ebook and print editions. It’s always a pleasure to return to Veloris, the Ice Planet, but this journey took years, many revisions, and labor before Devourercame to life. So, help me celebrate her birth. She’s already received 5 Star Reviews over at Amazon, so I think Akub is off to a great start.
Instead of a birth announcement, I’m going to give you a brief excerpt from the novel.
“You’re the Devourer.” The queen nodded at Akub.
“Yes.” Akub crossed her arms and readied herself for the onslaught of questions.
“A former member of Valek’s network of spies and thieves; a weaver whose bloodlustdevoured all common decency and compassion. Your reputation as a ruthless killer precedes you.”
“I killed no one.” Akub’s tone was sharp.
The queen’s cold gray eyes narrowed. “The Devourer ate the souls and trust of everyone she encountered. Many fell in battles, in the war, because of your efforts.”
Akub couldn’t deny those words. Some truths settled in uncomfortable pain in her memory and in her heart. No matter how much good she did, the sticky and oily stain covered her . Her spirit would never be unblemished.
Octiva’s words about forgiveness echoed in her mind. Her actions had less to do with pleasing others than proving to herself that she could do righteous and good acts. When everywhere she went, her past as the Devourer preceded, and few gave her opportunities to be anything else, other than what they wanted—their bogeyman, their horror.
Akub would be those things no more. She threw off her tapestry of shame.
“Those deeds lie in my past, your highness. For many years, I’ve traveled and devoted my life to spreading goodwill.” Even to her own ears, it sounded as if Akub meant to justify her actions—as if anything she did could.
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October is Black Speculative Fiction Month! To celebrate, each Friday in October will be Pulp Fiction Friday. Authors will contribute a post discussing pulp, mystery, spies, and whodunits in the realms of science fiction and speculative. Welcome to James Lee Nathan to kick-start our month long celebration!
First and foremost I want to thank my ‘Blog Host’ Ms. Nicole Givens Kurtz for allowing me this platform to pitch my ideas and of course my next project. So let’s get to it.
My story telling journey first begins in the 70s in both middle and high school (H.S. of Art and Design). Much of what I write today is taken directly from many of the ideas and tales I first came up with some 40 years ago. However before I would resume writing (at 49), I needed to do some research. So after a good year of Youtube(R) videos, articles, and blogs, I came away with the following:
GENRE (s): Speculative fiction in the following areas; SCIFI, Urban Fantasy, Erotic Crime Drama (made that up) and Paranormal. Five years in and I am definitively writing a mashup or SCIFI, Urban Fantasy and Erotic Crime.
I am an INDIE AUTHOR who self-publishes ebooks and some print-on-demand. Yes, I used a few dirty words such as ‘INDIE’ and ‘SELF PUBLISH,’ but these particular platforms allow me to quickly provide my books directly to readers. These ebooks are all novellas, which are better for a series. Plus early on in this endeavor I decided to provide a type of reading experience that could be read on a roundtrip flight or over a weekend. The idea (such as with any indie author) is to give the reader such an orgasmic reading adventure that they immediately run back to the site to get the next installment.
“A novel is a story about a person who changes.”–Michael Levin
The quote above clearly defines what I try to accomplish in my storytelling. My protagonists all go through a change of sorts, some for the best, and others not so much. Yet there are demonstrable changes that occur.
I took this quote to heart as I set out to create something strangely reminiscent of the old tv series Twilight Zone. Next Level Fiction is an exotic blend of mystery, crime, adventure, and sex all tossed together in a scifi motif. Nicole calls this pulp fiction.
My first offering is a series of interlocking stories with one thing in common; a plant with alien origins, that changes you.
CRIME-PHYTER is a non-stop scifi trip that spans three decades in the lives of four different people. All of whom are being manipulated towards one singular purpose, JUSTICE.
Story 1 revolves around the discovery of a mystical plant in South America and the life of one Kieran Church. He loses his wife and son to street violence and when the court system fails to convict, he strikes out on his own. But that is not the end or beginning of Mr. Church’s problems.
Story 2 is No free rides. It begins with the savage assault on a female member of the Special Forces. But the perpetrators and their protectors did not count on the involvement of a friend of hers. His justice is swift, but it comes with a cost.
Story 3 – I need an ALIBI, continues the story of Rachel Holt and her protector Paco, as the plant takes a full grip of both of their lives.
The final story is all about regret. It is called Not 4 Nuthin; when a reluctant arms dealer sells access and arms to terrorists that attempt to blow up the World Trade Center in 1993, he seeks not only revenge but redemption. The final story is all about regret. It is called Not 4 Nuthin; when a reluctant arms dealer sells access and arms to terrorists that attempt to blow up the World Trade Center in 1993, he seeks not only revenge but redemption.
Sounds thrilling! Right? Go, pick up the first story, Crime-Phyter, today.
BIO: James Lee Nathan III; raised in New York City, served 20 years in the United States Air Force; now a Network Security Manager for AT&T. When I was much younger, my father told great tales of heroes and villains all throughout my youth. The stories resonated with me as I began to write my own at age 11. It never occurred to me to share any of the hundreds of stories in my head with anyone other than my comic art instructor Mr. Charles Ferguson at the HS of Art and Design. That is until 2011. My daughters have always been intrigued by the stories I would share of my youth, and asked if I would ever write them down? I decided this was a good idea, so in March of 2011 I began to write; I haven’t stopped.