Tuesday, November 28, 2017

Press Release of Seventh Dimension - The Prescience: A Young Adult Fantasy, Book 5

CONTACT: Lorilyn Roberts, Ph: 352-359-6941

Seventh Dimension Series Wins Twenty-Ninth Award
Seventh Dimension – The Prescience, a Young Adult Fantasy, Book 5,
New Release

GAINESVILLE, FL—November 24, 2017—The Prescience takes the reader on a time travel adventure to the first century where the protagonist experiences an apocalyptic battle that transcends dimensions.

“When I began writing The Prescience, I was diagnosed with breast cancer,” says Lorilyn. “My own scare with cancer was as much an apocalyptic battle as penning the words to this book. I hope the Seventh Dimension story captures the underpinnings of God’s redemptive work in a world at the crossroads of heaven and hell. We’ve all been there in one form or another.”

Awards for the Seventh Dimension Series include the following:  Literary Classics Book Awards, USA Book Awards, National Indie Excellence Award Winner, International Book Awards Finalist, Readers’ Favorite Awards Winner, Best Indie Book Award, Florida Authors and Publishers Association Award Medalist, Global eBooks Award Winner, Best Book Awards Finalist, Shelf Unbound Notable 100 Award Winner, Book Excellence Award Winner, BooksAndAuthors.com Winner, INDIEFAB Book of the Year Finalist, New England Book Festival Honorable Mention, New York Book Festival Honorable Mention, Great Southeast Book Festival Runner Up, Grace Awards Finalist, Selah Awards Finalist, and Book Goodies Best Cover Contest Winner.

The Prescience, Book 5, $14.95, ISBN 978-1-9760745-1-6

Author, speaker, Lorilyn Roberts, www.LorilynRoberts.com, has appeared on Discovery Channel’s Monsters Inside Me and blogs regularly at http://LorilynRoberts.blogspot.com


Wednesday, November 22, 2017

Seventh Dimension - The Prescience - Black Friday Bargain Extended at 99 cents, just released

I'm so excited to have The Prescience published. I wrote it while battling breast cancer and there were days writing anything was completely exhausting. Sometimes I think God gives us our dreams so that we look beyond our pain, our suffering, and we see hope, we see goals, we see things God puts on our hearts. It's so easy to doubt, so easy to quit, but I'm thankful God helped me to finish it.

This book will probably be one of my favorites because I know the only way I was able to complete it is because God gave me the strength to do it. So now He gets the glory.

If you would like to purchase, here is a link to Amazon Kindle. 99 cents on Kindle till 12-8, and $14.95 as a print book. 

Friday, November 10, 2017

New Book Release by Annie Douglass Lima - Enjoy this Excerpt fromThe Student and the Slave

Excerpt 8

In this excerpt, Bensin, who has been searching for a job, receives an offer from a gang member.

“Bensin, you’ve got some great martial arts skills. I assume you’ve looked into working at a gym?”
Bensin froze, his second forkful halfway to his mouth. Another gang member?
Garrett chuckled at his expression. “Yeah, I saw you tangle with those Silverheads last week. Wasn’t sure I’d ever have the chance to congratulate you, but then I recognized you in here a few minutes ago. Well done. Most people don’t get away from them unscathed, especially when they’re outnumbered that badly.”
“Thanks.” Bensin took another bite. What is up with gang members finding me? “But yeah, the gyms around here were the first place I looked, and nobody’s hiring.”
“Pity. If you wanted a less traditional way of putting your skills to work, though, I’ve got connections.” The man grinned.
“I’m not interested in joining a gang.”
“We don’t really think of ourselves as a gang in the usual sense of the word. More like a group of friends out to right wrongs and stop the bad guys.”
“The bad guys? You mean the Silverheads?”
“That’s them.”
“And you Corner Creepers are so much better than them?” Bensin challenged. “You don’t steal or kill or anything, huh?”
Garrett glanced around and lowered his voice. “Kill, no. Well, not on purpose, anyway. I will admit there have been a few accidents over the years, but they’ve all involved Silverheads during street battles, never civilians. And they’ve taken out more than their share of our people. They’re not as careful as we try to be.”
“Really?” That’s probably exactly what they would say. “So how do you make your money?”
“I have a legitimate job, actually. A lot of us do. And most of what we bring in on the side goes to finance our little operations, not line our pockets or fill our hair with shiny metal.” His voice dripped with scorn.
“Yeah, well, I’m not interested in bringing in money on the side through illegal means.” Bensin twisted up another forkful of pasta. “I’ll find a real job or nothing.”
“Do you have any idea of the kinds of things the Silverheads are involved in?”
“Yeah, they told me. Don’t worry, I’m not going to join them either.”
“Ah, so they tried to recruit you too? Figures.” Garrett chuckled. “Anyway, we don’t do anything like that. The only things we quote-unquote steal are from the Silverheads themselves. Their stupid hair decorations; their ill-gotten gains. That’s it. And as I said, almost all the money we get from them goes toward helping to thwart their illegal and unethical activities. You wouldn’t have to keep any profit if your conscience bothers you about it. But we could sure use your fighting skills on our side.”
“I told you, I’m not interested.” Bensin set his fork down. “If that’s what buying me lunch was all about, then I’m sorry, but you’ve wasted your money.” He pushed the rest of his meal away. “I guess I’m not as hungry as I thought.”