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Today we are delighted to feature Wodke Hawkinson’s book, Betrayed

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Wodke Hawkinson

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This is the story of Lance and Brook.
Brooklyn, a Denver socialite, is abducted during a botched carjacking. She’s transported to a remote location and abused for days. She escapes, only to become hopelessly lost in the snowy Colorado wilderness, barefoot, injured, and afraid.
Lance is a man who has chosen to lead a solitary life, far removed from modern society. Little does he know, his world will forever change when he discovers a dazed, half-naked woman wandering lost on his mountain.



An extract from the start of your book

…Brook didn’t make it far before she was tackled from behind and knocked off her feet. Her face hit the pavement and bounced back off, abrading her cheek as she scattered a pile of rubbish from an overturned trash can. The sleeves of her beautiful jacket were stained with rotted garbage, the odor stinging her nostrils. She cried out in pain and fear as the weight of her assailant held her down.

“You stupid bitch,” Benny, lying across her, growled. “Why do you want to be this way? You’re just making this whole thing harder than it has to be.”

Brook heard the screech of tires, and hoped against hope that it was someone coming to rescue her. She tried to raise her head to call for help again, but her call was cut off when Benny crawled off her and yanked her to her feet. An SUV skidded to a stop beside them, its deep green paint sparkling in the sunlight. The windows were so dark Brook couldn’t see the driver. Benny opened the rear door and flung her inside before he crawled in behind her. He shoved her head down into the seat.

“Go,” he growled to the driver.



Describe up to five main characters using text from your book if you wish

Brook as described by one of her abductors: “She’s a different breed. Just look at her. All suntan and diamonds, fancy clothes and dinner parties, shopping on the boulevard and lunching at the club.”

Lance as Brook saw him: She let her eyes rest on his broad back, dark blue flannel shirt tucked into his waistband, the tight fit of his jeans over muscular legs and buttocks. His thick black hair had an untamable look about it. She couldn’t help but notice that he was in excellent physical condition.

Pete as Brook saw him: Arguing with her attacker was a tall skinny man whose straight medium-brown hair fell over one eye and most of the other. He had a mustache and small beard. Brook noted his bad teeth when he bared them in a snarl at the first man.

Jase as Brook saw him: His black hair hung straight to the center of his back. He wore a small mustache and beard. His shades were pushed back on the top of his head. Muscular arms and chest were showcased by his skin-tight black t-shirt. Tattoos ran down both arms and the up side of his neck.

Gina as Brook saw her: A young twenty-something girl stood in the hallway door; lank brown hair hung to her waist, a small jewel glinted dully from the side of her nose, and her eyes were clouded with drugs or booze. She seemed indifferent to the drama unfolding before her.



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Brook: “…help me get out of here. I’ll get you money. All the money you want. You don’t even have to tell anyone I gave it to you. Please.”


Lance: “I know I might look like some crazy hermit down on his luck, but I actually chose this life.”

Jase: “…he’s not keeping her! She’s not some puppy that followed him home. She’s a potential witness against us. We have to get rid of her, and Benny knows it.”

Lance: “Those feet are infected. They’re going to have to come off.”




The story is set in Colorado; much of it takes place in the mountain wilderness.

If possible list extracts from the book which describe the setting:

She looked in all directions, trying to pierce the darkness. The surrounding peaks were black jagged shadows against the charcoal gray of the night sky, the moon hidden behind clouds.

The woods grew denser, and the ground became riddled with knobby roots and half-buried stones. Her progress was slow and painful. After a while, she came to a game path, hard packed dirt with few rocks.

A gray haze hung low between Mt. Coley and Mt. Hazel. It nearly obscured their rocky summits and softened the emerald peaks that staggered in uneven lines on either side of the majestic twins.

He took a deep satisfied breath, drawing the tangy ozone smell into his lungs. Mountain thunderstorms always rocked his senses with their deep rolling booms, like massive explosions, so close it felt like he was standing in the heavens between warring clouds.



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Wodke Hawkinson is the name under which K. Wodke and PJ Hawkinson produce their co-authored works.

They live in different towns and do much of their work through email and by telephone, although they have been known to discuss story ideas while casting their lines at a quiet lake, as they both enjoy fishing.



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“This is an unusual book; a study in contrasts that makes each shifting scene pack more punch. The beginning is harsh, violent, and disturbing. But, once Brook and Lance meet, it turns into a tender love story. Although both characters struggle with heavy emotional baggage and very human flaws, they help each other find a path to redemption and healing.”


Betrayed is an unusual love story. Brooklyn seems to have the perfect life. She is beautiful, rich, and has a handsome husband. However, things are not what they seem as Brooklyn finds out when she is asked to run an unusual errand and is abducted by a desperate group of thieves. The beginning of this book is a harsh, realistic look at abduction and rape. What follows is Brooklyn’s amazing story of healing and the strength that comes from true love and trust. A definite page turner.”


“I found myself intrigued and caught up in the story-line from the get go. Yes, it does have its brutal parts, but that is a vital part of the story, and sadly, part of reality sometimes, as ‘real life ain’t always pretty’ – we all know that. But love shines through in the end, showing us once again that in spite of the worst thing you could ever imagine happening to you, something good and wonderful CAN come of it – giving us hope that perhaps everything does happen for a reason…and sometimes even evil can have a silver lining for the strong that have the will to fight for it. I found this read impeccably written and presented in a way that kept my interest by bouncing back and forth between the two very different lives of the main characters – much like a movie would.”

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Today we are delighted to feature Jill Paterson’s book, Lane’s End

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Jill Paterson



Sydney’s Observatory on a balmy summer evening is the perfect venue for a cocktail party and, it would seem, a murder, for Peter Van Goren’s body is discovered bludgeoned to death in the grounds.  The first question Detective Chief Inspector Fitzjohn must answer is why Van Goren was present given his name does not appear on the guest list.  The second is what was the subject of Van Goren’s vehement argument with Richard Carmichael, one of the function’s hosts.

Meanwhile, Richard’s son, Ben Carmichael, a photojournalist, returns to Sydney from an overseas assignment to find his fiancée, Emma Phillips, has gone missing.  Although unavoidably dragged into the police investigation, Ben goes in search of her.  In so doing, he is drawn to Lane’s End, the abandoned family estate where the very atmosphere awakens disturbing memories.

Through a maze of twisted stories, Fitzjohn follows a winding path to solve his case, but he is not prepared for the spiralling perplexity his quest creates.



With his wire-framed glasses balanced on the bridge of his nose, Alistair Fitzjohn hummed to himself as he turned the key in the lock and stepped into his sandstone cottage in Birchgrove. Relishing his success at winning North Shore Orchid Society’s, ‘Orchid of the Evening’, he beamed at the prize-winning specimen.

‘Who would have thought you’d be my first win?’ he said.

With both hands now clasped around the precious object’s purple pot, he closed the front door with his foot and made his way through the house to the kitchen before stepping out into the back garden. There, a warm evening breeze ruffled the few wisps of hair that remained on the top of Fitzjohn’s head while his gaze took in the flowerbeds, their fragrances wafting in the air around him. At the bottom of the garden stood the new Victorian greenhouse, its shape bathed in moonlight. Sophie had been right, he thought to himself as he made his way down the stone path; it is the Rolls Royce of greenhouses. Edith would love it. A hint of sadness tinged Fitzjohn’s thoughts as his late wife’s smile came to mind.

Sighing, and balancing the orchid’s pot in one hand, he unlatched the greenhouse glass door and stepped into its warm, humid atmosphere. Once inside, he placed the prize-winner in pride of place at the end of the centre bench and stood back to admire it against the rows of other orchids, their delicate blooms wax-like in the soft light. To add to this peaceful scene, Fitzjohn turned to switch on the CD player that sat on the shelf next to the door but as he did so, a soft tap sounded. Peering through the glass, he could see the tall, slim, figure of his young, ginger-haired sergeant, Martin Betts.

Fitzjohn groaned and opened the door. ‘Betts? Why do I have the distinct feeling that you’re about to spoil my evening?’

Betts, his tall frame towering over Fitzjohn, cleared his throat. ‘I apologise, sir, but we’ve been called out to attend a homicide.’

Fitzjohn’s shoulders sagged and he turned to close the greenhouse door, his gaze falling upon the rows of orchids standing like shadowy sentinels, waiting for his return.

‘Okay, whereabouts is this homicide?’ he asked, making his way back along the garden path.

‘Observatory Hill, sir.’

Mumbling to himself, Fitzjohn opened the back door of the house and marched inside.

‘You know, Betts, I had the most stupendous evening planned. Do you know why?’

‘No, sir,’ replied Betts, following Fitzjohn into the kitchen.

‘Well, I’ll tell you. Tonight I won ‘Orchid of the Evening’ with my Paphiopedilum woluwense.’

‘That’s great, sir. Really great.’

‘It’s not just great, Betts. It’s remarkable!

Fitzjohn removed his glasses and commenced to clean them with his handkerchief. ‘I’ve been trying to win that prize for the past two years, and I was planning to have a glass or two of that whisky over there to celebrate.’ Fitzjohn looked longingly at a bottle of Glenfiddich that sat on the kitchen table.

‘Sorry about that, sir.’

‘So am I, Betts. So am I.’

With a sigh, Fitzjohn grabbed his briefcase from the kitchen table and, followed by his sergeant, headed for the front door and out to the waiting car.

‘Fill me in,’ he continued as he settled himself into the passenger seat before pulling the seat belt across his recently acquired trim shape.

Betts slid into the driver’s seat. ‘All I know at this stage is that the victim was found in the grounds of the Observatory about an hour and a half ago. Apparently a guest at a function being held there this evening.’

‘Male or female?’

‘Middle-aged male, sir.’



Detective Chief Inspector Alistair Fitzjohn

Part of the old guard of detectives, Fitzjohn’s methodical, painstaking methods were, no doubt, viewed by some as archaic.  Nevertheless, over the years, they had brought him success as well as the respect of all but one of his colleagues; Superintendent Grieg, the man Fitzjohn regarded as his nemesis.

Detective Sergeant Martin Betts

Peering through the glass, he could see the tall, slim, figure of his young, ginger-haired sergeant, Martin Betts.

Ben Carmichael

It was late on Saturday evening when Ben climbed into a cab at Sydney’s Kingsford Smith on the last leg of his journey home. Weary, and yet tense, he stretched his long lean body out and tried to quell the images of the horrors he had witnessed during the past four weeks.

Theodora Hunt

The two officers walked amongst the soft furnishing and tables filled with bric-a-brac to where Theodora Hunt could be seen at the far end of the shop, talking to a customer. Wearing a tight floral dress over her buxom frame, her blonde locks tied up in a matching scarf, she excused herself and bustled over to where they waited.



‘Good evening Mrs Butler. Doing a little night time gardening are we?’

‘It’s none of your business what I’m doing, Mr Fitzjohn.’

‘It is when it’s my hedge you’re trimming, madam.’

‘Later, of course, I realised that her body had already been washed off the rocks.’

‘Ben! Come away from the edge. You’re making me nervous.’



He hastened his step and pushed his way forward into the undergrowth until he found himself at the eroded edge of the cliff. High above, seagulls soared and in the face of a cool nor-easterly wind, he looked down to where the sheer wall of the cliff, wet with salt spray, gleamed in the afternoon sun above rocks in the churning sea. The image of his mother’s body splayed on the rocks flashed in front of him and he lurched back from the edge.

‘Even you lot have a pecking order,’ he muttered to himself, pouring seed into the dish. The parrots dived for it and Fitzjohn continued on to the greenhouse, the orchids inside hidden behind the misted windows. Opening the door, he turned on the CD player, and the soft sound of Mozart’s Clarinet Concerto in A Major filled the air. Time slipped by unnoticed whilst he made his way along the rows of plants, tending to each one in turn.

Fitzjohn and Betts ducked under the police tape and continued on through the open gates, their shoes crunching in the gravel under foot. The edifice of the old Observatory building loomed ahead, its shape casting a shadow across the grounds. In silence, they made their way along the side of the building to the rear corner where a white marquee came into view and not far behind it, a blue forensic tent. While Betts continued on to the marquee, Fitzjohn approached the entrance to the tent. There he found the tall, thin figure of the pathologist, Charles Conroy, along with the SOCO’s who worked silently around him. The victim lay on his side at Conroy’s feet.

A child-like scream rang through his head and tears rolled down his face as the full force of what he had seen that day, long ago, played out in his mind.



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Jill Paterson was born in Yorkshire, UK, and grew up in Adelaide, South Australia before spending 11 years in Ontario, Canada.

On returning to Australia, she settled in Canberra.

After doing an arts degree at the Australian National University, she worked at the Australian National University’s School of Law before spending the next 10 years with the Business Council of Australia and the University of NSW, ADFA Campus, in the School of Electrical Engineering.

Jill is the author of four published books, The Celtic Dagger, Murder At The Rocks, Once Upon A Lie and Lane’s End which are all part of the Fitzjohn Mystery Series.

She has also authored two non-fiction books entitled Self Publishing-Pocket Guide and Writing-Painting A Picture With Words.




“Well written. Hard to put down. Kept you interested to the end.”

“I’ve enjoyed all of Jill Paterson’s books. This one is no exception.”

“A murder investigation that may have roots in a thirty year old unsolved case, and possible suspects not telling all the truth, makes for a satisfying murder mystery.”

“I truly enjoyed this book. I liked the detective, the mystery, the plot and the bit of Australian countryside description.”

“I enjoyed it so much, I have downloaded the first 3 volumes.”

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Welcome to our new feature, BOOK OF THE DAY. If you would like your books to be considered for this series, click here Today we are delighted to feature Alex Lukeman’s book, The Eye of Shiva. It is number eight in the successful Project Series*  *  *
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What’s The Book About?
Nick Carter and his lover Selena Connor work for the Project, a black ops counter terrorism unit reporting to the president. Ancient gold coins found in a terrorist stronghold in the Philippines set the Project team on a collision course with a ruthless terrorist who dreams of an Islamic state in India.

As tensions rise on the sub-continent Nick and Selena struggle with doubts about one another. A powerful conspiracy of corporate greed wants nuclear war between China, Pakistan and India. The Project team is the only thing standing in their way. Success is far from certain.

How Does The Book Start?
Rain from the South China Sea beat a monotonous rhythm on the rain forest canopy overhead. Nick Carter pulled his MP5 close to his chest and wished it would quit. The water fell in sudden streams through the leaves and down the back of his neck.
The rain forest stank of rot and mud and heat. Ahead of him, soldiers from the Philippines Special Forces Regiment moved in silence through a world lit with endless, green twilight. More followed behind. The trail under Nick’s feet was churned into muddy ooze, slippery, laced with treacherous roots and crawling vines waiting to trip him.
Roots and vines were the least of his problems. Trip on a root and he’d get a sprained ankle. Step on a mine or trigger an IED, that step would be his last.
The objective was an abandoned rubber plantation on Mindanao being used by Abu Sayyaf, a brutal jihadist group that had left a trail of headless corpses and bombed out markets across the breadth of the island. All the other Islamic separatist movements on the island had agreed to recent peace accords with the government. Abu Sayyaf’s response to Manila was to intensify their terror campaign.
The terrorists were flush with money and were using it to buy the latest in modern weapons. There were rumors they had made an alliance with the Taliban. If the stories were true, it would be an international terrorist alliance from hell. Those rumors and the unknown source of money were the reasons Nick was slogging through the Philippine rain forest.
Officially, he wasn’t there. If things went wrong, there would be no posthumous medals or heroic speeches about valor when they buried whatever was left of him.
The leader of the Filipinos was a short, muscular man named Rafael Gabuyo. Captain Gabuyo had gone through Army Ranger training at Fort Benning and knew what he was doing, which gave Nick one less thing to worry about. Earlier, Gabuyo had sent his sergeant ahead to scout the objective. Nick saw the man return. The captain signaled a halt and beckoned Nick forward. The three men stood together on the trail, water dripping off the brims of their camouflage covers. Nick’s green jungle fatigues were dark with sweat and rain.
At six feet and two hundred pounds, Nick dwarfed the smaller Filipinos. The heat and humidity of the jungle wrapped around him like a damp fist. A change in the sound of the water hitting the leaves signaled that the rain was letting up.
Thank God for small favors, he thought
“We are very close,” Gabuyo said.
His voice was soft, muffled by the humid air. He pulled a folded black and white satellite photo from under his shirt and opened it out. It showed what was left of the plantation. A large house that had been living quarters for the overseer and his family still stood on the edge of the jungle. The rain forest was taking back the land, but the house and a broad, cleared space in front of it were still visible. Evenly spaced rows of neglected rubber trees marched away in the thick undergrowth. Vehicles were parked near the building. A winding, narrow track led away from the house and back to the nearest highway, miles away.
Gabuyo traced his finger along the photo and rested it at the corner of the cleared area.
“This trail we are on comes out here,” he said, “a few hundred yards from where we are standing.”
“Sentries?” Nick asked.
“Sergeant Ramirez says only one.” He pointed out the spot on the map where the trail entered the clearing.
“I saw two more men walking around outside the building,” the scout said. “They have AKs. I don’t know how many are inside. There are two Land Rovers parked by the side of the house. Also a Toyota pickup with a heavy machine gun mounted in the bed. That’s parked in front.”
“Every terrorist’s favorite ride,” Nick said. “How do you want to do it, Captain?”
Gabuyo looked at his watch. “It gets dark soon. We can’t approach from the front, it’s too open. The jungle has grown close to the building in back. We’ll take out the sentry on the trail and work around to the back along the perimeter, then toss a few grenades through the windows. After that it should be easy.”
Nick thought about it. Sweet and simple, nothing complicated. Simple was good. It should work. But he knew that when the attack started, simple plans could become complicated.
Gabuyo said, “Pass the word to the others. We move out in five minutes.”
“Yes, sir.” The sergeant moved off.
Gabuyo looked at Nick. “When we go in, I want you in support only. This is a Philippine operation. You are here as an observer. Your presence is secondary.”
Nick had expected nothing different. It was all right with him if others took the brunt of an assault for a change.
“Understood, Captain.”
Gabuyo nodded once. “Good,” he said. “Let’s move out.”
They moved down the trail and Nick felt the adrenaline kick in. His body vibrated with sudden energy. He was just an observer but the terrorists didn’t know that. There was nothing like it, that adrenaline hit before a firefight, addictive as any drug. His mouth was dry and he breathed deep as he walked, calming himself. Too much of a good thing would get him killed.
The signal came back to halt and he crouched down and waited. The sounds of rain had slacked off to a faint patter of drops on the leaves. A bird called in the distance, then another. A silver mist began rising from the jungle floor.
They moved forward again, past the body of the sentry lying by the side of the trail, his eyes wide open and sightless. His throat was cut deep and wide, his chest covered in blood.
A minute later, Nick saw the clearing. The old plantation house was a long rectangle made of logs with a wide, covered porch in front. The roof had fallen in at one end. The foundation was going and the building had started to lean. Smoke rose from a chimney in the middle of the roof. He saw the parked Land Rovers and the armed Toyota. There was no one on the porch.
So far so good, he thought, they’re all inside.
Gabuyo’s men moved like silent wraiths through the trees. The captain moved to the back of the building and armed a grenade.
Then it went wrong.
Meet Some Of The cast
Elizabeth Harker: Director of the Project. A petite woman with surprising strengths. Formerly part of the task force investigating 9/11 until she was pushed off for challenging the findings. Picked by the president to head up the Project for her independent thinking and sharp intelligence.
Nick Carter: Former  major in RECON, USMC. He’s the team leader in the field, with years of combat experience. He’s getting his PTSD under control, partly because of his attraction to Selena Connor.
Selena Connor: Highly intelligent, a world class linguist in ancient languages and a master in martial arts. Independently wealthy, the result of an inheritance. Initially thrown by accident into Nick’s violent world, she has become a full fledged member of the Project team and Nick’s lover.
Lamont Cameron: Former Navy Seal, of Ethiopian descent. Expert in all things water related. His humorous attitude sometimes drives Elizabeth Harker to distraction. A tough cookie.
Ronnie Peete: Nick’s oldest friend. A fellow Marine and an expert with explosives, weapons and all things mechanical. A full blooded Navajo, Ronnie brings a quiet solidity to the team.
Stephanie Willits: Elizabeth Harker’s deputy. Stephanie is a computer guru who maintains the Project’s Cray computers. She can hack into any system and frequently does, as needed. She handles the satellite communication network that keeps Harker up to speed with what the team is doing in the field.
Who Says What?
Nick and Selena, in a jewelry store:
“Let’s get that one,” Nick said. He pointed at an elaborate ring with a central diamond and a pattern of leaves worked in tiny stones all around a platinum band.
“Are you sure you want to do this now?” Selena said. There was an edge to her voice.
“Why not? You want a ring, don’t you?”
“Yes, but…”
“But this feels rushed. It’s not just another ring. I have to think about it, look in catalogs, visit stores, things like that.”
Nick felt a headache start. “This is a store. There must be a hundred rings to look at here.”
“That’s not the point.”
“What is the point? I thought you’d be pleased if we got something today.”
The smile on the clerk’s face was starting to look strained.
“The point is that I want to take more time to think about it,” Selena said.
“Think about what? The ring or whether you want to get married?”
“Both,” she said. She turned and walked out of the store.
Lamont, Nick and Ronnie: 
“You know what your problem is?” Lamont said.
Nick was beginning to get annoyed, thinking about what had happened with Selena.
“No, I don’t know what my problem is. Why don’t you enlighten me?”
“The problem is you’re thinking like a guy instead of like Selena. A guy says to himself, self, I think I’ll go in this store with my honey and buy a nice diamond ring. It’s a jewelry store, right? Got to be a lot of rings in there. Shouldn’t take long.”
“So? What’s wrong with that?”
“Nothing, so far. Where it went wrong was when you picked the first one you saw and said, ‘let’s get that one.’”
“It was a nice ring.”
“That’s got nothing to do with it,” Lamont said. “That’s how a guy shops. We go to a store, we see something that works and we buy it. We don’t spend a lot of time thinking about it. Women don’t do it that way.”
Ronnie was nodding his head in agreement.
“What was I supposed to do?”
“You were supposed to let her look at rings until she decided she wanted to think about it some more.”
“But what’s there to think about?” Nick asked. “There must’ve been a hundred rings in that damn store. Any one of them would of worked.”
Lamont turned to Ronnie. “See what I mean?”
“Hopeless,” Ronnie said. He turned to Nick. “That’s not what Selena wants.”
“You, too? Okay, Einstein, what does she want?”
“She wants it to be special when she chooses a ring.” It was Lamont’s turn to nod his head. Ronnie continued. “You made it seem like buying a pair of socks.”
Nick looked at his two friends and their serious expressions.
“I think you’re wrong. I’m picking up on second thoughts about getting married.”
“Hers or yours?” Lamont said.
Why was she thinking about getting married anyway? She was self-sufficient, able to do whatever she wanted on her own. She had her own money. She didn’t even need to work unless she wanted to. She could go anywhere she wanted, do almost anything she wanted to do. She could have her pick of intelligent, handsome and educated men from about any walk of life. So what was so damned attractive about a battered, stubborn man whose principal goal in life seemed to be jumping in where angels feared to tread and whose primary skill was shooting at people and blowing things up?
When Nick asked her to marry him, she’d barely hesitated. Maybe it was the context of a Caribbean night, the moonlight, the afterglow of sex, the warm strength she felt radiate from him as he stood next to her. Maybe it had been the knowledge that the next day meant one or both of them had a good chance of getting killed.
Or maybe you’re just a closet romantic, she thought. Moonlight, flowers and guns.

She smiled to herself. Not too many people would put those three things together and think of romance.

Where Does The Story Take Place?
Like all the Project books, The Eye of Shiva moves around the globe. The principle action takes place in the Philippines and India. The author has traveled in both countries and uses his experience to add realism to the settings.
About The Author
Alex Lukeman writes action/adventure thrillers featuring a covert intelligence unit called the PROJECT and is the author of the award-winning Amazon best seller, The Tesla Secret.
Alex is a former Marine and psychotherapist and uses his experience of the military and human nature to inform his work.
He likes riding old, fast motorcycles and playing guitar, usually not at the same time.
You can email him at
He loves hearing from readers and promises he will get back to you.
What Do Readers Think?
“The Eye of Shiva by Alex Lukeman is the 8th book in The Project series and it will have you on the edge of your seat. One of the things I love about The Project series is that the heroes can, and do, get hurt, have personal conflicts, and you never know what may happen. A lot of books have the heroes win and save the day and there aren’t many, if any, consequences, but not the Project. Anything goes.. I had no clue how this story would play out…”
“The Project is such a great series and Book 8 is a great addition. It is well written with a great cast of characters, a plot that moves at a fast pace, as does the action.”
“Great series with great characters. I enjoyed every one of them and read through the entire series in a month. Only put them down when I had to and got right back to them when time allowed.”
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Welcome to our new feature, BOOK OF THE DAY. If you would like your books to be considered for this series, click here

Today we are delighted to feature Mindy Levy’s book, Mindy’s Musings.

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Mindy Levy

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Everyone has a story. It’s true. Some are sad stories of hardship and tragedy, while others are full of laughter and joy. I’ve been transfixed by tales of travel to the farthest reaches of the globe, or daring adventures of skydiving, bungee jumps and scuba diving (nothing, by the way I would EVER try- these people are nuts. Who jumps out of a perfectly good airplane?)

I’ve read about mammoth acts of kindness and courage that renew my faith in mankind, and been bored senseless by a neighbor who has chosen me as the sounding board for their inane anecdotes.

So you see- good, bad or boring- everyone has a story.

Mindy’s musings is a collection of my real life experiences stemming from every day encounters with family, friends and colleagues. These seemingly mundane events are anything but. You’ll meet Mom, a leading competitor and favorite in the Jewish Mother Olympics . Her best friends, Food and Worry, make frequent appearances, as do a host of characters who will make you scratch your head, laugh or really feel good about your own situation.

This digest of the daily dilemmas that result from both voluntary and involuntary human interaction is chalk full of priceless nuggets that are sure to remind you of someone you know- maybe even yourself!


This digest of the daily dilemmas that result from both voluntary and involuntary human interaction is chalk full of priceless nuggets that are sure to remind you of someone you know- maybe even yourself!

As you thumb through the pages of what I refer to as my “escapades through the extraordinarily ordinary”, you’ll learn how I to use humor to combat fear, anxiety and a myriad of other challenges. Lessons of how to handle Mom’s false arrest at TJ MAXX and coping with party disasters will be bestowed upon you

My hope in sharing my stories is to bring a little laughter to a lot of people. For my family, humor is the ultimate medicine for any ailment- physical or emotional- and is just plain good for you. It’s gotten us through hard times, let us take ourselves less seriously and certainly added years and quality to our lives.

So sit back, curl up with a nice cup of coffee or some xanax, and read on!

Meet Mindy

I’ll keep it brief and to the point. In a nutshell, I worry. I’m a worrier. If you ask any of my friends, family or even the random acquaintance to describe me in one word it will be “worry.” The second word would be “kind”, and that makes me proud, but worry trumps kind in this contest.

I have all the anxiety naturally attributed to Jewish women and then some. I worry about the food supply, world peace and global warming. I ponder politics, pollution and the world we are leaving to our kids. Will the plane arrive on time, have we packed the right clothes, do the kids need snacks??? And the dog- how do we conquer her thunderstorm phobia? She is going to have a seizure!

All of these things are unwelcome distractions in my vie quotidienne, my daily life. Ever heard the saying, “it is what it is?” That is the dumbest expression ever uttered from the lips of an intelligent being. The question is, WHY is it what it is, what is it going to do to us, and what the heck do we do to change it?



Dad: Nate Levy. Handsome, funny and intelligent. Majored in romance languages in grad school, no-one knows why, but he ended up in business without speaking a lick of anything but English. My dad was one of the most well-loved people I’ve ever known. It’s true. People gravitated to him like flies to honey. Always the life of the party, always willing to help a friend, the best dad ever.

And completely oblivious.

Dad was a successful career executive, great dad, sage purveyor of advice, and at a complete loss as to how Mom ran the house, managed the kids, pets and career without missing a beat.

More on this later, but suffice it to say that it’s only now that I’m a wife, parent and female executive myself, that I recognize how maddening it must have been for my mom. Imagine the never ending dialogue that went something like this between my sister and I: “Dad’s so cute. Really. He never gets made unless it’s really bad. But Mom, jeesh, she is wound tight.”

I guess Mom really was justified in hurling a 15 lb chicken across our kitchen floor when Dad tried to cook it at 200 degrees and couldn’t understand why it was still raw after 3 hours. We later dubbed the episode “chicken bowling” and fortunately, it has not become a Levy family tradition.

Mom: Blanche Wolbarst Levy. Only child born on the outskirts of Boston, married Nate at age 21. Always independent, Mom was an elementary school teacher turned bank teller turned personnel manager turned executive vice president.

She took great care of the family and balanced career, family and all of the other demands on women back then with no cell phone, PC or ipad at her disposal. Mom is the most generous and supportive people on the planet. She is THE person you want in your corner in times of crisis or worry, or to celebrate your successes and comfort you when you fail.

Unless you are 40 years old playing in a competitive tennis league. Yep, that was me a few years ago. I called Mom from the car after a grueling three hour singles match. I didn’t win, but man did I play well! I was stoked, some of my best tennis ever.

Mindy: “Hi, it’s me. Yes, just finished the match. No, didn’t win but played sooo well. Huh? Yeah, I did play the best I could.”

So like all supportive moms, she said it’s not if you win or lose, it’s if you did your best, right? Wrong.

Mom: “But you didn’t win? Why didn’t you win? Mindy, you’ve shamed the family. Call me back when you win.”

True story. She was, of course, kidding and we had a laugh. But that’s the thing with Mom. You never, ever know what to expect.

Add OCD, type A and a bit of a control freak to the generosity, great sense of humor and sarcasm and that’s mom.

Sara: 14 months my senior, Sara and I share the exact same value system. As we age, we are creepily starting to look more and more like one another. That’s where the similarity ends. None, zero, zippo, nada, zilch. Sara is a fearless, accident prone, risk taker who will tell you and the rest of the world exactly what she thinks. I am a risk-averse, anxiety prone pleaser who is just finding her path to letting go a bit.

Unwittingly, Sara summed up our situation with the following statement. Allow me to frame it in an analogy. In the giant massage of life (that’s my contribution), “You are the rubber and I am the rubbee.”

Sara is kind, sweet and the best sister on earth. I’m pretty sure I’m the same to her. While we are polar opposites, we are as close as two siblings can be. She is my rock, my friend and the crazy, fun-loving alter ego I hope to someday embrace myself. If you combine us, we make a hell of a whole person!


Mommom:  “Honey I don’t know why Sara wants a nose job. She has a nice nose. Now, if it were YOU, I’d understand.”

Mom:  “Give me a gun.”

This is my own personal episode of the 1997 television series, “Just Shoot Me.” I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve asked my mom how she is or if she needs anything…. and gotten this response.

Me: “What can I do for you, how can I help?”

Mom: “Give me a gun.”

A gun, really? You want to shoot yourself? Or do you want to shoot me? I seriously doubt it’s for a shopping mall rampage but, just in case, I’ve responded no to the request thus far. Jeez, holy martyr batman.

Sara: “I’m exhausted from the kryptonite.”

Known for her frequent, bold misuse of words, my sister keeps us on our toes!

Post Thanksgiving food coma. Levy’s lying around commiserating about our shameless overindulgence.

“I’m exhausted from the kryptonite.”


“You know, the stuff in turkey that makes you tired.”

Uh yeah, that would be tryptophan. Phew, Superman skirted disaster with that one!

Sara:  Mom has sedentary.”

She has what?

“You know, that dangerous intestinal disease, she needs to move around more.”

Hmmmm….. Dysentery comes to mind, but Sara did have a good point. Mom needs to exercise.



Suburban Boston to Atlanta- what a trip!


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Mindy Levy is an independent author living in the Southeastern United States.

A native Bostonian, she relocated after a year stint in Europe following college to be close to family.

By day, Mindy pretends to be a technology executive for an enterprise software vendor when she would rather be writing.

She spends her free time consuming large amounts of coffee, traveling and doing a bit of volunteer work.

She is an exercise enthusiast, loves both indoor and outdoor activities, and devotes an unhealthy amount of time spoiling Zoey and Samson, featured below.

She lives with her husband, Kevin, and two step daughters, Anna and Melissa.



“This author is a breath of fresh air with her comical, down-to-earth, and constant upbeat perspective of these true life experiences that are so outrageous that they are almost unbelievable!”

“Mindy Levy offers readers a candid look at her family. She readily admits that there are two important F words in her life, Food and Family…This book will have readers laughing out loud.”

“I loved this book! It’s so clear and funny, poignant and brilliant. I can see Mindy as a standup comedian…What a gift for telling about the mundane in such a witty and honest way that really does your heart good.”

“Loved it! Mindy’s book feels like being neighbors with George Costanza’s family.”

“If you could combine Bailey White and Woody Allen, you would come up with Mindy Levy. Her first book, “Mindy’s Musings” is filled with the experiences of life as we all have lived it. Her ability to look at herself and her reactions to life in a humorous, self deprecating way, makes you realize how much we all share the same, mostly baseless, anxiety.”

MINDY’S MUSINGS is available from Amazon and Smashwords

Click here for Mindy’s website

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Welcome to the April issue of our Monthly Spotlight

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If your book is not yet booked in for the MAY SPOTLIGHT, book it in now



In the Darkness of Tomorrow by Brian Grant


‘This is the thrilling story of a young man, Alfie, who has a lust for adventure’

The Collectors Book One by Ron A Sewell


‘The Collectors discover something that should have remained hidden’

The Collectors Book Two - Full Circle by Ron A Sewell


‘The Collectors play the game by their rules, but what if they change?’

The Collectors Book Three – Tower Thirty Four by Ron A Sewell


‘Events and a deadly contest with the Chinese authorities intensify the hunt to its conclusion’

The Collectors Book Four – Diamonds and Sand by Ron A Sewell 


‘In the heart of the Sahara The Collectors find themselves fighting for survival in the most inhospitable place on earth’

You Can’t Hide Forever by Ron A Sewell


‘Rob a bank. Escape. Pay off all debts. What can go wrong?’

My Alphabet Garden Tour by Judy Hall-Folde
‘MY ALPHABET GARDEN TOUR will bring learning the alphabet into your child’s home environment.

Written to meet all learning styles, the book is also designed to make learning easier for children with learning challenges’
The Ingenious Judge Dee by Hock G Tjoa
‘A double homicide, a “reluctant” corpse, a bride poisoned on her wedding night–all taking place in a small county, one of fifteen hundred in Tang dynasty China’


Agamemnon Must Die by Hock G Tjoa


‘Killing one’s own mother would break the greatest of ancient taboos and would result in even more voices in his head. Are they just voices? Can they be placated?’


DOG BONE SOUP - A Boomer’s Journey by Bette A Stevens


DOG BONE SOUP is the poignant tale of a dysfunctional family struggling to survive in America in the 50s and 60s, when others were living The American Dream’



Beyond Malice by Rebecca Forster


‘Amanda Cross and her Nora Royce are separated by age and success until a murder charge forces them closer than sisters should be’

Keeping Counsel by Rebecca Forster


‘New Mexico attorney Tara Linley takes on a new client only to find he is dangerously unstable and growing more psychotic by the day’

Before Her Eyes by Rebecca Forster


‘In the high mountains of oregon Sheriff Dove Connelly’s world is rocked when a local grocer is executed and he must find not only the killers and a woman running for her life’

The Mentor by Rebecca Forster


‘Novice federal prosecutor, Lauren Kingsley, is tapped to prosecute a militia bombing only to uncover conspiracy, corruption, and secrets leading right up to the U.S. Supreme Court’



The Rise of the Fourth Reich by Brian Grant


 ’The covert British Priminster of Gt Brian attempts to sell to the Russians a supersonic fighter plane in return for political and financial backing to turn Gt Britain into a fascist nation’

Ride On A Snake’s Back by Brian Grant


‘Two beautifull young women Charlotte and Trinushka become terrifyingly entwined within a Russian Mafia organisation; witnessing casual killings and twisted minds they attempt to escape the clutches of these gangsters’

The Stranger Casts A Long Shadow by Brian Grant


‘A neglected young boy is adopted into a middle class family which never loses secret contact with his birth father, a career criminal’

The Samaritan by Brian Grant


‘An eight year old boy, unknown to anybody witnesses the assassination of his beloved father; a scientist studying space travel. The boy carries this mental image for many months until his description to an expolice officer ultimately is the saviour of our England’
  Find The Holy Grail by Brian Grant
‘It seems to Garth Pilgrim, that his life has reached its end when his wife dies of cancer… her relatives blamed him for her death because of the pressures he threw upon her’

Fatal Decision by Brian Grant


‘Nothing is what it seems in this tale of love and betrayal, drugs gangs, murder.and police surveillance’



Noticing Jamilia by M.K. Theodoratus


‘Captivating tale of teen drama, magic juju, emotional upheaval and intrigue…well-written with a sharp, lush tone’

The Ghost in the Closet by M.K. Theodoratus


‘A fresh approach to the classic ghost story, with a touch of urban fantasy’

Taking Vengeance by M.K. Theodoratus


‘Multi-faceted novel that sucks you in with a fast-paced action and fantasy plot, but keeps you interested with its rich emotion and drama’

Troublesome Neighbors by M.K. Theodoratus


‘Troublesome Neighbours is one of the best adventures i’ve read in a long time’




The Age of the Female 2 – Heroines of the Shift by Richard Andrew King


‘Inspirational highlights of famous females and their contributions to the world in the 20th Century’ 


A Plotting Blueprint: 10 Steps to a Perfect Plot by Charlie Bray


‘Step by Step it follows how a successful book was written’

BUILD A BOOK: Preparation by Charlie Bray


‘Preparation, helps you to prepare fully for the journey ahead. Before you even lift your pen or switch on your keyboard, there are essential steps to put in place. Just as you would check everything on your car before embarking on a long journey, adequate preparation is necessary to make sure you’re not setting out on a novel-writing folly’

BUILD A BOOK: Plot by Charlie Bray


‘Plot will help you turn your story idea into a fully functioning plot-line. It will help you, every step of the way, to fashion a believable narrative, with a balance of action and setting. It will show you how to integrate subplots and create escalating levels of drama. It will help you to introduce your main characters and plan all the problems and solutions along the novel’s journey’

BUILD A BOOK: Synopsis by Charlie Bray

51ubDSjRc7L._BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-v3-big,TopRight,0,-55_SX278_SY278_PIkin4,BottomRight,1,22_AA300_SH20_OU02_‘Synopsis helps you prepare a detailed plot line, which sets out the story from start to finish. It helps you ascertain whether the story is strong enough to hold the readers’ interest throughout a full size novel. The finished synopsis will give you the confidence to start writing your first draft. It will provide you with a complete overview of your proposed novel and ensure that the story and characters are correctly balanced’


A Four Book Laughter Box by Charlie Bray


Enjoy this hilarious collection of Charlie Bray’s first four comedy books

The Trouble With Celebrity by Charlie Bray


‘Did you know Charlie Bray had ‘arrested’ one of the Beatles, lost Chitty Chitty Bang Bang, got drunk with Keith Moon and pulled a gun on a Great Train Robber? His new book is out now and tells all!’

 The Village Idiots Ebay Club by Charlie Bray


‘Quirky people buy quirky things – and Ebay is full of quirky things. DANGER ALERT! What if they can’t stop bidding? What if their lives become quirkier and quirkier as a result? TIME TO JOIN THE EBAY CLUB!’ 

The Village Idiots Cruise Club by Charlie Bray


‘Laugh out loud at the hilarious fun that can be had on a Mediterranean cruise, Life on the ocean waves ain’t what it used to be’

Open House by Charlie Bray


‘Aristocrats, Ghosts and Squatters Share a Castle’





‘A thrilling adventure for two young boys, whose fun trip to Egypt turns into a dangerously exciting quest to uncover an ancient and mysterious secret’

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‘Continuing the adventure that began in Egypt a few months prior in The Secret of the Sacred Scarab, cousins Adam and Justin Sinclair are hot on the trail of the second Stone of Power, one of seven ancient stones lost centuries ago’

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The Black Belt Book of Life – Secrets of a Martial Arts Master by Richard Andrew King


                               ’Features 40 martial arts principles for a powerful life’


Back to Santa Fe by W.T. Durand


‘Even in the Land of Enchantment, second chances can get messy’

Dear Crossing by Marjorie Swift Doering


‘A grisly murder leads Ray Schiller on a case with a rising body count and the potential to derail his personal and professional life’

Shadow Tag by Marjorie Swift Doering


‘Detective Ray Schiller is out to finish what he started, unless it finishes him first’



Blueprint of a Princess – Diana Frances Spencer, Queen of Hearts by Richard Andrew King


‘Princess Diana’s fairytale but tragic life revealed through her “numbers!”‘

The Age of the Female – A Thousand Years of YIN by Richard Andrew King


‘Explains the great Millennia Shift from a Male-dominated age to the Female-dominated world of others, relationships and beyond’

Parenting Wisdom for the 21st Century – Raising Your Children by Their Numbers to Achieve Their Highest Potential by Richard Andrew King


‘How to raise children to be in touch with their destiny and lead fulfilling lives based on their full name and birth date’

Destinies of the Rich and Famous – The Secret Numbers of Extraordinary Lives by Richard Andrew King


‘Why Elvis Presley, Marilyn Monroe, Michael Jackson, Oprah Winfrey and eight other world icons are famous’

The King’s Book of Numerology 1 – Foundations & Fundamentals by Richard Andrew King


Learning the truths of life through numbers beginning with the Basic Matrix – the individual’s personal profile of destiny

The King’s Book of Numerology 2 – Forecasting Part 1 by Richard Andrew King


Learn the beginning steps of how to forecast your destiny and that of others

The King’s Book of Numerology 3 – Master Numbers by Richard Andrew King


 Explanation of master numbers and their effect on one’s life and destiny

Your Love Numbers – Discovering the Secrets of Your Life, Loves and Relationships by Richard Andrew King


Secrets of great relationships and how to create them revealed


Parenting Wisdom – What to Teach the Children by Richard Andrew King


’33 universal, proven, powerful life principles for raising independent, whole, healthy children’


99 Poems of the Spirit by Richard Andrew King





‘The heart-warming story of an abused dog whose struggle back to life inspired a book and raised an army of supporters’

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‘The story of how Poppy, Fiji’s most famous dog,  was saved by surgery and went on to become an Ambassadog for Animals Fiji’

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Dangerous Liaisons by Sarah Stuart


‘Lizzie, daughter of a wealthy Scottish laird, inherits a Book of Hours passed down the illegitimate female line from a 16th century queen. It carries a Royal Command: find love’


Forewarning by Kate Wyland


‘When criminals looking for her patient invade the serenity of her world, she must use her skills to save all three of their lives’

Wyoming Escape by Kate Wyland


‘One dead body is frightening enough, but a second one, plus a dirty cop,
sends chef Mikela Richards fleeing for her life’


Dignity by Eva Caye


‘A Royal lady scientist is rare enough, but will Lady Felicia give up her career for love?’

Majesty by Eva Caye


‘How to support your magnificent Empress: set her imagination free, distract her political enemies, and kill the traitors!’


The Chinese Spymaster by Hock G Tjoa


‘Chinese Intelligence uncovers a North Korean trying to sell a nuclear device’


Messages From The Masters – Timeless Truths For Spiritual Seekers by Richard Andrew King


‘Spiritual Principles include reincarnation, karma, sanctity of the human form, Soul Food and much more’


Hostile Witness by Rebecca Forster


‘Sixteen-year-old Hannah Sheraton is charged as an adult for murder but it is attorney Josie Bates who may not survive the system’

Silent Witness by Rebecca Forster


‘Josie Bate’s lover is charged with the murder of his stepson, a son Josie Bates never knew he had’

Privileged Witness by Rebecca Forster


‘The past comes back to haunt Josie Bates when a prominent politician says his wife committed suicide but the law says it was murder’

Expert Witness by Rebecca Forster


‘When Josie Bates disappears, her ex-cop lover finds that more than one person would be happy if she never came back’

Eye Witness by Rebecca Forster


‘Josie Bates faces the challenge of her career when a foreign, ancient code of justice clashes with modern law

Forgotten Witness by Rebecca Forster


‘The government’s reach isn’t just long, it’s personal sending Josie Bates from the cold of Washington D.C. to the heat of Hawaii in search of truth’



The Galactic Transcripts by Richard Andrew King



’37 communications from members of the Space Brotherhood following one man’s encounter with a UFO in the 1950s’


I hope you enjoy our April Spotlight and that you are tempted to part with a few of your pennies to enjoy the delights of some remarkable indie books.






Yes, that’s right. Simply click here, submit the small form and I’ll make sure that you receive my regular Writer of Smiles newsletter and I’ll send you a free pdf of my new book, The Trouble With Celebrity

So why would you want this book, even if it’s free to you? Well, you might not, and that’s fine. But if you like a smile now and again, you should find some here. Because that’s what I do. I write smiles!

Let me tell you some more about the book:

A Humorous Swipe at Celebrity Culture

UnknownRant along with Charlie as he takes a pop at famous celebrities. Well, he’s got more reason than most to have a pop. He’s been knocked out by one, peed on by another and had to pull a gun on one of the Great Train Robbers. He also lost Chitty Chitty Bang Bang, got drunk with Keith Moon and ‘arrested’ John Lennon. Oh, and Charlie went to school with a mass-murderer. Always there to help others, Charlie’s even saved an old lady from a handbag swinging Lady Archer. Add that to one of your novels, Jeffrey!

Celebrities Say the Funniest Things

chitty_filmDid you know East Anglia was an African nation and that Sherlock Holmes invented toilets? It’s not and he didn’t, but a certain celebrity thought otherwise. Help Charlie unravel the weird mind of celebrity

The Famous and Their Toys

Learn who lands his own jet liner about ten yards from his front door, and who swims to his Ferrari via his indoor swimming pool

How Did Peppa Pig Corrupt a Two Year Old?

Find out how the wayward pig and a whole host of celebrities were caught behaving badly

Celebrity Wars

Why do famous stars throw phones at hotel staff and punches at toilet attendants? Some even grab testicles and bite noses off. Join Charlie as he names names, and see how the public are fighting back

Special Needs for Special People

You’ll be amazed at the dressing room demands of some of your heroes. But don’t worry, Charlie’s got the answer. A perfectly designed dressing room for all, that doubles up as a green room

What Others Think of This Book

“This short book is a fun diversion from the daily grind”

“This is a rather humorous look at the culture of celebrity that I must admit had me chuckling from the first chapter”

“I found this book hilarious and literally laughed out loud several times while reading it”

” If you sometimes find yourself scratching your head at the fuss of “celebrity for celebrity sake,” then Bray’s rant will resonate and draw a chuckle”

“His concise prose had me howling especially over the Great Train robber singing on his way to his trial in a prison van”

“This book gets my five stars for what it is- an irreverent look at individuals in the mixed quality pile of people that become, for at least a short time, a brand, a household name”

“Charlie Bray gives a witty, lighthearted look at celebrity and what it takes (or rather, what little it takes) to reach this status”

“He begins by telling us some interesting encounters he had with celebrities when he was a Nottingham policeman, and follows with his tongue-in-cheek opinions of today’s celebs”

“Some of his stories about his own brushes with celebrities are priceless”

” a wry and amusing look at what makes a person a celebrity whether they deserve to be or not. Attention-seekers with no discernable talent are one of my pet peeves as certainly as they are Mr. Bray’s”

“Sometimes it is refreshing to just rant at what we think of the state of the world – or listen to someone else doing the ranting for us! A 5 star read for sheer relaxation value and fun”

“I had a great laugh reading this, so if your brain has been bogged down by too much tedious hard concentration, pick it up. I felt like I was attending a Joan Rivers comedy festival”

“I would have to agree with pretty much everything he says, having learned early on that all human idols have feet of clay”

So come on, you know you want to. Submit the form, grab a copy for free and let me know if you enjoyed it.

Keep reading and keep smiling!

Charlie B



Welcome to our new feature, BOOK OF THE DAY. If you would like your books to be considered for this series, click here

Today we are delighted to feature Ron A Sewell’s book, You Can’t Hide Forever.

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When Davy Jenkins deserts from the Royal Navy his life is a chaos. He meets Emma, a resourceful woman and they embark on a new venture. Rival factions murder her and her girls.

Davy embarks on an act of vengeance. On the run he escapes and sails for Spain but an Atlantic storm changes his future. 

He can’t hide forever and never knows when his past will catch up in the form of Janice Porter, an investigative journalist. Aware people without hope make the best pawns a clandestine agency seizes him. He agrees to co-operate. His task: to gather enough data to convict the drug barons of Europe. Disaster strikes and stretches his survival skills to the limit. 



Thick fog covered the river but for a moment it lifted and exposed their goal. Chris guided the boat at speed across the mirror-calm water. 

Davy shouted, “There’s the beach.”

Chris nodded, turned the craft, slowed, and stopped the twin outboards as the bow nudged the shingle.

Chris grabbed Jack’s arm. “Five minutes. Be ready.”

Jack nodded. “Don’t be late.”

Chris grinned as he adjusted his stopwatch. “It’s a doddle.”       

 “And when did you last…”

 “Shut it. Just be ready.”

Jack shrugged. “Five minutes and I’m gone.”

Davy and Chris leapt onto the beach, Enfield assault rifles held tight against their chests. Pebbles crunched underfoot as they ran towards worn stone steps which climbed through the fog. At the top, they darted left onto the high street and in seconds stopped at the entrance to the Clydesdale Bank.

A car crawled past; its driver peering into the haze. 

Bile filled Davy’s throat as he leant against the red sandstone wall. The occupant of the car neither looked left at them nor right. 

Hands shaking, Davy pulled up the hood of his waterproof. “So far so good.” His heart hammered as he pushed open the door.

Chris pulled the pins from two smoke grenades and hurled them inside. The white mist spread amongst shouts and screams. He stormed in, pointing his rifle at three women choking on fume-filled lungs. An old man at the counter clutched his throat and collapsed.


The main character; David Jenkins/ Jones, Warrant Officer, Royal Navy, Age thirty- three. 

David never knew his parents, his mother died during his birth in St Mary’s Hospital, Portsmouth, and his father remains unknown.  He was raised in an orphanage but being bright, intelligent and diligent, won a bursary at age eleven, to a private boarding school. 

His house parents cared for him as one of their own and were disappointed when he decided to join the Royal Navy instead of going on to University. Having completed his apprenticeship as an engineering artificer, he was promoted in record time to Warrant Officer Artificer in nuclear submarines. There was the likelihood of further advancement to a Commissioned Officer.

He invariably follows the rules, sometimes bending the odd one. In the relatively sheltered life of the service, he naively believed that providing you did the right thing, life would treat you fairly. He is, however, honest, conscientious a person who only wants a normal marriage and children. He loathes the abuse of women and children, the use of drugs and those who deal in them.

A believer in keeping fit, he visits the gym at least three times a week.

This six foot, oval faced, blue eyed, dark haired, good looking, intelligent, kind and loving man hits the defining moment of his life when he turns into a discontented and bitter person but even so, his well balanced background guides him forward.

A main character and tracker of fugitive David Jones.  Janice Porter, Assistant Editor, Southampton Gazette. Aged forty-five.

An attractive natural blonde with blue eyes, this five-foot-six well-educated lady wears the latest fashions and maintains her weight and trim figure.

Married twice, her first husband died in a crash, whilst driving when drunk.  She inherited his wealth and from a second relationship, gave birth to a son.  She is now happily married to Adrian Viper, who owns and runs a yacht charter business from his large Georgian house set in the Yorkshire Moors.

Janice is an investigative journalist who invariably finds those stories that everyone else misses.  Her editor gives her a free hand providing her main job is not neglected.  In the past, she has had scoops that have clearly established her as a force to be reckoned with in the industry. 

To her the truth matters.

Emma Evans. David’s landlady and lover. Owner of a Bed and Breakfast house, Camden, London. Age forty-two.

Emma, a lonely woman, enjoys a glass of whiskey or two she’s one of life’s survivors and in spite of not having the best education, gets on with it.  Born in the east end of London, married and widowed, she enjoys the company of her lodgers, if she so chooses.  A bit of a flirt, she dresses like a tart in micro-mini skirts and tight blouses.  This small, five-foot-two, well-rounded brunette wants to be loved and to give love in return. Good businesswomen who believes in a fair day’s work for a fair day’s pay.

Tracey Barnet, Prostitute and David’s girl friend. Age twenty-six.

Tracey, definitely not an academic although not stupid, decided on her career whilst at school. Cute and attractive she discovers that sex is a powerful weapon.  A tall, nice looking, slim woman with green eyes and red hair, but without the temperament. She has long shapely legs and a wonderful backside. Life does her no favours but she has no false airs and makes the best of it. Born in the old docklands area of London and brought up by the school of hard knocks.  Will fight for what she believes in to the end. Always the optimist even when everything is against her. 

“Pinkie”, Jay Adams, David’s eventual friend and business partner. Age Forty-nine.

This attractive, black haired, angelic face with beautiful hypnotic hazel eyes is a tough woman. She has been on the game since she was thirteen years of age and providing the punter pays, she will play. As a working girl, she always dresses for effect and the needs of the business. She maintains a good figure and shapely legs. Cheeky, intelligent, straightforward, thinks on her feet and adapt quickly to situations. Overly loyal to her friends but despises those who look down on her. When it is to her advantage will quickly seize the initiative.

Angie Symes Chief Inspector Attached to a Special Unit of the Police, David’s Partner, Confidant and girl friend. Age twenty-nine

An only child, who on graduating joined the police force. Here she faced impossible chauvinism with regard to her status and promotion. Encouraged to join the special unit by Commander Ronald Smith, where her intellect and talents are more suited. She is seductive, attractive but a typical red head with dark brown eyes set in an oval face. She does not suffer fools and works hard to achieve the objective. Likes male company but does not trust men and therefore keeps them at arms length. Will if the job requires, sleep with a man to glean important information. When not using her London flat shares a property with her mother and father East Grinstead



“A million sperm and you were the fastest?” shouted Davy. “

Emma – “For Christ sake, Davy, it’s called sex. It’s fun. I don’t want a bloody marriage contract.”

Janice- “Hamish, finding a body wasn’t the best part of my day.”

Emma – “Tell you what, I’ll put an advert in The TimesWanted, one brothel manager, hours negotiable.” 

Janice – Our man’s alive and I’m going to find him.”



London England is the main location for this tale with brief forays to Spain. The sea and its moods dictate the more violent action scenes.



At the age of fourteen I ran away from home and heading for the south of France where I found work as a deckhand on luxury yachts. On my return to the United Kingdom, I enlisted in the Royal Navy and found myself back at school. During my career, I travelled the world, qualified as an engineer, deck officer, boarding officer, a diver, parachutist and became part of an Air Sea Rescue team. This has given me so much experience and scores of ideas. Why do I write – because I must.




One bank robbery opens the door to gangland. I don’t want to give too much away. It was a great read! 

Liking the ‘bad’ guy

In truth one shouldn’t feel any sympathy for Davy Jones. He robbed a bank, got involved with prostitutes and happily arranged for a property full of gangsters to be blown up. And that was before he was roped into covert work for the government.

Yet I loved the man. Everything he did was for a valid reason and I felt for his losses.
The story moved at a rapid pace from the initial bank robbery to the climax at the end. It kept me reading when I should have been doing other things!

Thrills with Spills 

Davy Jones needed a new life, and found one. But all lives have their difficulties, and it was not smooth sailing. This book has two great strengths, the carefully thought out complexity of the plot, and the absolute excitement of the action scenes.

By ¾ of the way through, it reminded me of a game of Chess, with powerful pieces scattered around the board, waiting to bring down the poor king – or Davy in this case. And then the thrills really started. 

Relentlessly fast-pace; a damned good read. 

From the very first sentence Author Ron A Sewell sets a cracking pace. Meet David Jenkins a man desperate enough to rob a bank, and unfortunate enough to have the whole thing turn bad when the boat being used for the escape of he and his two companions is wrecked shortly after they attempt their getaway.

David Jenkins has the money, and the brains to use it well. He becomes Davey Jones and to all intents and purposes his past vanishes and a future on the run begins.

From the streets to running a high class brothel, Davey lives his life full throttle. The women he meets see to it that he is never lonesome for company.

The author weaves a well thought out story, utilizing the theme of greed apposing loyalty; lust being used as a weapon, and love finding its way into Davey Jones’s life when he least wants or expects it.

I will not spoil this, to say more would do just that. Be prepared for one hell of a rescue at sea, and more twists in a cleverly thought out plot.

An exciting and absorbing read.

‘You Can’t Hide Forever’ starts by plunging the reader straight into the action. Davy Jones finds himself on the run after a robbery, unsure whether his mates, Chris and Jack, have even survived. Davy has cash, but he needs a new life, and he finds one. All lives have their difficulties, and it is not smooth sailing.

This book has a carefully thought-out plot, and with characters that draw in the reader. It is a quick and exciting read, with enough twists and turns to keep it interesting. Highly recommended.

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