Hi, !
I hope you had a wonderful Thanksgiving! I focused a lot on gratitude this week and the things I'm grateful for. I am so thankful for the world we live in that allows us to communicate and share great stories together even from a great distance. I feel so blessed to be able to publish my books this year, even in the midst of a pandemic. Thank you for reading and for helping my stories come to life ❤️
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Okay, guys, no more excuses! If you haven't read Twisted by Time yet, grab it now! It'll be on sale from Nov 28 to Dec 2, so hurry before the deal ends!
I DARE YOU TO HATE MY BOOK.
I know. Pretty ballsy of me to say. But I have over 20 4- and 5-star reviews on Amazon. I haven't yet crossed that author milestone of getting my first nasty review.
So go ahead! Give it a shot! I dare you to hate my book and give me a scathing review. It'll be fun 😂
More Freebies!
Since it's Black Friday weekend, I have a lot of freebies for you to take advantage of, along with my own promotion! Make sure to take advantage while you can! 😊
New Fantasy Reads!
For ten years, Nefari Ashcroft, princess of the Shadow Kingdom, has hidden. For ten years, she’s endured the memory of everyone she’s lost. Half the shadow people are dead, the other half are enslaved, and her once prosperous kingdom is nothing but an elaborate mass grave.
Now, dark magic has allowed the Queen of Salix to wreak havoc on the realm; wraiths hunt from the sky, the harvestmen march across the land, and the bone criers pick apart the flesh of the corpses left behind.
Four years ago I made a terrible mistake; I trusted the Supernatural Bureau of Investigation. And they destroyed everything.
They killed Connor, the only man I have ever loved. They ruined the alpha who had given us both a home when we were nothing but kids trying to survive on the streets of London. And to save my own life, they left me no choice but to run.
Ellen was sure of one thing…
… she was headed for hero school. .
Too bad heroes aren’t born, they're shaped by Government Academies, and this one just classed her a sidekick.
Senior year was supposed to be the best part of high school. I planned to skate by and figure out what I wanted to do with my life— but the universe decided for me.
I was promised to some evil witch coven before I was even born. Thanks, Mom. To make it worse, I develop the ‘sight’, which is the snooty way of saying I can see things normal humans can’t. Like my dad’s ex-employee turning into some freakish jaguar-man. Trust me, you don’t want to see what I’ve seen.
More Great Reads
Happy reading!
R.L. Perez
Fantasy Author
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