I'm happy to announce that Cannon just dropped TWO new (sort of) books. At bit outside our normal genres but I think you'll enjoy them. Some High Fantasy with a swashbuckling privateer captain and an Espionage Thriller ripped right from todays' headlines.
Being the captain of a privateer is hard work. Having your tough as nails but impulsive younger brother as the Master at Arms is harder. Trying to keep your ships' wizard from drinking himself to death is even harder.Having your long-lost royal love show up in a bordello when you're trying to get a little R & R after months at sea, and being attacked by cultist? Hardest.
Brian Corel does the best he can to balance the lives of his crew with his own desire to live life as a free man. Skirting the border between being a privateer and an outright pirate, Corel stumbles into the middle of a religious cult intent on corrupting the kingdom of an old friend. Swords are drawn, magic flares, and ships burn.
Sea of Fire: Demon Rise is a re-release of 2017’s “Sea of Fire” with approximately 30% more content and a much better ending instead of the original cliffhanger. If you have the original on Kindle, this will not update as it has a new ISBN and is essentially a newer (and much better!) book.
Dan Kemp takes you along for a deep dive into a shadowy world of espionage, private military contractors, criminal organizations and government agencies where the good guys and bad guys are often one and the same.
If you had enough capacity for violence to seize a billion dollars from a powerful drug cartel, would you do it?
The Professor has problems, and not just what decades of soldiering did to his back and his knees. His boss just died, leaving him as CEO of the extremely discreet intelligence contractor Athenaeum, Incorporated. His old buddy the Operations Director is a highly skilled Army Ranger veteran but his finance chief is slightly unhinged and spends her money on highly inappropriate work outfits. The surviving old men on the Board of Directors are stuck in the 1970s. Running Athenaeum out of an old Cold War bunker and keeping their roster of experts together is expensive, but the government contracts are drying up or going to bigger, flashier corporate players.
Then an intercepted phone call puts them on the trail of a drug cartel’s shipping container of “maybe” a billion dollars in cash, so it's command decision time.
Door Number One, ignore it. But… a billion dollars with a capital B.
Door Number Two, tell the Feds. But that might bring official notice to the shady intelligence gathering they have been paying Athenaeum for all these years.
Or open Door Number Three, which might get them all killed, or worse.