Night Portals Boxed Set, 8 books for the price of two

I released all 8 of my Night Portals books in a boxed set for 4.99.

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Night Portals is a metaphysical series that explores the hidden secrets and sometimes darkness of life.

AIDA

Love is a many splendid thing. It can make you blind. It can make you feel like you're floating on a cloud. It can make you go crazy. In this fast-paced romantic thriller, we see that love can be the end of all things. A kiss can contain eternal bliss or eternal madness. What would you do for Love? George would do anything.

THE OLD COUPLE

Pete checks on his elderly parents at least once a week. The countless visits all melt into one, but it doesn't matter how many boring visits he has with his parents. He makes these visits with a sense of foreboding. Will this be the last time? Pete and his wife have a different visit this time around. One that is far worse than death.
IMMUNE

Jakob the motel clerk opened a door one day. A door that should have stayed closed. Being immune to a virus that will kill off most of the world's population seems like winning the lottery at first. That is until you realize you killed most of the people you loved just by being around them. Sometimes the virus is in your mind. What would you do if you were the last person on Earth?

EARTHBASE

Loneliness creeps up on Burk as she floats miles above the Earth. The small blue dot in her field of vision is starting to annoy her and worry her. Scared she is losing her vision, she calls home and learns something bigger than she could ever imagine. Something that will change reality.

BIKE RIDE

An idyllic summer bike ride takes a turn into darkness.
Ryan is excited about the first day of school, he is even more excited about seeing his best friend and his crush, Jen. Sometimes the road less traveled shouldn't be taken.

NURSE DOE

Jeff's cancer has metastasized, and he is preparing himself for death. He has never married, and he has no children. At thirty-five years old he's never found the one. Until he meets Nurse Madison. A mysterious woman whom no one knows anything about. Jeff is smitten. This is the woman of his dreams. The best part is she can cure Jeff. But in doing so could make her have to leave his reality.

FRESH

His wife and newborn died in childbirth. Max's life is hollow until he meets himself at a bar one night. His other self looks fresh. Max wants his life.

LEAP

In Charlotte's world there are no happy days only dreary moments. A world that used to be wonderful, that is what the old ones say.
Sometimes death is the only way out.
Her tribe is one of love. Their lives are ones of misery. They exist by constantly foraging for food. Once a week one of the tribe gets the sweet release. They get to take the leap into another world. Sometimes dying is the only way to happiness. Would you take the leap?

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Book two of my Melody 8 series is out, and you can check it out in my latest newsletter. Have a look

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First paragraph to my new book series

This is the first paragraph of my Melody 8 series. This is going to be good. Maybe a flagship book series to let me finally write for a living. Who knows! Remember this is unedited. First draft, no one but me has seen this up until now. So have a read, and let me know what you think my friend. Pre Order this book!!!! The Link to get it is in the comments

My mother used to sing to me when I was scared at night. When shadows, in corners turned into drooling creatures who wanted to eat me. When the wind wasn’t just benign air, but a drooling demon bent on eating my soul, and my body, bit by sweet bit. I’d lay my head on her chest to feel the vibration of her singing. The song would come out in low tones and hurried breaths, and just slightly off-key. I always thought my mother’s inability to hold a perfect tune made the song better. It was as if mom had put her own touch on the song she’d chosen to sing. Her voice made pleasing chills go down my spine, and make my skin turn to goose pimples. I’d burrow deeper into the blankets smiling into my pillow. Mama would end the song and ask if I wanted to hear another one. If I was asleep she would plant a kiss on my head. The moisture and the soft smack of my mother’s lips would wake me up just enough to see her walking out of my room. Most times I wasn’t asleep, and I’d answer with a muffled yes that came deep from my pillows and blankets. Mama would answer with the same response every time. “Okay smart one.” I never knew why she called me this, and it’s funny to look back now and realize, I’d never asked her why she called me smart one. 

I loved the sound of my mother’s voice. 

All the way up to the day she was put to death because of it.

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Free Kindle eBooks for 7/10/17

Going to try to do this everyday, but with my schedule we shall see. I am going to post five free kindle eBooks everyday. There are so many good indie authors out there who give away their books for free, so I am going to do my best to get the word out. So here are my five picks for 7/10/17. Hey future self… Sorry to pile it on.

A PARANORMAL PICK…?

Cursed by Fire, by Danielle Annett

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HOW BOUT A MYSTERY…?

Twenty Eight and a Half Wishes, by Denise Grover Swank

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FANCY A THRILLER DO YA…?

In the Forest of Light and Dark by, Mark Kasniak

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A ROMANCE…?

Read, Write, Love at Seaside, by  Addison Cole 

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A LITTLE NONFICTION MIND FOOD…?

How to Analyze People, by Simon King

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Okay there ya go. Like I said, I’m going to try to do this everyday, but I have to write myself, and I have a four year old who thinks I’m a jungle gym. So… I’ll do my best. All these titles are free today meaning July 10, 2017 if you check them tomorrow and they are no longer free, well… You snooze, you lose. Happy Reading!

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Hey! Those X-Ray glasses were legit!

When I was a kid, I loved comic books. I loved the stories filled with action and accompanied by drawings that seemed to jump off the page into my wide excited eyes. As I got older, I read books without the pictures. Instead, the writing drew the pictures in my head. The stories were the same though. These stories called Pulp fiction. I read writers like Richard Matheson, and Phillip K. Dick. I read Sci-Fi Anthologies, and collections of stories by Stephen King. These writers wrote the stories I liked. They came complete with dark stairs that lead to the basement where you knew the monster lived, but still you read.

They were stories about regular people who got taught lessons in life by supernatural characters. Some of the stories were funny, and always entertaining, and some were dark and scary. These made you think about all of those weird noises you heard late at night. "What was that..." Just the wind I guess.

These "Pulp" stories were the ones that made me want to become a writer. I would read these and try to weave my own ending, trying to figure out the conclusion before I got to the end of the story. Most times I was wrong, but I got better as I got older and read more.

Pulp fiction gets the least amount of credit these days. People look at it as not serious writing. They call these stories "Twilight Zoners" A term I have never understood because the twilight zone always told the best and most entertaining stories! I don’t think you would have the smash hit Stranger Things, or the oldie but goodie Lost, if it wasn’t for the Twilight Zone.

Why do people read if they don't want to be entertained? If you are reading a book so you can give it a review, or tell your friends you read it. Just so you can sound smart in certain circles... You have missed the point of reading fiction! You will never get that time back. The time you spent reading that boring book that some critic called a tour de force!

You get older and almost feel you will be shunned by the “serious readers” if you say your favorite writer is Stephen King. Hey, I've read Infinite Jest. David Foster Wallace was a great writer, and I loved that book. But as far as storytelling goes, he couldn't hold a candle to Richard Matheson's Bid Time Return. You may know it as a movie called Somewhere in Time, starring a young Christopher Reeve, and Jane Seymour. Yes, Matheson wrote that. And he wrote many Twilight Zone episodes.

So before I get long winded, let me tell you why I wrote this. I wrote this because I have seen reviews that seemed to have missed the point. Reviews that called stories I loved, or wrote for that matter, "Twilight Zoners." To which I have to say Thank you! I'll take your three star "Twilight Zoner" Review. But what I want to know is, were you entertained? Did the story help you leave your hassle filled life just for a moment? Did you get to escape? Because that is all that matters.

Don't be the person who doesn't want to know if that Submarine in the back of the comic book really worked. You remember, the one for $6.98 plus postage.

Don't be the person who is too smart to believe those X-Ray glasses were just worthless pieces of plastic.

Be a kid! You don't have to grow up if you will simply let yourself enjoy the story you are reading without critiquing it as you go. Not everything has to be Shakespeare. Who was a great Pulp fiction writer I might add. Yes, feed your brain, but don’t forget to have fun.

I write Pulp Fiction in these Anthologies. With other “Twilight Zoner” writers, of “Twilight Zoner” stories. If you would like to read and be entertained, you can pick up the latest Tales from the Canyons of the Damned.

Maybe it will remind you what it was like to read under covers with a flashlight late at night. You remember. Your mom told you to go to bed. You dutifully laid down. She kissed you on the cheek and said good night. She closed the door, leaving just a crack, so some light would come through. You waited for her footsteps to get down the hall. Reaching under your pillow, (never under the bed), and grabbed your flash light and latest edition of Tales from the Crypt. You read for hours, getting to the part where the Mummies hand is pushing back the large stone of his dusty grave.

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You hear a noise in your silent house… “What was that…?” Probably just the wind… 

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