S K Y L A R K I N G: e-books

Showing posts with label e-books. Show all posts

Saturday, November 24, 2012

DID YOU SURVIVE BLACK FRIDAY?

I hope that all of you did. Hope that you didn't get trampled or otherwise injured amidst all the purchasing frenzy. I also hope that if you chose to partake that you were able to score a few electronic items at a vastly reduced price.

Did any of you get a Kindle? Yes? That's good. That's very good.

Might I make a suggestion to you?:

THE MASK OF ETERNITY is exciting Space Opera about a forgotten world, a powerful artifact and a galaxy on the brink of war.

If you have a Kindle you can buy the book for only $4.99. Visit the page and read the prologue and the first two chapters!

It's also available in hardcover and trade paperback!

It is an exciting read and it is well worth your money.

I've been here and there. I've drawn a lot of pictures. I've written a bit, too. I'm not good at this self-promotion thing. Look, you want to know about me? just visit these websites. Okay?
www.mdjacksonart.weebly.com
http://mdjackson.deviantart.com
http://community.imaginefx.com/fxpose/mdjacksons%5Fportfolio

Wednesday, August 8, 2012

THE STAR-STUDDED PLAIN

G. W. Thomas serves up three helpings of Space adventure on the planet Utukku, where the fine sands and constant winds making tracking impossible. Follow Ranger Neely as he chases bad guys and deals with the savage trogs with lazer pistol in hand and his trusty crookback at his side. Science Fiction with a frontier flavor.

Check it our here!

I've been here and there. I've drawn a lot of pictures. I've written a bit, too. I'm not good at this self-promotion thing. Look, you want to know about me? just visit these websites. Okay?
www.mdjacksonart.weebly.com
http://mdjackson.deviantart.com
http://community.imaginefx.com/fxpose/mdjacksons%5Fportfolio

Monday, August 6, 2012

THE MASK OF ETERNITY

I am super excited about this!

I am pleased to announce that THE MASK OF ETERNITY, my first full-length science fiction novel (that is, me writing as Jack Mackenzie), is now available exclusively for Kindle!

THE MASK OF ETERNITY is exciting Space Opera about a forgotten world, a powerful artifact and a galaxy on the brink of war.

Solis DeLacey, captain of the Alpha Centauri Sol Collective vessel Boston, has been sent to a newly discovered world rich in natural resources. But one ship, the Empress Jade and her crew has already gone missing while surveying the planet, dubbed Bounty, and the finger of suspicion is pointing directly to the heart of the Orion Hegemony, the ACSC`s sworn enemy.

DeLacey, her crew and a ship full of scientists find a world teeming with life including the enigmatic natives of Bounty, the Shum. The planet seems like a paradise where life does more than thrive, it excels.

But when they find the wreckage of the the Empress Jade, they also find definitive evidence that the Hegemony was involved in her destruction.

With the arrival of a Hegemony vessel crewed by Da’baa’kh, ruthless, animal-like soldiers, the game changes. The Da’baa’kh are hell bent on finding an ancient treasure – an artifact powerful enough to bring an entire Collective to its knees.

Now DeLacey must discover its secret and defeat her enemies before the galaxy is plunged into total war…
_____________________________________

If you have a Kindle you can buy the book for only $4.99. Even if you don't have a Kindle you can visit the page and read the prologue and the first two chapters!

It's only on Kindle now but eventually it will be available for other e-formats as well as in hardcover and paperback!

I've been here and there. I've drawn a lot of pictures. I've written a bit, too. I'm not good at this self-promotion thing. Look, you want to know about me? just visit these websites. Okay?
www.mdjacksonart.weebly.com
http://mdjackson.deviantart.com
http://community.imaginefx.com/fxpose/mdjacksons%5Fportfolio

Saturday, July 7, 2012

THE DEATHMASTER'S FOLLY

Original illustration for "The Deathmaster's Folly" by M. D. Jackson

"The Deathmaster's Folly" by G. W. Thomas

$1.99 from Smashwords

Sword & Sorcery at 20,512 wrds.

The necromancer Fauston and his apprentice Ramid are off to the wilds of barbaria to work for Baron Brekka, an ambitious lord. Dark magic follows them as they join forces with Bradur, barbarian swordsman, in facing an evil so dark it threatens to claim Fauston's soul.

Series: The Gods Have Left Us series

I've been here and there. I've drawn a lot of pictures. I've written a bit, too. I'm not good at this self-promotion thing. Look, you want to know about me? just visit these websites. Okay?
www.mdjacksonart.weebly.com
http://mdjackson.deviantart.com
http://community.imaginefx.com/fxpose/mdjacksons%5Fportfolio

BODY OF WORK

Original illustration for "Body of Work" by M. D. Jackson

"Body of Work" by G. W. Thomas

.99c from Smashwords

.99c from Kobo

.99c from Barnes & Noble

Cthulhu Mythos Mystery at 4290 wrds.

The book had disappeared and the man who had stolen it was dead. How was he going to make a dead man give up his secret?

Series: The Book Collector and Cthulhu Mythos series

Original illustration for "Body of Work" by M. D. Jackson

Thursday, July 5, 2012

THE CHANGELING'S GIFT

Art: G. W. Thomas -- www.gwthomas.org/gallery.htm

The distant bells of Westminster Abbey tolled suddenly and the sound, wafting over the cold morning air, made Arthur Freeborn stop in his tracks.

"What is it?" Nairn asked. "Do you see something?"

Freeborn shook his head. "The bells. Westminster. Her Majesty and Prince Albert are proud parents once again."

Nairn gave Freeborn a wry smile. "God bless good Queen Victoria. Do those keen ears of yours tell you if it's a boy or a girl?"

Of course Nairn could not hear them, not this far away. Freeborn smiled and then rubbed the tops of his ears in a self conscious gesture, his fingertips trying to rub warmth into the furrowed scars they found there. The scars, which he'd had since childhood, felt the cold December wind quite keenly as it whistled over them beneath the brim of his stovepipe hat.

Nairn squeezed Freeborn's arm in a warm gesture. "We'll have to have a tot of rum at The George in celebration. Once we've found our quarry."

"Indeed," Freeborn agreed. He resumed his course, walking a steady pace, his shoes sinking into the newly fallen snow, his ears and eyes alert for their quarry, a murderer the yellow journals had named the Eastcheap Phantom. It was that pursuit that had brought them to this lonely cemetery near Wanstead.

There were no mourners this morning neither was there any sound that Freeborn could detect other than the tramping sound made by Nairn's boots as he trudged through the snow. Not that Freeborn was expecting to hear anything. Their quarry was a cunning one. He knew how to move silently and swiftly and hide in plain sight from most human eyes. But Arthur Freeborn was a Fey, despite all his attempts to appear human, and he could sense the other's presence and the other was close.

He stopped moving and closed his eyes. He could still hear Nairn moving. Nairn probably thought he was moving quietly, but to Freeborn's sensitive ears the dour former jesuit was lumbering around like a bull. But Nairn was a good man. He had always treated Freeborn fairly, even stood up for him against his fellow constables at the Yard who were prejudiced against him because he was a Fey.

Being a Fey was a secret that Freeborn was never able to keep despite his efforts to look and act like a human. Despite the painful disfigurement that he had put himself through in early childhood to make his ears look normal, Arthur Freeborn could do nothing to disguise his willowy frame, his ethereal manner and his startling bottle green eyes. He could not disguise the softly lyrical quality of his voice, nor could any amount of coloring agent cover up his golden hair. Despite this he had tried to live as a human, but it had never been easy. Even achieving the status of police constable at Scotland Yard had not lessened the prejudice, the taunting nor the outright hate that he experienced daily.

If it hadn't been for Nairn, Freeborn didn't think he would have lasted as long as he had. The kindly ex-priest had been supportive and had sponsored each and every one of his promotions. Rather than being frightened or intimidated by Freeborn's Fey qualities, Nairn had known enough to put them to use in their work. Freeborn's uncanny senses and attention to the most minute detail had put more than one villain behind bars.

Nairn had stopped moving. He had finally noticed Freeborn's stillness and had stood still himself, trying not to breathe too loudly or to interfere with Freeborn's perceptions. Freebornr could still hear his partner's breathing, the ragged wheeze of his lungs that had survived consumption and still worked despite the foul smoke inflicted upon them by Nairn's pipe. He could hear the bustle of daily commerce in the nearby market. He could hear all of these things but he could ignore them all to concentrate upon the one sound, the single noise that should not be there.

It was difficult because his quarry made almost no noise when he moved, seemed not even to breathe. It seemed the Phantom could mask himself completely from attentive ears, but he could not disguise the quiet whisper of a blade as it slid out of a hilt.

Freeborn was able to pinpoint where the sound came from and he sprang into action. Too late he realized that he had made the wrong move.

As fast as Freeborn had sprang, the Phantom had sprang as well, and the Phantom was faster. He felt the other brush past him and Freeborn turned, but too late. The other's blade whistled in the air. Freeborn could only watch, helpless as Nairn's expression registered shock. Nairn's hand went convulsively to his throat and he dropped trying to stop the sudden flow of blood to no avail.

Freeborn froze for a moment only, but it was enough. The Phantom made a dash for stone wall that enclosed the cemetery. There was no chance that Freeborn could catch up with him now and the Phantom knew it. He stopped and stood stock still for a fleeting moment. Human eyes would barely have noticed but it was long enough for Freeborn to get a look at his enemy.

He... no... it was she!... wore a cloak of deep green. Raven hair, darker than the blackest night spilled out from underneath the hood. She wore a leather jerkin and leather breeches. and boots of animal skin. Her flesh bore marks... some sort of tattoo or scarification. Her eyes were darkened like they were smudged with kohl... more tattoos perhaps? Her eyes were white within the dark smudge and they seemed to taunt him. The edges of her crimson stained lips drew up into a smile. She knew he could see her. She had stopped this long just so that he could see his enemy.

Then she moved and faster than Freeborn thought was possible, she was over the wall and gone.

Download the rest of this fantasy adventure for only .99c from Smashwords!

Saturday, June 30, 2012

JESWANA

Jeswana is the younger sister of Ka Sirtago. She is the object of affection for the hapless Poet, Ka Sirtago's closest friend.

But Poet's affections are not returned by Jeswana. In THE GREEN BEAST Jeswana's affections are bestowed upon another. THE GREEN BEAST is now availble for Kindle for only $2.99!.

Wednesday, June 27, 2012

POET

Poet is the boon companion and friend of Sirtago, the Ka of Trigassa. They are like brothers.

Scholarly, erudite and sensitive, Poet is also deadly with his twin blades. He is able to keep his friend out of trouble most times, but when trouble is at hand there is none more fierce than Poet. He is usually able to keep his wits about him and keep Sirtago pointed in the right direction, though a pretty face is likely to distract him.

Poet tends to fall in love easily, but the great unrequited love of his life is Sirtago's sister Jeswana.

In THE GREEN BEAST Poet's heart breaks for the first time (but not the last) as Jeswana's affections are bestowed upon another. THE GREEN BEAST is now availble for Kindle for only $2.99!.

UPDATE: Hey, do me a favor: you don't have to buy it, but do visit the page -- even if you don't have a Kindle you can still visit the page -- and press the like button.

Let me know you did it in the comments and I will offer up a prize of some sort.

Tuesday, June 26, 2012

KA SIRTAGO

Ka Sirtago is a character that I came up with years ago. He is the prince -- the Ka -- of the kingdom of Trigassa. Scarred from birth he is a fearsome sight to behold. He is also selfish, loud, rude and possesses great appetites for gambling, whores and food and drink. Sirtago's bad qualities are tempered only by his childhood companion, Poet. Together they travel the world, having adventures and getting into a lot of trouble along the way.

The stories are sword and sorcery tales written in the pulp tradition of Weird Tales and of authors such as Robert E. Howard and Fritz Leiber. They have thrills and excitement but also a good deal of humour.

I published the first story, The Mark of Gennesh in an anthology called Kings of the Night under the pseudonym Jack Mackenzie. Since then I have published many stories under that name in different magazines and anthologies including four more Ka Sirtago stories.

An all- new Ka Sirtago and Poet adventure, THE GREEN BEAST is now available at Amazon .com exclusively for Kindle.

This is a sword and sorcery novella in the grand old pulp tradition of WEIRD TALES. Sirtago, the prince — the Ka — of the kingdom of Trigassa and his trusted companion, the sensitive and erudite scholar, Poet, travel from Trigassa to the neighboring castle ruled by the enigmatic Baron Ogmund.

But something is rotten in the castle of Baron Ogmund. Sirtago, the lusty Ka of the realm, and his sensitive companion, Poet, are onto a mystery involving a terrible green beast. The creature is killing the fishermen of the local village and the truth is so strange it will call into question everything, even the faithfulness of the Empress, Sirtago’s own mother!

Go to Amazon.com to find THE GREEN BEAST for Kindle for only $2.99!.

UPDATE: Hey, do me a favor: you don't have to buy it, but do visit the page -- even if you don't have a Kindle you can still visit the page -- and press the like button.

Let me know you did it in the comments and I will offer up a prize of some sort.