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Alright, everyone, I've finally finished Gods and Dragons and am ready to send out e copies to beta-readers for some feedback, but here's what's really awesome-

I'm giving everyone on Goodreads the first shot. I won't be letting anyone else submit requests for a free read until the end of the week!

All I'm really asking for is some basic feedback on the story; what you liked, what you didn't like, what you want to see more of, less of, what made sense or didn't, etc, etc.

Feel free to be as critical, mean, kind, deliberate, as you want. Harsh criticism and thorough critiquing is what helps us writers improve.

I can't wait to hear about what you think. Please email and I'll send you a .docx copy by tomorrow evening. Just email me at dennis@storiesbydennis.com and state beta read as the subject line. Thanks so much.

For the entire month of July, Smashwords has provided writers the opportunity to give their books away for free. While one can always permanently set their books as free, not all writers do this, and not for every book.
Well, for the entire month of July, all of my books on Smashwords will be free for download in whichever format you prefer.
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Starting today, 11/7/2016 through 11/11/2016

Short Stories from the Mind of Aaron is free through Smashwords.

Here's an excerpt.

The townies in the silo went crackers. The noise they made beating their limbs against the metal was far louder than the gun shot.
“Can’t lock these sons of bitches up, Eric. I been through shit like this before. Just kill ‘em and forget it.”
Lisa and Eric stood in disbelief. They weren’t killers. Neither was Cedric, but his past had him in some nasty situations. He looked them both in the eye before turning towards the direction of the entry gates.
“I don’t like it any more than you do,” he sighed as the townies quieted a little, “but this is the way it’s gotta’ be. It’s why I took the gun from you. Grab that knife and let’s move.”
Eric meekly went for the knife he had kicked from the guard. Seeing the woman’s head split open was more than he was able to handle and he threw up.
“Pull yourself together,” Cedric admonished.
The two men started to move, but Lisa remained in shock. She hadn’t barely even blinked after crying out. Eric stopped short, touched Cedric’s shoulder and motioned with his head towards Lisa. Cedric nodded.
Eric approached her and touched her arm. She sort of shuddered and a tear fell from each eye. Looking at him, she took a deep breath and recomposed herself. A smile flickered across her face; embarrassment.
“I wasn’t expecting that,” she said.
“I think there’s going to be a lot we don’t expect tonight.”
On rubbery legs, they followed Cedric, who made certain to stay out of the lights. Moment’s passed before they saw the gates through some leafy bushes.
“What’s the plan, Ced,” Eric asked.
The former Army Gunny took a deep breath before answering, “See those two guards? I don’t recognize ‘em. They aren’t the ones that took me.”
“Me neither,” Lisa interjected.
“That means one of us can us go up to ‘em, and they won’t expect us to be escapees or anything…hopefully,” Cedric continued. “Hopefully…they just detain you and while they do, we take ‘em down.”
Eric widened his eyes in hearing the half-cocked plan. Besides, he did recognize one of them, Clyde, who had apparently either decided against watching the transformation of townies, or had not earned the privilege.
“No good,” he finally said.
“It’s the only way we can get this party started,” Cedric replied. “That gives us each a weapon.”
“That one, the skinny one, he’s the one that told me to hush up, remember? His name is Clyde, and I don’t think he likes what’s going on here.”
“And you think you can just recruit him?” Cedric was cynical.
“Well…I don’t know, but maybe a gun to his face will, you know…change his mind…?”
They all exchanged glances. “Do you really think he’ll help us…tell us anything?” Lisa whispered.
Eric grit his teeth and remained staring at Clyde’s back. He nodded for a moment.
“It’s worth a shot, I think…and if not, I guess it’s your call, Ced,” Eric acquiesced.
“That means Lisa’s gotta go get caught,” Cedric stated.
It was true. Clyde was sure to recognize Eric, and Cedric wasn’t relinquishing his weapon. Lisa bit her bottom lip.
“What do I do,” she asked. “Just walk up and say hello? What if he does recognize me from the warehouse? I’m sure he knows I’m a journalist.”
“Listen,” Eric started, “you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do, but you’ve been in hairy situations before, and you knew this was going to be a disaster when you agreed to help. I don’t believe they’re going to kill you…if anything, they’re going to want to keep you alive to turn you.”
“He’s right,” Cedric intervened. “Everything will be fine. I’ll put a bullet in the other one, but Eric, you gotta’ get behind Clyde and put that knife to his throat. Can you do that?”
He nodded. The simple fact was that he didn’t have a choice. Failure was not an option. That night in Hartford betrayed the brutality of what survival truly meant. Eric took a breath, maintained his observation of Clyde, and gave one final nod of approval.
“Good,” Cedric said, relieved. “Now, Lisa, you just start making a racket about the situation, it’s unfair, we’ve got rights, you’ll report, etcetera, etcetera. Do what you’re good at.”
She smiled to herself and nodded saying, “Yeah, I can handle that, but I swear to God if one of you fucks this up I’m going to get you.”
With that, she popped out of the bushes, walked a few dozen paces into the light, and started a tirade.
“Hey! Hey,” she started shouting and they took notice immediately. “Who do you monkeys think you are locking us in a cage like prisoners?”
“How the Hell did you get out?” the one yelled back as he pointed his rifle.
Lisa began shouting profanities while backing up. Clyde and the other guard moved rapidly towards her. By the time she backed up past Eric and Cedric, she turned her back and made like she was going to run. Clyde overtook her, and they crashed to the damp soil, so Cedric fired a round from his crouched position, nailing the other guard in the jaw. He went down while Eric leapt onto Clyde’s back. A scuffle ensued but he managed the sharp edge of steel to Clyde’s throat.
“I don’t want to hurt you, Clyde,” he said, and the guard froze.
As the situation slowly subsided, Cedric kicked off the wounded guard’s helmet and finished him with another round. He then turned the rifle onto Clyde. By then, Lisa came her to feet.
“Clyde, please,” she begged. “There’s been enough bloodshed. People shouldn’t turn on each other like this. We all know there’s something serious going on, and Eric seems to think you don’t want any part of it.”
“On your feet,” Cedric demanded. “Eric, take his gun and let him up.”
He obliged, and once everyone was standing, Cedric approached Clyde and spoke. “You got two seconds to convince me I should let you live.”
Clyde looked around; slowly he took in the grim circumstances. “I, I,” he stammered.
“Out with it, son,” Cedric growled.
“Clyde,” Eric whispered. “C’mon, man, tell me you’re on our side here. We’ve got monsters, manmade monsters, and you’re turning us into them. This isn’t right. Is this what you really want to do with your life?”
They locked eyes. Clyde’s mouth was slightly agape.
“C’mon, son,” Cedric started. “You served—just like I did—to protect your country. Now, you’re on with these heathens. How do you sleep at night? Maybe I should just end it for you now.”
Cedric took a menacing step towards Clyde. He put his hands up in resignation.
“Look…you don’t, you don’t understand,” he gasped. “It, it, it…it isn’t what you think.”
“I think it is, Clyde,” Lisa sighed.
He shook his head vigorously before explaining, “No. You don’t understand. This didn’t start here…it just…found its way here.” A long pause ensued, during which everyone exchanged a worried glance. “Damn,” Clyde was nearly reduced to tears, but managed to continue his elucidation. “Alright. What I know is that some military tests went wrong, something regarding chem warfare. Whatever it was, was supposed to placate people, you know, inhibit the impulses, which make people erratic and angry. It was supposed to stop people from rioting and infighting…instead, it degrades the neo cortex—leaves us like rabid animals.”
“So why is Byzantine making more monsters?” Eric howled and shoved Clyde hard.
“I don’t know,” he yelled back. “This has all been in motion for years. I signed on because I was promised an opportunity to help my country—killing off monsters—like something out of a damn comic book. Next thing I know, I’m here. I’m imprisoning the people I’m supposed to protect, and there’s no way to back out. You don’t just leave Byzantine. When you know something, you can’t just put in your two weeks, God dammit.”
Again, silence settled in for a moment. “So, you don’t know…you’re just following orders…like the Nazis, huh?” Eric accosted. “Maybe Cedric should just finish you off. People like you, you just want to blame everyone but yourself.”

This is but one of the short stories you can find within the Mind of Aaron Dennis.

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Short Stories

The Dragon of Time Two, Dragon Slayer

The following is mostly an excerpt from The Dragon of Time Two, Dragon Slayer. I have worked very hard on this book, perhaps harder than anything else I have ever done. For a limited time, I am giving away Dragon Slayer, so be sure to grab your copy today. On December 24th, I will be giving it a price.

I also want to add that The Dragon of Time series has a history. I started working on the first novel, Gods and Dragons, back in 2013. At that time, I was actually writing a different book, Cayneian, a Man from Blood, but for some inexplicable reason, I was drawn to dragons.

I have always liked dragons. I recall thinking it was odd that numerous cultures all over the world had dragons, and all the dragons were vastly dissimilar, yet for the most part, they were either menaces defeated by stalwart heroes, or they were keepers of knowledge.

While thinking about the origin of dragons, I began to wonder if perhaps people were digging into the earth and discovered dinosaur bones. I can see how someone from one, two, five thousands years ago, and further back, might unearth a giant femur, a strange skull, and come to the conclusion that dragons existed, once upon a time.

Since, I’m a writer, and I enjoy doing research, I started looking into different dragons, their images, their powers, their names, and then a story came to me. I began by just imagining the dragons, and then I wrote down their names and descriptions. Then, I thought about what kind of powers they were going to have, how their realms existed, how they were going to bless their people.

That was the first time I did anything even similar to an outline, yet it wasn’t truly an outline; I just wrote a bunch of stories, and then I created a problem—the dragons were defeated, yet because people worshipped them, they still existed, but they had lost their physical forms ages ago, and now, they are trying to collect souls in order to manifest.

Then, I created a hero, an amnesiac warrior who is seeking only to learn of his origins. Because he was created by unfathomable forces, he is more than a man, and he heals quickly, kind of like Wolverine. In the end, I had thought about the story so thoroughly that I abandoned my original project to write Gods and Dragons, but then I left the story for many months to finish, edit, and publish Cayneian.

After the release of Cayneian, I began reading and tweaking Gods and Dragons, and as it turned out, there was simply no way to cram everything into one book. Now, I think it will likely be four books.

If you’re interested in the history of The Dragon of Time series, you can find a ton of information here.

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This is the Google+ brand page, and you can also grab your free copy of Dragon Slayer. If you aren’t sold yet, please read the excerpt. Thank you.

The Dragon Slayer smiled. A pile of bloody corpses were strewn about the deer pelts covering the stone floor of Zoltek’s palace. Since the guards were dead, and Zoltek had yet to show his face, Scar plunked down on the blackened, wood throne; the seat of power within the walls of Urr. He watched shadows cast by burning braziers dance along the gray stone. An eerie quietude was all that remained of the opposition. Dead men told no tales, but dead Dragons were a different story. A gust of chilly, night air brought forth sparks and crackles from the fires. Scar clicked his tongue.
“Zoltek,” he taunted.
The warrior frowned, crossed his legs, and strained to listen. Only embers chirped when more gusts circulated through the throne room. None of the guards had dared chase the Dragon Slayer into the palace, and inside Urr, Scar had already hacked to bits anyone who wasn’t fleeing for their life. Zmajans were nothing if not fearsome, but the Dragon Slayer was practically invulnerable; such was the blessing of Eternus, the Dragon of Time.
“Think of your son, Zoltek,” Scar yelled. “I killed the little brat when he tried to backstab me. What was his name? Oh, yes, Urdu.”
The fight inside the palace had lasted less than an hour. After charging in, Scar easily mowed down the dark skinned fighters. Their leather armor proved ineffective against the brute’s great sword, a blade forged by Eternus for the specific purpose of slaying Dragons. They tried to fight back with their magic weapons—swords and axes that changed into spinning blades; they were self-propelled saws. Some of the Zmajans, ones with crossbows, turned their weapons into machines that fired bolts at an unprecedented rate, yet the projectiles did little damage. Scar’s newest wounds had already healed over.
“Don’t make me hunt you down like a dog, Zoltek. You’re Zmajan. You are brave, and you are angry. You should come find me and accept my challenge rather than cower in some darkened corner!” Scar goaded. “Come prove to me that Zmaj, the All God, holds you worthy.”
A clanking of metal bled through the vaulted ceiling. Scar looked up. There were still people in there somewhere, but he wanted only to gut Zoltek, take his Dragon gem, and show Zmaj his blade. Capturing all of the Dragons’ souls was his quest, the single reason for his creation, and though Scar detested being ordered around, and by a Dragon, no less, he was still upset over the death of his lover, Ylithia. Such was his wrath, an insatiable thirst for blood.
Killing her attackers in Othnatus had not been enough. Cutting down King Gilgamesh, who commanded them, had not been sufficient, and slaying the Dragon, Kulshedra, had only whet his appetite for Dragon’s blood.
“Zoltek,” Scar called; a constricted tone revealed his intolerance. “It was less than a year ago that you promised me answers. Remember? You hired me to fight for you, to kill Kulshedrans, and in return, you were going to tell me who I was. You were going to ask Zmaj…tell me, have you asked him? Has he told you?”
After having slain Kulshedra, the mercenary’s memories flooded his mind, and so as he sat upon the negus’s throne, taunting him, he knew all too well Zoltek feared the truth. The sound of bare feet coming down stone steps drew Scar from self-reflection. He looked to his right, where a set of stairs led up to private chambers. A thin figure wearing shiny, purple and gold robes descended. Zoltek held a metal staff in his left hand. Its top was a purple gem in the shape of a diamond. Zmaj’s gem, Scar thought. At the base of the stairs, his face shrouded in shadow, the Negus of Usaj glared at the Dragon Slayer.
“I do not fear you, ghost,” Zoltek breathed. His voice was unearthly, something reminiscent of rustling leaves caught in the wind. “You are no one, nothing. Zmaj does not claim you. None of the Gods do.”
“None of the Dragons do,” Scar corrected.
“You are a fool.”
“I owe you for your betrayal,” Scar said and came to his feet.
“I did not betray you. You failed your mission. You killed my son.”
“You lied to me,” Scar growled.
“Never,” Zoltek breathed. “It is not my fault the Gods shun you.”
“Dragons.”
Zoltek struck the ground with the bottom of his staff. It made a strange sound like that of a bell. Scar smiled.
“Tell me, what manner of God speaks only to one man. What manner of God requires a gem for commune?” the Dragon Slayer demanded.
“Why do you even argue? Did you not come here to fight?”
“I need you to know just how foolish you are before you die.”
Zoltek snorted in derision, “You are the fool. You think you killed a Dragon, and now you come into my country and lay my people to waste. Tell me, ghost, you think yourself a hero?”
“No,” Scar heaved. “I think myself the Dragon Slayer.”
With that, he leapt across the room to strike at Zoltek. The Negus of Usaj stepped forwards and lunged with his staff. An arc of purple lightning exploded from the gem and sent the warrior reeling into corpses.
“All that hatred,” Zoltek breathed. “You aim it in the wrong direction, yet I hold Cabazalus, and with it, I will destroy you.”
Scar quickly recovered and attempted a slightly different tactic. First, he snatched a spear from a dead guard. He chucked it then quickly leapt at Zoltek again. Before the spear connected, a web of purple electricity arced off the staff and disintegrated the weapon. By the time Scar closed the distance, the web expanded and remained a barrier between him and his opponent. Steel and magic clashed as muscles tensed.
“Your Dragon magic won’t last,” Scar growled as he struck the barrier with his blade. “Gilgamesh thought Kulshedra would save him, too, but I made quick work of him.”
“Then, Kulshedra is weak,” Zoltek howled in a booming voice that reverberated throughout the keep. “The God of Truth is nothing compared to my God, Zmaj! The All God will reduce you to ashes!”
The web of lightning curled inwards and then wrapped around the Dragon Slayer. It was a sparking sphere of pure energy that blistered his skin and busted the antlers off his helmet. Growling and thrashing, the brute continued to hack at the magic. Realizing that such an approach was useless, he tried to run, and although the energy was bound to his form, he was able to charge his opponent. When they collided, the lightning shot off in various directions. Chunks of stone were knocked from the palace’s walls. Both men were sent to the ground.
Scar came to his feet first. Zoltek was in a crouching position, his face still hidden by his cowl. The Dragon Slayer looked over his wounds and laughed as they healed.
“Your people do nothing but kill, Zoltek. Your Dragon demands it and gives nothing in return.”
“You call this nothing?” Zoltek howled and blasted Scar again with a bolt of energy.
The arc tore through the warrior’s shoulder. He yelled out in pain, but did not falter and charged again. Zoltek stood at the same time Scar’s blade came down. He parried the slash, but it sent the old Zmajan to the ground. His hood slid back, and Scar saw that his color streaked face had been ravaged by fire, or perhaps lightning. The negus pulled the cowl back down, and started to work himself to his feet by rolling over onto hands and knees, but Scar came up behind him and kicked him hard in the backside. The blow made the Zmajan kiss the floor.
“Yes, I call it nothing,” Scar said. “You’ve spent your entire life in servitude. You bend to the wish of a Dragon, and not because you have to, and not because you want to help people, but because you wish only to kill everything around you!”
Zoltek scurried away and tried to stand once more, but the warrior swept his feet out, and the old man rolled onto his side. “Do you not see,” the negus heaved. “Do you not see that if everyone were united under the banner of one God, there would be no more fighting? Why is it wrong to pursue such a dream? Do the others not wish the same? Who made you judge?”
“You wish to unite no one,” Scar spat. “That is why you keep slaves, pillage, raze, and attack. Had Gilgamesh and Donovan not kept you cornered, you would have done worse to other countries.”
“So, where is your allegiance,” Zoltek barked.
From his back, he aimed Cabazalus at his opponent and blasted him with another bolt of lightning. It caught Scar’s sword, and the two marveled at the display. The energy swarmed about the blade like snakes. Little, violet sparks popped off and vanished, leaving thin trails of smoke. Zoltek focused his might and doubled the size of the bolt, but Scar spun and whipped his sword over his head, keeping the lightning from his skin. Once he completed a circle, he stabbed into Zoltek’s belly. The Zmajan cried out in pain, thrashed against the ground, and let go his staff. It rang like a bell again when it struck the hard floor. Wispy crackles of energy sizzled away into nothing.
Scar knelt next to the dying, old man and whispered, “You will not go to Pozoj, and be glad of it. The Dragon uses men’s souls to increase its power. They wish to walk Tiamhaal again and wreak havoc across the land. I have been sent here to stop them.”
“How? Why?” Zoltek coughed.
“Some questions do not have answers,” his tone betrayed grief.
The Dragon Slayer stood upright. He looked down at his foe, who was curling into fetal position. No doubt, his grievous wound was painful. Scar showed mercy and lopped his head off rather than leaving him to suffer. He frowned and shook his head in dismay. At least, that will quench my thirst for vengeance. The rest was just business. He was going to kill the Dragons because if he didn’t, thousands were doomed; killing Kulshedra had been an act of providence, but killing Zmaj was an act of war.
Scar took a knife from his belt, pried the gem out from the top of Cabazalus, and worked it into the second hole in his blade, above the one with Kulshedra’s Dragon gem. Vertigo immediately overtook him. When the spinning subsided, he found himself in Pozoj, the realm of destruction.

Thanks again for taking the time to read the excerpt. Please grab your copy of Dragon Slayer while it is free.

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I certainly want to make money selling copies, but I do care about my fans, and I want them to have my innermost thoughts and predilections. For those of you who are not yet fans, I am trying to snag you now, and hopefully, all of us together, can bring The Dragon of Time series to life by discussing the adventures of Scar and his friends.

Calling all voice actors, voice over artists, and book vloggers!

How would you like to keep doing exactly what you’re doing, not a change a damn thing, and earn more money? Did I get your attention?

You’re brilliant, patient, and have a sonorous voice. You use it to convey emotions. It’s your art that elicits our passion, dreams, and aspirations, and rightfully so, you use your talent to earn a living. This is why I want to call your attention and preface the following information by saying that books are turned into movies, television shows, motion comic books, and video games, all of which need voice actors.

Many of you have YouTube accounts, and you showcase your wonderful talent. Every time you read something, a script, a novel, a short story, a review, anything, you post the video to YouTube, and your channel draws numerous visitors and subscribers.

By utilizing Google AdSense and other third party advertisers, you generate income, and that’s great. Sometimes, you sell your services to companies like Audible, and you perform readings of books, but what if there was an additional way to augment your income, which required absolutely no more work, no more effort, than what you’re already putting into your occupation?

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Peep this reading of The Dragon of Time, Gods and Dragons.

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This book and performance was the winner of a book reading, but what if you had a chance to read this book, any book, out loud and upload it to your YouTube account. Your performance certainly sells that book to interested readers, right? You certainly deserve compensation for your efforts, don’t you? With more videos, you’ll surely get more likes and subscribers to your YouTube channel, and that means more exposure, more income.

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Here’s what I’m doing, and here’s where I want you to participate and earn more money by reading books, performing, selling books, and getting more likes and subscribers to your YouTube channel.

Smashwords books have affiliate referral links on their buy pages. Down at the bottom of the Smashwords page for They Lurk Among Us, Lokians 2, the second book of the Lokians scifi series, you can plainly see a URL, and you can also see that you can earn 25% of the sale.

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Not all Smashwords authors provide such a high referral income, but I do, and sometimes, I offer more than 25%, but never less, so if you perform a reading of They Lurk Among Us, Lokians 2, and people see your performance, and they buy They Lurk Among Us, Lokians 2 through your referral link, you earn a dollar from the sale, and you earn more money than just utilizing Google AdSense.

Now, imagine performing a reading of hundreds of books, books you don’t even have to purchase because you can download free samples of the books, and choose your preferred section to perform. For absolutely no cost, you can download a free sample of any of my books, perform a reading, and place your referral URL in that YouTube video, and then when people buy that book because of your performance, you earn more money.

Easy income, right? Free income from downloading free samples of great books!

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In order to receive your compensation, you just link your Paypal account to your Smashwords account; it’s all free, it’s all easy, it requires no additional work or money, and there are thousands of free stories you can also download and read—all genres; scifi, fantasy, romance, horror.

How much fun would it be to just read stories for a living?

Here’s a link to my page on Smashwords, so that you can see all of my stories, and they are of numerous genres.

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Many of them are free, but if you perform a reading of those titles, and upload your performance to your YouTube channel, you can earn easy money through the ad revenue. Then, to augment your earnings, you can download the free portions of my priced books, and perform those readings, too. Just add the referral URL to your video, and when people buy the book through your link, you get paid.

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No third party software, no pay per click, no extra work or effort, absolutely no cost to you, but you get all the benefits; you get a free story or sample, you get to stretch your vocal muscles, you get to showcase your talents, you get to add videos for more ad revenue, and likes, and subscribers, and you get to enjoy fantasy, scifi, horror, romance, whatever, and you get free money whenever anyone purchases a book through your link.

You can do this for any book you want, but remember that most Smashwords authors won’t be giving you 25% or more of their sales, but even the customary 11% is nice.

Think about it. If you’re already a YouTube hit, everyone will come to view your readings. If you’re not a YouTube hit…yet, you can certainly become one by adding numerous performances—just imagine having hundreds of videos on your YouTube account all from various genres; scifi, fantasy, horror, romance, whatever you want, and so you can showcase your range, and all the while, you earn tons of cash and exposure.

You already love voice acting. You are an actor, a voice actor, and if you so choose, you can showcase your acting talents by staging actual performances with a group of friends—group readings, whatever you want. There are no limits to what you can accomplish with this wonderful opportunity, and we all benefit.

Maybe, you’re not a voice actor. Maybe, you’re just a reader, a lover of the written word, and you enjoy reviewing your favorite books on your book review vlog. You can still earn an income through both Google AdSense and Smashwords referral URLs—affiliate marketing simplified. Like I said, we all benefit.

I benefit because you’re giving me exposure. You benefit because you earn a cut of my profits, you earn more through more ads, and voice actors can certainly land more jobs from the added exposure. To top it off, fans of reading benefit from learning of new material.

If you’d like more information, you can check out this post as well.

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You can also see that more and more people are searching for simplified affiliate marketing—more people are finding ways to earn money by doing what they love, free from the shackles of laborious jobs.

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Look at all the book review vlogs! It won’t be long before all the book review vloggers learn they can earn an actual living by doing what they’re already doing—selling books to consumers by reviewing them in vlog format. I also know people are taking advantage of streaming, so stream some readings, and provide the referral URL on your website, blog, or social media accounts!

Yup, this isn’t just a call to professional, voice actors; this is a call to anyone with a voice, anyone who enjoys reading, anyone who enjoys reviewing, speaking, acting.

Start earning more money today by reading books, streaming, making videos, and making vlogs. It’s your performance, your art, your interest, your passion that sells books, so earn more by doing what you already love, and at no cost, no additional effort.

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