BHB is excited to announce the addition of author Ken Mooney to our fold! Mooney's debut release, Godhead, is an Adult Dark Fantasy work centering around Olympus' Gods. His work's scope and his attention to world building are stunning.

Olympus has fallen; new gods must rise.

The Greek gods have been betrayed by one of their own. Zeus is dead, and Olympus is under siege by the demonic forces of Kaos. Their only chance of survival is to abandon the city, buying them time to regroup and rebuild.

Thousands of years later, the children of the gods walk among us, guiding and protecting humanity. But there are some who don’t know of the powers they have, or the secrets they must keep.

The gods are no more, eliminated by their greatest enemy. 

And now, she wants to return home; no matter who is standing in her way.

Follow the link below to discover Godhead for yourself!

GODHEAD, US
GODHEAD, UK

Featuringgripping Independent authors from around the world, FUSION is the first collection of short works published by Breakwater Harbor Books. Contributing heart-pumping tales of Science Fiction, Fantasy, Horror and Crime are seven stories that will thrill you, rivet you and some will even make you sleep with the light on.  Authors from across a wide variety of genres, Dee Harrison, Ivan Amberlake, Claire C. Riley, Scott J. Toney, Mindy Haig, Cara
Goldthorpe and C.M.T. Stibbe.


 
 





The Sliver of Abilon – A Mirrorsmith Tale – 'and you thought it was safe to look in the mirror?'

Diary of the Gone - Without a girlfriend, bullied by the Principal’s son, and haunted by the dead, Callum Blackwell thinks his life can’t get any worse. But he’s wrong.

Life Ever After. Nina's Story: Part one. – When the dead begin to rise, it's time to put your differences aside and run!

NovaFall - When the Meteor falls, the essences will come, forging flesh and planetary souls as one.
 
Cybilla. – To claim his Muse, one man must find the gate between the mortal and the immortal worlds.

Capturing Perfection – An artist's tale of love, loss and beauty in Renaissance Milan
 
Until The Ninth Hour – Until a man loses his daughter to a serial killer, until he loses his best friend, until he is down on his luck, Darryl Williams must put all thoughts of retaliation out of his mind.



An excerpt from Dee Harrison’s The Sliver of Abilon – A Mirrorsmith Tale
   
Junah Venmark, Master Mirrorsmith, exited the wayportal directly into the seaweed stench of Abilon. The foul odour tickled the back of his throat and he gagged on a rise of bile. Mirrorsmith Guild protocol demanded that he preview his destination before he arrived but it could not prepare him for an assault on his other senses. He vomited onto the trackway, just thankful that there was no-one to witness his most pitiful entrance ever. He loathed the smell of mouldy greens – it stirred up too many reminders of his wretched childhood in the back alleys of Varna, largest city on his homeworld of Vargo – but this was kabbige soup intensified tenfold.

When his heaving subsided, Junah sank down onto his rump, trying to ignore the early evening dew which was soaking into his leggings. He pulled a kerchief from his belt-purse, to wipe the spittle from his lips, and cursed this ill-favoured world. Sissik, his wail, chittered and scurried around him like a silver-furred cyclone, mewing her distress. Junah winced when she skipped onto his tender stomach, the better to peer into his face with her large, prosimian eyes. He ran a finger down her spine and she slowly relaxed beneath his touch.
    
Junah ill? She sent.

No, I’m fine, Little One he reassured her. He grimaced. The smell caught me out, that’s all.
   
Sissik wrinkled her own nose. Nasty, nasty stink, she concurred.
   
Junah delved into his purse a further time and extracted a couple of lozenges from a packet. A few chews later and he could smell nothing.
   
“Next time I’ll take ‘em before I get here,” he promised out loud. “Not that there’ll be a next time!” 
    
Junah clambered to his feet and peeled the sodden fabric from his buttocks. Sissik took her accustomed place on his shoulders, hiding beneath his long, dark hair and curled around his neck like a fur collar. Wails were native to all the worlds of the Regium, even the undeveloped ones like Abilon. Some wails, the silver-furred ones like Sissik, were prized for their ability to generate the acoustic frequencies that Mirrorsmiths depended upon. Others, the plumper, browner ones, made good eating. Whenever Sissik irritated him, which was often, Junah threatened to dye her coat russet. Now, however, she was quiescent, understanding that it was time for work. 
   
The wayportal, part of the network of gates that connected all the worlds of the Regium, had opened between a pair of standing stones that dominated the headland to the north of Abilon. Junah looked down at the coastal town, which nestled within the arms of a sheltering bay. A slash of fire on the horizon marked where the sun was setting and silhouetted the ugly, squat fortress guarding the harbour mouth. Somewhere among the sleazy alleyways of this provincial rats’ nest below was the inn where his contact waited. It was supposed to be a routine mission according to Teren Lemmick, Guild Master but also his oldest friend. All Junah had to do was locate the sliver of Desecrated Mirror, secure it then return it to the Mirrorsmiths’ Guild on Vargo, where it could be destroyed in relative safety. He had carried out scores of such ‘grabbits’ but this time unease pricked his spine. Mirrorsmiths tended towards the superstitious and worlds like Ysreal, with its triple moons, were considered inauspicious but this went deeper than that. Junah’s senses were trained to detect distorted vibrations and this place was riddled with them – probably due to the presence of the sliver.  Sissik’s tail tightened around his neck so he dampened down his disquiet. Wails were sensitive to heightened emotion. He checked his accoutrements once more then headed for Abilon, thinking it best to get this trip over with as quickly as possible.
   
Despite the lateness of the hour, the streets of Abilon were crowded. Every third house seemed to be selling ale and shabby, ill-visaged townsfolk bumped and barged their way through the densely-packed lanes.  Junah knew roughly where the inn lay but he had previewed it during daylight and it took him a while to reach the waterfront. He spent a few minutes reconnoitering then pulled his hood up and entered the tavern.
   
Not surprisingly most of the patrons were fishermen and the uneven floorboards must have made them feel right at home. Junah jostled his way through the raucous hubbub, towards the booth where he had arranged to meet his accomplice, but an overripe, blousy serving girl intercepted him.

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Have a wonderful day and enjoy this phenomenal read!

 

Breakwater Harbor Books is excited to announce the release of Melissa Simonson's newest novel, SNUFF! Simonson is best  known for her hit  Thriller/Horror novel, Doubles, and this is her fifth  release. For a taste of  this addicting new author, read the pitch below!

Book 3 of 4 in a series involving FBI SSA Maxwell. (Can be read as stand-alones)

Brooke is found on the side of the road at three a.m., clutching a dead body and a burner cell phone. This doesn’t surprise LAPD,  who’d expected as much from the moment she went missing. What they also expect  is suicide—the kidnapped girls who turned up the same way killed themselves  within hours.

Being the sole living witness of the crime is almost more  than she can handle, but an LAPD homicide sergeant is there to hold her  restrained hand as she retraces every waking moment of the time she spent in  that dungeon with her murdered friend, Abby.

Brooke knows why the other  girls committed suicide. She might too, if she didn’t have some very complicated reasons to live.

To the dismay of Sergeant Jennings, Brooke confirms the  most troubling theory of all: the girls are being filmed those three weeks  they’re held captive. Not for their captor’s personal enjoyment, but for his  number one fan.

For more of this addicting author follow the link below to Amazon.com!

SNUFF, Amazon

Breakwater Harbor Books is excited to announce the release of Melissa Simonson's newest novel, The Young and the Reckless! Simonson is best known for her hit  Thriller/Horror novel, Doubles, and this is her fourth release. For a taste of  this addicting new author, read the pitch below!

Lila was one of many women allegedly assaulted by Bradley Holiday. Five months after the fact, a counselor tells her the only way she’ll find closure is to confront him. She never expected to stumble into a friendship  with the monster who raped her repeatedly.

But is he a monster? He can’t  remember, thanks to a head injury. Lila’s the only living witness who can say  for certain—the eleven girls before her weren’t so lucky.

An ambitious  public defender manages to negotiate a re-trial, but Lila doesn’t believe a  fresh courtroom drama will be enough to spare Bradley’s life this time,  especially not when the death penalty is back on the table. Yet the more she  learns about Bradley’s earlier years, the more determined she is to help. Even  if means getting some convenient amnesia about the events of those three days  she’d been his captive. He isn’t the same person—brain scans, neurologists, and  psychologists confirmed it. He may never remember; they confirmed that,  too.

How far do second chances really stretch? Can those types of  memories stay buried for long?
 
For more of this addicting author follow the link below to Amazon.com!

The Young and the Reckless, Amazon