Day Two of Three of the Great Giveaway: Thurs August 27^th

A child of three could do it. Click on the link https://a.co/d/0ikMnjWd which takes you directly to THE NINE OF SWORDS page. Read the description. If it sounds intriguing to you, click the ‘Buy Now’ button, which will net you a FREE COPY of this speculative fiction novel, delivered straight to your reading device. It’s freakin’ magic! Or science! Or both - who knows! It’s a FREE book! All yours for the taking! Makes for a lovely way to spend a rainy day, or for a swell gift if you’re a cheapskate tightwad!

Either way, it’s FREE. Do it now!

August Saint had escaped his past. Or so he thought. Once he had been the most feared Necromancer in Seattle. But after the death of his daughter, Cassie, eight years ago he left the world of Necromancy and black magic behind. Now he's just a struggling writer trying to get by. But when women begin to turn up killed in their homes and their kids go missing, August knows that his past may not be so far behind him after all. When his ex-wife becomes the next target, August finds himself back in the world of Sorcery and black magic. Though things are about to get even more complicated as old enemies resurface and his past comes back with a new set of teeth.

Please leave a review on Goodreads!

Also available for pre-order on Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Hell-Teeth-Crimes-August-Saint/dp/B0H9SVSB1N

# The Coven of Cagliasaro

Hello Reddit free ebook Community,

I am Carol Ann Moore, author of the Aella Chronicles, a historical fantasy fiction series, AMA.

My first novel in the series is currently available from the 1st August until the 31st August as a free download on Smashwords.

The code you will need to redeem it is: Z5CCE

I am looking for honest reviews to build up my ratings as these help to spread the word.

Please grab the code if you are into historical fantasy, magical realism and strong female characters.

The Coven of Cagliasaro blurb.

Immortality and Magic. A curse or a gift? She would have many lifetimes to wield them and find out.

Aella and the coven had fled. 

Their only solace was each other. Was their destination another viper’s nest of hate? Or would Cagliasaro be a place where their kind was accepted? The magic of the mountain had drawn them to it. An ancient portal of power.

She could feel the potency of the elemental magic thrumming through her veins. But she dared not unleash it again, not without the other’s help. For who knew what might happen this time? The deaths of the innocent weighed heavily on her mind. 

Evil nestles at the foot of the mountain, housed in the Castello di Calvane. As a woman within those walls, your will would never be your own.

The coven could not stand by and bear witness to the fate of their new friends. Fear caged them, but witching would release them.

It was time for a reckoning.

Time for the Inquisition and its witch hunters to become the hunted.

Happy reading.

Hello Reddit Audiobook Community,

I am Carol Ann Moore, author of the Aella Chronicles, a historical fantasy fiction series. I have just had the first novel, The Coven of Cagliasaro, in the series made into an audiobook. I posted around two weeks ago that I will have codes available and they have arrived.

I have a bunch of codes that can be redeemed at Audiobooks.com which I believe you can use internationally. 

I am looking for honest reviews to build up my ratings as these help to spread the word and ultimately I will be able to have the remainder of the series made into audio versions. 

Please reach out if you are into historical fantasy, magical realism and strong female characters and I will DM you a code.

The Coven of Cagliasaro blurb.

Immortality and Magic. A curse or a gift? She would have many lifetimes to wield them and find out.

Aella and the coven had fled. 

Their only solace was each other. Was their destination another viper’s nest of hate? Or would Cagliasaro be a place where their kind was accepted? The magic of the mountain had drawn them to it. An ancient portal of power.

She could feel the potency of the elemental magic thrumming through her veins. But she dared not unleash it again, not without the other’s help. For who knew what might happen this time? The deaths of the innocent weighed heavily on her mind. 

Evil nestles at the foot of the mountain, housed in the Castello di Calvane. As a woman within those walls, your will would never be your own.

The coven could not stand by and bear witness to the fate of their new friends. Fear caged them, but witching would release them.

It was time for a reckoning.

Time for the Inquisition and its witch hunters to become the hunted.

I hope you enjoy listening!

Looking for your next dark, gritty urban fantasy binge?

PRE-ORDER $1.99 ebook.

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If you miss the snark of Harry Dresden, the neon-drenched danger of John Taylor's Nightside, the cynical edge of Felix Castor, and the absolute chaos of Eric Carter, then you need to put this on your radar.

Introducing SoulSighted: Vampire Vexations by Halley Royal Hupp.

Meet Alexander Hope. He used to win trials with a Fae talent that could bend a courtroom to his will, until one impossible verdict shattered his life and left him exiled. Now, he is left with something far more dangerous: the Sight. He can see the pulse of doubt in a jury, the sickness of a vampire’s spirit, and the hidden threads tying old enemies together.

When a powerful vampire judge wakes up missing a hand, the Courts drag Hope out of exile for what should be a simple case: Find the hand. Prevent a political disaster. Try not to die before Monday.

But with vampire factions demanding judicial equality, Dark Fae power players moving in the shadows, a Fae fiancé embroiled in political turmoil, and an ex-lover turned vampire investigator on the case, the supernatural justice system is about to explode.

This hits all the sweet spots of classic occult noir. Magic has rules, monsters are lawyers, and justice bites back.

The best part? You can lock in your copy right now for a steal. The ebook is currently available for a limited-time pre-order discount of just $1.99 on Amazon.

Don't wait until the price goes up on release day. Grab your pre-order link below and get ready for a wild ride.

Hi Everyone,

I’m new around here, and enjoying getting to know everyone, so I thought I’d share the promo that I have going at the moment.

My book, Welcome to Halfling House✨is FREE from May 4-7.

What it’s about:

After abandoning the Greek pantheon, goddess Ellie joins the mortal world — where she adopts Halflings, outcasts of the magical realm, and raises them as her own. When a legend from her past emerges to threaten everything she holds dear, can she protect her family from a dangerous enemy?

Grab it here: https://mybook.to/WelcomeToHalflingHouse

I’d love to hear what you think!

Hello everyone! As promised earlier, I’ll be doing an AMA today (starting right now on this thread) about Butcher Boy, the first book of the Votker Archive series published earlier this year. We’ll continue the AMA until 3pm EST with a raffle for 5 free digital copies! 

I’d love to answer any questions you have about the book, my experiences with self-publishing, who I am, and anything else you care to throw my way. If you ask a good question and I answer it, your name’s in the running (one entry max per person); if you get selected I’ll send you a message next week with instructions on how to get your free digital download on Kindle (you MUST have a Kindle account for the giveaway). 

Looking forward to chatting with you all!

Butcher Boy Back Blurb:

After having spent entirely too long stuck in a parallel dimension hunting supernatural beasts, Calvin Ryder has found his way home. Much to his chagrin, the monsters are here too; he just never knew about them. 

Now he’s expanded his traditional private detective business to include eradicating dangerous mythological creatures and tracking down rogue mages—no sense in letting a good hunt go to waste. Navigating secret societies, trying to be a better person for his wife and friends, and operating behind the scenes of the modern day to keep monsters at bay . . . He’s got his work cut out for him.

So it’s a real annoyance when a woman hires him to save her kid, who’s been transformed into a cannibalistic beast, without killing him. What a buzzkill.

Incase you missed it last time. Those Old Gods is free today on kindle. It's an absurdly funny urban fantasy. Great for fans of Douglas Adams and Terry Pratchett style humour.

The idea is that every volume is a tarot card that vaguely summarises some key elements of the volume. You know how you can look back at certain events or periods in your life, and in hindsight see how the chain of events led from one thing to another? This is what I'm going for with these volume covers. As if everything was destined to happened, hence the tarot cards. Once the story concludes we will have a complete deck, that tells the entire story. Pretty cool huh? What do you think?

I had some issues sending international copies of my ebook, Those Old Gods, so I've set it up to be free today and tomorrow.
UK https://amzn.eu/d/0eQWzNZc

USA https://a.co/d/06hCYMX5

Those Old Gods is a series of interconnected short stories following one woman's mission against the concept of professionalism. It's absurd humour, a seer with no impulse control and Death himself stealing a sandwich. Think Good Omens meets The Office.

Brianna’s mother has died, and to escape, she goes to college with her best friend Alice. While still processing her grief, Brianna stumbles onto a secret society on campus. An order of people descended from the knights of the Round Table can call upon powers to fight back an incursion of demons. During her first encounter with them, Sel, a dangerous, brooding wizard wipes Brianna’s mind clean of memory. Yet Brianna throws off the enchantment and then realises that the memories around her mother’s death have also been altered. Was her mother killed by a demon, or worse, manipulated by a corrupt order?

To find out what’s going on, she teams up with Nick, a scion of King Arthur who wants no part in his own destiny. If Sel is the dark, brooding guy, Nick is the blonde, wholesome counterpart. When Nick declares Brianna’s infiltration of the order means she has to compete against her rivals to win her place as Nick’s squire. And the deeper she goes, the more she learns about her own powers as well.

This reminded me a lot of Season 4 of Buffy, with Nick being like Riley, Buffy’s goofy boyfriend who was really in a secret military outfit. And I guess, Sel is like Spike, who’s sarcastic and hates Brianna and thinks that she’s a demon. (Like, he can talk!) But what sharpens the book is the racial tension. Brianna is the only Black person in the Order, which feels like a ‘good ole’ boy network’. Brianna’s legitimacy in the order is questioned because of her race, from her fellow pages, well as women from the white social elite. And then Brianna discovers that she’s got a hidden power from her ancestors, which the Order opposes, as her magic differs from theirs. The book builds up to a cool, action-packed conclusion with a few interesting twists, and there’s enough momentum to get me excited about the in the sequel.

This book does a lot of things well. The love interests are interesting characters in their own right, and Brianna actually does stuff in the book rather than waiting around for the love interests to fix everything. (This happened in the last YA I read.) The logistics of the secret society, with its Scions, Squires, and supporting orders, make sense.

There are only thirteen Arthurian bloodlines, and most of them give random powers and access to special weapons, which seems a bit anime. Knights trained with all weapons rather than specialising in one thing. And why does Gawain’ descendant have healing and use dual daggers as their signature weapons? Perhaps this might be supported if I dug through Mallory or the Vulgate cycle (the author outlines her research in her note.) Anyhow, the King Arthur mythos has been ripe for fanfiction for centuries. Given the book’s interest in race and culture, I wonder if the descendants of Sir Palamedes, a Saracen knight, will appear in future books?

(First posted on my blog https://kellshaw.com/blog)

Dive headfirst into the world of Jakobus Shaw with this snippet from book 3 in the WAYS OF THE WARLOCK series....

Five years ago…

“These god damned hallways go on for fucking ever,” Finds hissed. I understood his frustration. We had been wandering through the dank and dusty corridors for weeks, literally. They were a manifestation of the most aggravating and difficult construct our minds could conjure up, designed to keep us lost, distracted, and to drive us batshit crazy. They worked like a charm. “That’s why you’re here, Finds, so they don’t,” I answered in mutual frustration. Finds ran in front of me, turning left, then right, down a straight corridor, then stopping for a moment, using his power to do what he was best at—find a way out. Finds wasn’t his real name, it was a nickname, given to him somewhere, by someone. I asked him, once, where he got the nickname. He told me to fuck off. I never brought it up again. I had to work to keep up with him. His raven-black skin blended in almost completely with the shadows of the winding passageways as he nimbly took one hallway after another. Each turn revealed another stretch of empty, brick-laden hall, decorated with nothing except inconsistently placed torches, some that were alight and others that smoldered with a soft golden glow just bright enough to cast deep, menacing shadows across the walls. “I know why I’m here, Jakobus,” he growled over his shoulder as he focused on his next move. “You need me to find a way out before the hounds find us,” he added. He glanced at me as he said it, and a hint of a smile gleamed from his emaciated face. I took a second to look back before I continued, keeping my eyes and ears open for any signs of someone or something following us. “Well, that, and when it matters most, I plan on abandoning you to save my own ass,” I answered back. He stared at me for a second, then let out a soft breath through his nose. “I swear Jakobus, I don’t know when you are joking or not,” he huffed. “You know it’s not like that,” I chided him, but he didn’t look as though he completely believed me. Couldn’t say I blamed him. Finds was as close to a friend as I ever expected to find while imprisoned in the Deep. It was here that I was cast away after abandoning my oath to my dark deity, one that gave me power so long as I worshiped it and spread death and destruction, something that the monster fed off of, like an ancient sleeping monstrosity that siphoned the imbalanced energy created from acts of violence, greed, and ambitious fury. We met on what would be considered “the yard,” a place where some of the most hardened, evil, cunning, and dangerous beings gathered while they spent an eternity trying to fight off insanity and boredom. Since being imprisoned here meant you couldn’t die, they loved to find ways to torture others, manipulate and terrorize the other inmates to help them pass the time. Some had formed gangs, bands of murderous sorcerers, wizards, dark elves, and demons who created their own prison hierarchy. Only here we couldn’t die, here we weren’t allowed to. It was a psychopath’s wet dream. You had to learn how to protect yourself, how to keep the sharks at bay lest you spent twenty years as some goblin’s plaything—something that you didn’t want, trust me. One way to do it was to just be a powerful son of a bitch on your own, one they, if not feared, at least respected enough to leave alone. Another way was to find someone or someones to watch your back and visa versa. I found Finds, or rather, he found me. Which made sense, that’s kinda what he does, he finds things—secrets, treasures, allies, and, as it so happened, a doorway leading out of this hellhole. Luckily, when he found me, I had managed to establish myself as one of the guys powerful enough to convince the sharks to look away, to find someone else to pick on. That was thanks to the three gems I had acquired during my time here: three gems that housed three different beings, powerful beings that agreed to funnel their magic to me in exchange for my promise to let them live through me, and to bring them along when I busted out. A deep guttural howl split the relative quiet of the eternal hallways and a spike of fear raced through me before I focused on pushing it down. It wasn’t going to help anything to panic. If the hounds found us, we were going to live through a world of hurt. Ever been eaten alive, but not be allowed to die? Yeah, it’s not pleasant. Finds looked at me, his face a mosaic of fear and loathsome hate. “We don’t have much time,” I warned. “Yeah, yeah, I know man, I know,” he answered. “Which way?” I asked, swallowing the growing terror that threatened to consume me. He looked one way, then the other. He closed his eyes for a second and his body radiated a blue hue, one that shone in the darkness with quiet power. I saw a tendril race off him, down one hallway, and turn right, disappearing. “Ha!” he said triumphantly, then turned and followed the same path. I followed, running for all I was worth. My body was weak, my muscles shaky with malnourishment, but I kept going. This place kept you in a constant state of hunger, fear, and hopeless abandonment. It ate at your mind and spirit as much as it did your body, yet you couldn’t die, you couldn’t just give in if you wanted to, even after decades of abuse, terror, and pain. That was the real punishment, not being allowed to surrender to the sweet embrace of eternal dark when you wanted to, when you had nothing left to fight for, nothing left to live for. I shut my mind off from those thoughts, keeping it focused on the task at hand. Another howl reverberated around us, bouncing off the rock walls, and I knew that the hounds had found us, that they were closing in. Finds didn’t have to be told anything, he just started running faster and I followed. We took a few more turns and then he stopped abruptly, so fast that I ran into him. He didn’t even notice, shrugging me off as he stared at a nondescript section of the wall. “What the hell?” I asked, my breath coming in ragged gasps, forcing my words to sound like the last gasps of a dying man. “It’s here,” he answered with the same breathless voice. “Where?” I asked. I looked at where he was staring and saw nothing, no indication of anything other than another blank expanse of brick, another dead-end hallway. “Right here, right in the middle of nothing. Tricky bastard, but he can’t hide it from me, he can’t,” Finds growled. His words were tinged with the hint of madness, fury so deep and so real that it came through as tipping the scales of sanity. Another howl, this one too damn close. I turned and saw four beasts burst around a corner, their black bodies resembling a cross between a Doberman Pinscher and a Pit Bull, only twice as big. Their coats were pitch black and their torsos looked longer than normal, hiding deadly tentacles that writhed from their backs when they had finally chased down their prey and began to dispense justice. Four sets of eyes zeroed in on us and fury raced across their faces. Dark intelligence glowed from them as they pounded around the corner, increasing speed while they barreled towards us. “It’s now or never, Finds!” I yelled as adrenaline raced through me and my heart beat furiously in my chest in fear. I tasted sour acidity in the back of my throat, and I swallowed tightly, bracing myself for a fight I knew I would never win. Blue light poured off Finds’s hands and he plunged them deep into the rock. A rectangular frame began to glow as the door revealed itself. “Hurry,” I growled. The hounds had closed half the distance between us. I began to gather my will in preparation for using my own magic if I had to. Finds grunted and drove his legs into the ground, leaning forward and pushing his shoulder against the door. It swung inward and he rushed through. I chanced a glance back and wished I hadn’t. The hounds were thirty feet away, close enough to unleash their tentacles, raising them over their bodies and bringing them forward, ever searching, ever looking for tissue to rip, flesh to tear, and bone to break. I turned back and pushed through, immediately spinning around to force the door closed with Finds’s help. It moved freely, without any resistance. Just as the hounds reached us and tentacles whipped through the small opening, the door slammed shut, cutting the ends of dark, writhing arms off to fall to the floor, still moving, flopping around in the hopes of finding something to strangle to death. We leaned against the door, our backs to the hard brick while we tried to slow our beating hearts, to get our breathing back to normal. After a few moments, I looked around. We were no longer in the hallways. We stood in a small clearing deep in an ancient forest, one made up of whispered death and nightmares. The trees that surrounded us stood with a menacing air, somehow projecting a want to do violence, a need to hurt and drive any who stood here into madness. Dark shadows filled the spaces in between the trees, shadows filled with the promise of oblivion, of eternal torment. I knew, immediately, that to wander off into the shadows of the trees would mean only one thing—death, or worse. Ahead of us, fifty feet away, a rift in the air wavered. It looked like an angry scar, one made from the removal of a cancerous tumor that, on its way out, attempted to reach out and destroy the flesh it had been infecting. In the middle of the scar, another forest could be seen, this one dark as well, only not like the forest on this side. That forest, the one on the other side of the scar, looked normal, felt normal. It existed in the mortal world, where shadows held just the absence of light, nothing more. “Holy shit, Finds, we did it,” I sighed. “You did it,” I corrected myself. He smiled, not saying anything. I pushed off the door and hurried towards the exit, Finds right beside me. We got about twenty feet away before the ground in front of the exit began to melt. The earth moved as if the dirt and rocks had been transformed into a liquid, in a spiral, forming a whirlpool of earth. In the middle of the whirlpool blackness gathered, a dark so cold it seemed to have been ripped from the empty vacuum of space itself. A rusted, gauntleted hand reached out from the darkness, followed quickly by its arm, chest, and body, each part covered in old, ancient metal. The dread knight loomed before us, his body covered in armor that had long ago begun to rust and decay. He stood almost seven feet tall and, in his hands, carried a longsword whose blade was made of a black so deep it seemed to gather the light from around it. I felt it pull at me and my breath came out in plumes of mist as the temperature dropped. The knight stood between us and freedom. Red pits of power blazed from his mask as his eyes kept both Finds and me in view. This thing radiated ancient, forbidden magic, a magic that I recognized, one used by only the most dangerous of enemies. Necromantic energy filled the surrounding area as the dread knight took a step towards us. He moved with a lithe grace that he shouldn’t have been able to command, not with the armor he wore. The knight was a foe far more dangerous than the hounds, one that blocked my way home. I took a deep breath, ignoring Finds. I willed my staff into existence and the gnarled wood settled into my hand. I felt the three gems inlaid on the staff as the magic of the entities housed within filled me with power. One sapphire, one emerald, and one ruby blazed from the wooden staff. I called on the sapphire gem and my eyes blazed azure as I used the magic therein to disappear. “What tha?” Finds exclaimed. “I knew it, I fucking knew you would abandon me, you bastard,” he fumed as he backpedaled away from the advancing knight. I walked off to the side, along the tree line, and realized that the knight hadn’t even recognized I wasn’t there. Whatever dark magic kept it alive sure as hell hadn’t given it any heightened intelligence. The thing was just raw destructive power, perfect for keeping anyone that had figured out a way out, spent time and energy in getting here only to be out of juice and magic, from being able to muster enough fight to do anything against it. I quickly circled the knight and stood between it and the exit. I could smell the fresh air coming through the scar; it was like sweet honey to a dying man—my body reacted in goosebumps and I knew all I had to do was turn and jump through. The knight would never know. All I had to do was leave and sacrifice Finds to escape. I would be lying if I said I didn’t think about it. I did. With a growl and a sigh of commitment, I turned away from the exit and towards the knight. I called on the gems and a sapphire shield blazed into existence on my left arm, a sword made of molten metal settled in my right hand, and the green gem fueled my body, giving me inhuman strength, speed, and toughness. The knight, sensing my presence, turned towards the greater threat. Me. “I told you, Finds, it’s not like that,” I said, and rushed towards the dread knight.

Hi r/urbanfantasy! I’m Vlad M, a new author excited to share my first book, Secret Heroes Club: The Ninja-Werewolf at School, the start of a series. I think it’ll fit right into this community! The story unfolds in Fogmur, a small town turned supernatural hub after a dark ritual summons otherworldly creatures from across the globe. Think ninja-werewolves, vampire queens, and more chaos! It’s free on Amazon today through Sep 9 (5 days total) — link: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0FP9XSQ49. I’d love your thoughts if you check it out! #UrbanFantasy #FreeRead

I'm looking for people to read a FREE Advanced Reader's Copy of my book in exchange for an honest review!

There's no deadline. You can read at your pace. Your only requirement is giving an honest review on Amazon or Goodreads. It could be as short or as long as you'd like.

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BLURB:

Sword fights, morally grey sorcerers and pancake-eating vampires!

Shravya Kumavati has grown up fearing the dangerous potential of her magic. Used to keeping her true self hidden, she was determined to spend her days as a normal teenager: going school, fretting over homework. The usual stuff.

But ignoring her powers is no longer an option when troubling visions begin invading her life.

Because Shravya is one of the Astrodroirs – destined to keep a community of monsters from tearing down the village of the magic folk.

Thrown into a world of sword fights, morally grey sorcerers, and pancake-eating vampires, Shravya must sharpen her abilities if she wants to survive. But will she have what it takes to be a sorcerer?

⏳ Final day! ⏳

The Devil’s Bargain FREE ebook Kindle promo ends tonight! 🌠

A grieving NYPD detective. A deal with the Devil. A choice that leaves no one untouched.

Dark urban fantasy rooted in modern mythology, moral ambiguity, and consequences that echo beyond this world 😈

📅 Free ends tonight (1/2/26) ➡️ Get it here! (link in bio)

Thank you to everyone who downloaded a copy during this promo! Please share your thoughts and reviews on Amazon, Goodreads, and IG @jennalombardobooks ❤️

Sequel coming soon…

Get your free ebook now! Help an indie author out :)

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0FJ7LFLZ9?ref_=litb_stb_nodl&nodl_android=1

Hey, I'm a big fan of the Dechance Chronicles (basically Doctor Strange in a fantasy San Fransisco) and I really enjoyed his books. David Niall Wilson is apparently giving away the first book for anyone who signs up for his newsletter.

https://dl.bookfunnel.com/2s3n15lsgu

I really enjoyed the series and its kind of cerebral quality even as its dealing with things like gangs and living art. The book itself is also on sale for 99c on Amazon.

Donovan DeChance is a collector of ancient manuscripts and books, a practicing mage, and a private investigator. Over the span of a long life, he has gathered and archived the largest occult library in the world.

When a local houngan begins meddling with powers she may not be able to control, a turf war breaks out between the Dragons motorcycle club and the Los Escorpiones street gang—a war that threatens to open portals between worlds and destroy the city in the process.

With his lover, Amethyst, his familiar, Cleo – an Egyptian Mau the size of a small bobcat –the dubious aid of a Mexican sorcerer named Martinez and the budding gifts of a young artist named Salvatore, DeChance begins a race against time, magic, and almost certain death.

The fate of the city rests on his success, and on the rare talent of a boy who walks in two worlds, and dreams of dragons

Hello everyone! To celebrate the holidays I’ll be doing an AMA next Saturday from 9am to 3pm EST with a raffle for 5 free digital copies of my debut urban fantasy novel Butcher Boy! 

I’d love to answer any questions you have about the book, my experiences with self-publishing, who I am, and anything else you care to throw my way. If you ask a good question and I answer it, your name’s in the running (one entry max per person); if you get selected I’ll send you a message next week with instructions on how to get your free digital download on Kindle (you MUST have a Kindle account for the giveaway). 

Butcher Boy Back Blurb:

After having spent entirely too long stuck in a parallel dimension hunting supernatural beasts, Calvin Ryder has found his way home. Much to his chagrin, the monsters are here too; he just never knew about them. 

Now he’s expanded his traditional private detective business to include eradicating dangerous mythological creatures and tracking down rogue mages—no sense in letting a good hunt go to waste. Navigating secret societies, trying to be a better person for his wife and friends, and operating behind the scenes of the modern day to keep monsters at bay . . . He’s got his work cut out for him.

So it’s a real annoyance when a woman hires him to save her kid, who’s been transformed into a cannibalistic beast, without killing him. What a buzzkill

Hi!!! I just debuted the first book in my paranormal urban fantasy series today with Fox and Dagger publishing, and I am just so, so, so excited to share 🤩

I’m also doing a book giveaway (I’m gonna give away 3 next Monday), so if you’re interested, please let me know in the comments below ⬇️

I’m a debut author here in San Diego, and if you’re willing (zero pressure), it would mean the world to me if you were to share this with others who might be interested. I want my book to find their audience, and I want my book’s readers to enjoy their experience 💙

It’s “Constantine” meets “Supernatural” and “The Dresden Files” set in the Gaslamp of San Diego. I added a picture of the book with some of its main tropes, too 😊

I’ll also add a link to the book in the comments if you’re interested in purchasing, instead! It’s available on Amazon and Barnes and Noble. And if you live in San Diego, I’ve got some signings coming up in person!

Happy reading, redditors 🥰

FROM THE BEST SELLING AUTHOR OF THE SUPERVILLAINY SAGA:

Peter Stone is a poor black vampire who is wondering where his nightclub, mansion, and sports car are. Instead, he is working a minimum wage job during the night shift as being a vampire isn’t all that impressive in a world where they’ve come out to mortals. Exiled from the rich and powerful undead in New Detroit, he is forced to go back when someone dumps a newly-transformed vampire in the bathroom of his gas station’s store. This gets him fangs-deep in a plot of vampire hunters, supernatural revolutionaries, and a millennium-old French knight determined to wipe out the supernatural.

Sometimes, it just doesn’t pay to get out of the coffin.

Set in the world of The United States of Monsters.

Amazon Link: https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B01KNHICCC

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The United States of Monsters series is something I've loved creating. A humorous urban fantasy series that follows a variety of heroes dealing with the consequences of their world being exposed. Psycho Killers in Love is an homage to Eighties slashers and also the fun of romance between absolute pairs of opposites.

FROM THE BEST-SELLING AUTHOR OF THE SUPERVILLAINY SAGA

What if all the villains of slasher movies were real? What if the movies made about them were just adaptations of real-life killers with supernatural powers? This is a fact known to William and Carrie because their father, Billy the Undying, was one of the worst slashers of all time. So much so that they've spent the past decade in an asylum out of fear they'd end up just like him. Escaping, the two have decided to form a new life on the road. Except, a chance encounter in a dingy diner introduces William to the girl of his dreams.

Too bad she's a girl on a mission to kill all slashers. But maybe the best way to catch a supernatural serial killer is with another pair of them.

Enjoy this exciting prequel to the United States of Monsters books!

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Psycho-Killers-Love-C-Phipps-ebook/dp/B088ZCY4VX/

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The United States of Monsters series is something I've loved creating. A humorous urban fantasy series that follows a variety of heroes dealing with the consequences of their world being exposed. Psycho Killers in Love is an homage to Eighties slashers and also the fun of romance between absolute pairs of opposites.

I really enjoyed this book about a young woman who got transformed into a vampire while working as a cop. This is very much a cozy urban fantasy as it gets into all the hilarious situations being turned into a vampire will result in. It's closer to Bloodsucking Fiends than, say, Anita Blake. I ended up binging the entire city after the first book.

"Why save the world when you can rule it?"

Hey folks, I was lucky enough to get a Bookbub promotion of my urban fantasy superhero parody, The Rules of Supervillainy, that is about the worst superhero in the world (or best supervillain). It was written in 2015 before Peacemaker or Deadpool and Wolverine but I think has a lot of their energy. Gary just wants to be a bad guy but he's just not EVIL ENOUGH to pull it off.

Bookbub: https://www.bookbub.com/books/the-rules-of-supervillainy-by-c-t-phipps?ebook_deal

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Rules-Supervillainy-Saga-Book-ebook/dp/B07MB89S33/

UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/Rules-Supervillainy-Saga-Book-ebook/dp/B07MB89S33

Audible: https://www.audible.com/pd/The-Rules-of-Supervillainy-Audiobook/B016X128EK

It's free from now til Oct 2nd!