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Tuesday, 14 November 2017

The Colours of Passion

When you are the Tollywood sensation and a heartthrob of every fan of yours, what can possibly go wrong for you?

Hiya Sen lived an luxurious life and being an actress in the Tollywood industry meant, she had her fans in every nook and corner of the city. She was recently married to Manav Chauhan, who is one of the most famous business man of the city and they lived a very happy life until one night.

When she was brutally raped and murdered. As a being high profile murder case ACP Agni Mitra takes up the case and is baffled by the fact that whomsoever he met could be a suspect in the murder of Hiya. Though he managed to nab the culprits, he wasn't able to find out the mastermind behind the murder.

Until this moment I loved the story and had a great opinion that this is going to be interesting story. But I felt as if the story is being dragged and felt as if the author was forcing us to read what happened next rather than me turning the pages.

It was a dead end and I kept on thinking as to why a brake was applied to the smooth pace of the story. My initial thoughts was that there is no point in reading what happened next. It will eventually lead to a cold end. Nevertheless I went ahead with the story.

Now when the ACP, starts investigating the case, he comes across the suspects, but one after the other suspect is being murdered and the case gets complicated than what it was in the first place.

This is where the story again starts picking up the pace and I have to say is an ultimate page turner. It kept me engrossed in the plot and with the suspense building and with so many things happening all that the same time, you will find it hard to keep the book down.

What happened next? Who was the mastermind behind Hiya's murder?

The story is inevitably one of the best in the crime and thriller genre. Initial impressions of the book wasn't great but once you get past the so called pre-assumptions of what will happen next, you will be unhappy with the fact that you were completely wrong about your assumptions.

Get your hands on the book the moment you find it in the book store and I can assure you that you will be thrilled by the end of the story.

I received a copy from Writersmelon in exchange for an honest and unbiased review.


Thursday, 2 November 2017

The Blue Unicorn’s Journey To Osm

About the Book:
“The metal horned unicorns are doomed!” That’s
what Lauda Lead Horn wailed when she first saw the tribe’s new savior. OK, so
his horn was not metal. . .and he did not have a magic power. . .and he was
really a puny little runt. But doomed? Were things really that bad? 


Well, things were pretty bad in the land of
MarBryn. Magh, an evil sorcerer utilized unicorn horns and hooves to create his
magical potions and spells. Those he used, to increase his power and to conquer
everyone in his path. All of the unicorns from the Tribe of the Metal Horn were
now gone . . . except for twelve survivors. 


Before the blue unicorn was born, Numen told
Alumna, the aluminum-horned oracle, that he had a plan to bring the tribe back
home to Unimaise. His prophecy was, “Only the blue unicorn can join with the
Moon-Star. Until then, no new unicorns will be born.” Blue was the last unicorn
born. Twenty years later, his horn was still covered with a plain blue colored
hide. There was not a glint of metal to be seen on it or his hooves. And he
still didn’t have any magic. But he was no longer scrawny and he had his wits.
Though no one else in the tribe thought he had a chance, Blue felt ready to
make Magh pay for his evil deeds. And he went off to do it alone. That was
Blue’s first mistake. If the entire tribe was not standing horn-tip to horn-tip
at the proper time and the exact place to help usher the Moon-Star Spirit into
Blue’s horn, he would die. Then, the rest of the tribe would really be
doomed. 


Readers will follow along two journey paths in
this book. Blue is joined in his travels by his mentor Gaiso, the Stag and his
friend, Girasol the Firebird as they try to find their way across a
danger-filled MarBryn to Muzika Woods. The rest of Blue’s tribe is forced to
follow another route due to Nix Nickle Horn’s unfortunate incident with a
Manticore. Nix, the great unicorn defender must safely lead the way for Ghel,
the Golden-Horned unicorn; Silubhra Silver Horn; Cornum the Brass-Horned
unicorn; Steel Horned Style; Cuprum the Copper-Horned unicorn; Tin-Horned
Tinam; Dr. Zinko; Iown the Iron-Horned unicorn and the others in an action
packed adventure to their destination in Muzika Woods. Both journey paths
converge there in the Nebulium Circle.




About the Author:
I'm Sybrina. . .. .
.Just one of millions of wannabe author/singer/songwriters out there but I
hope, after reading or hearing my books and songs, you'll think my
contributions to the world have as much value as any other famous artist out
there today. 


Fame is all in being in the right place at the right time but at least with the
internet and venues like this, all of us have opportunities to share our
creativity with the world. I'm so happy that I am able to share my works with
you. That is awesome!


The books I’ve written span a wide range between illustrated picture books,
coloring books and YA novels to technical and how-to books. If you’re so
inclined you can read a little bit about the inspiration for each one below.


My latest effort is
“The Blue Unicorn’s Journey To Osm. It is a book I started writing 30 something
years ago and never finished. At the time, it was meant to be an epic fantasy
along the lines of novels written by Tolkien, Piers Anthony, Ursula K. Le Guin
and other amazing fantasy writers. I’ve pulled out my notes, dusted off the
outline and began rewriting and expanding upon the 50 pages I had began. This
story is now available as an Illustrated Book for teens and older readers in
full color and in black and white, too. The black and white version is a
"Read and Color" book. Read a chapter, then color the following
pages. How fun is that? There is also a picture book for pre-schoolers called
Unicorns From Unimaise - The Magical Metal-Horn Trobe. A longer version of the
chapter book will soon be available as an Illustrated Novel with a companion
glossary called, The Marbryn Compendium. All of the fantastic fantasy
illustrations are by Dasguptarts. There is also a companion coloring/character
description book, edited by Calyie Martin. It will introduce potential readers
to the myriad of characters, places and things in the story.












Tuesday, 24 October 2017

Adventues of Farland


In the pursuit to greatness, you have to be creative, innovative and should be able to tell stories which will sell itself. You just need to play with your imagination to give it the shape, that captures a person's attention.

And once you have added all the elements to that cooks up a great story, you are on the right path to achieve everything that you have ever dreamt of.

Mira had heard about the Farland but never knew that it existed, until one day she got an invitation from the Princess to attend the New Moon Party. On the way to the Farland she met many magical creatures like the Starman, Windman, Saltman, mermaids and many more of them.

But when she reached Farland, Queen of the Witches had attacked Farland and had embarked on a journey to free the Dragon of Underhill. If the dragon is freed, it will destroy everything in Farland.

Now Mira, has to make some quick decisions to save Farland from the atrocities of the Witch.

What will she do?

Will she be able to communicate with the Princess before it is too late?

Continue reading to find out what happed next.

Adventures of Farland has all the element of imagination, creativity and innocence that will instantly connect with the kids reading the book. Its a fairy tale that every child would love to hear as his/her bedtime stories. The story could have been a bit longer and I felt that there should have been a little more twist, which would have added more flavor to the story.

What I loved about the story is that it was simple and the characters in the story justified their roles. Overall the story plot was good and it is a must buy book for kids.

Thursday, 12 October 2017

Children's Classic Stories Volume I - Retold by Aniesha Brahma

About the Book:

This gorgeous treasury of ten classic stories is guaranteed to delight and entertain young children, bringing the magic of traditional stories to the new generation of children. Aimed at 8-12 year olds, each favourite fairy tale or story has been sensitively retold for young readers.

The series 'Children's Classic Stories' contains total 100 stories in 10 volumes. The stories in this collection show the consequences of greed, pride, and vanity, but also tell of the love that grows from a kind heart and a cheerful nature.



Volume 1 includes the following stories:

01. Little Red Riding Hood

02. Cinderella

03. Hansel and Gretel

04. Sleeping Beauty

05. Snow White and Rose Red

06. The Emperor's New Clothes

07. Rumplestiltskin

08. The Wise Little Girl

09. Goldilocks and the Three Bears

10. Rip Van Winkle



About the Author:



Aniesha Brahma knew she wanted to be a writer since she was six years old. She was schooled in Dolna Day School and went on to pursue B.A., M.A., and M.Phil in Comparative Literature from Jadavpur Univeristy. She currently lives in Kolkata, with her family and five pet cats. She is the author of All Signs Lead Back to You, When Our Worlds Collide, The Guitar Girl and The Secret Proposal. She compiled and edited the 10 volumes series, 'Children's Classic Stories' with love and great efforts.



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Friday, 15 September 2017

The Age of Kali

★.•**•.★ Soul Warrior Book Blast ★.•**•.★ 
15th to 17th September, 2017


The Age of Kali is a series of mythic fantasy novels by international bestselling novelist Falguni Kothari. The first book of the series, Soul Warrior, introduces readers to a fictional law-governed Cosmos made up of heavenly, demonic and human realms and its protagonist, Lord Karna, the legendary guardian of the Human Realm, who is coerced into training six godlings into demon hunters against a rising demon army. The series arc interlocks into a war of domination between the Light and Dark forces of the Cosmos and the race to control the one soul capable of total cosmic annihilation, demi-god Karna's and Draupadi's secret child.


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Praise for Soul Warrior:

"A beautiful exploration of fantasy and mythology, Soul Warrior (The Age of Kali) is the latest release from Falguni Kothari and by any stretch of the imagination she’s delivered an awesome story. Rich, enchanting, evocative, she effortlessly blends an ancient Indian epic and South Asian mythology with grace and quiet elegance to create the canvas upon which her miraculous world finds form.... Beautifully written and enviably imaginative, Soul Warrior proves an exemplary example of Fantasy Fiction. Definitely deserving of your attention it is recommended without reservation!"

   —Book Viral 


"I loved the writing which... hit that nice spot between being evocative and descriptive and still keeping the story moving....It has a huge cast of fascinating characters, a deep and rich world and definitely something I’m interested in following."

   —Fangs for Fantasy 


"I loved the way Ms. Falguni has shown an eye for the details scattered throughout the novel.... Will I recommend this book? Oh yes, and be assured you will grab the next one too just to know more about the Soul Warrior."

   —Global Asian Times 


"The plot is intriguing, much in the tradition of a modern thriller.... Precisely sketched and nuanced with quirky detail, the characters enrich the story they inhabit.... The vibrant characters in the multi-hued setting are the stuff superhero animation films are made of. Soul Warrior engrosses and enthralls. A thumping good read, I would say."

   —Of Prose and Poetry blog 



Read an Excerpt:




SHUNYA: NOTHING AND EVERYTHING


Kuru Kshetra Battlefield.

        Day 17 of the Great Kuru War, seven thousand five hundred years ago.



Death is hot.


That surprises me. I’d imagined death as cold and brutal. Merciless. But in truth, death is hot as blood, and constant like a heartbeat.


Thrum. Thrum. Thrum. My lifeblood ebbs to the rhythm. My head ripped from its torso by Anjalika, the arrow of death that burns even now with the energy of the sun. Struck from behind like some novice. Felled in battle by that lily-livered usurper the Heavens smile upon—Prince Arjun. Brother Arjun.


What have I done?


I harness the thought. Cease all reflection and wrench free of my mortal body. I soar up, up into the gloaming, snapping the ties that tether me to life. Dead, I have no use for ties.


“A matter of perspective, Karna, O son of my godsire.” The unearthly words strum through the air, and I quiver like a plucked bowstring, overcome as much by the voice as its blasphemous claim. 


“Bonds of devotion nourish the soul, brother.”


There is that word again. Brother. Unpleasant laughter wells up in me. Alive, I am abandoned, denied my birthright—Celestial or royal. Death, it seems, changes everything.


A bright, nebulous light brings forth Lord Yama, the God of Death, atop his divine mount. His elephantine thighs ripple beneath a silken dhoti, ochre and crimson of color, as he guides the mammoth water buffalo to a halt. An iron medallion sways against the God’s powerful cerulean torso, its center stone an ethereal blood orange.


Hypnotic. Pulsing with life. I am drawn to the stone.


“Piteous waste,” Lord Yama mutters, surveying the carnage of war far below us.


I trace the trajectory of his gaze and behold the battered remains of my army drenched in the evidence of its mortality. Is it true? Have we died in vain?


Words form inside me and I will them out. “Shall we go, my lord?”


“Ha! Impatient to be judged, are you? Anxious to have your fate revealed?” asks the Judge of the Hell Realm. His red-black eyes burn with intelligence and compassion in a blue-tinged face that is long and lean and hard. “Rest easy, brother-warrior. You are not bound for the Great Courtroom.”

Not bound for Hell? Where then? Fear has eluded me for so long that I take a moment to recognize it. 


A hollow-bellied feeling it is, as annoying as a bone stuck in my throat.


“My lord, I have done bad deeds…terrible deeds in my life. I have waged wars, this horrendous bloodshed, and all because my pride could not—would not abide rejection. I have sinned. I must atone for my actions.”


Lord Yama smiles in a way I do not like. “You have redeemed yourself admirably, Karna. You forfeited your life for the greater good today. The deed far outweighs any misguided ones. Be at peace, brother, and enjoy the fruits of your karma.”


There is but one place to enjoy such fruits—the Higher Worlds.


I’d rather burn in Hell for eternity. I say so. “I won’t live amongst the Celestials.” Coexisting with the very souls who’ve spurned me is unthinkable. Watching her—for she would surely reside in Heaven soon—will be eternal torture.


Yama shakes his head, the horns on his crown slashing to and fro. “I thought you might say that. Relax. Your destiny lies elsewhere.”


“Am I to be reborn then? Am I to begin a new life, and forget the past?” Pain, sharp as a blade, lances through me at the thought. Forget my past? My family? Even her? Was that my punishment? To forget all that made me human?


It must be so. For have I not betrayed them as surely as I’ve betrayed my prince regent?


“Human rebirth is not your destiny, either. You are chosen, brother. Your war skills are needed for a higher purpose.” The God slips off his mount, his garments rustling in agitation. “This unjust war has pushed the Cosmos to the vortex of a cataclysm. Tomorrow, the Kuru War will end. Fearing its outcome, the Celestials rolled the Die of Fate and have unwittingly bestowed on Demon Kali untold powers.” Lord Yama bares his fangs in disgust at the foolish gamble. “Imagine the havoc that asura and his minions will wreak on the weak if left unchecked. The Human Realm must be safeguarded during Kali’s dark reign.”


I can imagine the horror only too well as I have battled with evil all my life. But I am done with wars. 

I am done with defeat. I won’t waste another lifetime fighting.


“With due respect, my lord, I am not the man for this task.”


“You are not a man at all,” Yama thunders, fists shaking. “You are the son of Surya, the Sun God. Accept that you are no ordinary soul.”


I say nothing. I think nothing. I feel something but I squash it down.


Lord Yama’s thick black brows draw together. “Demon Kali will try to pervade every particle of good that exists in the Cosmos, beginning with the corruptible Human Realm. Once he obliterates all of humanity, he’ll set his sights on the Celestials. Kali will not stop until he’s destroyed our way of life. But you can stop him. You are light to his darkness. Do you understand now why you had to betray him? Your beloved humans need you, Karna. I need you. Our father believes in you. Claim your rightful place in the Cosmos.”


Impatiently, Lord Yama removes the iron medallion from his neck and holds it out. The vermillion sunstone glows as if its soul is on fire. Nay! It is my soul that is on fire.


Indescribable energy curls through me. I gasp, though not in pain. I shudder and feel myself grow large, grow hot. Was this rebirth?


I am strong, full-bodied and lethal once more. Then I roar as light bursts forth from my very core and I throb with glorious, blinding power. When I come to myself, my world has changed again. Bubbles of color shimmer all around me: cobalt and saffron, azure and rose. By karma! They are souls. Infinite floating souls.


“Behold the spectrum of life: the worthy, the notorious, the righteous and the sinners.” The God of Death’s soul was a worthy sapphire blue with a tinge of silver. “Your duty, should you choose to accept the office of the Soul Warrior, is to hunt down the red-souled asuras and crush them. Whatever you decide, I wish you a long and successful Celestial existence, Karna,” Yama booms out and vanishes into the purpling sky.


The parley has stunned me. The world of color holds me in thrall. I was dead. Yet, now I am not. A new path lies before me. Unwanted, unwelcome, I insist on principle. I close my eyes. Open them to stare at the medallion cupped in my hand—a golden-hued hand at once familiar and not—and know myself for a fool. I do want this. It’s what I am.


Bastard-born. Rebel. Son. Husband. Father. Warlord. And protector. I fist the talisman, buoyed by its concrete warmth. This is who I am.


I am the Soul Warrior.



About the Author:


Falguni Kothari is a New York-based South Asian author and an amateur Latin and Ballroom dance silver medalist with a semi-professional background in Indian Classical dance. She’s published in India in contemporary romance with global e-book availability; Bootie and the Beast (Harlequin Mills and Boon) and It’s Your Move, Wordfreak! (Rupa & Co.), and launches a mythic fantasy series with Soul Warrior (The Age of Kali, #1)

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