Mikey Campling http://mikeycampling.com Author Mon, 23 Apr 2018 11:09:55 +0000 en-GB hourly 1 http://handbuiltweb.com/ A podcast on writing, self-publishing and being an indie author. Mikey Campling clean Mikey Campling mikeycampling@gmail.com mikeycampling@gmail.com (Mikey Campling) Copyright - Mikey Campling A Podcast by Mikey Campling Mikey Campling http://mikeycampling.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/04/podcast-mc.jpg http://mikeycampling.com TV-G Weekly 62915195 Exclusive Snippet – Prison Quest – a GameLit LitRPG Adventure http://mikeycampling.com/exclusive-snippet-prison-quest-a-gamelit-litrpg-adventure/ http://mikeycampling.com/exclusive-snippet-prison-quest-a-gamelit-litrpg-adventure/#comments Mon, 16 Apr 2018 14:31:05 +0000 http://mikeycampling.com/?p=5815 Prologue He sits at his desk and flexes his fingers before pulling the keyboard toward him. Today is going to be the day. The solution to the problem is fixed in his mind. He’s been working on it all night, turning ideas over as he lay awake, testing his plans and looking for flaws. And […]

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Prologue

He sits at his desk and flexes his fingers before pulling the keyboard toward him. Today is going to be the day. The solution to the problem is fixed in his mind. He’s been working on it all night, turning ideas over as he lay awake, testing his plans and looking for flaws. And now he is ready.

He begins to type, the code flowing easily from his fingertips: side quests, levels, characters, points. It’s all there, fully formed. It’ll work this time for sure, he tells himself. He’s finally figured out how to smuggle his modifications into the system, piece by piece, without alerting the system monitors.

But there’s only so much he can do. He can’t make it too obvious or the company will have his balls for breakfast.

He hits the return key and stares at the screen, taking in the beauty of his handiwork. “That’s one hell of a thing,” he tells the empty room. “Cleanest code I ever wrote.”

His fingers hover over the keyboard, then he types the final command:

execute

The screen goes blank, the system icon whirls for a second, then the blinking cursor returns.

He allows himself a grin. Not a single error report. That has to be a record. He stands and pats the top of his monitor. Nothing to do now but wait. He’s done his best. The pieces are all in place. Now all he needs is someone brave enough to make the first move. Brave enough, smart enough, and tough enough. This isn’t going be easy, and it’ll take a special person to get through to the end. A very special person indeed.

Chapter 1

Cody ran down the deserted corridor, her heavy boots slamming hard against the steel floor, the sound bouncing from the metal walls and echoing all around her. Trickles of sweat streaked down her cheeks, and in seconds the over-zealous air-conditioning turned her perspiration to chilled lines. But Cody hardly noticed. It was always cold in the headquarters of the Vortax Corporation. Cold and soulless. Every surface was clad in spotless stainless steel, and every breath she took was filtered, chilled, and dehumidified: the servers needed it that way. And like every other employee, Cody had been given a simple message on her first day: What’s good for the servers, is good for Vortax.

That’s why this is dynamite, she told herself. This is it. This is the break I’ve been waiting for. Her heart fluttered against her ribs. Her boss had to pay attention this time. He had to listen. And then maybe, if she played her cards right, he’d reconsider her application and let her try out for V Division. Cody pictured herself in the V Div black body armor and the rugged helmet over the distinctive dark goggles. She could almost feel the reassuring weight of an assault rifle in her hands. A shiver ran through her, and this time it wasn’t the air-con.

She jogged to a halt outside her supervisor’s office and snatched her ID card from her pocket. The smooth plastic card almost slipped from her fingers, but she held it tight and smacked it against a black panel set into the wall. The panel flashed green, and with a faint hum, the door slid sideways.

Cody squeezed in through the gap before the door was fully open. “Sir! I think—”

But her supervisor did not even look up from his desk. He simply held up a hand to cut her off and went on with his business, reading something on the huge monitor that stood on his desk.

Cody stopped short and held her tongue. But not for long. “Mr. Chalmers, sir. I really think you should listen. It’s important.”


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Pic of the day March 25, 2018 at 10:15PM http://mikeycampling.com/pic-of-the-day-march-25-2018-at-1015pm/ http://mikeycampling.com/pic-of-the-day-march-25-2018-at-1015pm/#respond Sun, 25 Mar 2018 21:43:12 +0000 http://mikeycampling.com/?p=5801 Any man who would be a knight, follow a king, follow me! #Excalibur #York #blog #writersofinstagram From Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/p/BgwsvUOBMo-/

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Any man who would be a knight, follow a king, follow me! #Excalibur #York #blog #writersofinstagram
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Pic of the day March 16, 2018 at 12:43PM http://mikeycampling.com/pic-of-the-day-march-16-2018-at-1243pm/ http://mikeycampling.com/pic-of-the-day-march-16-2018-at-1243pm/#respond Fri, 16 Mar 2018 15:59:04 +0000 http://mikeycampling.com/?p=5798 Whee! New cover for The Wall – my #scifi book at 99cents and you can read it free on kindle via #kindleunlimited or #primereading https://buff.ly/2pmqShp #blog From Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/p/BgYnAUBneE9/

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Whee! New cover for The Wall – my #scifi book at 99cents and you can read it free on kindle via #kindleunlimited or #primereading https://buff.ly/2pmqShp #blog

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Snippet – WIP – Fortress 47 – a LitRPG / GameLit Novel http://mikeycampling.com/snippet-wip-fortress-47-a-litrpg-gamelit-novel/ http://mikeycampling.com/snippet-wip-fortress-47-a-litrpg-gamelit-novel/#comments Mon, 12 Mar 2018 16:26:52 +0000 http://mikeycampling.com/?p=5787 Here's a snippet of a work in progress (WIP) – this is from a LitRPG / Gamelit novel I'm working on with author Saffron Bryant. I hope you enjoy it, but please remember that this text hasn't had it all the usual spit and polish just yet. Also, this isn't a complete chapter – just […]

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Here's a snippet of a work in progress (WIP) – this is from a LitRPG / Gamelit novel I'm working on with author Saffron Bryant. I hope you enjoy it, but please remember that this text hasn't had it all the usual spit and polish just yet. Also, this isn't a complete chapter – just a taster. Thanks.

Chapter 2

The last of the winter sunlight was fading away, and Cody was watching the clock on her tablet, counting the remaining seconds of her shift. At first, she didn’t notice the armored truck approaching the parking lot, but the deep, throaty growl of its engines alerted her, and she looked up in time to see the matt black truck nosing forward, the automated barrier rising to allow it through. Must be a delivery or a pick up. Security trucks arrived every day, shifting valuable equipment or taking sensitive data to be destroyed, but when the truck swung smoothly across the parking lot she narrowed her eyes. What the hell is that thing doing here?

This was no security truck, but a BEAR—a tactical support vehicle favored by SWAT teams and the military—and it was turning up on Cody’s watch.

“We’ll soon see what this is all about,” Cody muttered. She pocketed her tablet and marched across the lot, on a path to intercept the vehicle. But the truck skirted the edge of the lot and ground to a halt directly outside the main entrance. Cody picked up her pace, and she didn’t slow down until she stood beside the truck. She hadn’t seen anyone step down from the vehicle, so she had to assume the driver was still inside, but the truck’s windows were heavily tinted and well above eye level, so it was impossible to see inside the cab. Cody looked along the vehicle, surprised to see no badge or identifying marks, then she took out her tablet and checked the delivery schedule. “That’s weird,” she murmured, because there was nothing: no pickups or deliveries for the rest of the day.

She kept her eyes on the cab and walked around to the front of the truck, then she held up her tablet and activated her scanner. There was a heavy clunk as someone opened the truck’s passenger door, and Cody stepped back, ready for anything. But when she saw the man clambering down from the cab, she faltered. Wearing a well-cut business suit over a dazzling white shirt, the man would’ve looked more at home in a Bentley rather than a BEAR,  but even so, he had the relaxed poise of someone who was accustomed to being in charge. He buttoned his jacket as he walked toward her, and when he spoke, his voice was deep and commanding: “There’s no need to scan this vehicle. We’re authorized to be here.”

Cody hesitated. “I’m sorry, sir, but you can’t leave your vehicle in this area—it’s for emergency services only.”

The man slid his hand inside his jacket, and when Cody tensed, her reaction seemed to amuse him. “Relax,” he said. “I’m just getting my ID.” He held out a card bearing the Vortax logo, and when Cody read the man’s details, she stood to attention, her eyes wide.

“I’m sorry, Colonel Banks, sir,” she said. “I wasn’t expecting anyone from V Division.”

The colonel pocketed his card and looked Cody up and down. “That’s understood. You’re doing your job, and we’d appreciate it if you’d let us do ours.”

“Of course, sir.” Cody’s mind raced. This could be a great opportunity, a chance to make a great impression on someone from V Div. But you couldn’t just sandbag a full colonel, could you? Cody cleared her throat. “If there’s anything I can do to help, Colonel, please let me know. In the meantime, I was wondering if I might—”

Banks didn’t give her the chance to finish. “Thank you, but it’s best if you go about your business as usual. We’ll be out of here as soon as we can, and that’s all you’re authorized to know.”

“Yes. I understand. Sorry to have kept you, Colonel.” Cody stood still, waiting to be dismissed, but the colonel was already walking away. He climbed back into the BEAR’s cab and slammed the door without a backward glance.

I was just a glitch in his day, Cody thought. An irritating interruption to be dealt with. She took a breath and exhaled loudly, then she headed back across the parking lot. The day had gone just about as badly as it could, but at least it was almost the end of her shift.

She took out her tablet and checked the time, and that was when she saw the notification on the screen: a new message. Her mood brightened. Perhaps it was Joseph, getting in touch to apologize for earlier. But when she opened the message, her smile disappeared. It was from Chalmers. A few terse sentences:

Milbourne – it seems you sent a parking fine to an official visitor from the State Department. Come and see me in the morning. And the guy covering the next shift phoned in sick, so you’d better cover for him. Stay put until I can find someone to take over. And no more tickets unless you check with me first.

“No,” Cody groaned. “This can’t be happening.” But the implication of Chalmers’ message was clear: If she wanted to stand a chance of keeping her job, she had to do what she was told without complaint. She had no choice.

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SFF Promo – 3-4 March 2018 Only http://mikeycampling.com/sff-promo-3-4-march-2018/ http://mikeycampling.com/sff-promo-3-4-march-2018/#respond Sat, 03 Mar 2018 11:40:28 +0000 http://mikeycampling.com/?p=5779 I thought you might like to know that I'm taking part in this great SFF promotion this weekend (3-4 March, 2018). There are 100 books listed according to category, so it should be easy to find something you'll enjoy, and at that price, who could ask for more? If, like me, you're snowed in, throw […]

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I thought you might like to know that I'm taking part in this great SFF promotion this weekend (3-4 March, 2018). There are 100 books listed according to category, so it should be easy to find something you'll enjoy, and at that price, who could ask for more? If, like me, you're snowed in, throw another log on the fire then take the time to curl up with a good book and launch yourself into a world of fantasy or science fiction. Many of the books are available on several stores, and the links for each store are clearly shown.

Here's a link to the promo page – I hope you enjoy a leisurely browse through the books: 99c SFF Promo 3-4 March 2018

PS: When you click through to the promo, eagle-eyed browsers may spot the wrong year in the url of the promo page – it's just a typo and nothing to worry about.

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Snippet – Work in Progress – SF Humor – Chapter 1 http://mikeycampling.com/snippet-work-progress-sf-humor-chapter-1/ http://mikeycampling.com/snippet-work-progress-sf-humor-chapter-1/#comments Mon, 26 Feb 2018 20:15:53 +0000 http://mikeycampling.com/?p=5710 This is a snippet of my work in progress (WIP in writerspeak), and it's here in its raw and unedited form, so please bear that in mind. Most people don't share first drafts, but I'm awkward, so this is here particularly for members of readers' group, The Awkward Squad. I hope you enjoy this snippet, […]

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This is a snippet of my work in progress (WIP in writerspeak), and it's here in its raw and unedited form, so please bear that in mind. Most people don't share first drafts, but I'm awkward, so this is here particularly for members of readers' group, The Awkward Squad. I hope you enjoy this snippet, and I really hope it makes you smile. Please leave comments in the comment box below, and play nice with the other commenters. Thank you.

For more of this kind of nonsense, why not join the Awkward Squad? Here are the details – you get free stuff too!

NB: This piece contains cursing including F bombs, so if that will spoil your enjoyment, please don't read it. Thanks.

Chapter 1

Brent Morris opened his eyes and reached for the gun beneath his pillow. His bedroom, normally lit only by the intermittent scarlet glare from the neon bar room sign below his window, was bathed in an eerie green glow. The alarm clock? Brent's fingers closed around the polished steel butt of his old fashioned pulse pistol. He'd had an alarm clock once upon a time, but now there was only a hunk of molten plastic on his nightstand. He'd had a difference of opinion with the timepiece over the intricacies of the daylight saving system, and the thing hadn't glowed for a while; not since the flames went out anyhow. Brett closed his eyes. Green glow—so what? It was probably just his comm-set letting him know it was still switched on, or maybe it needed recharging. Again. The damned thing ate through carbon credits like they were going out of fashion. He let go of his pistol and rolled over onto his back, trying not to think about his next carbon bill. And someone cleared their throat.

Brent sat up straight, one hand reaching below the pillow. Where the hell was his pistol? He'd had it just one second ago. How could it be gone?

The alien standing beside Brent’s bed was good at his job. He’d been well trained, and he was prepared to handle this type of situation with tact, diplomacy, and if necessary, lethal violence. In his opinion, this particular scenario required an audible clue to break the ice. He coughed politely. “Excuse me, but are you looking for something?”

“What the hell does it look like I'm doing?” Brent demanded. “Ah, what's the use?” He stopped searching and eyed the alien. The creature was a Gloabon: tall, at least six feet four, and humanoid with the usual compliment of arms and legs. Its head was roughly egg shaped, the bald dome of its smooth skull catching the glow from the computer tablet the creature held in its hand. But at least this Gloabon was fully clothed, decked out in a pristine blue flight suit, the tight material emphasizing its angular body. Brent hated it when they showed up naked; it was enough to put him off chorizo for life. “So, what do you mean by busting in here in the middle of the goddamned night? What do you want?”

The Gloabon grinned, its pale lips pulling tight, revealing a row of pointed white teeth. “Honored Earthling, my name is Rawlgeeb, and I'm pleased to say that tonight, I shall be your abductor.”

Brent groaned. “Not again.” He patted his hand across the cluttered surface of his nightstand, receiving only a small electric shock from the ruins of his digital clock, then his fingers closed on his wallet. He flipped it open and held it up for the alien to see. “Take a peek at that, asshole, then get the hell out of my apartment and don't come back.”

Rawlgeeb leaned forward, craning his neck, the wrinkled skin growing tighter as his cervical vertebra extended. “Very impressive. Keep it up and you'll soon be able to claim a free hot beverage of your choice.”

“What?” Brent rifled through his wallet, flipping through its array of plastic card holders. “Wrong damned card.”

“Oh, I don't know,” Rawlgeeb offered, retracting his neck. “I was quite impressed. You only need six more stamps and then you'll have your reward. Just think of it—cappuccino, latte, flat white. The choice is endless.” He rubbed his hands together. “I'm rather fond of a double ristretto.”

Brent gave him a side-eye. “I thought you, erm, beings, couldn't drink coffee.”

“Technically we're not supposed to,” Rawlgeeb said, a hint of sadness in his voice. “I mean, caffeine is a potent hallucinogenic for us, but it's the taste I can’t resist. And the aroma. Ah, a fresh roasted blend from Kenya or Costa Rica or Brazil—there's nothing like it.” He shrugged. “It's a shame it drives me out of my mind. The last time I had a moccachino, I was convinced I was being chased by a dog. I've never run so fast in my life. Three days solid. By the time the effect wore off I was in the place they used to call Nebraska.”

Brett grunted. “Same thing happened to me.”

“Really?”

“Sure, except substitute coffee for bathtub bourbon, and Nebraska for a Norwegian fishing boat en route the Newfoundland colonies.”

“And the imaginary creature? What was chasing you?”

“The dog was real, all right. A three-headed German shepherd. And on the other end of its leash was a nasty little lowlife from Epsilon Three who’d somehow got the impression I'd stolen his wife.”

“And had you?”

Brent shrugged. “How the hell would I know? Weren't you listening when I told you about the gin?”

“Bourbon,” Rawlgeeb corrected.

“Bourbon, gin, how would I know what color it was.”

“But the details of a conversation are very important,” Rawlgeeb said, sounding affronted. “I always listen very carefully. It's part of my job. You see, not everyone picks up on the local idioms, but I've made a study of it. I'm on the second year of my advanced soap opera course. And I was the highest in my cohort when we went through the level three sitcoms.”

“Bazinga,” Brent drawled.

Rawlgeeb raised his eyebrows. “We covered the Big Bang Theory in kindergarten. I'm afraid I never really enjoyed it.”

“You and half the western hemisphere,” Brent said distractedly. “Ah, here it is. It got stuck down behind my skimmer license.” He pulled a plastic card from the wallet and brandished it triumphantly. “Read it and weep, my friend.” He leaned forward, extending his arm toward Rawlgeeb. “Just don't do that thing with your neck again, all right? Gives me the creeps.”

Rawlgeeb inclined his head to read the card. “Association of Galactic Investigators. I see.”

“Good, so you can tick the box and put me down as immune from abduction, then you can head on out and pick on some other poor sap, okay?”

“Ordinarily, yes.”

Brent frowned. “What's the problem? Which part of immunity don't you understand? Go on, get! Vamoose! Scram!”

“That won't be possible I'm afraid,” Rawlgeeb said, pulling a gleaming metal band from his breast pocket. “You see, that is a perfectly nice AGI card, although I must say the photo doesn't do you justice, but—”

“But nothing! I'm a member and that's an end to it. So goodbye. It's been swell, really it has. We must get together for a drink sometime. Heck, maybe I'll buy you an espresso and you can take a trip to Crazy Town for the weekend, but you have to get the hell out of my apartment and let me sleep. Right now!”

Rawlgeeb took a step closer, towering over Brent. “As I inferred, I recognize your AGI card, but unfortunately for you, it expired last Tuesday, so as of now, you are fair game.”

Brent fumbled for his bedside lamp and flicked the switch, then he turned the card around in his hands, studying both sides. “Oh for fuck's sake!”

“Quite so,” Rawlgeeb said, stretching the metal band between his hands, his long fingers stroking its lustrous surface. “Now, in order to optimize your abduction experience, what kind of cabin would prefer for the duration of your stay with us—probing or non-probing?”

Brent paled. “What?” He shook his head. “I mean, you can’t be serious. I'm AGI. I must've made a mistake on the renewal, that's all. I've been with the AGI for six years. You can't just—” He broke off suddenly as Rawlgeeb leaned over him and moved the metal band far too close to Brent's throat. “Wait! What the hell is that thing?”

“Just a precaution,” Rawlgeeb said. “Now, you didn't answer my question.” He chortled under his breath. “Of course, all the cabins are probing. That was just my little joke. I came up with it after studying an episode of Friends in our Academy of Human Interaction, although I can never quite get the intonation correct.”

“No, neither could Matt Le Blanc.”

Rawlgeeb froze. “How can you say that? He was my favorite. His double entendres were perfect.”

“In this academy of yours, did they by any chance show you Joey?”

“Of course not.” Rawlgeeb regarded Brent with a weary frown. “You know, we may take people from their homes and families then subject them to an agonizing series of brutal experiments before implanting radioactive probes in the back of their necks, controlling their minds and ultimately driving them to madness followed by a lingering death, but we're not sadists.”

“Of course not. Silly of me.” Brent smiled. “There’s just one more thing I need to tell you before we go any further.”

“Certainly. Our aim is to make the abduction process as smooth as possible.”

“Then you won’t mind this.” Brent took his hand from beneath his sheet. “What do you say to that, Rawlgeeb, my friend?”

Rawlgeeb tilted his head to one side. “I say that it looks like you have a pulse pistol. However, I’d like to draw your attention to this.” He cleared his throat, his extendible neck rippling, and then flipped his tablet computer around to show the screen to Brent.

Brent narrowed his eyes and read:

Our employees have a right to work in an environment free for harassment, bullying, verbal abuse, and violence. The Gloabon Council of Terra operates a zero tolerance policy in this regard, and any violation of these conditions will result in legal action including fines and detention.

“Yeah, good luck with that,” Brent said, raising his pistol. “I’m afraid I have a policy of my own. There’s no abduction, no Gloabon Council bullshit, and definitely no probing.”

Rawlgeeb sniffed. “I see.” He straightened his spine. “Then I’m afraid you give me no choice.” He tapped the screen of his tablet then brought it close to his mouth. “Emergency protocol five, three, alpha. One to zip up.”

“No!” Brent yelled, waving his pistol at Rawlgeeb. “You can’t do that. You can’t zip me, man, it’ll fry my—”

“Quite,” Rawlgeeb said, studying the scorched patch on the bed where, until recently, Brent Morris, had been sitting. He waved a hand in front of his face to clear the stench of singed cotton. “Perhaps you should’ve thought of that before you started mouthing off.” He pocketed the gleaming metal band and took one last look around the room. “Humans, could they be any more obstinate?”

Rawlgeeb smiled, pressed the exfiltration icon on his tablet, and with an almost pleasant tingling sensation, he vanished from the room.

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Review – Zero Hour by Eamon Ambrose (Audio Book) http://mikeycampling.com/review-zero-hour-eamon-ambrose-audio-book/ http://mikeycampling.com/review-zero-hour-eamon-ambrose-audio-book/#respond Fri, 08 Dec 2017 14:34:12 +0000 http://mikeycampling.com/?p=5515 I'd already read the stories, but I was keen to experience the tale again in audio format. This recording certainly didn't disappoint, and the pace of the story lends itself well to the audio book experience. If you like listening to audio books and you enjoy fast-paced sci-fi, you'll love this edition of Zero Hour. […]

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I'd already read the stories, but I was keen to experience the tale again in audio format. This recording certainly didn't disappoint, and the pace of the story lends itself well to the audio book experience. If you like listening to audio books and you enjoy fast-paced sci-fi, you'll love this edition of Zero Hour.

Here are the audio book links:

Amazon USA

Amazon UK

Here's a universal link to find the Zero Hour ebook on your favourite store: Find Zero Hour

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Pic of the day November 28, 2017 at 10:16PM http://mikeycampling.com/pic-day-november-28-2017-1016pm/ http://mikeycampling.com/pic-day-november-28-2017-1016pm/#respond Tue, 28 Nov 2017 22:17:01 +0000 http://mikeycampling.com/?p=5507 The village. All of it. #Devon #blog From Instagram: http://ift.tt/2AkrBnw

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The village. All of it. #Devon #blog
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Black Friday Flash Sale – The Darkeningstone Box Set – 3 books for the price of one. http://mikeycampling.com/black-friday-flash-sale-darkeningstone-box-set-3-books-price-one/ http://mikeycampling.com/black-friday-flash-sale-darkeningstone-box-set-3-books-price-one/#respond Fri, 24 Nov 2017 17:22:17 +0000 http://mikeycampling.com/?p=5456 Just for a few days, I cut the price of the full Darkeningstone Trilogy box set. I've cut it so that you get all three books for the price of one, so if you've been tempted to give the trilogy a try, this is your chance. You'll get Trespass, Outcast, and Scaderstone Pit all in […]

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Just for a few days, I cut the price of the full Darkeningstone Trilogy box set. I've cut it so that you get all three books for the price of one, so if you've been tempted to give the trilogy a try, this is your chance. You'll get Trespass, Outcast, and Scaderstone Pit all in one volume, and I can honestly say that you get the best reading experience from reading all three because it was always planned as a trilogy.

I hope you feel that this is a worthwhile offer, and the sale price is across all Amazon stores worldwide, so wherever you are, you'll be getting over 800 pages of supernatural suspense across time.
Get to know a lot more about the glamorous Cally, meet the devious Mr. Crawford, and follow Jake on his perilous journey.
Use the link below to find the box set on your local Amazon:
Universal Link to Amazon Stores

ps Most people have bought individual books, so the box set doesn't have many reviews, but if you want to check the reviews for the separate books they're easy to find.

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Pic of the day November 05, 2017 at 09:49PM http://mikeycampling.com/pic-day-november-05-2017-0949pm/ http://mikeycampling.com/pic-day-november-05-2017-0949pm/#respond Wed, 22 Nov 2017 20:50:20 +0000 http://mikeycampling.com/?p=5355 Just saw this lovely review for Trespass and the whole trilogy, and it made my Sunday: “A satisfying and different sort of Time Travel adventure. I just finished Scaderstone Pit, book 3 in this trilogy, and would like to recommend all three books. Trespass is an excellent story that weaves several time periods together using […]

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Just saw this lovely review for Trespass and the whole trilogy, and it made my Sunday: “A satisfying and different sort of Time Travel adventure. I just finished Scaderstone Pit, book 3 in this trilogy, and would like to recommend all three books. Trespass is an excellent story that weaves several time periods together using a time traveling device to provide the glue that binds the various parts and brings them together through the course of the trilogy. I will be reading more novels written by Mikey Campling..” https://buff.ly/2hegqrl #amreading #sundayreads #supernatural #suspense #blog
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