My pen name is Val Grian and lately I published a new book called "Tramps, Thieves and IT". The main two characters of the novel are a smuggler (Alan) and a homeless guy (George). Once accident makes the rag a rich and vice a versa.
In the book you will read about the adventures of Alan and George. The plot is dynamic and there are a lot of original jokes. As a bonus you will also find out what happened to Hitler in hell and what the Devil and the English Queen have in common.
Please feel free to ask me questions and share your opinions about the book in the comments. Have a nice day!
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Please find a taster of the book below:
Alan pulled off a great deal and made a cool forty thousand. What kind of a deal, you may ask? That was a secret. Even Camilla, Alan's girlfriend, was not aware. But I will tell you, dear reader.
Hmm…on second thought…
Okay, this morning Alan smuggled a hundred kilograms of select Bolivian cocaine into Florida, taking advantage of its massive coastline and using his boat. Then the Coast Guard stopped him. He could have panicked, but why? The boobs were not even close to finding the secret compartment.
Where was it? you wonder. Well, I cannot tell you Alan’s secrets right away. He wouldn’t appreciate that too much and he can act a bit, well, irrational at times. He’s prone to pulling an occasional gun, which he keeps under his driver’s seat. Damn, I shouldn’t have blurted that out.
To move on with it…
Alan was driving home, humming “Despacito.” His shirtsleeves were rolled up and he glanced into his rearview mirror, liking that look in his blue eyes that came after success. The tune on satellite was catchy and eventually its upbeat mood had him pressing his right leg down full throttle. He was going faster than usual and almost home. Then, just a few blocks away from his house, a tramp crossed the road right in front of him.
He slammed on the breaks and stared in disbelief. There the tramp was, slowly dragging a cart full of junk across the road. The guy didn’t even care about the screeching breaks. They should have made him jump. But he just kept crossing the road unperturbed, neglecting the huge Cadillac Escalade that was inches away from him.
“Get out of my way, loser! Chop-chop!” Alan shouted out his window.
What did the tramp do? He just grinned and kept on moving slowly. When he finally crossed the street, Alan stomped on the gas pedal, muttering a drawn out “Assshooole.”
You probably think Alan is not very polite. Well, you are right.
The situation with the tramp was not a big deal, but somehow Alan’s upbeat mood was gone. Some detail in the look of the bum alerted him, and now even the forty thousand that lined his jacket pockets didn’t make him happy.
A couple minutes later, Alan was in his driveway. He stared at the small but nice home he rented in Fort Lauderdale, near the ocean.
He walked in and called out. “Baby, I’m home! I’m hungry, what’s for dinner?”
“Honey, I’m so glad to see you!” Camilla came out to meet him, wearing a smile she kept for special occasions. “I’ve cleaned up the house and I’m exhausted! Can we eat out?” She lowered her head and batted her eyelashes. Then her finger extended to play with the button on his shirt. “Maybe our favorite seafood restaurant?”
Camilla was lucky, because Alan had a thing for her. She was an “exception.” “Sure, honey. Just let me change.”
Alan went to his closet and froze when he looked into it. The joy of seeing Camilla became instant panic. He shouted, “Baby, where is my old suitcase?”
“I tossed that junky thing out with some other stuff,” she shouted back casually. “We should really get you a new one.”
“What?” he said. His heart was racing. Why would she throw away a locked suitcase?
She came to the room. “You okay? There was nothing valuable in there, was there?”
He couldn’t even speak, let alone breathe.
Alan might as well have been hit on the head with a sledgehammer.
Then the anger took hold.
“Bbbb”, Alan’s voice trembled, gradually gaining power. “B-Bitch! What have you done!”
Lindsey Davies has created a new series for the adoptive daughter of her wisecracking Roman investigator Falco. Flavia Alba is a widow in her late 20s, loves her family but doesn't want to live with them and has learnt her trade as an informer off her adoptive father. Basically if you've enjoyed Falco, espeically the earlier ones, you should enjoy this series. it's got the same humour and wry look at the world, thesame attention to detail (admittedly which sometimes leans towards info-dumping) and a thoroughly engaging heroine. I've read three now and they're gettibg better.
Warning though: the description of what happens to foxes at the temple of Ceres in the first book is horrible, you could just miss out the first book though it would be a shame.
The tale of the numinous spheres with twelve faces
It's done! A month later than intended we managed to complete the final volume of the "Romanike" series, altogether including six books. The ebook version is first, printed versions of all six books will successively be uploaded at Createspace within the next two weeks.
The complete series tells about the fate of the House of Iulii in Aquae Mattiacorum during the decline of peace at the Germanic Limes. The Iulii are minor local aristocrats in the Roman province of Germania superior who would be perfectly content if they were left alone and could deal with their private affairs only. But repeatedly they are confronted with the uglier aspects of Big Politics in an age when Western education is fighting an uphill battle against Eastern fundamentalism and economic refugees squeeze through all the borders in huge numbers. The series also tells the story of Belsia Valeriana, the intruder in the House of Iulii and only character who appears in all six books. She grows from a little girl living in poverty into a bold young woman who invests all teeth and claws to fight her way up the social ladder and to stay there.
This is the third and final volume of Corpus Sacrum, "Dawn of the Swordstar": http://www.xinxii.com/corpus-sacrum-iii-p-355428.html
The second volume, "The Man who Never Dies" was published in April 2014: http://www.xinxii.co...i-p-351939.html
The first volume, "The Lady of All", was published in December 2013: http://www.xinxii.co...m-p-349108.html
Corpus Sacrum is the initial part of the "Romanike" series that consists of two consecutive trilogies. The second trilogy Opus Gemini, is discussed here:
The printed German edition of "Corpus Sacrum" has been published in 2006 by Societätsverlag Frankfurt:
I would like to tell you about my crime novel series called 'Herbie Fox Stories'.
The story is situated on Hawaii in the 1940s and it's based on a senior detective called 'Herbie Fox'.
The next book is finished already and will be released on the 9th of November (its name is 'The Mystery of Bloody River'. Until this date, the price of the ebook is set to 2.99 dollars on Amazon. After this day, it'll be available for 4.99.
I'll be more than happy to discuss with you about my book and I really hope you'll enjoy it in case you decide to buy it!
Have a nice day, everybody!
As a native of South Florida (and really far south--close to Homestead, which is almost to the Keys), I have eagerly consumed everything that Carl Hiaasen has written. But I haven't thought his last few books were as good as previous ones, by a long shot, and so I didn't jump to get Bad Monkey as quickly as I normally would have. Finally, a friend of mine said that this one was a lot closer to the earlier books and she's right. It was a very fun read.
The story follows Yancy, a demoted Key West detective now performing the truly gross and thankless task of restaurant inspector in the Florida Keys, as he manages to get involved in the investigation of the presumed death of a man whose severed arm was hooked by some tourists on a charter fishing trip in the Keys. Yancy is also tormenting his next-door neighbor, who clearly deserves it for building a code-violating McMansion on his property, thereby interfering with Yancy's ability to view both the sunset and Key deer that used to visit his property. The action takes place on the Keys, in Miami, and even on Andros Island in the Bahamas and involves an ever-widening cast of characters that at one point became so confusing that I missed that one of them had been murdered. But it was all good fun, often laugh-out-loud funny, and always entertaining. I recommend it to anyone.
But I particularly recommend it to people like me, for whom almost every place he names is familiar (except in the Bahamas--we never went there on the theory that on vacation, you should go someplace different from home, so we always went to the mountains). My father taught at the Rosenstiel School at the University of Miami, my little brother was born at Baptist hospital, and I've kayaked along the Shark River, walked along Cape Sable, and gone swimming at Venetian Pool. But even if those places are not familiar to you, I think you will still find the book very entertaining.