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War of Nytefall, on #LisaBurtonRadio

Lisa Burton

Welcome all you night stalkers and day walkers. You’ve landed on Lisa Burton Radio. The only show that brings you characters from the books you love. We’re in for a real treat today, because my guest is the harbinger of a new race. Okay, it’s a race of vampires, but still evolution at work and all that. “Let’s give a big welcome to Clyde.”

“Thanks for having me. Though, it’s kind of strange having people outside of my gang giving me a warm welcome. Vampires aren’t really loved and neither are thieves, so the combination doesn’t make me many friends.”

“Glad to have you on. My notes say that you were once a regular vampire, but something happened during the Great Cataclysm. What can you tell me about that?”

“First, I’m going to admit up front that it wasn’t my finest moment. I wanted to really mess with the Duragians who are followers of the Sun God. They love destroying vampires, we enjoy killing them, and the cycle goes on for eternity. I was already on their hit list for a few treasury robberies and pretending to be their god for about week, which you’d think would get me more hate than it did. Anyway, my plan was to steal their holiest of items called the Orb of Durag. No idea what it did and I really didn’t care. The point was to take it out of their central temple and gloat for a couple months before tossing the thing into a volcano or something. I steal more for the thrill than the money.

“In my defense, the plan was a good one. I got their attention with some evil deeds and let myself get arrested. That way I was already in the temple and didn’t have to fight through the city. Now, Duragians execute vampires using four priests that use powerful sun beams to slowly tear the prisoner apart. I was supposed to pull off the heist before it got that far, but things went a little awry. Okay, I actually did start getting torn apart and then the Great Cataclysm hit. I was in too much agony to see what was going on, but I heard screaming and the ground shook. Next thing I know, the entire temple and city are sucked into the earth. I was trapped down there for fifty years, which felt like a lot more.”

“That’s terrible. Were you awake the whole time, conscious, whatever?”

“The thing is that the city and temple were intact, so everyone who survived the initial disaster were alive down there. I had about two hundred mortals to feed off of, which ran out pretty quickly. You don’t really imagine that you’ll be stuck in such a situation for very long, especially when you have friends up above. I had no idea the Duragians and hunters declared war on the vampires, so my gang was busy. There was digging the first year, but that stopped for some reason. I played around with my illusions and wandered around the ruins to avoid going insane from solitude. Not much one can say about being trapped down there with only your subconscious to talk to.

“It did have a happy ending, which turned out to be a chaotic beginning. The Duragians began digging again, but they only made the first hole bigger. I didn’t want to go charging out into another execution, so I stayed below. That’s when my old partner Mab finally arrived to check on me. I don’t know what she was planning as a rescue mission, but it failed nearly as badly as my Orb of Durag heist. Crazy woman is lucky she wasn’t killed and I got out to slaughter all those mortals. Probably would have jumped in earlier if I’d known I wasn’t the same vampire I was before.”

“Not the same, how exactly?”

“A little background info for the delicious folks at home. In Windemere, vampires can use magic and are physically superior to mortals. That’s as long as they stay out of the sunlight or wear a night cloak. Once you’re in the sun, you’re weakened and easy pickings for anyone that wants to kill you. I no longer have that problem, which is why I’m called a Dawn Fang. Knock me into the light and the worst that will happen is a sunburn, which is something I really thought was a thing of the past.

“That’s the thing that gets the most amount of attention though. Mortals would be terrified of a vampire that stays strong in the sunlight and Old World vampires use that as the main reason we’re abominations. Can’t say I disagree, but I’d say having a pulse and being able to eat real food are freakier. I mean, I get nourishment from blood, but I can also pack away an entire wedding cake for energy. Gregorio, my original maker, thinks it helps us maintain our monstrous physical abilities and special powers. Unlike Old Worlds, Dawn Fangs can’t use magic, but we each have three unique abilities that we can use. So, you never know what you’ll get with one of my kind.”

“That’s kind of cool, and scary at the same time. One person does not make a new race. How did the Dawn Fangs come to be?”

“To be fair, I never wanted to become a new race and was hoping I’d be the only one. It didn’t work out that way because of an accident. Somebody inadvertently . . . Okay, I’ll stop being nice about this. A situation arose where a friend was going wild and decided to take a bite out of me like I was the chef’s special. We learned that my blood can transform Old World vampires into Dawn Fangs. Not a good thing since I wanted to keep this whole mess a secret. While I haven’t tested it, we’re pretty sure a mortal can be changed through a special bite in order to be turned. I haven’t decided on if I want to do that though.”

“That’s a tiny bit gross. So what about children? Can you produce children who are Dawn Fangs? To me that makes a race.”

“I seriously doubt that since we’re still kind of undead. Even if the males got their parts to work, I don’t think the females would have any eggs after being corpses for a couple hundred years. Then again, it really depends on what you consider producing children. The mortal method might be beyond us, but changing someone by blood or fang is how all vampire species procreate. A fresh turn might have the body of an adult, but they’re technically a child in the eyes of our society. They need to be nurtured and taught like anybody else.”

“Earlier, you said Mab rescued you. That’s a pretty telling commitment. What’s the deal between you and her?”

“Well, I want to politely point out that she tried. If I can’t live my blunders down then she can’t either. That being said, Mab and I were partners before I ever made the gang. Has to be going on about five hundred years now that we’ve been doing heists as a duet. I wish I had more to say about our first encounter, but it wasn’t anything special. We were both vampiric thieves working the same territory and eventually bumped into each other. So, it started as a rivalry, which was made worse by her being in a guild while I was an independent. I suggested we go off on our own, which led to her demanding that I prove myself. That’s where this little golden necklace comes into play–”

“For our listeners, it looks like a little gold ear of corn. Go on.”

“This thing is actually worthless, but the guild master had given it to his wife or sister or some woman he lived with. I didn’t bother asking for a family tree when I took the thing from her in the middle of a busy marketplace. Not busy enough to hide in a crowd, so it was basically me pulling a lift in broad daylight with guards and merchants staring in my direction. Didn’t attract any attention either. Thinking back, that was probably the first heist I did for a thrill instead of the money. Well, a thrill and Mab.

“Our partnership did turn more romantic around the time our gang began getting more of a reputation. Guess we started to feel like mother and father to all the others, but we had a falling out of sorts. Nothing that ended the partnership, which is obvious since she was the only one who believed I was still alive in the ground. We had an anniversary coming up and Mab asked a friend who tends to remain nameless for seduction tips. The conversation got weird, the friend thought she was being asked to take Mab’s form to pull a seduce and switch, and the real one walked in at the worst time. Yeah, I’ll admit that as a master illusionist, I really should have seen through the disguise or at least noticed something was wrong. Took me about a month to grow all my organs back and the friend required two because she didn’t get out of there with her skin. I mean, Mab got so pissed off that she flayed the other woman and that led to bones get broken . . . Let’s just say vampires don’t hold back in these situations since we can survive a lot of physical trauma. We’ve even been known to snap the spine of a friend to stop them from rushing into a bad situation.”

“So what was the first thing you did when you re-emerged? Some people might go for a pizza.”

“The first thing I did when I got back to the surface was cut off my hair because it was down to my ankles. Needed clothes too and then there was figuring out why Mab took so long getting to me. After that, I had to visit an old friend in the city of Nyte for some business and to let everyone know I wasn’t dead. Once Mab and I realized I wasn’t a normal vampire, we went to where I should have gone in the first place. That would be to Gregorio Roman, who is at least two thousand years old and the vampire that turned me. The Old Fang is like a father to me and he’s easily the smartest person I know. If anyone could figure out what was going on with me, it would be that half-blind gnome. Good thing I brought Mab with me because he has this thing about hugs. He just loves them, but prefers it to be from women, which is why I take her along so often. Oh, she might be listening to this. Eh, I’ve gotten in trouble for a lot worse than that.”

“And now you’re trying to get the band back together. Tell us about that.”

“I don’t really understand Windemere any more, so I feel rather lost. Not a good thing for a guy who can punt an armored ogre over an entire castle. I figure getting my old gang back together is a way to create a sense of comfort and normalcy. Many of them are dead, but Mab, the Vengeance Hounds, and Decker are still alive. That third one isn’t a full member, but I trust the good General with my life. These people understand me and, at least if they learn my secret, I know they’ll help me instead of treat me like an abomination. If I can get in close with Xavier Tempest of Nyte too then it’s even less of a risk.

“The only problem here is that we have this messy war, so the gang won’t be able to do heists like the old days. We have to act as a special squad for Nyte, which means we’re more soldier and mercenary than thief. Still, I think we’ll get back to basics one day. For now, I’m happy to be back among friends who can prevent me from going full monster.”

“Full monster?”

“I’m not really sure how to explain this because it’s more a feeling than a concrete idea. That and it makes me come off a little weak and unstable. Even compared to the other Dawn Fangs, I’m insanely powerful because of what the Great Cataclysm did to me. The tradeoff for this seems to be that I’m always a few steps away from losing control and making ground chuck out of everything in sight. I mean, I just have this sensation in the back of my head that there’s a primal savagery aching to be unleashed. Part of me is tempted to let it out and see what happens, but I’m not sure it’s something I can come back from. This is another reason I want to be back with my old gang. With trusted friends around, I feel stronger and I know they’ll pick up on signs of danger. Worst case scenario, they put me down before I can go too far. It’s what I’d do for them.”

“I wish you the best in keeping the monster at bay. Any closing thoughts for our listeners today?”

“If you enjoy action-filled adventures and vampires that aren’t searching for jailbait then check out my story. I mean, I’m not a noble hero like that Luke Callindor kid and his friends, but I’m highly entertaining. By the way, I haven’t been on Earth ever since the author guy moved me to Windemere. Know where I could pick up a cheesecake and maybe a few pints of hospital grade blood?”

“Sorry, robot girl. No blood here.

“Listeners can learn all about Clyde and the Dawn Fangs in the book War of Nytefall, by Charles Yallowitz. This is the first volume in a series and is a great time to jump on board what promises to be quite the adventure. I’ll post all the info on the website after I go off the air.

“Don’t forget to use those sharing buttons today. Charles has done it for many of you, and he deserves a bit of payback now.

“For Lisa Burton Radio, I’m Lisa Burton.”

***

In the wake of the Great Cataclysm, a new predator will emerge from within Windemere’s shadow.

For fifty years, Clyde has been trapped beneath the earth while the vampire kingdom has been gradually losing its war against the Sun God’s followers. Only Mab believes that her partner survived his holy execution and is determined to bring him back to the city of Nyte. Retrieving the vampiric thief is only the beginning as he comes out of the ground stronger, faster, and possessing abilities that their kind have never witnessed throughout their ancient history. Thrown into the war, Clyde must be careful to hide his true nature while fighting alongside his old friends. Too bad he is having so much fun being free that keeping his secret might be the furthest thing from his mind.

Will anyone be ready for the inevitable rise of the Dawn Fangs?

Pick up your copy here: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07CBQXLBV/

Charles Yallowitz was born and raised on Long Island, NY, but he has spent most of his life wandering his own imagination in a blissful haze. Occasionally, he would return from this world for the necessities such as food, showers, and Saturday morning cartoons. One day he returned from his imagination and decided he would share his stories with the world. After his wife decided that she was tired of hearing the same stories repeatedly, she convinced him that it would make more sense to follow his dream of being a fantasy author. So, locked within the house under orders to shut up and get to work, Charles brings you Legends of Windemere. He looks forward to sharing all of his stories with you, and his wife is happy he finally has someone else to play with.

You can find Charles on the following social media sites:

Blog: www.legendsofwindemere.com
Twitter: @cyallowitz
Facebook: Charles Yallowitz

Website: www.charleseyallowitz.com

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It’s a Milestone

I was brought up to keep quiet about accomplishments. I’ve done that all my life, but it’s kind of counter-productive to all the promotion that comes with being an author.

We all work hard, and it seems like progress is slow. It is there, and it’s harder to observe, but it happens. I’ll walk you into my announcement.

Today was largely dedicated to Lisa Burton Radio. In fact, I accomplished nothing else. I assembled and scheduled two interviews. At one per week, I’m keeping ahead of the game. This is because I know what it feels like to fall behind.

I also sent another shtick out, with one more to go out tomorrow. This is the mid-point of the process. This is how I keep the line moving.

Somewhere along the way I spotted a number in my editor. Remember, this is WordPress we’re talking about here, so there is a bit of uncertainty. The number was 100. From what I can tell, there have been one-hundred episodes of Lisa Burton Radio.

I know it’s possible the number refers to one of the episodes I have scheduled, but that poses the question: When is it appropriate to celebrate?

I choose now.

Lisa Burton

I’ve worked hard to make these interviews into a going concern. The kind of place someone might seek out when promoting their fiction. I kind of feel like I’ve accomplished that.

This isn’t discounting the partnership with all of you. You folks have been wonderful to participate, to use the sharing buttons, and to actually buy the books being showcased. Thank you for all of that, and Lisa thanks you too.

I’ve gotten to work with some amazing authors, and I’ve learned a lot from you.

Thanks also to Sean Harrington, who revamped this image for me on very short notice. He’s been a godsend to me, and I look forward to many more years of working with him.

I’m not going to slack off, but for one night, maybe it’s time to have a glass of whiskey and take some small pleasure in one of the little things. Here’s to the next 100.

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Technological Angel, on #LisaBurtonRadio

Welcome all you sci-fi geeks, aliens, and starship troopers. You’ve landed on Planet Lisa. Lisa Burton Radio to be exact, and I’m your host, Lisa the robot girl.

With me today is my special guest, Daniele Sommaruga. He’s just a regular guy who got caught up in something bigger. “Welcome to the show Daniele.”

“Hello there! Nice meeting you! You know we had a song called “Lisa” on Earth a few months before I left? It said “Lisa is gone/she’s no longer mine”… Sorry, getting carried away.”

“Aw, aren’t you sweet. It says here you’re living on a star base called Friport. How did a regular dude like you wind up on a star base.”

“It’s a starship as big as Earth’s Moon! It looks like the Death Star! Okay, to start from scratch, it was a dark night and I thought I saw a panther in my street. I lived in Rome, it was 1982 and an urban legend said there was a panther roaming… it was an alien shapeshifter instead! His name is Gaurishankar, he’s human – I mean, a Humanoid, since there are other races out there – but he has been tinkered with by a crazy scientist who introduced a mutation in his blood and he turns into a panther. Gaurishankar was chasing a bounty, some other alien Humanoid living incognito in my street. I told him I wanted to go with him. And he shifted to panther form under my eyes! I considered running away, but it was the opportunity of a lifetime…”

“Seems kind of like a trusting move to just go along?”

“Are you kidding? I’m a sci-fi nerd, I had to go with him! I could visit space, I felt like Luke Skywalker or Captain Kirk in a new adventure! Okay, I’ll admit I didn’t really think about the consequences. I just had to tag along, see new things, expand my mind, meet real, non-human aliens…”

“I certainly appreciate the spirit of adventure. What’s life like on Friport?”

“It’s strange. It’s an artificial world, it doesn’t have a real sky, but there’s the illusion of it. It has a 24 hours cycle, and the locals are very pale for lack of sunshine. There are a lot of Humanoid adventurers, but also some Felines, some Reptilians and the half-bloods. Soon after our arrival, we met mysterious Kol-ian, who also brought an Earthling named Chantal and has retractile bat-like wings, and Maela, a cyborg amazon of some kind who even has a daughter who looks just like her. Now we’ve all teamed up to restore a ship and then we’re going to find work – illegal work, mind you. Maela, the cyborg, ran away from her home planet because she didn’t want to send her daughter to the Girls’ House as is customary and her government owns her because it paid for her prosthetic, so she must live outside of the law now. She was maimed during the war with the Reptilians and had her left side remade in silver – well, it’s probably some other metal alloy.”

“Maela sounds pretty interesting. I appreciate that you’re willing to get involved with a cyborg. I see far too much prejudice here being a robot. It’s nice to know that everyone gets along.”

“Are you kidding? Maela is… è proprio bbona! With her silver hand she’s the most beautiful blonde I have ever seen! I’d give her one, but she’s kind of uptight and would probably punch me with her silver hand… so I’ll just stay away from her. We’re a small team and we get along fine, but Chantal is really obsessed with Kol-ian, so sometimes we bicker. I mean, we’re the only two Earthlings out here, we should be more united, right? But no-o, she’s obsessed with that winged hunk! Okay, he’s gorgeous, but still…. I don’t know, he feels too perfect! Perfect but icy, you know? He’s so cold and mysterious and… Gari – I mean Gaurishankar – is a mutant but sometimes he is more human than Kol-ian.”

“I suppose nothing is ever perfect. What do you intend to do with your new ship?”

“Well, we’re going to look for work. Mercenaries, killers, bounty hunters… what Gaurishankar did when I first met him. He’s going to be our connection to the underworld, since he has already been working here for a year. Maela is a soldier, so she can bring her expertise. And Kol-ian is a hacker, I mean he can do things with that computer of his… I’ve never seen anyone having so much access! I’m not an expert, mind you, but even Gari is impressed. So we’ll have to kill people or maybe protect them and hopefully say off the radar with the Galaxy Police who apparently are unable to come to Friport but surely will try to stop us. Our company is called Three because the actual members are Kol-ian, Gari and Maela, since for the galaxy out there Chantal and I don’t exist. We come from a low tech planet and don’t know much of what’s out there, but I’m sure we’ll have a wondrous adventure!”

“Daniele, I wish you all the luck… well, in the galaxy I suppose. Any last thought for our listeners today?”

“I don’t know where you are, Lisa, but if you transmit to Earth, please let them know we’re okay and we’re keeping the planet’s name as high as we can! And thank you for having me!”

“If you’d like to learn more about Daniele, Kol-Ian, Maela, and more, pick up the book Technological Angel, by Barbara Tarn. It’s the first book in the Star Minds Trilogy. I’ll include all the important data on the website.

“Now would be a good time to use those sharing buttons. I know Daniele and Barbara would do it for you, when your character appears on the next Lisa Burton Radio.

“For Lisa burton Radio, I’m Lisa Burton. So, infinity and beyond and all that jazz.”

***

BLURB

“Technological Angel” (book 1)

Heartbreak is an eye-opener.

When Kol-ian is rejected by his beloved “angel”, he finds refuge on low-tech Earth. Until he feels the need to get back into the galaxy loop to explore the rogues’ world.

Cyborgs, shape-shifters, merciless telepaths and two earthlings lost in the Milky Way, learning to deal with aliens long before the rest of the blue planet.

Universal ebook links https://www.books2read.com/u/49nP8b

Mind Link (book 2) universal ebook links https://www.books2read.com/u/3RJ1n3

Slave Traders (book 3) universal ebook links https://www.books2read.com/u/m2lv1b

The Trilogy ebook links https://www.books2read.com/u/3n7j9m and paperback on Amazon, Barnes&Noble and other retailers.

Star Minds the series http://www.unicornproductionsbooks.com/star-minds-2/

 

Barbara G.Tarn

Barbara G.Tarn had an intense life in the Middle Ages that stuck to her through the centuries. She prefers swords to guns, long gowns to mini-skirts, and even though she buried the warrior woman, she deplores the death of knights in shining chainmail. She likes to think her condo apartment is a medieval castle, unfortunately lacking a dungeon to throw noisy neighbors and naughty colleagues in. Also known as the Lady with the Unicorns, these days she prefers to add a touch of fantasy to all her stories, past and present – when she’s not wandering on her fantasy world of Silvery Earth or in her Star Minds futuristic universe. She dabbles into historical fantasy with her Vampires Through the Centuries series and is attempting some real sci-fi with post-apocalypse and future Earth stories.

She’s a writer, sometimes artist, mostly a world-creator and story-teller. Two of her stories received an Honorable Mention at the Writers of the Future contest. She writes, draws, ignores her day job and blogs at: http://creativebarbwire.wordpress.com.

Check her Vimeo channel for book trailers and other funny stuff.

Find her books www.unicornproductionsbooks.com

Facebook https://www.facebook.com/BarbaraGTarn

Author Central https://www.amazon.com/-/e/B0050P0R2G

Goodreads https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4717133.Barbara_G_Tarn

Instafreebie https://www.instafreebie.com/author/BarbaraGTarn“Technological Angel” (book 1)
Heartbreak is an eye-opener.
When Kol-ian is rejected by his beloved “angel”, he finds refuge on low-tech Earth. Until he feels the need to get back into the galaxy loop to explore the rogues’ world.
Cyborgs, shape-shifters, merciless telepaths and two earthlings lost in the Milky Way, learning to deal with aliens long before the rest of the blue planet.

Universal ebook links https://www.books2read.com/u/49nP8b

Mind Link (book 2) universal ebook links https://www.books2read.com/u/3RJ1n3

Slave Traders (book 3) universal ebook links https://www.books2read.com/u/m2lv1b

The Trilogy ebook links https://www.books2read.com/u/3n7j9m and paperback on Amazon, Barnes&Noble and other retailers.

Star Minds the series http://www.unicornproductionsbooks.com/star-minds-2/

Barbara G.Tarn

Barbara G.Tarn had an intense life in the Middle Ages that stuck to her through the centuries. She prefers swords to guns, long gowns to mini-skirts, and even though she buried the warrior woman, she deplores the death of knights in shining chainmail. She likes to think her condo apartment is a medieval castle, unfortunately lacking a dungeon to throw noisy neighbors and naughty colleagues in. Also known as the Lady with the Unicorns, these days she prefers to add a touch of fantasy to all her stories, past and present – when she’s not wandering on her fantasy world of Silvery Earth or in her Star Minds futuristic universe. She dabbles into historical fantasy with her Vampires Through the Centuries series and is attempting some real sci-fi with post-apocalypse and future Earth stories.

She’s a writer, sometimes artist, mostly a world-creator and story-teller. Two of her stories received an Honorable Mention at the Writers of the Future contest. She writes, draws, ignores her day job and blogs at: http://creativebarbwire.wordpress.com.

Check her Vimeo channel for book trailers and other funny stuff.

Find her books www.unicornproductionsbooks.com

Facebook https://www.facebook.com/BarbaraGTarn

Author Central https://www.amazon.com/-/e/B0050P0R2G

Goodreads https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4717133.Barbara_G_Tarn

Instafreebie https://www.instafreebie.com/author/BarbaraGTarn

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The Curse of Time, on #LisaBurtonRadio

Lisa Burton

Welcome everyone. Turn down the lights, find your silver bells, and possibly a crystal that speaks to you. You might want to light a candle or two. This is Lisa Burton Radio, and I’m your host Lisa the robot girl.

My special guest today is living under some unusual circumstances, but we’ll let her tell us about them. “Welcome to the show, Amelina Scott.”

“Hi Lisa. I’m so excited about this, a chance to tell my story to a robot girl, that’s beyond amazing!”

“I already mentioned that your living arrangement is a bit odd. Can you fill our listeners in a bit?”

“Yeah, my dad disappeared on my thirteenth birthday. Sorry, I find this difficult to talk about. It really hurts. I, I cope by writing my feelings down in poetry. I don’t like to talk about it… But for you I will …

“Dad’s vanishing was the weirdest night ever. We’d been celebrating, laughing, dancing and playing charades. Then my dad’s charades card became a terrible omen and he upped and left. It was scary and so out of character for him. I tried to fathom it out, but it’s pretty unfathomable. Mum and I clung to each other, weeping….

Then, guess what? A couple of years later he returned. A dad, but not the dad I knew. It was heart-breaking. He had aged, viciously. He looked more like a battered old grandfather than my dad.”

“That’s strange, but is it possible he went away for some kind of treatment, and returned after it was over? It might have been really hard for him.”

“No way! What made you say that… No treatment would do that to you! That’s bonkers. Unless it was a special clinic for guys addicted to playing guitar. My dad always loved his guitar. I reckon there’s something sinister going on; I’d say he’s a victim of an aging curse.

“Ah, my mum, Sorry, this is making me tear up again. My lovely mum has changed. She used to be all sunshine and now she’s sharped-tongued and stroppy. She hasn’t aged but it’s like her soul has. Deep inside. The pain’s carved its way in and taken residence. Then there’s Esme. She used to go to the same school as me. We weren’t close then but now we are. I’ve always longed for a sister to share my thoughts with. Esme isn’t my real sister, I’m an only child, but she feels like one. I know this sounds crazy but she’s trapped. Yeah, trapped, in the mirrors in our house. You must think I’m making this up, but I’m not. Her pain’s trapped too. She has a limited ability to do anything, so she speaks, listens, and eavesdrops. She moves a bit but has no real freedom. This leaves my poor friend trapped with a continuous stream of dark thoughts. She tells me loads of shocking stuff about how she used to self-harm. How she’s a victim too. She can’t tell me why she’s become a prisoner in our house. Someone has sworn her to secrecy.”

“It’s getting stranger, particularly Esme. Is there anything that might have catalyzed these events? Maybe you can put your finger on something.”

“I know this sounds odd but I’m beginning to think it’s got something to do with this weird grasshopper housed in the Corpus Christi Chronopage clock on King’s Parade.

“It took a long time to work it out but I think time has something to do with it. I’m still muddling through. At the beginning, this cartwheeling invite bounced through my letterbox and summoned me to the Crystal Cottage. In despair, I thought I’d never find the cottage. It was like the cottage was playing hide and seek with me. But, then my Aunt Karissa sent me an enchanted paint set. I painted creepy scenes, creatures and the like. It scared the heck out of me but there was a purpose to it all. It was like I had to go through this to get my pass to the cottage. I can’t tell you much more for fear of spoiling the story. All I can say is this cottage is so beautiful, a haven of mysterious light. It’s quaint, a magical place hidden below the earth. Its walls hold an array of every twinkling crystal imaginable. It’s dream-like. But, there is a sense of danger too. A sense that the cottage must be protected from evil.”

“Things are sounding pretty creepy.”

“Oh, geez there is so much about the cottage I daren’t tell you. What can I say?

“An old wacky lady, Leanne inhabits the cottage. She tends to the crystals and keeps a bunch of white doves as pets. I have a feeling the doves are not as pure white or as friendly as they seem. The cottage is guarded by a creature called Eruterac and protected by well-known Gods and Goddesses from mythology. Aphrodite often takes a hissy fit if pretty girls meddle in the affairs of the cottage.

“According to Google maps the cottage doesn’t exist. Yet, I swear I’ve been there. It’s located on a river pathway, a place that’s light and breezy, or shadowed and eerie. The cottage lays hidden below the earth. When it’s summoned, it breaks through the surrounding earth to appear at ground level. But even then Google maps can’t find it.

“To find the cottage I had to take a dangerous pathway. I’d been warned not to go by my mum but I didn’t listen. At the railway tracks I knew I was in danger. What kind of danger I didn’t know. Then, this guy called Ryder turned up. All dark charisma and shadows. He saved me from two youths who didn’t have control of their own minds. They’d been tormenting me but it was as if they were puppets. As Ryder left, he commanded the shadows at his feet to do his bidding. It was a strange encounter, an awakening. His hypnotic personality frightened but excited me too. I had to find out more about him.

“So there is a shadow monster and a strange cat named Shadow. Do you think there could be a connection there?”

“Oh there are so many connections to puzzle and confuse! Who is Ryder? And how is he able to command the shadows? The monster isn’t the shadow; he’s too earthy to be a shadow. My not-quite-sister Esme believes the monster is Mr Nice Guy! But, I’ll let you decide about that…Shadow is a black cat but he’s more than that. There’s something extraordinary about him. A power within that I can’t quite explain. I love him but my mum and dad hate his black furry guts. Black cats have that effect. Some people believe they’re bad luck. Maybe they are. He turned up when my dad returned. A strange coincidence or what? Maybe I should kick him out. Sigh. I could never do that.

“I get so frustrated with Esme. We often argue. She knows what’s going on. I swear she does. But she won’t tell me. Or, perhaps she is too scared to. Someone is controlling her that’s for sure.”

“I understand your frustrations. What are you going to do now?”

“I’m learning all I can about crystal magic. I’m discovering who I am. I’m not an ordinary girl .I’m a Krystallos, a crystal magician. That’s who I am, but it’s taken me a long time to find my true self.

“I have to cure my dad otherwise the villain will keep on stealing time for his own wicked reasons. The only way I can do that is to wield a seriously scary crystal. I have no idea how it will go or what will happen. I’m so in the dark. My Aunt told me I have to be the one to do so. I have to be brave… Me, Amelina Scott has to be brave!”

“Amelina, I wish you all the luck in the world. It sounds like a scary situation, and there isn’t a lot of help out there. Any closing comments for our listeners?”

“Sometimes I am that hidden person. That person who’s courageous. I have to be that girl. I’ll do anything to help my family. I’ll do anything to make my friends safe. This curse will find a new victim unless I do.”

“You can learn more about Amelina’s plight in the book, The Curse of Time – Bloodstone, by Marjorie Mallon. I’ll post links and such on the website after I go off the air.

“Make sure to use those sharing buttons today too. Marjorie and Amelina would do it for you when your character appears on the next Lisa Burton Radio.”

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Fifteen-year-old Amelina Scott lives in Cambridge with her dysfunctional family, a mysterious black cat, and an unusual girl who’s imprisoned within the mirrors located in her house. When an unexpected message arrives inviting her to visit the Crystal Cottage, she sets off on a forbidden pathway where she encounters Ryder, a charismatic, but perplexing stranger.

With the help of a magical paint set, and some crystal wizard stones she discovers the truth about a shocking curse that has destroyed her family’s happiness.

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I am a debut author who has been blogging for three years at my lovely blog home Kyrosmagica: https://mjmallon.com. My interests include writing, photography, poetry, and alternative therapies. I write Fantasy YA, middle grade fiction and micro poetry – haiku and Tanka. I love to read and have written over 100 reviews: https://mjmallon.com/2015/09/28/a-z-of-my-book-reviews/

My alter ego is MJ – Mary Jane from Spiderman. I love superheroes! I was born on the 17th of November in Lion City: Singapore, (a passionate Scorpio, with the Chinese Zodiac sign a lucky rabbit,) second child and only daughter to my proud parents Paula and Ronald. I grew up in a mountainous court in the Peak District in Hong Kong with my elder brother Donald. My parents dragged me away from my exotic childhood and my much loved dog Topsy to the frozen wastelands of Scotland. In bonnie Edinburgh I mastered Scottish country dancing, and a whole new Och Aye lingo.

As a teenager I travelled to many far-flung destinations to visit my abacus wielding wayfarer dad. It’s rumoured that I now live in the Venice of Cambridge, with my six foot hunk of a Rock God husband, and my two enchanted daughters. After such an upbringing my author’s mind has taken total leave of its senses! When I’m not writing, I eat exotic delicacies while belly dancing, or surf to the far reaches of the moon. To chill out, I practise Tai Chi. If the mood takes me I snorkel with mermaids, or sign up for idyllic holidays with the Chinese Unicorn, whose magnificent voice sings like a thousand wind chimes.

Carolina Russo has created two wonderful portraits of my characters which feature in my paperback which is due for release in April. Below you can see a full colour version of one image.

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A Dangerous Love Affair, on #LisaBurtonRadio

Lisa Burton

Welcome to this week’s edition of Lisa Burton Radio, the only show that brings you the characters from the books you love. I’m your host, Lisa the robot girl, and with me today is John Williams, not the famous composer, but an author. “Welcome to the show, John.”

“Thanks and Wow. I must say it’s a pity you’re a robot, you look gorgeous.”

“My bio says you’re a frustrated author. I think you’ll be in good company among our listeners. What kind of stories do you write?”

“I wrote what I thought an interesting action/adventure story, but the lack of sales says otherwise. I attended a book launch in London hoping to find a publishing agent to represent me. Although unsuccessful, my dismay turned into incredible joy. While I sat at the bar drowning my sorrows, to my astonishment, Sally Johnston a famous and I might add a gorgeous looking author came up and started talking with me.”

“Sounds like she struck a chord with you. What kind of books does she write?”

“Erotica…”

“Hooo-boy. I’ll bet she’s a fun one.”

“That’s for sure. I first thought she might be of help with my writing. To my astonishment, she invited me to join her for lunch. Although twelve years older, I found myself attracted to her and she with me. After a day out together, I was both shocked and delighted when she invited me to spend the weekend with her at her house in Guildford. That was a weekend I will never forget. It was the start of what became a torrid love affair. We later went on holiday to Thailand where we had a fabulous time. It was here that to her surprise, I went down on one knee and proposed to her.”

“Sounds pretty serious to me. It also sounds better than a few more sales.”

“The possible increase in books sales is one thing, but our engagement turned into a complete nightmare.”

“A nightmare? How?”

“There’s this guy, Antonio, he and Tara were once lovers until he cheated on her and hit her. She told me all about him. I thought him a figure from the past so did not think any more about him. I never realized I was making a huge mistake in thinking so. However, I had a couple of life-threatening car incidents and was lucky not to have suffered more severe injuries than I did. Anyway, after returning home from our holiday in Thailand and planning our engagement party, I had to leave Sally and go up to London. While there, she disappeared. It seems a large Mercedes car with foreign plates was seen in her street around the time she vanished. I may be wrong, but I can only think of Antonio as the one most likely to have taken her. He wanted her back, lives in Italy, so the car with foreign plates could well be his.”

“Have you told any of this to the authorities?”

“Of course, It was my policeman friend Paul whose enquiries revealed the news about the Mercedes. He had the Italian police go to his villa up in the Alps to see if she was there. This was a waste of time. The Italian police believe Antonio to be a highly respected businessman. He also gives them generous donations whenever they have a charity event. Despite his denials, I feel sure Antonio is behind the disappearance. Like me, all her friends are worried stiff about her. They had thought she was somewhere with me.”

“So what are you going to do?”

“I’m going to Italy to check for myself if she is there or not. I have to find her before I go crazy with worry.”

“I’m sure I speak for all of our listeners today when I wish you the best outcome. I’m so sorry for your situation and hope you can help. Any last comments for our listeners today.”

“Just that no matter what it takes, I will find Sally and bring her home. She is my life and soulmate.”

“You can read all about John in the novel A Dangerous love Affair, by Colin Guest. I’ll post all the deets on the website after we go off the air.

“You can help John and Colin out today by using those sharing links at the end of the post. For Lisa Burton Radio, I’m Lisa Burton.”

***

A romantic and erotic love story about John and Tara, two authors who fall in love.  Their romance is put in danger by Tara’s ex-lover Antonio. After his life-threatening attempts on John’s life come to nothing, he kidnaps Tara. Dramatic events occur high in the Alps before the couple safely return to England. During their engagement party, a publishing agent expressing an interest in the book John is writing. Along with their forthcoming marriage, this news makes the couple’s future look set for joy and happiness.

Get your copy here.

As an expat, Colin Guest has worked in fifteen countries and lived a life most only dream.

Colin loves writing and has written six books. His latest is a short action/ adventure story entitled “Impending  Disaster.” In conjunction with Voyage Media, Colin has written a pilot episode based on his memoir Follow in the Tigerman’s Footsteps. Voyage think this could be suitable as the basis for a television series. Apart from his books, Colin has had articles published in various online magazines, with one published in Nexas, a UK expat magazine. Colin also writes poetry, with several in the final four in competitions, and one made into a film. He took part in a live American radio show and did a one-hour podcast, re his writing, and taken part in several online interviews. A local newspaper in his hometown of Plymouth in England, UK, published an article on Colin and his writing.

You can find Colin at the following locations:

https://wwwcolinguest992@gmail.com

https://www.twitter.com/Tigermanguest

https://www.amazon.com/author/colinguest

https://www.facebook.com/tigerman55

https://www.pininterest.com/colinguest9

https://www.google.com/+ColinGuest

https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/9857414

https://www.linkedin.com/in/colin-john-guest

https://www.tigerman74.wordpress.com

https://www.colinguestauthor.com

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Circumstances of Childhood, on #LisaBurtonRadio

Lisa Burton

Welcome to this week’s edition of Lisa Burton Radio. I’m your host, Lisa the robot girl, and we’re waiting for a very special caller. While doing that, let me ask you something.

How would you feel if you were accused of something you didn’t do? What if the ramifications were beyond serious? Would you rely upon the system to get it right? You only have so much energy and time. Would you focus on proving your innocence, or would you try to find the actual culprit?

Oh, my phone lit up. “Hello, this is Lisa Burton.”

“You are receiving a collect call from the Suffolk County Jail. Do you accept the charges?”

“Yes, please.”

“Hello. Is this Lisa? Please forgive the collect call. I didn’t know when we scheduled this interview that I would still be in jail.”

“Yes, Greg it’s me. Don’t worry about the call. I’m sure you will have some interesting information behind the fact you are in jail. For our listeners, this is Greg Petros. Can you give us a bit of your personal background?”

“First of all, Lisa. I’m totally embarrassed having to call you from a public phone in jail. I was to have a bail hearing this morning and it was postponed so I need to spend the night. More games by the District Attorney to get me to say I’m guilty. He accused me of hiding funds and revoked my original bail. Secondly, I’m not too sure what your listeners want to hear about me.”

“I understand how you feel especially in your current position. Okay, I’ll do it. Greg is a football guy at heart. He was a Heisman Trophy winner in college and went on to quarterback the New England Patriots for ten years. After that he became a highly successful sports commentator.

“Greg wanted to do some good with all the money he earned, so he started a new company called Petros Investments, with worldwide clients. So, Greg, how do we go from there to Suffolk County lockup?”

“Oh man, Lisa you don’t beat around the bush. Well, I have to say direct questions are very appropriate given what happened. As you mentioned, I started an equity fund. I started by putting in my own money and then attracted a whole bunch of the people I knew. I had some very important and wealthy friends.

“The fund grew to over a billion dollars under investment. Our objective was to invest other people’s money and be able to sleep at night. I guess about a month ago I got a heads up from my financial guy that the SEC had some findings on a routine audit. They called in the Justice Department and I was hit with an indictment on twenty-three counts of mail fraud, securities fraud and insider trading.

“All this over a so called mishandled twenty million in funds. Hell …oh excuse me. I should know not to use that word on the radio. Anyway, even if there was twenty million missing it was probably my money. I put a hundred million into the company. Of course, that is academic since once the news of the indictment got out, all my so-called friends pulled their money and the firm tanked. All for what? Some accusation that I mishandled the funds. I haven’t even been to trial yet and I’ve been punished as if I’m guilty. I’m not. Guilty that is. I’m sorry Lisa. I haven’t had much sleep over the last few days and it is looking worse by the hour. I shudder to think of closing my eyes in this place.”

“That has to be tough. Are you getting any support from outside?”

“My daughter Constance has been frantic since she heard what happened. She has decided to stay in my house in the Boston area for the duration. She lived in New York and tells me she can work anywhere. I also have a terrific lawyer. He used to be the corporate council but has been hired by the law firm defending me. Finally, my oldest friend, Keith who I grew up with showed up. He and I were like brothers. His parents adopted me when mine passed away. He is giving me moral support and excellent advice.”

“Keith sounds like a great friend. Maybe he can run down some leads for you or something.”

“Keith and I were in college together as well as childhood friends. We revolutionized the game of football. Stuff taken for granted now like quick huddles and option plays we were pulling off every week. One night we went to a party. Neither of us liked to drink but on the way home we were hit by a drunk driver. I was driving and tried to avoid the accident. I yelled to God to help me find a way out. There was no way out and we crashed head on. Keith hit the dash with such force that er um he was killed”

“Wait a minute, you’re talking to a dead guy? I need to download The Sound for some of these shows. You know The Sound, from Law and Order? I could play it at moments like this. What did they do to you in there?”

“You just made me think of the first time I heard the cell door lock. I thought about the Sound myself. I think I keep hearing that dun, dun, dun too. With Keith it isn’t like that. I have to admit sometimes I think I’m just making his presence up. Keith first came to me when I thought all was lost. He told me this fabulous story about someone he calls The Leader. He tells me the afterlife is about earning the right to be in the presence of The Leader. He even told me he knows who hacked my computer and took the twenty million, but he can’t tell me. He says there is a time continuum that can’t be altered. He has been forbidden to interfere. I understand his predicament and want him to get to the goal he seeks. He can help but can’t alter history.”

“It all sounds a bit like helping Clarence get his wings. I mean, it would be nice to help Keith, but you have troubles of your own.”

“Your wings analogy is spot on. I love Greg and want him to progress and would never ask him to violate the sacred instructions he has been given. Brothers are like that, Lisa.”

“So how is the trial going?”

“I get this feeling that the prosecutor is out to make a name for himself. I can imagine getting a guilty verdict on Greg Petros would be a ticket to higher office. The case all centers on whether or not I used my computer to take twenty million out of the firm. Our experts say I was hacked and had nothing to do with it. I understand they have an expert who will be on the stand tomorrow who takes the opposite position. At this point it’s very convoluted. I think it will be a matter of who the jury believes. I know I didn’t do it and that is all I know. I can’t figure out how the twenty million came up missing.”

“So. if you can’t figure it all out, maybe the prosecution can’t either. Will that help you in some way?”

“I don’t think he cares if he figures it out or not. All he can see is a former jock and rich guy who is brought to his knees by his fine legal work. He will do anything to get a conviction.”

“I wish you the best of luck, Greg. Keith too, if he’s listening out there on his cosmic radio. Any last thoughts for our listeners today?”

“Thank you so much, Lisa. I’m sorry if I sounded all in earlier but I had a life that would be the envy of most of the world and it turned to a nightmare in the blink of an eye. I think my friend Greg would advise us all to enjoy the moment since that moment is all that counts.”

“To learn more about Greg and Keith pick up the book, Circumstances of Childhood, by John W. Howell. I’ll post all the links after I go off the air.

“You can help John and Greg by using those sharing buttons today. I’m sure they’d do it for you, and John has a long history of supporting other authors. Here’s your chance to pay a little of it back.

For Lisa Burton Radio, I’m Lisa Burton.”

***

When a former pro football star and broadcaster, now a Wall Street maven is accused of insider trading, will he be able to prove his innocence and expose those who are guilty?

Greg and his boyhood pal dreamed of big success in professional football and then later in business. Greg was the only one to live the dream. Now the founder of an investment fund Greg is faced with a routine audit finding by the SEC. The audit points to irregularities and all the tracks lead to Greg. The justice department hits him with an indictment of 23 counts of fraud, money laundering, and insider trading. His firm goes bust, and Greg is on his own.

His best friend knows he is innocent but has been ordered under penalty of eternal damnation not to help.

If you enjoy stories of riches to rags, redemption, brotherly love, and a little of the paranormal, Circumstance of Childhood will keep you riveted.

Circumstances of Childhood

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John HowellJohn began his writing as a full-time occupation after an extensive business career. His specialty is thriller fiction novels, but John also writes poetry and short stories. His first book, My GRL, introduces the exciting adventures of the book’s central character, John J. Cannon. The second Cannon novel, His Revenge, continues the adventure, while the final book in the trilogy, Our Justice, launched in September 2016. His latest book Circumstances of Childhood, a thriller fiction story, was launched in October of 2017. All books are available on Amazon in paperback and Kindle editions.

John lives in Port Aransas, Texas with his wife and their spoiled rescue pets.

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The Nightforce Security series, on #LisaBurtonRadio

Lisa Burton

Don’t touch that dial. You’ve landed on Lisa Burton Radio, coming at you with 1.21 jigawatts of power all across the cosmos and beyond the veil. I’m your host, Lisa the robot girl, bringing you characters from the books you love.

Today we’re going to have a little chat with Danny Caruso, owner of Nightforce Security, a new-ish company in headquartered in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania whose employees have rather impressive skillsets.

“Welcome to the show, Danny.”

“Thank you, ma’am.”

“Ma’am! Such formality. Call me Lisa.”

“Sorry. Old habits die hard. Thanks, Lisa. Uh, glad to be here.”

“Don’t sound so enthused. This is supposed to be fun.”

“I know. I’m just not much of a showboat. I do my best work out of the limelight.”

“Then why’d you agree to come on the show today?”

“Because my employees insist I need to do more publicity. We haven’t been taking on the kinds of jobs we expected. We’ve been… sidetracked.”

“Oh? Sounds juicy. Do tell us more.”

“We’re a security firm, right? We’re supposed to be protecting movie stars in town to shoot a film. Singers here for concerts. Businessmen. Politicians at the occasional rally. And don’t get me wrong, we have those clients. But lately, pfft. Might as well have re-upped.”

“Re-upped? Are you former military?”

“See? This is why I hate being in the hot seat. There’s just certain sh—can I swear on the radio?”

“I don’t mind. I can’t speak for the FCC censors, though.”

“There’s stuff I don’t like to talk about.”

“I would think a military background would make you ideally suited for operating a security firm.”

“It does. I just don’t like to discuss it.”

“Seen some bad sh—stuff overseas?”

“What part of ‘don’t like to discuss it’ confused you?”

“Sorry. It’s my job to pry. So, you were saying you’re taking on jobs you didn’t expect.”

“Yeah. Fewer famous people needing a sense of security and more people caught in the middle of life-and-death situations.”

“Sounds exciting.”

“Infuriating.”

“Do tell.”

“I can’t talk about my cases.”

“Okay. Well, let’s change topics then, shall we? I understand you’re off the market now.”

“Excuse me?”

“You are in a committed relationship, correct?”

“Oh, that. Um… you were asking about cases. Here’s one for you. Noah Crawford, my right-hand man, just stumbled into one hell of a—oh, sorry.”

“Hell’s a place. I think you’re okay.”

“Right. Anyway, Noah was licking his wounds after a one-night stand.”

“Don’t single men often prefer no-strings fun?”

“Noah is the consummate bachelor. Or he was. Until the one who got away. He didn’t even catch her name. Had a bug up his… butt about it for the better part of a week.”

“Then what?”

“Then it all hit the fan. He bumped into her, but before they talked about things, they found themselves hostages in the middle of a heist. Of sorts.”

“Of sorts?”

“Well, he hasn’t written his final report yet, so I don’t have all the details. Just another job-that-isn’t.”

“What do you mean, job-that-isn’t?”

“We keep falling into these crazy situations. We aren’t hired, but there we are. Doing favors for someone or being in the victim pool. We don’t get money for that. Don’t get me wrong. I don’t mind helping where I can and I’d never turn down someone in need.”

“Hero complex?”

“Something like that, I guess. But I have to pay the bills, too. And that’s why I’m here today—trying to drum up some paying customers. Don’t suppose you need a bodyguard?”

“Sorry. Robots can take care of themselves. But if I did, you’d be the first person I’d call.”

“Thanks.”

“Don’t mention it. I—hold on a second. I see we have a caller. Hello, you’re on with Lisa and Danny.”

“Hey, boss. Mind if I ask why you’re talking about my love life on the radio?”

“Uh… hey, Noah. Didn’t realize you planned on catching the show.”

“We nagged your sorry ass to do it. Think we weren’t going to tune in when the show was on?”

“We? We, who?”

“Me, Mac, Ethan. Cap’s here. We’re at his bar. The whole joint’s listening.”

“Perfect.”

“Even Gianni, Vinnie, Nico, and Coz are here. They brought their women.”

“Wait a minute. Noah, are you talking about the Notaro sisters and the Brotherhood?”

“Sorry, Lisa. Rude of me not to say hello.”

“Hi. Now, back to my questions. Are you telling me you know the Notaros and the Medici Protectorate?”

“Yeah. Danny introduced us. He and the guys go way back.”

“Danny, you’ve been holding out on me.”

“How so?”

“I’ve had the pleasure of talking to a few of your friends before. I never did hear how their situation turned out.”

“That’s not my story to tell.”

“You like to hold your cards close to your vest, don’t you?”

“Speaking of cards, did I mention Noah’s exploits took place in a casino?”

“Hey! Stop talking about me. You’ve got your own story to tell.”

“Lisa, where’s the disconnect button?”

“Oh, Danny. You think I’m going to cut off this conversation? It’s way too juicy.”

“We’re all hanging out at Cap’s bar, if you want to join us, Lisa. One Ugly Mug.”

“Sounds like an entertaining evening, but I believe Craig has plans for me after this.”

“Noah, don’t you have something productive to do right now?”

“Nope.”

“Do you like your job?”

“Yeah.”

“Then find something to do.”

“I’m off the clock, boss. Nothing but time on my hands. I can talk all night.”

“So, Lisa, I was telling you about Noah crashing and burning with this girl he met.”

“Okay, boss. Hanging up now. Lisa, the invitation stands. Anytime you want to hang out with us, just drop by.”

“Thanks, Noah.”

“Hang up, Crawford.”

“Geez, Dan. I’m going. We’re all still listening, though.”

“Noah!”

“All right. Bye.”

“Dickhead. Oh, shit. Damn it! Sorry, Lisa.”

“No worries. I know how you military guys are.”

“Ex-military.”

“Old habits die hard, right?”

“Exactly.”

“If the censors have a problem with it, they’ll bleep it out.”

“I’ve said enough, anyway. I think I’ll take off. I’ve got some employees who need a stern talking to.”

“He’s a handful, isn’t he?”

“They all are, Lisa. They all are.”

“Must make things at work… interesting.”

“Work is hard. Often dangerous. But the guys make it fun. I wouldn’t want them any other way.”

“I’m guessing you’re headed to One Ugly Mug now. Please give my best to the Notaros and the Brotherhood.”

“Will do.”

“And listeners, if you’re in the need for the services of a first-rate security firm, might I suggest Nightforce Security? You can’t feel safer than when you’re in the care of a team of former special ops officers.”

“I didn’t say anything about special forces.”

“Am I wrong?”

“That’s not the point.”

“Thanks for dropping by, Danny.”

“Thank you, Lisa.”

“All right, folks. Thanks for checking out the show. Please use those ‘like’ and ‘share’ buttons down below. The guys at Nightforce Security could use the support, and I know Staci will happily return the favor if I have you on the air.”

* * *

Staci Troilo’s Nightforce Security Series is a spinoff of her Medici Protectorate Series. The security firm, headquartered in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, makes use of the talents and specialties of the people it employs—people with elite military and law enforcement backgrounds.

Visit old Brotherhood friends and meet the new crew destined to make your heart stop and your fingers flip the page for more.

Password is the novel that starts the series. Danny Caruso is busy expanding his security firm when an old friend approaches him with a job. Next thing he knows, he’s protecting the world’s most private and stubborn woman from an unidentified threat. Secrets, lies, and subterfuge slow him down, and if he can’t solve the mystery, they’ll cost him everything. Universal Purchase Link

Second in the series is the novella Gamble, which is available now. Noah Crawford can’t get a one-night stand out of his head. He can’t even track her down, because she didn’t give him her name. While trying to forget her, he goes to a casino with friends and runs into her. Before he can try to pick up where things left off, armed men take them hostage. The stakes are high, and they’re cut off from help. Noah needs to take them down or he could lose everything. Universal Purchase Link

Staci Troilo writes because she has hundreds of stories in her head. She publishes because people told her she should share them. She’s a multi-genre author whose love for writing is only surpassed by her love for family and friends, and that relationship-centric focus is featured in her work.

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