US Amazon giveaway

USA readers – #AmazonGiveaway for a paperback copy of Wolf’s Head (The Forest Lord 1). No Purchase Necessary: https://giveaway.amazon.com/p/d6841b2d984eed4d/?ref_=tsm_4_tw_h_o_li_r

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And a worldwide giveaway on Goodreads for a signed copy of Knight of the Cross!

https://www.goodreads.com/giveaway/show/231080-knight-of-the-cross

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Don’t forget, Wolf’s Head is still FREE on Kindle to US Amazon Prime members, and the entire series of Forest Lord novels are just 99p each on Amazon UK during May! The good thing is, if you buy any of them at this reduced rate, you can also get the Audible versions at a reduced rate so what are you waiting for?

The Forest Lord series - just 99p each in Amazon's Monthly Kindle Deal for May 2017!

 

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Forest Lord series in Amazon’s Monthly Deals. 99p each!

The Forest Lord series - just 99p each in Amazon's Monthly Kindle Deal for May 2017!

All the Forest Lord novels are just 99p during May. Under £4 for the complete set, bargain!

https://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/product/B01LQSSXS0
Don’t forget, Wolf’s Head is also FREE to Amazon Prime members in the USA for a time as well.

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The Forest Lord series – complete reading order

Rather embarrassingly, I recently said my new short story “The Escape” should be read after Rise of the Wolf, when it should actually come after The Wolf and the Raven.

DOH.

You’d think I’d know my own stories by now, but, in my defence, they’ve been written over the past four years at different times and the shorts in particular all have similar names!

So I thought I’d post a recommended reading order, along with the dates they’re set in, just to keep you (me) right.

This is how I suggest you read them:

Wolf’s Head -1321

Knight of the Cross -1309  This one can really be read any time but I think it’s best to meet the characters of Sir Richard and Stephen in Wolf’s Head before moving onto this spin-off novella.

The Wolf and the Raven  – 1322

“The Escape” – 1323

Rise of the Wolf – 1323

Friar Tuck and the Christmas Devil – 1323

“The Prisoner” – 1325

“The Rescue” – 1325     Get it HERE for FREE! This is the only place it’s available.

Blood of the Wolf – 1326

The Abbey of Death – 1328 (not released yet, but it’s due very soon!)

 

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A brand new Forest Lord tale published today!

Today sees the publication of “The Prisoner”!

That’s right, a completely new Forest Lord novelette, “The Prisoner” has just been published. This is part of Amazon’s Kindle Singles Program and, for the first time, I didn’t have to pay for a cover! Amazon designed the cover themselves after I gave them some pointers (“How about some snow and a sword?”) and I really like it. They also copy-edited it for me.
Only 99p/99c! It is also FREE on Kindle Unlimited.
If you read and enjoy it, please leave a review!

“The Prisoner”

When two lawmen – fabled former outlaws themselves – are sent to a snowy English village to arrest a rapist it seems a straightforward task, but is all as it first appears?

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As Robin Hood and Little John take the criminal into custody they find the people of Stapleford accommodating enough, and the terrified victim’s bruises are plainly visible. Inevitably, as they set off on the journey back to Nottingham the lawmen’s disgust at the captive’s crime colours their opinion of him and Little John has to be restrained from brutally assaulting the man.
The harsh winter conditions slow their progress though, and eventually the prisoner’s protestations and desperate, violent actions have the lawmen questioning what’s really been happening in Stapleford…

Can Robin and John complete the mission they’ve been given, or will their own innate sense of justice lead them down an unexpected path?

Fans of the bestselling Forest Lord series will love this exciting new stand-alone tale, set just before Blood of the Wolf, that explores the themes of morality and justice in medieval England.

Buy here, worldwide (tomorrow, or now if you really can’t wait!) —>>> http://getbook.at/ThePrisoner

On a different note, the audio version of Blood of the Wolf is almost finished! Only a couple more chapters to go before it hits Audible, so look out for that if you enjoy the Audible versions.

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I also have the cover art for my Will Scaflock novella The Abbey of Death but I’ll reveal that another day…

The Forest Lord series on offer PLUS a new extract from the next book!

All three of my Forest Lord books are part of today’s UK Amazon Kindle DAILY DEAL. Each book is at a special hugely reduced price for today ONLY. Get the full set of three for just £2.97 or one each for 99p.

If you haven’t read them yet, or simply need to complete your collection today is the day to do it!

Go HERE to find out more.

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And, as a bonus, here’s an extract from the fourth and final Forest Lord book (as yet untitled).

This follows two brand new characters (well, sort of…) as they meet a couple of genuinely unsavoury outlaws who played a small part in Rise of the Wolf…It was literally written tonight so un-edited. Enjoy!

 

“Hold!”

The cry was high-pitched but filled with aggression.

With the promise of violence.

Philip stopped dead in his tracks, eyes scanning the foliage all around them.

“Who said that?” Eoin rumbled. “Show yourself.”

A small man stepped out from behind the massive trunk of an old yew tree, longsword in hand. He had an unkempt beard, dark eyes, and appeared to be utterly filthy. And yet, when he grimaced at them, Philip was surprised by the fellow’s full set of almost white teeth.

“You two look like you can handle yourself,” the small man noted. “So I won’t get any closer.” He laughed unpleasantly. “Take my word for it though, if you don’t do as I say my mates will fill you with arrows so quick you’ll die looking like a pair of giant fucking hedgehogs. Drop your weapons and throw your purses over here. Quick now. Those hares strung around your neck too.”

Eoin glanced down at Philip, who simply nodded and slipped his coin-purse – which was as good as empty – from his belt and tossed it onto the ground in front of the robber. Eoin followed suit, although his purse really was empty, and so light it flopped sadly to the ground only a short distance away from him.

“Oh for fuck sake,” the little robber spat in disgust. “Is that it? You two were hardly worth it.” He held up a hand and, with an air of bored resignation, spoke to the trees.

“Kill the big bastard first. I’ll deal with the other one myself.”

Philip dropped instantly, and swung his leg around, tripping Eoin just as an arrow tore through the air where they’d been standing.

He pushed himself back up onto one knee and drew his dagger.

“Get that little bastard,” he growled.

The thief brought his sword back, ready to charge, but Philip swept up a short, stout branch from the forest floor and threw it at his face. The man parried it just in time but the manoeuvre left him off balance, and the huge weight of Eoin barrelled viciously into him. They fell onto the ground with a thud that Philip imagined he could feel as well as hear.

“Hold him down,” he shouted to Eoin. “By the neck!”

He turned and addressed the trees and bushes all around them, a grin splitting his face as if this was a great game.

“You out there – you can shoot us, but my big friend there will snap your leader’s neck before he dies. Or, you can come out and we can talk.”

Eoin wasn’t just holding the downed robber; outraged at the attack, his hands were squeezing inexorably on the man’s throat.

“All right, all right!”

A man no older than thirty, longbow in hand but with – in stark contrast to his downed friend, no front teeth at all – slipped out from his hiding place to their rear. “Leave him be, let him up. We didn’t plan on killing you –”

“Just on taking all our money and leaving us as good as dead in the middle of the forest?” Philip finished the man’s sentence sarcastically. “Well, as you can see…” he retrieved the coin-purses he and Eoin had dropped and emptied them into his hand. “We haven’t got any fucking money. Did have, but we left it behind in Holmfirth when the law chased us out.”

Eoin had let the small robber up by now and they stood glaring at one another now: the giant and the purple-faced, breathless thief.

Philip gazed across at the little man, sizing him up, and came to the conclusion he’d rather go toe-to-toe with Eoin.

The dark-eyed robber had a maniacal gleam in his eye that was deeply disturbing. They’d need to be careful around this one although…if they could get him on their side…

“Come,” he smiled, walking forward and grasping the robber’s hand. “We’re all outlaws together aren’t we? You must be as hungry as we are.”

He reached up and pulled the hares on the string around his shoulders over his head with a grin. “Let’s eat.”

The Wolf and the Raven on special offer!

The Wolf and the Raven – book two in The Forest Lord series – is on special offer on Amazon.com for a short while as part of a Kindle Countdown promotion. Normal price is $3.99, it will be just $0.99 for a couple of days, then the price will rise in increments until it’s back to up to RRP… if you’re looking for a good read, what are you waiting for? Check it out, and tell your friends! Don’t forget, if you buy the ebook you can then add the Audible narration at a much reduced rate. Bargains all round…!

4.5 stars average rating from 68 reviews.

Click the pic below to go to Amazon.com’s page for the book.

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Rise of the Wolf extract

Just a quick update: the next book is more than half finished and I’m hoping to get more time to write now so things can really start to kick on and I can get Rise of the Wolf out within the next few months. In the meantime, here’s a little (un-edited!) snippet featuring the jovial Friar Tuck who’s in a spot of bother:

“What can I do for you, my son?” he asked, smiling deferentially at the little man. “A blessing? Do you seek” –

“Enough, priest,” the robber growled, sidling over and standing to look up at the palfrey whose ears were back as it sensed something was wrong. “We need no blessings in Sherwood. What we need is silver and gold. And food. And judging by the belly you’re carrying around on you, you’ve got enough of everything to share with me and my mates here.” He raised the sword he carried, unusually, in his left hand, brandishing it menacingly, and Tuck noticed the man was missing more than one finger from his right hand. Punishment for being caught stealing before perhaps, although that method of justice had – mostly – been done away with years earlier.

Dangerous, but hopefully stupid.

The friar looked back across his shoulder to see a tall young man holding a longbow aimed directly at him. His hands were steady, but the expression on his face was one of distaste. Not at the clergyman, no…the big man’s eyes flicked to his leader for a moment and Tuck knew the youngster wasn’t happy to be here doing this.

“Aye, he’s got you covered, old man,” the robber leader grinned, showing a mouthful of surprisingly complete teeth. “And the rest of us’ll split you wide open – priest or not – if you don’t hand over what you’ve got. Including that nice horse.”

There was little point denying he was carrying money, Tuck thought. The robbers would know he’d need coin to pay for food and board as he travelled.

“Will you let me be on my way if I give you what I have?” he asked in a trembling voice, moving towards the small man and fumbling in his cassock. As he reached the robber, he smiled, remembering a similar scene a couple of years earlier when he’d first met Robin and the men.

“Here you go, have the lot!”

The two big robbers further back on the road stood in stunned silence for a moment as their leader collapsed in front of them. Tuck had whipped his cudgel up and into the jaw of the robber, then, as the man stumbled backwards, the friar brought it round in an arc into the side of the man’s neck, sending him flying across the road senseless.

Before anyone could react, Tuck jumped forward, ramming the cudgel into the man on the left’s face, feeling teeth crunch as his target reeled back and landed on his backside with a howl of pain.

By now it was obvious this was no normal priest and the final swordsman struck out with the battered old blade he carried.

Tuck had been fast when he was young, but now…he twisted sideways, lashing out with his own weapon which connected with the back of his opponent’s skull sending the man crashing to the hard earth of the road. He let out a breath of relief as he realised his flesh was unbroken – the robber’s blade had only torn his cassock.

The friar glanced back to the bowman and was relieved to see the youngster staring at the scene before him, mouth open in surprise, bowstring not quite fully drawn. Still with one eye on the archer, Tuck moved over to the man with the wounded mouth and kicked out at the side of his head, hard enough to send the man reeling.

“Where are you from, son?”

Look out for Rise of the Wolf, coming soon!