04 April 2019

The Circle of Conspiracy by Cas Peace



Nine months have passed since Brynne Sullyan helped forge an alliance between the realms of Albia and Andaryon. A fragile peace reigns as both sides recover from the events of the previous year. Then mysterious raiders strike Andaryon villages. 



Attempts are made on the life of Albia’s High King. As Sullyan scrambles to find those responsible, unseen enemies threaten to pull apart everything she has worked for, including her marriage.

The alliance begins to crumble, and Sullyan finds herself caught between two monarchs: the king she’s sworn allegiance to, and the man she loves as a father. To betray either one would break her heart, but if conflict is inevitable, she must make a choice…





Cas lives in the lovely county of Hampshire, southern UK, where she was born. On leaving school she trained for two years before qualifying as horse-riding instructor. During this time she also learned to carriage-drive. She spent thirteen years in the British Civil Service before moving to Rome, Italy, where she and her husband, Dave, lived for three years. They enjoy returning whenever they can. Cas supports many animal charities and owns two rescue dogs. She has a large collection of cacti and loves gardening. She is also a folk singer/songwriter and is currently writing and recording nine folk-style songs to accompany each of her fantasy books. You can listen to and download all the songs from her website: www.caspeace.com 

See the video of her performing live at the King’s Envoy book launch here: http://www.caspeace.com/cas-peace/the-wheel-will-turn




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Circle of Conspiracy Songlist.
From The Challenge: Meadowsweet. https://www.reverbnation.com/caspeacewithntn/song/21511143-meadowsweet
From The Circle: Larksong. https://www.reverbnation.com/caspeacewithntn/song/22333132-larksong


Snippet from Book 3 Full Circle:

Sullyan’s eyes filled and a single tear slid slowly down her cheek. She stared at her hands in her lap. “And did you … did you see Robin?”
Taran’s uneasy silence was all the answer she needed. Another tear followed the first. She was forced to take a steadying breath.
“Taran, I do not intend to return.”
He had been afraid of this. She had hinted as much to Bull after she had left the Manor. “What, not ever?”
He was aware that her hybrid blood enabled her to live in either realm without suffering any ill effects, and, of course, Pharikian had already offered her a home at the Citadel. Now, it seemed she intended to take up his offer.
She raised her eyes to his, her face white and strained. “I have decided to stay here, Taran.”
He turned his head away, not wanting her to see the hurt this decision caused him. She sensed it anyway and leaned toward him.
“How could I return to the Manor? You saw Robin’s face today when we rode in together. He still believes me false. He does not want me back. And no matter what the King says now, no matter what his state of mind at the time, he still stripped me of everything I have ever held dear. He threw all my loyalty and all my years of service back in my face and declared me a traitor. How can I return there? It is not the place it was. It is no longer my home. There are too many painful memories.”
She slumped back into the pillows, spent. “Here, at least, I have something that feels close to a family. I was born in this room, in this very bed. My parents stayed here, my mother died here. I feel I am close to them while I am here. And I need that, my friend. I need that very badly.”






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Brazen Desires: Desperate Hours by J.Saltwick




Contemporary Romance, Women's Fiction
Date Published: July 2018
Publisher: Christian Faith Publishing


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Audacious lady rancher confronts Beverly Hills tycoon.

Kate Clark was content with life on her Montana ranch, until she met billionaire developer, Jarrett Sinclair; a meeting that changed both their lives forever.  Overwhelmed by her beauty, Sinclair lavished Kate with affection.  During which, she got wind an anonymous developer was scheming to break up her ranch for a colossal resort he sought to build.  Sinclair kept his identity as the developer secret as he quietly coped with the ravages of CTE, a football related brain injury.  As his health deteriorated, Kate cared for her friend only to discover he owned the development company bent on destroying her life.

On learning that, she struggled to comfort the man she loved but despised for being the developer.  In the end Kate kept her ranch but at an incredible cost.



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Gorgeous lady rancher with a figure that turned men’s heads was committed to restoring her family ranch to the largest in Montana, is confronted by a Beverly Hills developer out to breakup her land for his own personal gain.

A scintillating, fast-paced, confrontation between a fifth-generation rancher, and a dashing, charismatic rogue, out to get whatever he wants.  Kate Clark was content with life on her Montana ranch, until she met billionaire playboy Jarrett Sinclair, a meeting that forever changed her life.  Following in her father’s footsteps, Kate wrangled cattle, bulldogged steers, and broke horses with the best of men.  She had her life neatly laid out.  She was going to marry her neighbor and acquire the remaining properties she needed to restore the family ranch to the largest in the state.  Everything was going as planned until Sinclair received pictures of her swimming naked in a mountain lake.

Overwhelmed by her beauty, Sinclair went after her with a passion.  He lavished her with affection.  Her life could not have been more exciting.  At the same time, she got wind that an anonymous developer was scheming to break up her ranch for a colossal resort they sought to build.  In her fight to save her ranch, Kate was forced to take on roles she never wanted while dealing with Sinclair’s amorous advances and deteriorating health.  Sinclair kept his identity as the developer secret as he quietly struggled with the ravages of CTE, the life-threatening football- related brain injury.  While caring for Sinclair, Kate suddenly learned he owned the company bent on destroying her ranch.  On discovering that, she was torn between abhorring him as the developer and comforting the gravely ill man she hopelessly loved.



About the Author


J Saltwick’s mastery of real life scintillating adult drama shines in Brazen Desires – Desperate Hours.  Writing from the heart, Saltwick draws on a wealth of education and personal life experiences to build an exciting story.  Saltwick blends those strengths with a unique creativity to portray how a sheltered, though strong willed woman can compete with men on their level, and win.  Saltwick’s principle character, Kate Clark, comes across as a real woman with the fortitude to take charge of today’s daunting challenges.  Kate’s inner cowgirl roots, reinforced by her male upbringing, gives her the strength to face down the billionaire developer, Jason Sinclair. Intent on breaking up Kate’s ranch for a colossal resort he plans to build Sinclair doesn’t care who he hurts.  Unwilling to let go of her dream of returning her family ranch to being the largest in Montana, Kate takes on Sinclair and his male ego with surprising results.


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03 April 2019

The Impaler’s Wife by Autumn Bardot




Part of a Fearless Women in History series
Historical fiction, Historical Romance, Gothic Romance
Published Date: April 3, 2019

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The year is 1464 and young King Matthias controls Hungary, his family, and the fate of the world’s most notorious political prisoner, Prince Vlad Dracula. 

 Ilona Szilágy, the king’s cousin, is young and ambitious. Dracula is determined to marry into the Hunyadi family. It is love at first sight…but the king has other plans. The Impaler Prince, however, never takes no for an answer.

This begins Ilona’s journey into the treacherous world of court intrigues, family betrayals, and her husband’s dark desires. Eager to become Vlad’s trusted confidant, Ilona soon discovers that marriage to man tortured by his past comes with a price.

Woven throughout is a peek into the life and times of one of the world’s most enigmatic and maligned rulers…the man before the legend.

With Bardot’s decadent period detail and a cast of gritty evocative characters, The Impaler’s Wife offers a fierce yet sensuous glimpse into the violent 15th century.




Excerpt

Once again, his gaze ensnares me. I cannot look away, his eyes wolf-like with intensity. The green depths convey lust, determination, but also a hidden sorrow. My heart clenches. I want to touch his face, comfort him, understand his grief. And yet I do not move, can barely draw breath. I am captured heart, mind, and soul.

“This is boring. Shall we dance?” Margit offers her arm.

Dracula is slow to loop Margit’s arm through his. But perhaps his seeming reluctance is my own wishful thinking.

As they stroll toward the dance floor, I stand rooted to the ground, controlled breaths doing little to cool my heated annoyance at Margit. Never before have I felt a connection to a man. Never before did a man look at me with such desire. Never before have Margit and I been competitors. It is a rivalry I have no practice at.

With Margit clutching his arm, Prince Vlad stops and makes a slow pivot. “Lady Ilona, will you join us?”

“Happily.”

Though he waits in the shadows beyond the fire basket’s radiance, I feel our connection, like a quivering string or a taut ribbon. I move forward, reeled in by a man with a dark past.

After dancing with Margit, Prince Vlad asks me to take a turn about the floor. We clap in sync with the other dancers and I circle around him, our eyes locked on one another. He makes me feel like I am the only one in the room. I blush and grin, my cheeks fevered under his gaze. Though I know every step of this dance I am unprepared for what happens next.

Prince Vlad takes my hand, his strong warm fingers enclosing mine. The jolt races up my arm and bursts like a dam through my body. My skin is washed with a sparkling sensation, skin and limbs stirred with the thrill of his touch. The next step brings us too close—kissing close—and I smell his scent. Rosemary, leather, forest, and man. Surely, he hears my heart knocking against my bodice. Prince Vlad inhales deeply and bends his head into my neck. I gasp with desire, want to feel the graze of his cheek or tickle of his moustache against my skin.

Instead he shifts about, his brazen move but a momentary disruption in the dance steps.

“Is that how they dance in Wallachia?” I ask when we next clasp hands.

“That is how I dance with a beautiful woman.” His fingers warm around mine. 


About the Author

Autumn Bardot writes smart erotica and historical fiction about sassy women, spicy sex, and daring passions!
 Her erotica includes Legends of Lust, ( Cleis Press )and Confessions Of A Sheba Queen ( Cleis Jan 2020).  Autumn has a BA in English literature and a MaEd in curriculum and instruction. She’s been teaching writing and literary analysis for fourteen years. Autumn lives in Southern California with her hubby, rescue pooch, and ever-increasing family.  Her favorite things include salty French fries, coffee, swimming, and a great book.


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02 April 2019

Poetry Dead to Society by Cee Jay Spring



Poetry
Date Published:  October 2018
Publisher: Page Publishing

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All types of poetry; love, romance, life's journey, religion, heartbreak, and even hatred and anger that will amaze and stun readers. It's guaranteed to open your mind's eye.

Poetry Dead to Society written to awaken the life of poetry within our society.

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Not A Care To Fall

Dedicated to the city of Wichita Falls, Texas

I am in sorrow
I am in pain
I'm all alone
They're all insane
Here in the city
The city of the falls
The city that's fallen
The city that falls
It's depressing
It's despair
It's dislike
In this city
This city of falls
There's nothing to do
There's nothing to play
There's nothing to say
And I always pay
There's no one here
No one but nobodies
And all the nobodies
Don't care
They think that they're somebody
Of this city
This city of nothing
This city of fallen hell
I want to go
I want to live
I want to die
I want to leave
I am in sorrow
I am in pain
I'm all alone
And no one seems to care
I'm tired of this world
This world of damnation
This world of despair
I just don't give a care
Not anymore
It's too damn depressing
The lies they tell
The games they play
In our heads
I'm tired of the lies
The uncare
The despair
The eyes
The trips
The rips
The tares
The dares
I just don't care
All I want is to die
To live!


About the Author

Cee Jay Spring was born in New Orleans Louisiana in 1979. He grew up in Houma Louisiana and Wichita Falls Texas. He had moved to Texas at the age of nine with his mother and four sisters and lived there till he turned eighteen, when he moved back to Louisiana. He had started writing poetry at the age of ten. He's always loved creative writing for as long as he could remember. He lives in his hometown of Houma now and is now working on his second and third books of poetry. He enjoys writing poetry, listening to music, and reading for fun. He loves watching movies and hanging with family. He works nights in the Private Security sector.

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The Outbreak of a Monstrous Infection by Dr.Afshan N.Hasmi




Terrorism Thrillers, International Mystery & Espionage, Crime Thriller
Published Date Jan 31, 2019

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A monstrous infection is spreading worldwide. Is this a simple infection or a deliberate attempt to ruin the human population, or bio-terrorism? What is this global infection and who is spreading this? To know that, read this suspense-filled book by an Amazon best-selling and hot #1 new-release author of a previous book called The Modern Mughal Mentality: New Strategies to Succeed in India and the Global Marketplace. In the author's second book, a sizzling science-fiction story, a crime is investigated by the FBI in collaboration with the Central Bureau of Investigation (CBI) of India.






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Dr. Afshan Naheed Hashmi was born in India and educated both in India and USA. She now lives in Rockville, Maryland, USA. Dr. Hashmi is a Best-Selling author, award-winning entrepreneur, speaker, books, movies, make-up and beauty products Reviewer, as well as Radio and TV show Host, is a successful regulatory, business development and scientific professional with more than a decade of experience. She is the Managing Member of Dr.Afshan Hashmi Consulting Group, LLC. She can also be your Publishing Consultant who will walk you through the whole book development process from the idea to the printed and ebook in your hand. She can also help you to be a best-selling author and can help you in your advertising and marketing needs of your book

To know more about how she can help you in your publishing journey, please email her at

afshan @drafshanhashmi.com.

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01 April 2019

Death at the Dakota by M.K.Graff







Marni Graff writes two award-winning mystery series: The Nora Tierney English Mysteries and The Trudy Genova Manhattan Mysteries. She teaches writing workshops and mentors the Writers Read program, and is Managing Editor of Bridle Path Press. 



Graff also writes the crime review blog Auntie M Writes, www.auntiemwrites.com.





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Nurse Trudy Genova is making plans to take her relationship to NYPD detective Ned O'Malley to the next level, when she lands a gig as medical consultant on a film shoot at the famed Dakota apartment building in Manhattan, which John Lennon once called home. Then star Monica Kiley goes missing, a cast member turns up dead, and it appears Trudy might be next. Meanwhile Ned tackles a mysterious murder case in which the victim is burned beyond recognition. When his investigations lead him back to the Dakota, Trudy finds herself wondering: how can she fall in love if she can't even survive?


Readers of Death Unscripted, the first book in the Trudy Genova Manhattan Mystery series, will find the same pleasures in this sequel: fast pacing, engaging characters, twists and turns on the way to a satisfying close. Once again M.K. Graff reveals her talents in crafting this delightful mix of amateur sleuth and police procedural.


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Part procedural, part cozy, Death at the Dakota is a well-crafted and highly entertaining mystery.- Bruce Robert Coffin, #1 bestselling author of the Detective Byron mysteries.   

I fell in love -- not only with co-protagonists, Trudy and Ned, the richly detailed and historic setting of The Dakota, and the unique cast of characters, but with the unusual plot of Death at the DakotaSherry Harris, Agatha Award nominated author of the Sarah Winston Garage Sale Mysteries


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Auroras. Petroglyphs. And Pagans by Jeff Ransom



Science, Archaeology, History
Date Published: March 2018
Publisher: Kronos Press

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More than 100 Years ago, researchers demonstrated that ancient myths and pagan religions are similar throughout the world. Other researchers have known for years that ancient petroglyph images are similar throughout the world. What was not known until near the end of the twentieth century was that scientists could reproduce the petroglyph images in the plasma laboratory.

The laboratory plasma that produced petroglyph images was the type of plasma that creates the Earth’s auroras. That suggests that under certain conditions those images that were drawn in petroglyphs could have appeared in the auroras during ancient times.  Numerous areas throughout the world could have seen similar images in the sky during the same time-frames. Those images combined with their motions and the actions of comets and meteors could have led to the creation of similar myths. The myths led to pagan religions.  No space aliens or supernatural activities were required.

Information in this book includes why some pagan religions thought that heaven was close to Earth, the gods lived at the top of an exceptionally high mountain, there was a pathway between heaven and Earth, there was a trinity of major gods, and the gods had significant events occur on mountain tops.

Details are also included about numerous initial surprises found by space probes and the concepts prevalent in 1950 that led to those surprises. Those concepts also initially hindered the recognition that there was an association between mythology and the ancient sky and the association of auroras, petroglyphs and pagan religions.

Anyone with an interest in myths, ancient religions, petroglyphs, astronomy, geology or the interdisciplinary synthesis of those subjects would find something of interest in this book.



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Descriptions of the world axis and the tree of life had some identical characteristics. “The world axis may be symbolically represented as a world pillar, a ladder, a cosmic mountain, a cosmic tree, and so forth.” [Grantham, p.17] In Gods and Myths of Northern Europe, Davidson said, “This world had at its center a great tree, a mighty ash called Yggdrasil. So huge was this tree that its branches stretched out over heaven and earth alike.” [Davidson, p.24]

There are stories in many countries about a mountain, often called the cosmic mountain, where the gods lived. The Tree of Life is often described as having characteristics similar to the cosmic mountain. The tree, similar to the mountain, was often considered divine and inhabited by gods or spirits. Its branches reached into the sky and its roots went deep into the earth.

The cosmic tree or cosmic mountain was a link between Heaven, Earth, and the underworld. A ladder was sometimes used as a method of travel from one to the other.

 The Egyptians described “Anubis, who is on his hill, the dweller in the chamber of embalmment, at the head of the divine hall; and all the gods and goddesses who dwell in the mountain of Amentet the beautiful of Hetkaptah (Memphis)”. [Budge, LOAE] [Emphasis added]

 In the book titled Osiris and the Egyptian Resurrection, Budge quoted: “His mother is Smat, the wife on the mountain, the verdure on the mountain Sehseh. He comes out on the ladder which his father Ra made for him.” [Budge, OAER, p 119] [Emphasis added] Verdure, or greenery, would fit with one of the major aurora colors mentioned previously.

 In another section Budge noted, “The god is seated on his throne as usual, and behind him rises the mountain of Amenti, from the top of which two arms are extended to receive the solar disk. Between the deceased and his wife and the god is a lake, or ornamental piece of water, from the sides of which grow date-palms, etc.” [Budge, OAER, p 45] [Emphasis added] Since the mountain of the gods was sometimes considered to be in the north, what was translated as solar disk may have been a glowing ball of plasma called a plasmoid. That concept would have been unfamiliar to translators.

            Mount Olympus is where the Twelve Olympians resided. They were the principal gods in the Greek pantheon. One Persian sacred mountain example is Harā Bərəzaitī. In Chinese mythology “another sky ladder was the sacred mountain, Mount Kunlun.” [Ganeri, p.7]

Some representations of the mythical mountains had the appearance of cones. Cones were in some cases considered sacred. Certain emblems “are supposed to represent the cone-shaped stones, betyla, from Bethal. The ‘House of God,’ the great worship of the Phoenicians.” Also, “The sacred cone is seen surrounded by the temple court on the coin of Byblos.” [Ward]

It is not unexpected then that, as the magazine Mental Floss in December of 2014 noted, “Nearly every culture has conical headgear. What’s the allure of being a conehead?” (See figure 2.4.)

 In a Saturday Night Live comedy skit in 1993, The Coneheads were space aliens who came to Earth to observe human life. Cone and head may have been fused there first, but cones on people’s heads can be in drawings and on statues for years. The symbolism of the shape is interesting. No aliens are needed.

Cones on people’s heads have been around as early as the Bronze Age. As early as the 23rd century BCE a cone-shaped mountain was depicted on the victory stele of king Naram-Sin of Akkad. The colossal mountain was identified as the abode of the gods. Several stars on the apex identify the rock as the residence of celestial powers. The mighty ruler paid homage to those celestial powers for his victory. [Van der Sluijs, 2005]

A carving thought to be Suppiluliuma II, New Kingdom of the Hittite Empire, ruling c.12071178 BC, contemporary with Tukulti-Ninurta I of Assyria, depicts him with a cone hat. A topor is a type of conical headgear traditionally worn by grooms as part of the Bengali Hindu wedding ceremony. It is cone-shaped and it is believed to bring good luck.

Hephaestus was the ancient Greek god of blacksmiths, craftsmen, artisans, sculptors, metals, metallurgy, fire and volcanoes. In Greek mythology, Hephaestus was the son of Zeus and Hera, the king and queen of the gods. He wore a cone hat.

The Shwedagon Pagoda,Yangon, in Myanmar, is a Buddhist pagoda. It the oldest Buddhist temple in Hanoi, the Phya That Gyi Pagoda in Bagan, Myanmar and the sixth century tower at Clonmacnoise Monestery, Ireland, by the River Shannon all have cone-shaped tops.

A kasa is any of several sorts of traditional cone hats of Japan often made of straw. A hogeon is a type of Korean traditional cone headgear for young boys aged 1 to 5. A hogeon was worn on holidays such as the Korean new-year.

A tall conical Persian hat is still used by mystic cults and Dervishes. Into modern times wizards are portrayed as wearing conical hats, for example in “The Sorcerer’s Apprentice.”

In Central Vietnam, legend says, when a deluge of rain was falling, there descended from the sky a giant woman wearing on her head four huge round leaves as large as the sky itself and stitched by bamboo sticks. This was the Non La Cone Hat which is shaped like a cone.  The leaves protected humans, then still naked, from the rain. The giant messenger from the sky twirled round the leaves on her head to dispel clouds and rains. She taught her followers how to grow crops. One day, mankind dozed off while listening to her stories. When they awoke, the goddess was gone. It is common in ancient myths for the gods and goddesses eventually to disappear.

“What’s the allure of being a conehead?” was asked in the magazine Mental Floss. There is a picture of a recent Aurora that gives the impression of a face with a cone hat. [Mujay] Pareidolia is a psychological phenomenon wherein the mind perceives a familiar pattern of something where none actually exists. Common examples include seeing images of Elvis in toast, or animals or faces in clouds.

Figure 2.4 gives an idea of the face with cone hat that seems to appear in the photograph. In the photo, the lines appeared green.



About the Author



Jeff Ransom received a Ph.D. in Plasma Physics from The University of Texas at Austin in 1967 and is a member of the American Physical Society.  In the aerospace industry, he performed research in a number of areas including radio frequency plasmas, electro-optics and reconnaissance, infrared detection, non-destructive testing methods, fiber-optic and polarized display enhancement and missile jamming techniques.  Most of this work was classified, which led him to conduct private research in areas that he could discuss with people in the non-classified world. He published an article related to the plasma part of those presentations titled “Plasma Generated Craters and Spherules” in the IEEE Transactions on Plasma Science, Volume 35 Issue 4 Part 1 P828-831 07August 2007.


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Physical by Mari.Reiza
 Women's Psychological Fiction

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A feminist read that won’t disappoint. 

In a small town in Italy, Kiki feels worthless and angry when her longtime partner finds a new cool girl to ride on another decade of easy existence. Meanwhile in London, Fátima, the wife of Kiki’s best friend, is losing her selfhood after giving birth to twins and being made redundant. Both heroines are determined to rebuild the passion and impunity of their youth, vitalizing desires that will bring them to risk everything.





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‘You have to stop calling me!’ I said, answering the phone in a rage.
‘We could maybe go on holiday together for a few days?’ he replied in an appeasing, almost a supplicating voice. ‘If that is what you want.’
‘Have I said that is what I want?’ I was taken aback.
I didn’t remember being delirious enough with pleasure at the time of our last encounter to have said something I would later forget. Where were we going? Somewhere exciting? Five kilometres away to the Montello? By bus? Would his mother come this time too? ‘Is that what you want?’ I finally asked.
‘Of course,’ he said.
‘I’m not sure I could bear it,’ I replied more calmly. I pitied him but I had to come clean, there was no point in lengthening the ordeal and I felt so much more courageous on the phone than I had with him in person.
‘Why not?’ he seemed genuinely surprised. ‘What’s wrong with me?’
‘You want a list?’ I replied quickly, before the opportunity could be lost.
He asked me to take down an address and a time, the old fashioned way, on a piece of paper, and think about it. ‘Maybe you will change your mind…’ He had probably seen the trick done on a novella on TV, his mother sitting next to him. At least he would not call back. Good riddance.
Still. I was really in shit. I knew I was in my deepest ever sexual identity crisis


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Mari.Reiza was born in Madrid in 1973. She studied at Oxford University and worked as an investment research writer and management consultant for twenty years in London, before becoming an indie fiction writer. Also by her, Inconceivable Tales, Death in Pisa, Sour Pricks, A Pack of Wolves, STUP, Mum, Watch Me Have Fun!, Marmotte’s Journey, West bEgg, Room 11, Triple Bagger, Caro M, Opera, the Retreat, sells sea shells and aberri (homeland), all available on Amazon.



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