Everyone remembers the killers. No one remembers the victims. August the 18th stands to change all that.
Comprised of ex-military and off-duty officers who have lost all faith in the constitution, every man of August the 18th has lost a loved one to the fangs of the Pierce Syndicate. With the cutthroat Eliza Christie serving as commander, August the 18th finally takes center stage to cause disruption and destruction in the intricate world of organized crime. This of course, starts with raiding a notorious casino, exposing a corrupt superintendent and rescuing a political prisoner from a Haitian hit squad.
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Available on Amazon Kindle, “The Three Kings of Ybor: August the 18th” stands to leave its readers on the edge of their seats. If there was ever a moment to just jump in the middle of a popular series, this is that spot. The first three volumes of the series lays down the intricate and emotionally heavy groundwork, while this fourth volume hits you with an adrenaline rush of swordfights, gun battles and the delicate political climate that hangs in the balance.
A former U.S. commando turned Syndicate enforcer recounts his first and only mission with the infamous Black Creek Security firm. It’s on this mission that he has the honor to witness the Godfather’s favorite nephew in action.
When a young street tough stabs a nonviolent door-to-door preacher, a small town urban neighborhood becomes infected by several of the most notorious criminals in the world. Continuing with the “Tales of Ybor” stories, this title contains graphic violence and street level language. While “The Godfather’s Sword” revolves around Braden Pierce, the prodigy syndicate enforcer, “Seven Deaths” introduces us to one of the few individuals who can match him in skill and execution. Gavin Hassell is an indiscriminate mercenary who sets his own agenda based on the highest bidder and his own private personal constitution.
It’s Okay If You Don’t Like To Read
By: Rock Kitaro
It’s okay if you don’t like to read. More specifically, its okay if you don’t want to read my work.
As I get further and further ahead in my writing career, more and more I’m bumping into friends and acquaintances who hear of what I’m doing, and wear a look of shame. They usually begin to say things like:
“Ah man, I’ve been meaning to get around to reading that.”
“Dude, there’s not enough time in the world.”
“Oh yeah, thanks for reminding me of that. I’ve been meaning to buy your book.”
“I’m in the middle of it, but things keep popping up that keep me from finishing it.”
Etc. etc. etc.
With a light-hearted smile on my face, I want to tell them that it’s okay if they simple have no interest in reading my work. I didn’t start writing to burden my friends and acquaintances by adding yet another thing that I’m expecting them to do.
Besides, putting myself in their shoes, I know that my style of writing or subject matter might not appeal to them. I don’t write with a focus on prose or clever wordplay. I’m a story-teller who writes clearly and direct as if I’m speaking to you personally. Some people don’t like this. Some people like reading the literary and poetic arrangement of words more so than the story, however pretentious and pointless it may sound.
And if I do write about something that catches your interest and you start reading and get too distracted by something else to want to continue on…Then I take responsibility for that. All that means is that my story wasn’t interesting enough to keep you coming back for more and I need to step up my game. Hmph…and that’s fine. I’ll accept the challenge. All that means is that I have to be more provocative and engaging, connecting with my reader so much to the point that my words hook into their brains, refusing to let them go.