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The Kinless Trilogy is nigh!
Tomorrow is the big day for The Kinless Trilogy in audio!
All three of the books drop simultaneously on Audible, Amazon and iTunes so if you want to be one of the cool people and say you pre-ordered it before release.. Now's the time!
I'm so excited to get this series into people's hands(ears) and see it take off.
I'm excited to hear what people think of Kevin T Collins' narration, and their thoughts on the epic.
Thank you to everyone for their support. Now, back to writing, and finishing up the last minute preparations for the arrival of my brand new kiddo!
The Wrath of the Orphans
The Motive for Massacre
The Echoes of Sin
All three of the books drop simultaneously on Audible, Amazon and iTunes so if you want to be one of the cool people and say you pre-ordered it before release.. Now's the time!
I'm so excited to get this series into people's hands(ears) and see it take off.
I'm excited to hear what people think of Kevin T Collins' narration, and their thoughts on the epic.
Thank you to everyone for their support. Now, back to writing, and finishing up the last minute preparations for the arrival of my brand new kiddo!
The Wrath of the Orphans
The Motive for Massacre
The Echoes of Sin
Ambryn is here!
If you're an audio book junkie, then get excited.
Ambryn & the Cheaters of Death, is here. Narrated by James Foster, and featuring the dragon of death in Sin City, Ambryn should give you a solid week of excitement.
Ambryn & the Cheaters of Death
http://www.audible.com/pd/Sci-Fi-Fant...
Enjoy it, and let me know what you thought in the reviews!
Ambryn & the Cheaters of Death, is here. Narrated by James Foster, and featuring the dragon of death in Sin City, Ambryn should give you a solid week of excitement.
Ambryn & the Cheaters of Death
http://www.audible.com/pd/Sci-Fi-Fant...
Enjoy it, and let me know what you thought in the reviews!
Letters from Selva, Ep 3
Episode 3
Sure is Pretty Here
18 August 163 GA
Hi Mom & Dad,
Can you read this? Because I'm sending this from SELVA!
Yes, you read that right. Your son is sending you a letter not from Pacifica, or Ares, or Sota, or even Phoenix. Selva. Not a moon, but a whole planet.
I can't describe the feeling. It's transcendent.
We've only just landed.
The planet itself is warmer than Pacifica but a little drier. It doesn't rain in the afternoon here as it does at home. The sun is scorching, and the grasses in the endless fields inland are bleached yellow. On the peninsula we landed near there is a jungle denser than anything you can imagine. The expeditionary marines will be going into it daily to collect samples for us. We would do it ourselves, but it's still too unknown and thus too dangerous. Not to mention sealed exosuits are limited in supply, and if we ruin any it's a big loss.
Makes me think about the terrorists, and how they said there aren't enough supplies to go around. I mean, if we don't have enough spare suits… should we even be here?
Don't worry though. I know that sounds frightening, but I'm safe. The air is breathable here. The suits are to protect us from microbes and bacterias, and all the little microorganisms here. We don't know how they'll affect us. We have scientists working around the clock in habitats that were dropped to the surface trying to rule out deadly infectious agents, and I'm confident we'll be okay. We took what felt like a thousand inoculations on Ares before leaving, and that should've provided us with a safety barrier against almost anything.
Provided there isn't anything TOO alien and strange here.
There are massive insects that roam the inland fields. They are the size of freight cars, and are reminiscent of grasshoppers. I guess that's the most alien thing we have here. So far.
I have been given a tremendous gift, being here. To be among the first people to set foot on a new world, and brave its unknowns? To explore it, and define it, and make it safe for the future? Truly blessed.
Of course I need to get back to work. Right now my habitat is being set up so I'm providing labor with the marines. We're unloading the two freighters and getting everything triaged, so to speak. There'll be a town here, with a landing field, and phone service, and solar power eventually. Could be years, but it'll come.
Once we figure out how to manage the strange magnetic interference here, and how to transport things long distances without flying. (magnetic field messes with aviation electronics, I'm told) Nothing flies here. No bugs, no birds, nothing.
Trains could do it maybe. Or cars. We'll be able to build more cars.
The world is open for us to explore, and the more we explore, the better it will be. We'll dig mines for metals we haven't had since Earth, we'll build farms that grow food enough for all four moons, we'll harvest, and we'll have families, and build homes, and keep living the human dream.
And I get to be a part of the very beginning of it, just like the first explorers who set foot on Phoenix, 163 years ago.
Of course, you're likely to be more excited about the fact that I've been talking with one of my colleagues. Her name is Sarah, and we get along very well. She reminds me of you, mother, and in the best ways. I don't know if she can make borscht, but I'm willing to make sacrifices.
Well, I gotta go. The marine lieutenant I'm working under for the afternoon will probably kill me if I don't get my suit back on and get outside to help. Or worse yet, he'll draft me into his unit permanently.
Tell Charlotte I love her, and that one day, I'll invite her to visit me at my mansion here on Selva.
Love and miss you all,
-Anatoly
Sure is Pretty Here
18 August 163 GA
Hi Mom & Dad,
Can you read this? Because I'm sending this from SELVA!
Yes, you read that right. Your son is sending you a letter not from Pacifica, or Ares, or Sota, or even Phoenix. Selva. Not a moon, but a whole planet.
I can't describe the feeling. It's transcendent.
We've only just landed.
The planet itself is warmer than Pacifica but a little drier. It doesn't rain in the afternoon here as it does at home. The sun is scorching, and the grasses in the endless fields inland are bleached yellow. On the peninsula we landed near there is a jungle denser than anything you can imagine. The expeditionary marines will be going into it daily to collect samples for us. We would do it ourselves, but it's still too unknown and thus too dangerous. Not to mention sealed exosuits are limited in supply, and if we ruin any it's a big loss.
Makes me think about the terrorists, and how they said there aren't enough supplies to go around. I mean, if we don't have enough spare suits… should we even be here?
Don't worry though. I know that sounds frightening, but I'm safe. The air is breathable here. The suits are to protect us from microbes and bacterias, and all the little microorganisms here. We don't know how they'll affect us. We have scientists working around the clock in habitats that were dropped to the surface trying to rule out deadly infectious agents, and I'm confident we'll be okay. We took what felt like a thousand inoculations on Ares before leaving, and that should've provided us with a safety barrier against almost anything.
Provided there isn't anything TOO alien and strange here.
There are massive insects that roam the inland fields. They are the size of freight cars, and are reminiscent of grasshoppers. I guess that's the most alien thing we have here. So far.
I have been given a tremendous gift, being here. To be among the first people to set foot on a new world, and brave its unknowns? To explore it, and define it, and make it safe for the future? Truly blessed.
Of course I need to get back to work. Right now my habitat is being set up so I'm providing labor with the marines. We're unloading the two freighters and getting everything triaged, so to speak. There'll be a town here, with a landing field, and phone service, and solar power eventually. Could be years, but it'll come.
Once we figure out how to manage the strange magnetic interference here, and how to transport things long distances without flying. (magnetic field messes with aviation electronics, I'm told) Nothing flies here. No bugs, no birds, nothing.
Trains could do it maybe. Or cars. We'll be able to build more cars.
The world is open for us to explore, and the more we explore, the better it will be. We'll dig mines for metals we haven't had since Earth, we'll build farms that grow food enough for all four moons, we'll harvest, and we'll have families, and build homes, and keep living the human dream.
And I get to be a part of the very beginning of it, just like the first explorers who set foot on Phoenix, 163 years ago.
Of course, you're likely to be more excited about the fact that I've been talking with one of my colleagues. Her name is Sarah, and we get along very well. She reminds me of you, mother, and in the best ways. I don't know if she can make borscht, but I'm willing to make sacrifices.
Well, I gotta go. The marine lieutenant I'm working under for the afternoon will probably kill me if I don't get my suit back on and get outside to help. Or worse yet, he'll draft me into his unit permanently.
Tell Charlotte I love her, and that one day, I'll invite her to visit me at my mansion here on Selva.
Love and miss you all,
-Anatoly
Letters from Selva, Ep 5
Locked In, Blood Everywhere
5 October 163 GA
I am, I was, covered in blood. I don't…
The rock bugs. There are many of them. There must have been a colony in the peninsula, and we disturbed it. They've been coming out of the jungle up the hill towards the colony for what seems like weeks. The marine snipers were killing them off, and as they grew bolder the major in charge of the marines moved the one tank we have over towards the peninsula. They started shooting the big tank gun when more than one beast came out of the tree line. The sound of the heavy rail gun going off… like a hole being ripped in the sky. It vibrates your chest and….
But a couple days ago…
These things charged through the grasses with the rock bugs;
But some of them were different. Bigger, stronger… mutated. The marines had formed a defensive line. Sandbags, the tank, plus the armored vehicles they used for transport. The little ones… they're faster. And savage. Jumping and stabbing. They moved so fast…
I don't know how many marines died. Most of them. Maybe all. I think some of the first expeds might've gotten away. I think I saw some of them crawling in their black armor, but I can't be sure. So much happened so fast.
The grasshoppers in the plains? I don't know how, or why, but some of them joined in. Big as city buildings they used their legs to pick up the real boulders and throw them. Just like catapults from the old-Earth history books. More accurate though. Much more destructive too.
Behind them all were another species. Something… something in charge. Larger than a man, and smart. And… I don't know how to describe it.
They could… excrete something. Spit it. And whatever they spit on… it changed. Mutated. I watched it happen to the bugs they led, and when they broke the marine lines and got inside the colony, I watched it happen to the marines.
This is what their spit did to the little ones:
I watched it happen to us.
But faster. So much faster.
The change in the alien flesh came slow, like a log burning in a fire. But human bodies changed like kindling coated in petrol. Immediate, and horrible.
Carapaces grew, arms spouted claws and faces grew eyes. In seconds friends became mindless savages and… I can't draw what they look like. I just can't.
Sarah and I happened to be near each other when it happened. I won't lie, I searched her out. She had a broken leg from a giant rock thrown by the grasshopper monsters. I had to carry her. We're locked inside the botany lab with everything powered down. There are seven of us. I don't know how long we'll be in here. I don't know who will rescue us. I can hear screaming outside.
The fleet won't return for months and the marines are all dead.
Tell Charlotte...
None of you are never going to get this letter, are you?
-Anatoly
5 October 163 GA
I am, I was, covered in blood. I don't…
The rock bugs. There are many of them. There must have been a colony in the peninsula, and we disturbed it. They've been coming out of the jungle up the hill towards the colony for what seems like weeks. The marine snipers were killing them off, and as they grew bolder the major in charge of the marines moved the one tank we have over towards the peninsula. They started shooting the big tank gun when more than one beast came out of the tree line. The sound of the heavy rail gun going off… like a hole being ripped in the sky. It vibrates your chest and….
But a couple days ago…
These things charged through the grasses with the rock bugs;
But some of them were different. Bigger, stronger… mutated. The marines had formed a defensive line. Sandbags, the tank, plus the armored vehicles they used for transport. The little ones… they're faster. And savage. Jumping and stabbing. They moved so fast…
I don't know how many marines died. Most of them. Maybe all. I think some of the first expeds might've gotten away. I think I saw some of them crawling in their black armor, but I can't be sure. So much happened so fast.
The grasshoppers in the plains? I don't know how, or why, but some of them joined in. Big as city buildings they used their legs to pick up the real boulders and throw them. Just like catapults from the old-Earth history books. More accurate though. Much more destructive too.
Behind them all were another species. Something… something in charge. Larger than a man, and smart. And… I don't know how to describe it.
They could… excrete something. Spit it. And whatever they spit on… it changed. Mutated. I watched it happen to the bugs they led, and when they broke the marine lines and got inside the colony, I watched it happen to the marines.
This is what their spit did to the little ones:
I watched it happen to us.
But faster. So much faster.
The change in the alien flesh came slow, like a log burning in a fire. But human bodies changed like kindling coated in petrol. Immediate, and horrible.
Carapaces grew, arms spouted claws and faces grew eyes. In seconds friends became mindless savages and… I can't draw what they look like. I just can't.
Sarah and I happened to be near each other when it happened. I won't lie, I searched her out. She had a broken leg from a giant rock thrown by the grasshopper monsters. I had to carry her. We're locked inside the botany lab with everything powered down. There are seven of us. I don't know how long we'll be in here. I don't know who will rescue us. I can hear screaming outside.
The fleet won't return for months and the marines are all dead.
Tell Charlotte...
None of you are never going to get this letter, are you?
-Anatoly
Colony Lost has arrived
COLONY LOST has arrived.
Seven hundred fifty years ago, human colonists left Earth and settled on the moons of the distant gas giant Ghara.
Civilization has flourished on Ghara’s fertile moons, but humanity’s drive to colonize and explore is still strong. Detecting plentiful mineral resources and a rich abundance of alien life on the nearby planet of Selva, the Gharian Colonists mount a dangerous expedition. Young newlywed marines Dustin and Melody will find themselves put to the ultimate test as they forge a way through fierce magnetic storms into an unknown and utterly alien world.
Tensions mount at home, as not all of the colonists support this mission and its high cost of resources, and many are outright hostile towards the Marines and scientists who are setting out to colonize the new world.
As the peace the four colonies have shared for almost 200 years starts to fracture, what the expedition finds on Selva might very well be the worst thing humanity has ever dealt with.
If you are one of the first 25 reviewers on Amazon, you will be entered into a random drawing for a signed proof copy of the novel.
Colony Lost
Kindle: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B073TQBMWH/...
Print: https://www.amazon.com/dp/1548449733/...
Seven hundred fifty years ago, human colonists left Earth and settled on the moons of the distant gas giant Ghara.
Civilization has flourished on Ghara’s fertile moons, but humanity’s drive to colonize and explore is still strong. Detecting plentiful mineral resources and a rich abundance of alien life on the nearby planet of Selva, the Gharian Colonists mount a dangerous expedition. Young newlywed marines Dustin and Melody will find themselves put to the ultimate test as they forge a way through fierce magnetic storms into an unknown and utterly alien world.
Tensions mount at home, as not all of the colonists support this mission and its high cost of resources, and many are outright hostile towards the Marines and scientists who are setting out to colonize the new world.
As the peace the four colonies have shared for almost 200 years starts to fracture, what the expedition finds on Selva might very well be the worst thing humanity has ever dealt with.
If you are one of the first 25 reviewers on Amazon, you will be entered into a random drawing for a signed proof copy of the novel.
Colony Lost
Kindle: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B073TQBMWH/...
Print: https://www.amazon.com/dp/1548449733/...
Resurrections has released in audio!
Narrated by James Anderson Foster, this collection of my own short stories spans almost 20 years of work.
From game developer days to features set in Adrian's Undead Diary, Elmoryn and The Reemergence the stories of Resurrections cover the gamut of all things I like to write.
Please check the book out on Audible, Amazon or iTunes, and leave a review to let me know what you think.
Resurrections; A Short Story Collection
https://www.audible.com/pd/Sci-Fi-Fan...
From game developer days to features set in Adrian's Undead Diary, Elmoryn and The Reemergence the stories of Resurrections cover the gamut of all things I like to write.
Please check the book out on Audible, Amazon or iTunes, and leave a review to let me know what you think.
Resurrections; A Short Story Collection
https://www.audible.com/pd/Sci-Fi-Fan...
Fyelrath is here!
Now in audio, sexy as can be:
https://www.amazon.com/Fyelrath-Coven...
Hugs and kisses from The Other.
https://www.amazon.com/Fyelrath-Coven...
Hugs and kisses from The Other.
Are you wanting a teaser
Because over on Patreon, for free, you can see the cover of The Dealer of Hope.
Seems cool.
https://www.patreon.com/posts/im-just...
Seems cool.
https://www.patreon.com/posts/im-just...
Happy Adrian Day!
Guess who's out today?
The Dealer of Hope, y'all!
Adrian forgave himself. The undead have been banished and he's accepted the love of friends, family, and some strangers. He's started a better life.
Bastion grows day after day as pilgrims come to put down roots near the vaunted Trinity. Crops are growing, babies are being born, supplies are being salvaged, restful dreams are being had, and there's even talk that the government is surfacing to reform.
All his problems should be getting better now, right?
But some battles begin after the last shot is fired.
They call themselves The Northern Valley Cooperative.
Adrian's known about them for years. Always on his fringe, never in his face, they built a fortress out of a ski resort, and brought everyone near them to heel. And now, with winter bearing down on Adrian's world, the NVC is marching south.
Are they friends, or are they foes?
Either way, Adrian's got a loaded gun on his hip, and he's surrounded by people he'd die for.
He just might.
The Dealer of Hope contains Adrian's Journal entries from September 21st, 2013 through November 30th, 2013. It also contains the side fictions, Desperation, Junkyard Dogs, Strange Bedfellows, No One's Home, A City Laid Asunder, and One Last Hurrah.
Order that bad biznatch here:
Audiobook/Kindle:
https://amzn.to/2NGo883
Or in Print:
https://amzn.to/2JQan4B
ANnnnnnndddddd..
The Other Side has just released in audio format!
$5, or one credit for the novella plus short story.
https://amzn.to/2NH0wjA
Thank you so much for being a part of the #Ringfamily, everyone! Enjoy release day!
The Dealer of Hope, y'all!
Adrian forgave himself. The undead have been banished and he's accepted the love of friends, family, and some strangers. He's started a better life.
Bastion grows day after day as pilgrims come to put down roots near the vaunted Trinity. Crops are growing, babies are being born, supplies are being salvaged, restful dreams are being had, and there's even talk that the government is surfacing to reform.
All his problems should be getting better now, right?
But some battles begin after the last shot is fired.
They call themselves The Northern Valley Cooperative.
Adrian's known about them for years. Always on his fringe, never in his face, they built a fortress out of a ski resort, and brought everyone near them to heel. And now, with winter bearing down on Adrian's world, the NVC is marching south.
Are they friends, or are they foes?
Either way, Adrian's got a loaded gun on his hip, and he's surrounded by people he'd die for.
He just might.
The Dealer of Hope contains Adrian's Journal entries from September 21st, 2013 through November 30th, 2013. It also contains the side fictions, Desperation, Junkyard Dogs, Strange Bedfellows, No One's Home, A City Laid Asunder, and One Last Hurrah.
Order that bad biznatch here:
Audiobook/Kindle:
https://amzn.to/2NGo883
Or in Print:
https://amzn.to/2JQan4B
ANnnnnnndddddd..
The Other Side has just released in audio format!
$5, or one credit for the novella plus short story.
https://amzn.to/2NH0wjA
Thank you so much for being a part of the #Ringfamily, everyone! Enjoy release day!
The Last Resort!
The Last Resort is here.
The zombies have been banished for almost a year now, and Adrian Ring's greatest threats are starvation, and strangers.
He can feed both problems away, but a full belly doesn't always lead to trust.
With the Northern Valley Cooperative shored up as allies, the future looks bright for Adrian and his family at Bastion. They've added tanks, machine guns, a helicopter, and a hundred trained National Guardsman to their assets on hand.
But why is Adrian so uneasy?
Why are the refugees from overseas coming in such large droves? Why are they so hungry, and afraid? Why are they so happy to find the Trinity on foreign shores?
Because they left the scourge behind.
At least, they thought they left it behind.
Humanity's plague returns, and when it does, alliances old and new are put to the test, and the world is upended yet again.
The Last Resort contains Adrian's Journal entries from December 3rd, 2013 through June 7th, 2014. It also contains the side fictions, Steve Goes to the City, The Only Easy Day, The Last Plane out of Kandahar, The Citadel, Terrible Things in Your Name, and Just Me.
Order the print version today: https://amzn.to/2AzT3zk
Pre-Order the Kindle for tomorrow: https://amzn.to/2SuuPNK
Enjoy.
-Chris
The zombies have been banished for almost a year now, and Adrian Ring's greatest threats are starvation, and strangers.
He can feed both problems away, but a full belly doesn't always lead to trust.
With the Northern Valley Cooperative shored up as allies, the future looks bright for Adrian and his family at Bastion. They've added tanks, machine guns, a helicopter, and a hundred trained National Guardsman to their assets on hand.
But why is Adrian so uneasy?
Why are the refugees from overseas coming in such large droves? Why are they so hungry, and afraid? Why are they so happy to find the Trinity on foreign shores?
Because they left the scourge behind.
At least, they thought they left it behind.
Humanity's plague returns, and when it does, alliances old and new are put to the test, and the world is upended yet again.
The Last Resort contains Adrian's Journal entries from December 3rd, 2013 through June 7th, 2014. It also contains the side fictions, Steve Goes to the City, The Only Easy Day, The Last Plane out of Kandahar, The Citadel, Terrible Things in Your Name, and Just Me.
Order the print version today: https://amzn.to/2AzT3zk
Pre-Order the Kindle for tomorrow: https://amzn.to/2SuuPNK
Enjoy.
-Chris
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