck” instead of “true love”, she’s your girl.

Her first series, the Firework Girls, centers around four amazing, hilarious girlfriends. Her newest series, Beautiful Rivers, follows the young heirs of the luxurious Rivers Paradise Resort as they find love.

Each book can be read as a STANDALONE, comes complete with a HEA, and is guaranteed to make you squirm.

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Bombastic #BookBlitz: Flames Of Rebellion by Jay Allan

Flames of Rebellion
Jay Allan
(Flames of Rebellion, #1)
Published by: HarperVoyager
Publication date: March 21st 2017
Genres: Adult, Fantasy, Science Fiction

A group of rebels fighting for independence sows the seeds of revolution across the galaxy in this blockbuster military sci-fi adventure from the author of the Crimson Worlds and Far Stars series.

The planet Haven slides closer to revolution against its parent nation, Federal America. Everett Wells, the fair-minded planetary governor, has tried to create a peaceful resolution, but his failure has caused the government to send Asha Stanton, a ruthless federal operative, to quell the insurgency.

Wells quickly realizes that Stanton has the true power . . . and two battalions of government security troops—specifically trained to put down unrest—under her control. Unlike Wells, Stanton is prepared to resort to extreme methods to break the back of the gathering rebellion, including unleashing Colonel Robert Semmes, the psychopathic commander of her soldiers, on the Havenites.

But the people of Haven have their own ideas. They are not the beaten-down masses of Earth, but men and women with the courage and fortitude to tame a new world.

Damian Ward is such a resident of Haven, a retired veteran and decorated war hero, who has watched events on his adopted world with growing apprehension. He sympathizes with the revolutionaries, his friends and neighbors, but he is loath to rebel against the flag he fought to defend. That is, until Stanton’s reign of terror intrudes into his life—and threatens those he knows and loves. Then he does what he must, rallying Haven’s other veterans and leading them to the aid of the revolutionaries.

Yet the battle-scarred warrior knows that even if Haven’s freedom fighters defeat the federalists, the rebellion is far from over . . . it’s only just begun.

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“Hey, Grant, let’s go, man.” Tomas Lopez spoke angrily, his face twisted into a scowl. He held a heavy bar of steel in one hand, and the other was raised above his head, curled into a defiant fist. He stared at Jamie Grant for a few seconds, as though he expected his fellow prisoner to leap up and rush to his side. But Jamie just stood next to the exposed rock wall and looked back.

“C’mon, Grant!” Lopez repeated. “It’s time. We’re shuttin’ down this whole damned mine this time. Ain’t nuthin’ gonna stop us. They won’t have no choice. They’ll have to listen to us when the ore stops flowin’!” Lopez stood about two meters away from his workmate, his grimy coveralls almost black from the ore dust that hung in the very air of the mine. There was rage in his face, and it seemed to radiate all around him.

There was activity everywhere in the massive cavern, and more angry yells. Dozens of mine workers, hundreds perhaps, were streaming away from their workplaces. They almost acted as one, grabbing tools, metal bars, anything that looked remotely like a weapon. They were shouting, a riotous cacophony of rebel slogans along with more generic cries and screams. The sound reverberated off the low ceilings of the tunnel, and Jamie could barely hear his friend’s words over the din.

“Not me, Tomas.” Jamie’s voice was grim, somber. He looked around the mine, feeling a wave of surprise at how many seemed to be joining the instigators. There had been work stoppages before, and a few outright riots, but this looked like something bigger, more dangerous. He felt the urge, just as his comrades did, to strike back against the federals, against the system that had stolen so much of his life. Against the guards who too often took sadistic delight in their work. But he couldn’t. He wouldn’t. There was something more important to him, and he struggled to stay focused on that.

“I’m staying right here,” he said finally. He wanted to go; every fiber in his body was twitching to join the riot. But he fought back against the urge. “I’ve been here twelve years, Tomas. Twelve years. I shoulda been outta here two years already. I can’t afford more trouble.”

Jamie had seen his share of disciplinary actions for sure. He’d been fifteen years old the day he was arrested for the third time. He’d gotten off twice before that with a flogging and a reduction in public assistance, but he’d only stolen food those times. The last time he’d taken money . . . and he’d used it to buy a hit of Blast. It hadn’t been for him, but for his mother. But that hadn’t made any difference.

Alicia Grant was a good-natured woman who’d become addicted to the drug when she’d been issued a month’s supply to deal with her grief after Jamie’s father was killed. Harold Grant had been shot when the federal police cracked down on a street rising. He’d lived for almost two hours, lying bleeding on the pavement, but by the time the authorities got around to the wounded rioters, it was too late.

Author Bio:

I currently live in New York City, and I’ve been reading science fiction and fantasy for just about as long as I’ve been reading. My tastes are fairly varied and eclectic, but I’d say favorites are military and dystopian science fiction and epic fantasy, usually a little bit gritty.

I write a lot of science fiction with military themes, but also other SF and some fantasy as well. I like complex characters and lots of backstory and action. Honestly, I think world-building is the heart of science fiction and fantasy, and since that is what I’ve always been drawn to as a reader, that is what I write.

I’ve been an investor and non-fiction writer for a long time, a fiction author more recently. When I’m not writing I enjoy traveling, running, hiking, reading. I love hearing from readers and always answer emails. I think you stop growing as a writer if you stop listening to readers.

Among other things, I write the bestselling Crimson Worlds series.

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