FREE EBOOKS / NOVEL & SHORT STORIES THIS 15TH OF JULY
There’s nothing better than a good book, or even a good book and two short stories, of fantasy and horror. Oh wait a minute, there is something better, three works of fiction, available for free download this Wednesday the 15th of July, as part of Amazon’s 20th anniversary, so make sure you get your copies of:
I am Death.
And I am hungry.
And there you are,
Unaware of my arrival.
Don’t turn around.
You’re home alone.
In your living room, wasting your life watching TV.
Or lying in bed with the light on, with a good book in your hand.
Just maybe you’re in the bathroom.
Brushing your teeth.
You bend down. You spit.
Then you look up.
The last thing you see in the mirror is me standing behind you before I smash your face into the glass.
You take two strikes before you collapse to the floor.
“So pretty,” I remark to myself as my soulless eyes drift over my latest victim.
She can’t be much older than 25, 26 maybe. Not that any of that matters now.
She covers most of her body with a sweatshirt bearing the logo of some college she went to.
I bet her parents worked hard to get her a proper education. Her father working long hours, her mother having to work two jobs.
I bet they did it for years, years of hard work, blood, sweat, and tears just to put their pride and joy through college.
Her chest rises and falls.
Gonna have to put an end to that.
I look around the bathroom floor. Shards of glass lie around my feet.
Most are tiny and not worth considering, but then out of the corner of my eye, I spot the big one, so I pick it up.
Book: Hour of Darkness
Tagline: Evil has many forms and Darkness is just one of them:
Blurb: With the Shanzi King’s return to Mares looming on the horizon, ready to unleash an eternity of chaos, three of his most trusted and dangerous minions take to the World of Oceania to begin preparations for Darkari’s return, the Dark King of Death. This is the story of Shaymon, bringer of diseases, Stavros, the always hungry wolf and the warmongering Mongra. Each one desiring nothing more than the total eradication of all humanity, but first they must find themselves a place in the world before can destroy it.
With one evil destroyed, three more returned to the world to continue the work of their King.
In the dark of night sat a two storey house made out of stone, with wooden beams that offered structural support. Built upon a hill, the house overlooked a village of buildings of the same design. For a small village, the settlement was full of two storey homes, shops, a small public library, and a tavern.
In the centre of the village of Retina, of the Mares Realm itself, sat the large mansion home of the Mayor. As was the norm, each one of the buildings had stone slabs covering their roofs.
A hard wind blew in from the east and drifted all through the village and up to the house on the hill, but the wind wasn’t all that swept through the colony. A dark mist swayed left and right as it navigated its way around the populated area, searching for a victim.
However, this was no mere mist. This was the spectral form of Shaymon, the Shanzi bringer of diseases, one of King Darkari’s most trusted generals.
The village seemed to be devoid of life. It seemed in the dark of night, no human dared to walk the streets.
Instead they are all tucked up in bed, dozing away in the early hours of morning, while up above, a full moon lurked high in the sky. Its rays of moonlight offered some light, while the village’s burning street-lamps were also lit, fighting off the dark of night.
“Damn it! They are all inside their homes!” The mist hissed in an eerie, raspy voice. It spoke in a language unknown to the Mares Realm.
“If I cannot have a human, then I must settle for something else. There must be something!” snarled Shaymon, as the mist continued to manoeuvre the streets, being propelled by the wind.
Book: The Spirit of Iris
Tagline: The Battle for Oceania Begins:
Blurb: Set in a world much unlike our own, on a lonesome planet at the end of the universe, an epic between good and evil is about to come to pass. Living in a medieval era, the inhabitants of the world find themselves up against the dreaded Shanzi, vile creatures of pure darkness who seek one thing, the annihilation of that is good and there is only one who can stop them, a young boy by the name of Zach who must Rise up against the forces of darkness and drive them back to the shadow existence from whence they came.
All hell broke loose. Archers readied their bows, goblins on the ground began to charge and a horn was sounded, announcing the jailbreak. Even so, many goblins weren’t sure where to look or what to do. Even though there was confusion everywhere, Zach was the only one who was thinking clearly. And was thankful that goblins are stupid.
The first thing he did was rammed the goblin and quickly relieve him of his weapon, cutting him down for good.
Three goblins ran straight at him, blades drawn, only to stop dead the moment they were within striking distance. The archers had hit the wrong target.
Zach dived to the side and crawled over to a stone column, as part of an archway.
That was close!
Hearing the heavy breathing of a goblin attempting to sneak up on him, Zach waited until it came around, listening to its every breath before plunging the falchion straight through the abdomen of the goblin with ease.
Yanking his weapon clear, Zach noticed that his defeated opponent was armed with a bow and had a quiver containing a bunch of arrows.
“Now that will come in handy,” he remarked.
Choosing to rid himself of the sword, he threw the blood- covered blade to the grassy ground and snatched up the bow and three arrows. He held the three arrows between his four fingers, pulls back on the string, ready to fire all three at once.
Come on, Izal! he urged in thought, as more goblins advanced on his position.
“Where is he?” a brutish voice demands.
“Anyone got an eyeball?” a second voice called out.
“He’s behind the column with the archway!” A third voice shouted, this one belonging to an archer up on the outer wall.
“Anyone with a clear shot?”
“He’s all yours!”
“Come on, boys!” one of the more thuggish looking goblins barked.
Zach’s breathing stayed slow and controlled as he waited. His eyes were shut, allowing his gift to run wild, enabling him to sense twelve goblins moving in on him and thirteen more up on the outer wall, each one wishing to do him harm. Even though there were many of them, the odds were stacked against them, especially now since he is no longer alone.
Izal soared overhead, still holding onto Zach’s sword. He swooped down repeatedly at the archers, drawing their attention away from Zach.
“Up in the sky!” one goblin shouted.
“Shoot it!” another ordered.
The raven proceeded to soar upward and circled in front of the sun, preventing the archers from being able to get a clear shot. Zach took the moment and let his arrows fly, then ducked under cover to reload the bow.
His arrows flew true, striking their marks cleanly. Three goblins let fly their own arrows, but their aim was wild. One hit nothing at all, one hit a Fori goblin down on the floor and the third struck down a fellow archer.
The works are available for only the one day an even if they aren’t your sort of thing, or sit on your to be read list, download them anyway, or at least spread the word.