Bumper eBook Giveaway this weekend! Do you want one?

As part of a big change in the way I distribute my books, I have 3 available FREE this weekend (29 August – 2 September) on Amazon: Ordo Lupus II: The Devil’s Own Dice, Too Bright the Sun and Attack Hitler’s Bunker!

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Ordo Lupus II: The Devil’s Own Dice is going up in price to $2.99 straight after the sale.

Cliff Roberson Documentary + Competition to Name 60s Toys!

A very brief post this week because I am so busy writing the climax to Ordo Lupus III!

Honorary Cliff Robertson Documentary

If you haven’t made your donation yet to get a documentary made about the Academy Award Winner Cliff Robertson (Peter Parker’s Uncle in Spider Man) hop on over to the Facebook page and like it: https://www.facebook.com/cliffrobertsonhonorarydocumentary For as little as $5, you can get your name in the credits of the film!

In the meantime, here is something from Stephen Thompson, who is masterminding the project:

You know that Cliff had plenty of serious roles, but did you know that he had terrific comedic timing too? Check out this SNL commercial he did, on “The Car for Crazy People”
Cliff Robertson Spoof Advert

 

Competition to Name 1960s Toys and Win my eBooks!

toy 1

toy 1

 

If you name this toy, name four more to win any of my forthcoming eBooks!  Go here to enter.

Sneak preview of Ordo Lupus III: what do you think?

Here is the second preview of Ordo Lupus III, the as yet untitled third and final book in the series. I hope you like it. Please comment because your feedback is valuable to me.

Ordo Lupus III

Copyright © 2014 by Lazlo Ferran

All Rights Reserved.

We reached the street above the Street of the Salt Sellers and turned into it. Some way along it, Guillaume pointed to a small outcrop of rocks to the left.

“That courtyard. The entrance should be in there.”

Two Roman guards stood guard outside a heavy iron grill in a courtyard.

“Now what?” Hugo asked.

“I can deal with this easily,” I whispered. “Give me a few moments.”

Directly above the iron grill was a rock-face, perhaps thirty feet high but slightly to the nearside was a ledge only ten feet above the two guards. What was more, I could see an easy way to reach the ledge. Within minutes, I was in place and then leaped down on the nearest guard in dog form. I tore his throat out before he could react. The other guard had a one hand full of figs and the other raised to his mouth, He was too shocked to do anything but drop the figs and reach for his sword. I was upon him well before it left its sheath.

“No! No! No!” was his eloquent protest when my canines penetrated his neck. I transformed back to my usual self, my fangs still immersed in his warm blood. I tasted a sample before dropping him to the ground.

“Later!” I whispered. “It’s been a long time since I tasted the blood of Rome.”

I waved to the others and John’s keen eyes saw that the way was clear. Unfortunately, the guards kept no keys but a big heave with the hilt of a sword hilt broke the chain around the grill.

We’re in!

Every second man drew a torch, made from oil-soaked cloth wrapped around a short staff. They lit them to light our way. From a pouch, Guillaume drew out a tattered piece of parchment and checked his bearings in the flickering torchlight. Ahead of us the tunnel opened up. You could see where large, rectangular blocks of white limestone had been hewn from the cave’s walls, ceiling and floor, leaving an uneven surface like an old pavement.

“This way!” he announced, afterwards muttering, “If nothing has changed!”

He led us south, into a vast chamber perhaps 350 feet wide, and on into a series of low tunnels.

“What are we looking for,” John asked Guillaume. “Can I see the diagram?”

We huddled round as the knight held up the parchment.

I saw three diagrams and some text. From left to right, I saw: a snake wrapped around a staff underneath what looked like a twelve-pointed star around an eye; a crude depiction of six soldiers carrying a body wrapped in a sheet, with a crucifixion cross as background and a diagram showing a tunnel complex. Centrally placed, underneath the three diagrams was the single Hebrew word, ‘ישוע.’

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So what do you think? Answers on a postcard please.

Competition: Can you name the 1960s toy?

To tie in with my recent series on Memories of the 1960s, I am running a competition. It won’t be easy but then my books are worth it! Name all five of the following correctly and win a free eBook of any of my published novels. Entries close at midnight GMT Sunday, 5 October 2014. Please comment with your entry to claim your prize!  There is a bonus object to win 2 eBooks!

1.

toy 1

toy 1

 

 

(car manufacturer and type)

 

 

 

2.

toy 1

toy 1

 

 

(car manufacturer and type)

 

 

3.

toy 3

toy 3

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

4.

toy 4

toy 4

 

 

(car manufacturer and type)

 

 

 

 

 

5.

toy 5

toy 5

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Note: For all toy cars, I don’t want the toy manufacturer but only the manufacturer and type of the real car.

 

 

BONUS!

If you can name this gem (not actually a toy but close) as well, you win 2 eBooks!

 

item 6

item 6