Giveaway | Something to read during the Corona Quarantine

Escape the Corona by going to Carona…

ApocalypseYesterday, I was talking to Al Stewart and Amy Spector about the virus. It’s interesting having friends in different places around the world. For weeks now, we’ve been comparing news, sharing what directives are given, and so on.

But yesterday, I said we should do a giveaway for everyone who is quarantined (I’m not yet, but I suspect we’ll get there sooner or later). The idea slipped away while we were chatting, but then right before I went to bed it hit me – the city The Maddest of Men and The Lords of Lettuce takes place in, is named Carona.

Had to be a sign, right?

So while sipping on my morning coffee, I fixed a giveaway for The Maddest of Men over at Prolific Works. It runs from now to March 31, so please share it with everyone you know.

The Maddest of Men is a post-apocalyptic story – fitting, right? LOL Though the apocalyptic state is caused by climate change and wars instead of a pandemic. Some people have special powers and have to hide or be…shall we say quarantined? They’re being locked up because common people fear them.

Creed, one of the main characters, is hunting down and bringing in people with special powers. Grayham, the other main character, has special powers. He’s also a mob inquisitor.

It’s a bit bloody…

Grayham stared at his red-smeared knuckles in distaste. A few specks of blood grew larger on the cuff of his shirt as the fabric soaked it up. Fucking typical. He hoped the suit jacket would cover it. He hadn’t brought a spare dress shirt—he didn’t own a spare dress shirt, and he didn’t want to own one.

Cole groaned, the raspy sound amplified as it hit the concrete walls of the empty room. His chin almost touched his chest where he hung in his restraints on the chair. Grayham didn’t want to look at him, but what could he do? The job needed to be done.

“Okay, let’s go over this again. Who did you sell the information to?”

“I didn’t sell any information.”

Grayham felt warmth glow in his chest and stopped to study Cole. The perfection Grayham saw every day was ruined by the smudges of blood. A tooth had been knocked out, making a steady stream of bloodied spittle trickle down his chin. It was a shame. He liked Cole; liked might be the wrong word, but he’d grown accustomed to having him around. He’d even believed he was one of the smart ones. Apparently, he’d been wrong since he’d failed to get paid for double-crossing Cham.

“Did you leak any information about Cham or the firm?”

“No.” The crackling voice sent a trail of cold pinpricks down his spine—a lie. Grayham heard the crunch of his fist connecting with Cole’s nose long before the pain in his knuckles blossomed. He shook out his hand, tired beyond belief of this crap. It didn’t matter, though; he needed to get it sorted in time to get back to the reception. Why he needed to be at some fancy party, he didn’t know, but Cham wanted him there.

Grayham scowled and massaged his temples. The right question, he needed to ask the right fucking question.

Cole spluttered, angry eyes glaring, and then he spat. A blob of blood-filled saliva landed on the shiny surface of Grayham’s left shoe.

Grayham clenched his teeth and watched the small puddle. Okay, time to get this mess out of the way.

And it gets worse from there, but if you’re okay with that grab a copy, and enjoy your isolation the best way possible – by reading!

Get your copy here!

The-Maddest-of-MenIs lying to a living polygraph really a good idea?

To prove his loyalty to Cham Hovda, one of the local drug lords, Grayham is willing to do anything—and he does. He helps Cham run his empire by finding out the truth by any possible means. It’s not as hard as it may seem, all he has to do is ask the right questions, and his internal polygraph will tell him if someone is lying or not. And when they lie—well he deals with that too. Life as an inquisitor can get quite lonely, not that Grayham plans on doing anything about it. It would kill him to have to off a lover.

Creed is a retrieving agent on a mission. He is to infiltrate one of Carona’s drug organisations to get to the inquisitor. Rumour states the man with the fiery red curls has supernatural powers; it also says anyone coming close to him disappears. Creed has no idea how he’s going to make it out alive or why his supervisor sent him in without backup. But, when an opening to work as a waiter at one of the drug lord’s parties presents itself Creed sets to work.

In a world where people compensate for the years of bombings and starvation with clinic bought physical perfection a man with crooked teeth and mismatching eyes stands out. Grayham notices the waiter watching him straight away. If he’s there to harm Cham, he’ll deal with it. Creed knows he must get his hands on the inquisitor so when he is invited to the man’s flat he agrees to come even though he knows it might be the last thing he’ll ever do.

Note: This story contains graphic violence, on page death of secondary characters, and sex acts between male adults.

Friday Reads: Down South

Friday again and this week I actually read something. I picked up Down South by C.E. Kilgore a week or so ago – what girl doesn’t want to read about a post-apocalyptic cowboy??

I really liked the first half of the story. We got to see the apocalypse happen, and maybe I read the wrong kinds of books, but most often we are thrown into a world where the apocalypse already has taken place. I liked that we got to be there, I liked the characters and the way the story built, but then when the end came I felt a little cheated. There are more books in this series but they’re all stand-alones so it won’t be of Gabe and Liam and the others.


I’m just bitching now, but I have to let it out. I did like the story, but those who know me know I can’t stand too sweet and this turned into way too sweet for me. You know in the college movies when the guy tells the girl he loves her and the entire audience in huge stadium get to their feet to applaud him? I turn off the TV when that happens, can’t stand it, would rather shoot myself in the foot than endure it, and I’m sad to say that there I was enjoying myself out on the ranch when suddenly the shooting myself in foot moment came. I’m not saying that to be mean, I, in fact, think it can be an asset because the average reader loves a big love declaration with a clapping audience. I, on the other hand, was hoping for the neighbours to attack…

Now don’t get me wrong, I really liked this story, and I might pick up another book or two in the series. If you like a cowboy getting his boy despite being out of electricity and working cars, this is the story for you!

Book COver Down South by C.E. KilgoreWhere do you want to be when the world ends?

An apocalyptic M/M Romance. Electricity is gone. Society is on its knees. The heart’s compass becomes the light in the darkness.

Gabe’s a Texas rancher who’s always kept part of himself on a separate paddock from his ranch hands and the small town of Post. When your hometown’s population is barely over five-thousand, chances are high you’re the only gay man for miles, and that coming out would do more harm than good. When the power goes out, a very lost and very far from home man named Liam stumbles onto his land. Stuck on the wrong side of the pond with no way home, Liam, a writer for a British travel magazine, struggles with culture shock. Gabe struggles to save his cattle from the apocalypse, and to ignore the attractive Liam’s obvious interest in more than friendship.

About the Heart’s Compass series:
Our heart has its own compass. It knows where we should be heading, even if the rest of us doesn’t. Through loss and love, our heart’s compass guides us through life, often to somewhere completely unexpected. When the world ends, the heart’s compass of several people has them headed in directions they may have never traveled otherwise.

Each book in the series is a stand-alone, novella-length story, but is written within the same fictional setting in which the Earth has just been struck with several massive solar flares. All modern technology has been rendered inoperable. Cars, computers, city infrastructure, phones – all gone in an instant and without warning. In the days directly following the end of the modern world, people must learn to depend on each other, and on their heart’s compass, if they hope to survive.


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Friday Reads | Evenfall

It’s Friday today, did you know? I didn’t. When I woke up this morning I was wondering why my husband wasn’t in bed with me—turns out he was getting our son to school because apparently it’s Friday, not Saturday as I thought, and apparently I was tired because I have not heard any alarms go off or noticed my husband getting out of bed. But since it is Friday I’ll do a little post about what I’m reading.

This week I’ve let myself become obsessed with Hsin Liu Vega. For ages, I’ve had Evenfall by Santino Hassell and Ais on my E-reader and now I decided to read it. I downloaded the Director’s cut versions of In the Company of Shadows #1 and since then I have cheated on my daily word count goal, I’ve neglected all forms of cleaning, the pile of laundry is growing and why, why, do we have to eat so damn often?

I’m beginning to think I have a questionable taste in men—what else is new, you wonder, and nothing really. Me falling head over heels for an assassin with all his fucked up ideas and morals is not new at all. That I like blood, gore, and cruelty isn’t new either. That I gladly read post-apocalyptic stories isn’t much of a surprise, nor is the fact that I like stories with more plot than sex. So the strangest thing here probably is that I haven’t read it until now.

I’m so impressed by authors who manage to write these kinds of stories and I can’t even begin to imagine the number of hours Hassell and Ais have put into it. I hoped they enjoyed writing it as much as I’ve enjoyed reading it.

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In a post-apocalyptic future, the Agency works behind the scenes to take down opposition groups that threaten the current government. Their goals justify all means, even when it comes to their own agents.

Sin is the Agency’s most efficient killer. His fighting skills and talent at assassination have led to him being described as a living weapon. However, he is also known to go off on unauthorized killing sprees, and his assigned partners have all wound up dead.

Boyd is not afraid to die. When his mother, a high-ranking Agency official, volunteers him to be Sin’s newest partner, he does not refuse. In fact, his life has been such an endless cycle of apathy and despair that he’d welcome death.

In the newly revised Director’s Cut of Evenfall, the first volume follows these two cast-offs as they go from strangers to partners who can only rely on each other while avoiding death, imprisonment, and dehumanization by the Agency that employs them.

120,000 words.

Warnings: Explicit violence, physical and psychological abuse.

Note: This is the first of the two volumes comprising Evenfall, the first book in the ICoS series.