Book Giveaway 27

August 21st, 2015 by Sharkchild

This is a HUGE giveaway! There will be eighteen (18) winners!

Comment on this post before 10:00PM PST on Friday, August 21st to be entered in a chance to win one of the following:

One (1) hardcover copy of
H.P.LOVECRAFT: THE COMPLETE FICTION

Two (2) hardcover copies of my upcoming dark fantasy novel (officially releasing on August 25th)
THE SPIRIT COLLECTORS

Fifteen (15) marred hardcover copies of
THE DARK VERSE, VOL. 2: IN THE BLOOD OF DEATH
(These copies are readable, but have been damaged in shipping and there is nothing to do with them except give them away!)

Winners will be chosen at random (at random.org) from the entrants after the cutoff at 10:00PM PST and will be announced by Sharkchild via email and on this post within 24 hours after the end of the contest.

The winners can be anywhere in the world! The winners must be at least 13 years of age. A winner must respond to Sharkchild’s email within five (5) days to claim a prize.


WINNERS:

H.P. LOVECRAFT: THE COMPLETE FICTION

  • Jazmyn (130)



THE SPIRIT COLLECTORS

  • Whitney (147)
  • Dariusz (34)



THE DARK VERSE, VOL. 2

  • Tim (35)
  • Mike Kwiatkowski (31)
  • Justine Price (98)
  • Paul Andolina (111)
  • Brian Green (53)
  • Jimmy Broadhead (22)
  • Calum Sanderson (93)
  • dezs (79)
  • Carl Chambers (33)
  • Trevor (142)
  • Steven Bonaparte (140)
  • William Ide (60)
  • Guy (121)
  • Chris (20)
  • Paulinerose Soden (119)


H.P. LOVECRAFT: THE COMPLETE FICTION

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THE SPIRIT COLLECTORS

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THE DARK VERSE, VOL. 2: IN THE BLOOD OF DEATH

TDV 90: The Essence Of All-Sight

August 13th, 2015 by Sharkchild

The steps leading up to the century-old stronghold were like rotting teeth, fragmented and disgustingly whittled. The passageway at the pinnacle of these steps—tucked between the swooping, gnarly trees of the Battlemance Forest—lay open for any foolish wayfarer such as myself who desired to connect the fate of one’s life with the Death Breadths of Kirthkald Dungeon.

Revenants entombed in the blackness of their past lives’ powers, infinitely stamped in shadowy existences with the inability to use their godlike spells and existence-altering items, were left with nothing but the faculty to accumulate wealth and seek entertainment through devilish deeds. Here, at Kirthkald Dungeon, they guarded their belongings and bolstered their empire of immortal greed and sadism.


Book Giveaway 26

June 30th, 2015 by Sharkchild

Comment on this post before 10:00PM PST on Tuesday, June 30 to be entered in a chance to win:

One (1) hardcover copy of
H.P.LOVECRAFT: THE COMPLETE FICTION

Winners will be chosen at random (at random.org) from the entrants after the cutoff at 10:00PM PST and will be announced by Sharkchild via email and on this post within 24 hours after the end of the contest.

The winners can be anywhere in the world! The winners must be at least 13 years of age. A winner must respond to Sharkchild’s email within five (5) days to claim a prize.

H.P. LOVECRAFT: THE COMPLETE FICTION

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That’s not all! My dark fantasy novel, THE SPIRIT COLLECTORS, is printed, but will not be released until the end of August. However, I am giving away five (5) hardcover copies through Goodreads before its release! I am so, so proud of this book—not only of the story, but of the book’s overall design with its vinyl dust jacket of varying transparencies to allow the foil stamping beneath to show through. Enter the giveaway below:

Goodreads Book Giveaway

The Spirit Collectors by M. Amanuensis Sharkchild

The Spirit Collectors

by M. Amanuensis Sharkchild

Giveaway ends July 05, 2015.

See the giveaway details
at Goodreads.

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If you’d rather just pre-order a signed copy, click the book below!

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The Dark Verse, Vol. 3 Gets Gold + Book Giveaway 25

May 6th, 2015 by Sharkchild

THE DARK VERSE, VOL. 3: BEYOND THE GRIP OF TIME has won the gold medal in the category of Horror for the 2015 Independent Publisher Book Awards! There’s no better day to give some copies of this now award-winning book away!

Comment on this post before 10:00PM PST on Wednesday, May 6 to be entered in a chance to win a copy of:

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An additional copy will be given away for every 35 entries!

Winners will be chosen at random (at random.org) from the entrants after the cutoff at 10:00PM PST and will be announced by Sharkchild via email and on this post within 24 hours after the end of the contest.

The winners can be anywhere in the world! The winners must be at least 13 years of age. A winner must respond to Sharkchild’s email within five (5) days to claim a prize.

UPDATE #1: Two copies are being given away!

UPDATE #2: We didn’t hit 70 entries, but three copies will still be given away!

WINNERS:

  • Dan H (36)
  • William Ide (18)
  • Jørgen Oliver Nilssen (33)


TDV 89: Omnipotent Ingenuity

February 25th, 2015 by Sharkchild

Darilandria Alrindce Syabeltel.”

That was all the gargantuan visitor said after it arrived through a fissure in space and abruptly appeared in the middle of the world. A portal, not so different than a mirror in the sky, appeared without warning, reflecting back the lands before expanding outward to its city-wide ends as an enormous halo of reflective boundaries. Like an asteroid falling through a chute, the ultra-mega being crashed down, obliterating everything around it—all was displaced and decimated, with the tallest buildings being torn from their foundations and sent sprawling. Chunks of stone and metal were flung great distances, expanding the deadly carnage for many miles. Millions were instantly killed; the wake of destruction was vast and utterly harrowing. Once settled in its nest of ruin, it spoke:

“Darilandria Alrindce Syabeltel.”

The creature stood over ten-thousand feet tall and, with mortal eyes, could not be fathomed in all of its deplorable form. Its color was black—black like death and black like nothingness. It loomed as a void of color rather than a color itself. It had many mouths—too many to count—from which it boomed its words. These mouths were caverns of gross malady from which spewed vehement clusters of acidic filth—violet, putrid sludge that burned through flesh and earth, incinerating its way deep underground where it fell. Upon it, there were no arms or hands that appeared to reach; there were no legs or feet that appeared to shuffle or transport. This World-Scarrer stood solely as a massive pillar, dealing in demise and devastation.