Saturday, 3 August 2013

Brain K.Larson Author

Author Brian K. Larson - Biography

New release : Secrets of crystal

I was born in June of 1959 in Seattle, Washington and lived in the town of Mount Lake Terrace. I grew up with two siblings, a brother and a sister. In school, I didn't do very well and never excelled at much of anything, except my imagination and his my for reading. I was given the title "bookworm" in school because I always had my nose in a book.

I could ready fairly well, but didn't know that I had a learning disability that would prevent me from understanding basic English. It wasn't until later in life that I discovered that I suffered from Dyslexia, a learning disability that affects millions of people.

I have held many jobs in my young adult life including, cleaning a meat market, pumping gas, carpet cleaning, and apartment maintenance. When I finally discovered that I suffered from this disability, I decided to better myself and obtain my Bachelor's Degree in Computer Technology. Not only did I manage to graduate but went on to receive my Masters in Information Systems.

I am now a successful regional technician manager for a large corporation and have decided to pursue a lifelong dream of writing a science fiction books.

My dream came to fruition in July 2012, when I submitted my completed manuscript, which took over a year to write, and received an offer in three days. Secret of the Crystal was released June 4th 2013.

I now have the book writing bug I decided to turn this first book into a series. I have now completed Book 2 Secret of the Crystal: The Forge. Book 3, Secret of the Crystal: Destiny, and now working on book 4: Forgotten Legacy under the same title.

I have been married to my wonderful wife Diana Rose, for nearly 13 years now, and she has supported my efforts... without her encouragement; this dream would never have become a reality. She has three wonderful kids all grown now, and we enjoy our 6 wonderful grandchildren, ages 2 years all the way up to 12 years old. Jacob who is the eldest, Amanda, Donita, Carmela, Adam, and Ariyah who is the youngest. They are so special and great to have around.

I hope that my writing will give joy and spark the imaginations of readers all over the world.Author Brian K. Larson - Biography

Secret of the Crystal By Brain .K .larson

Secret of the Crystal By Brain .K .larson

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The House of Sö’ has been at war with the Zelinites for nearly a thousand years, and there have been many battles fought, many victories, and costly losses on both sides.  The Zelinite struggle for power and control over the home planet of Ackturra is one that cannot be lost for Ackturra has one great treasure that is within the Mountains; the power crystals.  These ancient crystals and their secrets are only fully understood by those who are in possession of a power crystal.  It is these power crystals, and their essence within that gave Ackturrians their extended life expectancy.  The Crystal Mountains have been restricted to everyone, with the exception of the few members of the high council.  If a power crystal were to fall into the enemy hands of the Zelinites, the war would surely be lost. Jhahnahkan has returned from the outer rim on a mission to find allies to help them with their failing war with the Zelinites.  He has been given the honor of a seat on the high council next to his power hungry and jealous brother.  Every council member has taken possession of a power crystal, only found on Ackturra.  These power crystals give the user special abilities, but Jhahnahkan senses that there is something about them that doesn't seem right.

Jhahnahkan must discover the hidden secrets in order to overcome the evil that is upon them. Will he uncover the Secret of the Crystal before his evil brother takes over the high council and launches genocide on the Zelinites?  Brian Larson dramatically depicts a magical world in this epic story of good versus evil. Join Jhahnahkan in the amazing adventure of Secret of the Crystal.

Brian Larson received his master’s in business administration. He works as a regional service technical delivery manager for a large computer manufacturer. His passion for writing gave him the strength to work through his dyslexia to write this novel. Brian lives with his wife, Diana, in  the State of Washington. Learn more at

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Friday, 2 August 2013

Lord-griffins-prize by katalina Leon


Maeve placed a gloved hand on the golden door handle of the Tullamore Castle Hotel and pushed. The glass door resisted against the vacuum of a blustery gust. The short but stormy walk from the cab to the curb had left rain sheeting from her umbrella and tall black boots.
She bore down, gave the door a firm shove and watched in awe as it swung open onto a timeless realm entrenched in equal parts modern luxury and dour medieval grit. Above the entrance a time-ravaged, iron-studded medieval shield bearing the image of a griffin held a place of honor between two Victorian-era crystal sconces, punctuating the contrast of a far-reaching past.
Maeve was too tired to care that she was tracking water across the patterned carpet as she ambled into the elegant front lobby dragging a lopsided piece of rolling luggage. For the past twenty-four hours she’d roamed airports, engaged in endless desperate bargaining with airline personnel to exchange tickets, hunted down cabs and texted anyone she could reach to tell them that her international flights and all her arrangements on the ground had been disrupted by turbulent weather.
The challenging journey from the US to Ireland had left her weary to the bone. Everything that could go wrong had. As she approached the front desk there was little wonder in her mind why the word “travel” had its roots in the original travail, which literally meant torture.
An attentive middle-aged woman, with red hair swept away from her stark face, stepped from behind the carved baroque counter to greet her. “You must be Maeve Clark. We received your message. I’m so sorry you’ve had such a difficult time getting here.” The woman reached for Maeve’s luggage. “Let’s get you signed in so you can rest.”
The woman glanced out the front entrance as the cab that had brought Maeve turned and drove away in the pouring rain. “I don’t see anyone else out there. Is Mr. Clark with you?”
“What time is it?” Maeve fought the impulse to rub her eyes with the heels of her hands and grind what little mascara still clung to her lashes onto her cheeks.
The woman smoothed the lapels of her prim navy suit. “It’s 1:11 a.m.”
“Oh god. I’m so disoriented I thought it was earlier. By the way, I’m no longer Maeve Clark. I made the reservations last year before I divorced. Didn’t I update you on the name change?”
The woman’s gaze lingered on the prominent wedding ring on Maeve’s left hand. “No name change was mentioned, but we have a beautiful room waiting and we’re pleased to have you visit with us, Miss...?”
“Maeve dé Burgo.”
The woman looked elated. “You’re a dé Burgo? Of course, now it all makes sense! Oh this is wonderful, and so appropriate. I’m certain you are aware that the ancestral founder of Tullamore Castle was Lord dé Burgo?” The woman clasped Maeve’s hand. “My name is Áine Byrne. I’m the current owner of Tullamore Castle and if I’m not mistaken, you and I are distant relations.”
“You’re the castle owner? I’m so happy to meet you, Miss Byrne.”
“Call me Áine. I’m simply thrilled to have a dé Burgo under our eaves again!”
Maeve was dumbfounded by the woman’s intense enthusiasm for her maiden name. “I’m surprised to see you working the front desk at this hour.”
“I’m a hands-on owner and a notorious insomniac. Night is when interesting things happen at Tullamore. I like seeing everything and everyone who comes through the front entrance. Hospitality is my business and I enjoy being hospitable.”
“Thank you, Áine.” Maeve was barely able to manage a smile in her exhausted state. “From the outside, the castle is so dramatic, very picturesque. I’m certainly looking forward to seeing my room.”
“Of course you are.” Áine took Maeve’s hint and hurried behind the counter to retrieve a massive leather-bound ledger with vellum pages. “Because you are a dé Burgo would you please sign the historic guest ledger?” She handed Maeve an old- fashioned feather quill and a bottle of ink.
Maeve sighed as she accepted the quill and ink. Despite her interest in all things historical, she had no experience writing with a quill and hoped she wouldn’t make a mess of Áine’s lovely old ledger with an inevitable clumsy ink splosh on the creamy page.
Áine seemed to read Maeve’s mind. “It’s not difficult. Simply dip, swipe the quill on the rim of the bottle and write far more slowly than you think you should.”
Maeve dipped the quill and sketched her name across the velum with shaky, scratchy strokes that required several dunks into the ink.
“Lovely.” Áine gazed at Maeve’s signature and set the ledger aside to dry. “By the way, the room you requested is not available. We had a slight accident with some workmen the other day and the room you reserved will require refurbishment.”
Maeve groaned in disappointment. “The cheerful little yellow room overlooking the rose garden isn’t available?”
“No.” Áine glanced at Maeve sideways. “We’re putting you in the O’Griofa suite tonight. It’s our finest room.”
Maeve gasped. She’d visited Castle Tullamore’s website many times and knew the O’Griofa suite was a sprawling set of adjoining rooms stuffed with priceless antiques and no doubt far beyond her budget.
“It’s all right.” Áine raised a preemptive palm into the air. “You will not be charged suite rates. The mistake was on our side and you shall be the one to benefit.”
Maeve exhaled. “Thank you.” A nearly forgotten thought surfaced. “Some months ago I contacted a Professor Burke to meet me here at the castle and help me to gather information about my family’s genealogy. I forgot to email him and tell him my flight was delayed. Has the professor contacted you?”
“Yes, I spoke with Professor Burke at some length and now that I know you’re a dé Burgo your research project makes perfect sense. The dé Burgos have shared a stunning history with Castle Tullamore. Your family has been here since the beginning.”
“I’ve been told I was named for a great ancestor of mine, Lady Maeve dé Burgo. I’m looking forward to learning more about her.”
Áine did not appear to be the least bit surprised by this bit of information. “There’s been a mild setback. I am sorry to say Professor Burke isn’t coming. He called yesterday to cancel your appointment. He must attend to emergency business in France and will not return for a fortnight. He apologized profusely for the sudden change of plans.”
“The professor’s not coming?” The energy drained from her. “I’m so disappointed. That was the core purpose of my trip to Tullamore.”
“Don’t despair.” Áine lifted her chin. “Another professor has volunteered to take his place.”
“Ironically it’s a Professor O’Griofa. He too claims a strong ancestral connection to Tullamore and has enjoyed a long association with the castle. Isn’t that an interesting coincidence?” Áine’s gaze sharpened. “Professor O’Griofa is considered the premier expert on Castle Tullamore, so it goes to show that tiny setbacks and substitutions can often be wonderful boons. I’m sure the change was for the best. Tullamore’s just that kind of place. One must expect the unexpected.” She reached for a brass skeleton key dangling from a hook. “We use an old-fashioned key for the O’Griofa suite. Come with me and I’ll show you to your room.”
Maeve followed Áine down a long corridor lined with gilt-framed oil portraits of the castle’s many occupants. They passed a staircase and approached an antiquated- looking iron-cage elevator.
“We’re going to take the lift.” Áine took hold of the iron filigree door and struggled to wrench it open. “This door can be so stubborn.” She gave the base of the door a brisk kick with the heel of her shoe until it opened. “Ah, there we go. You’re not claustrophobic or easily startled by screeching metallic sounds, are you?”
“No.” Maeve gazed longingly toward the staircase.
“Don’t worry, the lift is in excellent working condition. It’s just odd.”
Maeve lingered at the threshold. “How is it odd?”
“It’s haunted and there are a few other peculiarities.” “Like what? I would think haunted is peculiar enough.”
“Oh there’s much more.” Áine stepped into the lift, pulling the rolling luggage with her, and motioned for Maeve to follow. “Get in and I’ll tell you about its many eccentricities.”
Maeve felt her face blanch as she stepped inside the unsound-looking lift.
Áine slid the rattling door shut and pressed a button. The lift lurched with a grating noise and rose to the thumping whir of unseen gears and pulleys.
Maeve gulped a nervous breath. “I’ve never been in a lift like this.”

“You certainly haven’t!” Áine grinned with pride. “It’s one of a kind. I’ve had guests swear the lift delivered them into another time and place. Can you imagine that? A few bold souls have even claimed to encounter entities haunting the lift that encouraged them to engage in...” She hesitated. “How should I say this? Amorous behavior. Their actions were quite spontaneous and uninhibited, but I strongly suspect they didn’t do anything they didn’t already want to do.”
“Oh my.” Maeve laughed. “And they blamed the lift?”
The lift screeched to a jolting halt. Áine drew the door open. “We’re here.” She motioned for Maeve to exit. “The O’Griofa suite is at the end of the corridor.”
(Just wait until Maeve sees the handsome portrait of Lord O’Griofa. She’s in for trouble…)

About the Author
Katalina Leon

I’m an artist, an author, mother and wife. I write for Ellora’s Cave, Loose Id Publishing and a couple new publishers to be announced soon. I try to bring a touch of the mystical and a big sense of adventure to everything I write because I believe there’s a bold, kick-ass heroine inside all of us who wants to take a wild ride with a strong worthy hero.

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The Wizard’s Heart, Book 1 of Tales of the Zingari by S. R. Howen

The Wizard’s Heart by S. R. Howen

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"The old one will come. When he comes, his one true wife must carry within her a child of the old one who would be king. Only then can the heart be found and the evil of the world kept in its bounds."–The Prophecy of the Land

Sorann is the queen's daughter and training to be an empathic healer. Javert is a member of the wandering tribe called the Zingari and their future king. When Sorann's failed healer's magic test brings them together, they discover the prophecy governing the land is false. In order to prevent magic, and the Zingari, from being wiped from the land, Sorann must become Javert's wife and leave everything behind that she once held dear.

Tricked by demons, and followed by the queen's soldiers, they must find the fabled Wizard's Heart in the frozen Winter Valley.

What sacrifices will they have to make along the way, and will Javert ever discover the true meaning of the Wizard's Heart before his people and the love of his life are lost?

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Thursday, 1 August 2013

The Serial and Audiobook Revolution by Amanda Meuwissen

Well  , Sitting and writing The e book requires  A lot of patience ...And  I am  on the Terrace of that kind of  stress .....Meanwhile , I heard about kindle serials  From many authors...And no idea how it works . But ,in my recent conversations with Amanda Meuwissen ,the author of Incubus Saga , who had launched her first book  #1 of the series into the stores  ..I came to know many things about serials and also audio books . So ,I inspired with that conversations  , I would like to bring a knew topic to you, my readers...

 The Serial and Audiobook    Revolution     by     Amanda Meuwissen

I asked her ,Do this serial thing works ? 

A big Yes !!!  From her , she started

" Many of you probably know that Charles Dickens was a serial writer—he wrote in installments, much the same way we think of comics or television shows .The father of serial editions of literary works . We all owe him  alot , for introducing such kind of new medium ,in completely new way .This serials gave rise to audio feed. We are also all aware that audio has been on the rise for books and podfics, as listening during a commute to work or while doing other tasks is often much easier than picking up a book or eReader these days ".
 That was an impressive brief answer . 

Coming to your profession Amanda , Your  book was very attractive ,even though it's a just one of the first bite .How did you get into writing actually ,do you have experience outside.?  She said  with one word replay .. 

BigWorldNetwork.Com is a young, online indie publisher .With this , in our hands as a weapon we are looking to revolutionize publishing using those two ideas: serialization and audio. 

Please Will you elaborate !!!I  really wanted to get into this  thing ..quickly..

SHE started ... " Serials, we  publish stories chapter by chapter (or episode by episode, as they refer to it) on their website first, just like a television network but in written and audio format. Each series is presented in seasons of 12 episodes at a time, wrapping up as needed to finish the story. Many then go on to be compiled into paperbacks, eBooks, and audio books for traditional publication ".
Have you established the community or it was early starter without your hand... ?Here she reveals her strength....

" I began with BWN by submitting my novella The Collector, which ran with the website and is now available for purchase at the site and on Amazon. I formed a close relationship with the CEO, as I had started with the company during its first months, and am now the Managing Editor, overseeing series selection and the editing process for others ". 

That's really very important stuff ,from you.....

Anything for my readers  ,the story behind the set ? 

"  Oh Yes !  It’s amazing how rewarding it is to help others realize their creative visions, whether with new authors publishing their first stories, or with seasoned veterans looking for a new outlet. Running my newest novel Incubus (Book 1 in The Incubus Saga) with the site was a natural progression, as it is my dearest creation to date, and being able to record an audiobook appealed to my old actor sensibilities; though if I had wanted an outside narrator, I had that option.  The Collector was narrator by the very talented Blaise Douros (

So you chose self - publication   for your books ..How do you feel about that ?

"  You got many questions boy !! allowed me to have a detailed hand in the creation of my books, just as I would have had if I self-published, but without having to learn and fuss over the typesetting on my own, or seek outside cover art assistance. Everything was done for me, with my input as the final say, until I was happy with the final product. And wow, am I happy with how it all turned out, and how the story will progress as I write Book 2 and 3 of The Incubus Saga with BWN as well " .

I will Go for the second book as well in that series and hope You success in future..

Some few words to our new authors.....?

Having a publisher willing to accept all types of fiction and non-fiction, in all ratings and genres, is important when there aren’t always options for GLBT writers like myself. I can’t imagine Incubus having been brought to life anywhere else, without audio, or without the adventure of serialization. So , go and visit new ventures .. and gain some experience on everything...Test the world , as it tests you...

Thank you , Yadav Prashanth for having me on the site..And I thank , Paranormal Cravings ...Also Have a look at  my books....Waiting for your response...After all what a writer expects other than this....HMMM.

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Lord Griffin’s Prize Katalina Leon


Part of the Emerald Isles Fantasies series

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Tullamore Castle Ireland is an enchanted place where the unexpected happens. Phantom lovers materialize in haunted beds and a lonely griffin patrols the ramparts waiting to reclaim its mate. And that’s just the beginning.

For the adventure of a lifetime Maeve de’Burgo visits Tullamore to study genealogy. Through a magical act and time travel she becomes embroiled in a dangerous medieval romance and the unfinished life of her ancestor. Maeve gets thrown back in time to be captured, ravished and cherished as a war chief’s prize.

Ronan O’Griofa is a griffin-shifter, the most loyal of creatures. He’s been trapped in limbo as the avenging guardian of Tullamore since 1332 AD and longs to be free. When the soul of his wife returns to the castle he’s granted the privilege of becoming a man for one day to be her lover, win her heart and remind Maeve of a bond strong enough to last an eternity.

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Katalina Leon

I’m an artist, an author, mother and wife. I write for Ellora’s Cave, Loose Id Publishing and a couple new publishers to be announced soon. I try to bring a touch of the mystical and a big sense of adventure to everything I write because I believe there’s a bold, kick-ass heroine inside all of us who wants to take a wild ride with a strong worthy hero. 

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The Water Sign ::: By C.S. Samulski

The Water Sign
by C.S.  Samulski

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    C.S. will be awarding an ebook (international) of science fiction novel REVISION 7 by Booktrope author Terry Person at each stop to a randomly drawn commenter, and a grand prize of a $10 Amazon or B&N gift card will be awarded to a randomly drawn commenter during the tour.

Here comes A Fantastic SCi---Fi NOVEL.......


The teachers taught us how to kill and made us dream for death. It is the only place the Struggle leads. And even it was a lie. 

I am too old to be a child. Still too young to be a soldier. But I am trapped as both.

My name is Ayax, though some call me the Water Sign – and this is the story of how I died so that the world might live. 

In a future torn apart by catastrophic climate change, biological warfare, and geopolitical upheaval, corporations have taken over the role of nation states. Protected by the re-purposed United Nations and their dreaded Peacekeepers, these corporations and their mercenary armies wage endless wars across all that remains of civilization. And hidden in this chaos, someone or something is stealing children and programming them to fight. The warriors that emerge at age fourteen are vicious and unlike any the world has ever seen.

Exploited by his teachers, and pursued by others who would use him for their own ends, Ayax must navigate our dystopian future filled with treachery, unlikely allies and forbidden AI technology. Is he the Water Sign as the Kafkari believe he is, or merely another experimental weapon?


Casey S. Samulski, born May 31, 1985, is an American author - The Water Sign (2013) is his debut novel.

Casey studied literature as an undergraduate at Sarah Lawrence College before moving to New York City. There he worked as a freelance journalist covering the arts, local and national news, and public policy while continuing to work on his fiction. In 2009, Casey moved to Los Angeles where he currently resides. He has also studied applied Jungian psychology, the superflat movement in the arts, and quantum physics.

Casey began writing fiction at age seven and claims to have failed to complete more than one hundred novels before finishing his first, which he sold one month later to Booktrope Publishing.

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