Review: Purgatory Origins: Power Of Darkness By Darryl Olsen

When Professor Harrison Standish, a bookish young archeologist

inadvertently stumbles upon an ancient burial chamber in Egypt, he is

baffled to find symbolism inside that would appear to date from two

different historical periods, thousands of years apart. Suspecting the tomb

had been tampered with at some point in the distant past, Professor

Standish soon discovers the skeletons of ten half-human/half-canine

creatures lying in a far corner of the chamber and his initial bafflement

now turns to shock. What kind of ancient madman would be conducting

such a horrific experiment?

As Dr. Standish endeavors to explain this mystery over the ensuing days,

he happens upon a news report, suggesting that these same grotesque,

half-human/half-canine creatures have come to life in the remote

mountains of Wyoming and he is immediately on the next flight. By the

time he arrives in Wyoming, a World War II Nazi bomber has

materialized out of the sky and crashed off the coast of France and a Nazi

general named Schmitz has stumbled into the 21st century, leaving behind

evidence of his presence in Professor Standish's ancient burial chamber

back in Egypt, all of which sets the stage for a rollicking, nonstop, modern

day fantasy/sci-fi adventure.

The cast of characters in Purgatory: Origins includes Rachael, a pesky,

auburn haired New York magazine correspondent, who is known equally

for her ability to sink her teeth into a story and her unwillingness to let it

go, Jason Kendall, an escaped rapist and killer who falls hard for Rachael

when they cross paths and turns out to have a past with our half human

creatures, and Harper, the ex-special forces FBI agent, whose primary goal

is finding Jason Kendall, getting him back behind bars and keeping him

there for the rest of his life but soon finds himself sucked into this

mystery woven of ancient symbolism, old Nazi war criminals and

otherworldly creatures.







I just finished reading Purgatory Origins: Powers of Darkness because I

was looking for a change of pace from non-ficiton. I recommend this book

if you enjoy science fiction with a interesting twist to it.

I've been reading a lot of WWII nonfiction. So I'm well informed but here I

get the WWII story wrapped in adventure/travel fictional book harkening

back to Raiders of the Lost Ark. I like this combination. The book is well

written and the characters are developed in such a way that I couldn't

help but be invested. The book isn't predictable. That sort of writing and

storytelling keeps me interested. Also, this isn't a terribly long book. You'll

enjoy this.

I like how there's something for everyone in this book - from time-

travelling nazis to dog-headed monsters. There's a lot going on in this

book and at not time, is it overwhelming or confusing. This book is

engrossing and encourages me to look for more books from the author,

Darryl Olsen.


Darryl Olsen is a Sydney based author of titles including Purgatory

Soldiers of Misfortune, Children of the Gods and Purgatory Origins

Powers of Darkness. Darryl was first introduced to the world of fiction

whilst schooling on the Mid North Coast of New South Wales. After a short

period of school Darryl Olsen found his true calling in life as he enlisted

in the Australian Army.
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For more information about Darryl and his upcoming books please go to

www.darrylolsen.com or you can contact him on darryl@darrylolsen.com

Spotlight: Peanut Butter Principles By Eric Franklin

Peanut Butter Principles: 47 Leadership Lessons Every Parent Should Teach Their Kids

By- Eric Franklin

In “Peanut Butter Principles: 47 Leadership Lessons Every Parent Should Teach Their Kids”, entrepreneur, speaker, author, management consultant and parent Eric Franklin has assembled a wealth of wisdom that has stuck with him like peanut butter sticks to the roof of your mouth. One by one, you can serve up spoonfuls of Peanut Butter Principles to the youth in your life and make a profound impact to help them grow into confident, intelligent, and successful adults and leaders who make good choices, build healthy relationships, and cultivate another generation of leaders.

Review:Gravel Ghost (Gravel Ghost Series Book # 1) By Charyse Allan

Gravel Ghost

Gravel Ghost Series Book #1

By- Charyse Allan

Genre- YA Thriller

Expected Publication Date- December 16th, 2014

Seventeen-year-old Payton Morros is a killer. Adopted as a child, and groomed into the profession by her new parents, she longs for a normal life. But lethal assassins at the top of their game can’t exactly quit their day job. Her only escape from her predetermined destiny is spending time with her best friend Conner, if only for a little while.

When Payton is sent to Chile for an assignment, she discovers a devastating truth that challenges everything she knows about herself and her family. Abandoning the mission, and on the run, she must unravel the secrets of her past before she loses all sense of herself. Or worse, before she jeopardizes everyone she cares about.

Dragon & Flame (Haven City Series # 6) By Zoe Perdita

Rory Sullivan thinks he has it all, until his boyfriend breaks his heart and the new landlord raises the rent on his bar. A chance meeting with Jin Yue, a rich dragon, gives Rory hope. Jin promises Rory he can save the bar and get even with his ex - for a price. All Rory has to do is pretend to be in a relationship with Jin. Rory's bad boy nature, and the desire for some no-strings-attached sex make the idea way too intriguing. Even if Rory's brain thinks it's a bad idea, his cock heartily disagrees. Problem is, Jin Yue might be all kinds of hot, but he's also Haven City's one and only crime boss - sexy, powerful and deadly. Now Rory is tied to Jin until the dragon's mission is complete, regardless of assassination attempts, hunters or the cops. Jin Yue won the gang war, but the battle for Haven City isn't over. Enter Rory Sullivan - the tatted up fire mage who can help Jin lay claim to his rightful territory. However, things don't turn out the way Jin plans. Rory pushes all the right buttons and riles up Jin's dragon instincts. The fire mage is the farthest thing from Jin's type, but the heat between them sets Jin's blood on fire. They're playing a dangerous game that puts both of their hearts and lives on the line. While the passion between Jin and Rory sizzles, can a relationship built on deceit grow into something more?

 

 

When they left the restaurant, Jin took him downtown to go shopping.

Rory stopped outside the store and raised his eyebrows at the name. “Armani? Isn’t that last season or some shit?”

Jin chuckled and stepped inside. “The label is all certain people care about. The tux should work for your sister’s wedding as well.”

Rory forced himself not to glower and followed.

His patience came to an end when no less than three sales people walked up and started asking stupid questions. Jin answered, and Rory wondered if these three women spent all their income on designer clothes. What a ridiculous waste of money. They pulled out three tuxedos, which all looked the same to Rory, but the sales vultures insisted they were different in cut or style.

“Do I have to try all three of them on?” Rory asked and shoved his hands into his pockets. Too bad his bartender getup wouldn’t pass at a fancy gala.

“Yes. I want my money’s worth, and you’re the best model I can think of,” Jin said with a delectable smirk and headed toward the fitting rooms.

Heat flared in Rory’s chest, torn between annoyance and lust. Why did Jin always fall right on that line? This weird place between wanting and wanting to punch.

He stalked after the dragon.

“You’re coming in with me?” Rory asked as he walked into one of the palatial dressing rooms. It was the same size as his bedroom and had a damn couch, for fuck’s sake. Yeah, it wasn’t anything like the dressing rooms at the places he usually shopped.

Jin stepped inside after him. “I wouldn’t want you getting lonely in here all by yourself.”

Rory doubted that eventuality, but he didn’t kick Jin out either. “And here I didn’t put on my fancy underwear.”

Jin smirked.

A sales woman brought in the tuxedos and shut the door as she left.

A dare lit up Jin’s eyes as he settled on the couch.

What did he expect? That Rory wouldn’t actually strip? He slipped the leather jacket off his shoulders and set it aside. “You want to watch me take off my clothes?”

“Very much. You’re an attractive man. I can see what Richard loves about you, but I can’t see what you liked about him,” Jin said evenly.

Love. Ha! Dick never loved him. Rory knew that, and Jin used that word on purpose.

Rory yanked his shirt over his head and tossed it on his jacket. Then he stepped forward. “Like what you see?”

Jin’s eyes crinkled at the edges, and Rory wondered how old the dragon was. Older than Rory.

Jin’s dark eyes drank in Rory’s firm chest, the tattoos that wound over his arms and taut pectorals, and the little black rings that pierced his nipples. But Jin didn’t reach forward and touch him, like Rory assumed he would. Hell, from the look of hungry fascination on Jin’s face and the flick of Jin’s tongue over his lips, Rory expected a hell of a lot more.

“I said you were attractive,” Jin purred.

“So take off my pants,” Rory said and moved so close his legs straddled Jin’s thighs. Perfect position for a suck job, and he smirked at that thought. If the sex was on his terms, he sure as hell wouldn’t mind.

“Is this how I earn my kiss?” Jin asked and leaned forward.

“Maybe,” Rory said. How the hell did this go from a power play to flirting? Fuck. He didn’t know. The heat building in his balls told him not to worry about it.

“Hmm,” Jin hummed, and his rough hands wound down Rory’s chest. They flicked and pulled, ever so carefully, at the rings on Rory’s nipples.
Rory bit back a groan.

Jin smiled and roamed lower. His fingers caught on the top of Rory’s jeans, and he undid the top button. His dark eyes burned as he grabbed the zipper, and eased it down like this was all some great big act of seduction.

It worked.

Rory’s breath hitched in his throat as Jin’s fingers brushed Rory’s bulge. It twitched and stiffened, and Rory fought the urge to thrust his hips into those hands.

“You want me to keep going?” Jin asked.

The dare still burned in his eyes, but something else flickered alongside it. The same flame that burned inside Rory – the thing that urged him closer and closer to the edge between what was safe and what was possible.

He didn’t trust himself to speak, so Rory nodded instead.

Jin complied. He hooked his thumbs in the side of the jeans and inched them lower and lower. They slid over Rory’s black jockeys, down his legs and bunched there. He forgot about the boots. Well, since Jin was in the neighborhood.

“Those too,” Rory said, his voice gruff.

“Oh, you’re going to pay for this later,” Jin said with a dangerous smirk.

Rory returned it with one of his own. “Sure thing.”

Jin made quick work of the laces, and Rory stepped out of the boots and jeans with a minimal amount of hopping. The jockey’s hung so low on his hips the dark red curls popped out of the waistband, but he didn’t bother yanking them up.

It gave the dragon a good look at what Rory had in store for him.

“Do I have to dress you too or can you manage?” Jin asked, his voice rich with amusement. A spark shone in his eyes.

“I think I can manage,” Rory said and picked up the first tux.

He put on the pants, shirt and jacket without a problem, but the bowtie was another issue altogether. However, one of the sales women came in and righted it for him. Then there was a whole lot of ‘turn left’ and ‘turn right’ before he finally got to put on the other two.

Even looking at himself in the mirror, Rory couldn’t see the difference. He chose the first one out of spite, and Jin didn’t argue with that decision.

“I’ll box this up for you sir. And I’ll set out some suitable shoes. Size twelve?” she asked.

“Yeah,” Rory said and waited for her to shut the door before he looked at Jin again.

Jin’s eyes lingered on Rory’s bulge. “Do I get to take that off too?”

“Maybe after the gala,” Rory said and tossed the shirt at the dragon.
Jin caught it and stood up in one swift movement.

Right. Shifter. They were fast – faster than he was.

Rory barely registered that thought as Jin’s body met his, pressed him against the wall and took a long, slow sniff of his neck.

“You smell like sex,” Jin purred.

Rory’s heart jumped into his throat, and his cock responded to the sudden proximity. “Do I?”

“Mmm,” Jin said. His lips vibrated against Rory’s flushed skin. “You most certainly do. And I want my kiss. I think I’ve earned it.”

The cuff on Rory’s wrist felt heavier than normal, thick and tight. If he said ‘no,’ maybe Jin would have to stop. He’d need to back off until the situation was all on Rory’s terms. But Rory couldn’t find the words. They bunched up in his throat and came out as a groan.

Jin sucked at Rory’s skin and fire rose across his flesh with it.

“Earned it? Not quite,” Rory whispered. “Get me off, and I’ll consider it.”

Jin’s fingers dug into his shoulders, and he smiled against Rory’s flesh. “You’re going to pay for that too.”

Rory didn’t see how that could be a bad thing.

 

 Zoe Perdita writes gay shifter romance because the only thing better than one hot shifter dude is two hot shifter dudes making out. She lives in the Pacific Northwest with a fluffy orange cat and a lively roommate. When she's not writing, Zoe likes to travel, read and play video games.

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Spotlight: Of Sentimental Value By Fumi Hancock

ONE EVENT Elects Who You Are; ONE EVENT Molds Your Values & Believes; ONE EVENT Charts the Course of Your Journey... Good, Bad or Indifferent... ONE EVENT Determines Your DESTINY... FOR LIFE! ONE EVENT Will Change Your Life... FOREVER! A Young African Immigrant, SIBERIA TONKA's dream of becoming the next bestselling, globally celebrated Fantasy author in America (Nashville, Tennessee), like her icon, Princess of Suburbia, is quickly eroding! Buried in debt, Siberia's life is turned upside down in America when she is forced to retrieve an African artifact she had unknowingly lost and her life and that of her loved ones in Africa is turned upside down as the recovery of this artifact continues to elude her! She must race to save her sister's life while juggling her feelings between a wealthy African, but Nashville based, Art collector and a simple American consignment store owner. Who wins her heart and will she save her sister in time?

 
Fumi Hancock “Stephanie” Hancock is a walking example of how an ordinary person from a shackled life of broken promises and shattered dreams can live a fulfilled destiny. After twenty years of dropping her pen, she picks it right back up again by releasing the first in the Grimmlyn Series: The Adventures of Jewel Cardwell, Hydra’s Nest.

Though having graduated with a postgraduate degree in communication arts, and undergraduate degrees in English studies and nursing, she ascribes her writing to her life experiences, which were many times challenging. According to her, the protagonists and antagonists in her novels often come from the darkest moments of her life—a tribute to the fact that something good can come out of mysterious and difficult circumstances, if we choose to turn our challenges around. Age is merely a number where success is concerned. She also pulls some of her characters from her travels around the world—in particular, exotic Africa—uniquely weaving her tales.

Fumi loves to write for young adults, particularly urban fantasy, and paranormal fiction with a touch of romance. She aspires to one day write a mystery/detective novel for the adult audience. But for now, she is content with her young adult audience. With her background in nursing, she gently nurses her unusual characters to life for her readers to enjoy.

She lives in Tennessee with her husband, Dr. David Hancock, and her two grown sons, Bola and Demola Thompson. She cherishes her two stepdaughters, who reside in Michigan.