Merry watches, her presence cloaked by the shroud of nightfall. Nothing moves except her eyes which focus on her target. No remorse. No regret. No second guessing the decision to end the lives of the monsters who turned her into a killer. Jury
The peddlers of death from potent chemicals are found guilty. Punishment for their crimes--death. Appeals denied. Sentencing to commence immediately. The leeches who sucked out the life of addicts with each snort, shot, swallow, and injection will now pay the ultimate price. Executioner
The idyllic world of Merry Marie Hall, once the loving wife of Harold and mother to their only child, Joshua, is over. Extinguished when Joshua overdosed and Harold died of a heart attack at the funeral. Now, Merry hunts down the guilty parties, and one by one,carries out her internal court's orders. Court is now in session.
I decided to participate in NaNoWriMo2015 and completed a full-length novel in under one month! My first foray into the zombie genre, Tainted Cure, is slated for release in 2016. Tainted Cure is the first book in The Rememdium Series and has my own personal spin on how the downfall of our world happens. Below is the working back cover blurb:
Scientists attempted to find a cure for addiction. They failed.
Dr. Everett Berning, a leading researcher into the causes of addiction in the brain, spent ten years of his life dedicated to one thing: finding the cure. Recruited after a strange encounter with the enigmatic Dr. Roberta Flint, Director of Research on Code Name: Rememdium, Dr. Berning is sent to work in a secret lab as part of the research team.
When the moment the scientists waited on for years arrives, Dr. Flint and her team are ecstatic.
Unfortunately, not everyone in the world feels the same way.
Benito San Nicholas isn't ready to give up his lucrative business. When the news of a cure arrives on his doorstep from a crooked government informant, Benito enlists the help of other drug lords from around the world to stop the cure from hitting the streets and destroying their livelihoods
What happens next ends up uniting the globe--just not the way society ever intended or hoped
Addiction isn’t just about the voluminous issues
experienced by the addict. Like ripples in a pond, addictionaffectseverything—and everyone—around the addict. Nothing remains untouched as
the disease, like a virulent plague, destroysrelationships, friendships,employment, childhood,
parenthood and marriages. Don’t believe me? Take a few minutes to read this
staggering piece from CNN. According to the article (source figures provided by the
CDC from number of deaths from drug poisoning vs. other causes, 1999-2014)
“Drugs now kill more people than cars, guns.
Drugs are the leading
cause of accidental death in this country. Fatal overdoses surpassed shooting
deaths and fatal traffic accidents years ago. For perspective on how fast drug
deaths have risen, Anderson said, consider the sharp rise in heart disease in
the early half of the 20th century. It took about 50 years for the rate of
heart disease to double. It took drug deaths a fraction of that time.” Scared yet? You should be, because…
It has been way too long since I hosted the talented Audra Tropser on my blog, so when I heard she had a new release, I was excited and begged her to drop by for a visit to discuss Unveiled. Let me share my review of this book, followed by the interview:
A.D. Tropser is known for creating detailed, fascinating worlds,
ranging from ones where dragons fly to peeking behind the veils of time and
space. I have read all of her books and enjoyed them all for her attention to
detail, vivid descriptions and memorable characters. Unveiled is yet another winner. Audra’s creative mind went
into overdrive as she weaves the story of Jo and her sister as they journey
down a new path—one that neither young woman had a clue existed. Jo was my favorite character because she is the perfect
embodiment of strength and vulnerability. When her entire existence is flipped
on its axis, the way she handles the unbelievable is tinged with biting humor
and lots of snarky comebacks. When the “unveiling” happens, …
– Saturday, March 2, 1957 – 10:00 p.m. The cold winter
rain started out as sporadic drops when she left the inconspicuous home hiding
dark deeds behind its walls. When she stepped off the bus on the outskirts of
town (much to the dismay of the annoyed driver), the droplets morphed into a heavy
downpour, along with a thick blanket of fog. Carolyn
sighed and continued trudging through the secondary streets skirting the edge
of town. The past thirty minutes were spent in a painful blur, each step slow
while fighting to overcome waves of dizziness and nausea. She had no choice but
to steer her sore body clear of the main thoroughfares of downtown Camden.
Though not many, there were a few streetlights dotting the walkways, and even
with the viscous fog coating the air, a moving body could still be spotted. It was Saturday night, the air frigid and the
streets slick with water and a bit treacherous, yet some people would be out
and about. War and Peace was