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“Forsaken”

Posted in A Writer's Life, General Information, Get To Know The Characters!, Just For Fun!, New Releases, Reviews with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on 07-25-2021 by jeffreymartinsnovels

Out of the catacombs, a story of bloody proportions awaits my loyal fans! I have prepared a short tale for all who dare to proceed. A quick synopsis to titillate the taste buds.
A calling card written in blood is the signature for a killer roaming the hills of Cutter’s Pass. Detective Steve Creighton and his team have been assigned the grisly task to stop the madman at all cost. What they discover sends them on a manhunt, leading to one of their own. Will they be able to stop the one who calls himself Forsaken, before he quenches his taste for an inhumane delicacy? Only time will tell…
Without further ado, the first installment… (Remember, death is only a click away.)

The man placed the blade against his muscled chest; with one quick motion, a cascade of crimson stained the steel intruder. Pain never really meant much to him. It was an act of realization if anything. The new scar would join the others, in celebration of his next conquest. His upper torso was riddled with the reminders of all his wonderful victims. Today, while he was involved in his daily dose of fitness at Hensen’s Gym, he had acquired an unlikely target. Her name was Shanna Wilks. A tall toned redhead; who instructed the early bird yoga class. He was amazed by her blemish—free pearl skin. She reminded him of a ceramic doll, sitting on the shelf of an exquisite antique shop, more so, than something living.
Shanna wouldn’t be that too much longer. He reached into his pocket and removed a metallic holder. Running his fingers along the ridges comforted him. This was his ritual. The monogrammed letters stared back at him, beckoning him to withdraw the contents. The man removed a blank business card, careful not to drip blood on it prematurely. The smooth texture of the paper was just perfect to capture each stroke, as he positioned the knife at such an angle; none of the precious fluid was wasted.
He glanced in the rearview mirror and smiled. Almost time. The sound of chimes filled the car’s interior. He flipped open the console, and stared at the screen. “Shit, what now?” Taking a deep breath, he answered the annoyance. “Detective Creighton speaking.”
“Sir, sorry… I know it’s your day off, but we have something you need to see,” a soft voice apologized.
“Lydia, what’s going on?”
“It’s him again sir. He left us another calling card.”
Must be talking about Jessica. Ah, her blood was so sweet. “Where?” He playfully used his finger as a pen, as he scribbled in mid-air. He knew the location.
Lydia’s voice cracked. “2131 Providence Ave. Officer Davis and Beltz have the scene secured.”
I’m sure. “10-4, tell them I will be there in twenty. Clear on the other side of town,” he lied.
“Sure thing, sir.”
He slammed the phone shut. Why does everyone fuck with my time off? Glaring at the digital display of his watch, a crooked smile passed his lips. No worries, this won’t take long. He ran his thumb along the blade, and closed his eyes, as he devoured the sweet life juice. Ah, better than the last. Detective Creighton once again repositioned the blade against the thin cardboard, this time finishing his signature free from interruption. Perfect, simply perfect!
Creighton gently blew on the card, not wanting his creativity to be ruined by the natural way blood has the tendency to flow. Satisfied, he stepped from the dark unmarked cruiser. He weaved throughout a cluster of bushes and foliage, until he was at the scene of his “work”. Strapped between two saplings, was the torn body of a young woman. The fresh carcass had already begun to attract the creatures of nature, as they clawed through the flesh, taking prize possessions from their latest meal. Creighton smelled the air and relished the moment. Pamela Abens had been way too easy. The twenty-something brunette simpleton, was a local whore, the town of Cutter’s Pass would not miss. Creighton had taken advantage of that fact; watching her get wasted in these woods on several occasions, and barely making it back to town. She had done it again tonight, but this time she was his. There would be no more apologies to her distraught parents for the gross error of judgment. Now, the earth would swallow her with welcome arms, and be a part of her for eternity. Creighton knelt down and placed the card just below where her feet. Always the same place, always…
Creighton glared at his watch. Shit, gotta go!
It was ironic to say the least, patrolmen waiting for him at the Providence location had no idea; a murderer was coming to take over their crime scene. Quite ironic indeed…

Death’s Prescription!

Posted in New Releases with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on 01-22-2021 by jeffreymartinsnovels
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The morning had a slight chill to it, as Conservation Officer Alicia Strand checked the ridge for accidents. Satisfied the topography wasn’t responsible for another fatality; she reached into a paper bag and plucked out a cold cinnamon roll. Alicia also brought along a bridal magazine, which she glanced at when time afforded the opportunity. Not like Ethan will ever pop the damn question anyway. Alicia popped the gate lock and entered the deserted Dunlap County Conservation Center. She turned the jeep onto the dusty road and followed until she was along the highest peak. The park consisted of one hundred and eighty acres; many recreational activities were available to the large number of tourists. It was known for its dangerously tall bluffs. Many climbers had attempted to ascend the mountainous terrain, but most were unsuccessful. That meant Alicia and the other patrol officers would spend a lot of time to conduct rescue attempts for the misguided. She passed one of the bluffs and was careful to maneuver the tan patrol jeep up through a series of turns on fresh paved road. One turn too many and that could be it. The overused vehicle bounced along the path; she felt every deformity the road had to offer.

“Damn Jeep! I told Renni to fix these shocks,” Alicia said. She remembered the report she had given to the park’s mechanic about the needed repairs. Alicia drove for a few minutes longer and then decided it was time for a break. This will work. Alicia had driven to the most secluded part of the park known as Parma Point. Not too many campers knew it even existed; most of the time the park’s maintenance employees were the only people ever to spend time here. She turned into the gravel lot and noticed unwanted weeds had grown wild between various parts of the broken pavement. She would make a note of it and have the park engineer come out and throw some weed killer on the nuisance.

She turned into a haphazard parking spot, made of green treated two by fours. As she grabbed her magazine, the police radio came to life.

“Dispatch, to four-ten.” The sound of a male voice filled the interior. Great!      “Four-ten, go ahead, dispatch.”

“I need you to respond to a high angle rescue at Sutterman’s Bluff ASAP!”

“Affirmative, dispatch, I’m about ten minutes from there now,” Alicia said.

“I will show you en route to the location. Be advised I have already called fire rescue as well.”

“I will let you know when I’m on scene.” Alicia shifted the vehicle into drive and activated the emergency equipment. She turned the vehicle around to leave, but instinct directed her to look right. The conservation officer did a quick double take. That’s sort of weird. She stopped the jeep and stared out at three picnic tables. The middle appeared to be covered in a dark mass.

She squinted to see what was on top but couldn’t tell from the distance. She decided this may be just as important as the rescue and figured it wouldn’t hurt to investigate. Alicia would need to call dispatch back and let them know. The fire department will be expecting me, She pushed the transmit button. “Four-ten, to dispatch.”

“Dispatch to four-ten, are you at Sutterman’s Bluff already?”

“Negative, I think I have discovered something else here at Parma Point.”

“I already informed fire rescue you were on your way to their location. You’re the only one on duty. You copy that?”

“I need to check this out. I will advise.”

“Ten-four,” the dispatcher said; the radio went silent.

Alicia exited her vehicle, and flipped on her portable radio. She walked toward the picnic area. When she was about twenty feet away, she noticed the massive dark object were a swarm of crows. They weren’t the usual loud, obnoxious birds she was used to; these creatures appeared to be content. Very eerie. Alicia edged closer to see what they were drawn to, but couldn’t tell what lay beneath the flock. She figured some careless campers might have left out their trash or spoiled food and forgot to throw it away when they departed.

When she got within eyeshot, Alicia looked down, and almost tripped over a folded pile of clothes. The garments were within arm’s distance of the picnic table; she bent in closer. Why would someone leave these here? She took a few more steps in effort to scare them. They appeared to be oblivious to her presence; only a few made any noise at all. Most of them continued to shove another aside, as they flapped their wings in violence to include themselves in the feast.

Alicia waved her arms to shoo them off; they were deliberate to fly away but with her persistence they left and exposed what was underneath. Prone on the tabletop was a mutilated figure of what appeared to be a young female. She was naked; spread eagle and was tied to the underside of the bench by thin ropes. They were secured to what remained of both her swollen hands and ankles. Alicia approached, and choked on her saliva. The repulsive odor of defecation and torn flesh made her eyes water. She gasped at the sight of the woman’s face. The skin around her cheeks was ripped away from the bone. Her eyes were now empty sockets that held a gateway to her brain tissue. The sight was so mesmeric; she was unable to look away. Alicia glanced down; the woman’s fleshy mid section appeared to have a carving engraved into it.

Not him…not here. Those words, and that monster were enough to scare anyone in law enforcement the last several days, and she was no exception. Alicia out-of-breath yelled into the radio. “Four-ten, to dispatch. I need assistance from a county supervisor and a detective ASAP!”

Red, White and Blood…

Posted in A Writer's Life, General Information, Just For Fun! with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on 07-3-2020 by jeffreymartinsnovels

Independence Day in Marcona has just turned deadly. A crazed bomber has decided to terrorize all in his path, and he won’t stop until his revenge is complete.

Chief of Police Mark Blankenship and his daughter are unexpected targets of the attack, and they find themselves in a struggle for survival. He soon discovers if he doesn’t find the location of the devices or the man himself, all will be lost.

Will Blankenship be able to save the people of the city and disable the weapons of mass destruction…or will the trail of bloodshed include him and everything he loves?

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Posted in A Writer's Life, General Information, Get To Know The Characters!, New Releases, Reviews with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on 03-7-2019 by jeffreymartinsnovels

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Cupid’s Kill Part 1…now FREE on Kindle!

Posted in Just For Fun!, New Releases with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on 02-14-2012 by jeffreymartinsnovels

Want a free copy of my latest release, “Cupid’s Kill, Part 1”? Here’s a note from my publisher:

Happy Valentine’s Day from Cold Moon Press. We love our readers…and we’re giving away free ebooks to show it! Throughout this week, you can get a short story for your Kindle from our new line, Cold Moon Slivers. Find out how by clicking here: http://coldmoonpress.com/coldmoonslivers.html

Cupid’s Kill, Part 1

Posted in Just For Fun!, New Releases with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on 02-5-2012 by jeffreymartinsnovels

In the next week, I will be releasing part one of my latest short story, “Cupid’s Kill” on Kindle and in several other ebook formats. As a bonus, it will be part of my publisher’s celebration of the opening of their ebook short story line. I will be spotlighted February 12-18, and the story will be available as a FREE download during the “We love our Readers!” week. Stay tuned for how to get your free copy!

Death arrives in diverse delivery methods.

One in particular is a plague to the detectives of the Marcona Police Department. A monster has returned, and he won’t rest until his vengeance is complete. Armed with a paralyzing concoction and the tools of his trade, he targets a select few to add to his collection.

Chief Mark Blankenship, along with detectives Brian Jeffers and Kelli Jordan, face off against the madman, hoping to end his bloody path of destruction.

Unfortunately, they haven’t anticipated the killer will sacrifice at all costs, making one of them his prized token…

Meet Me Tomorrow at The Great Iowa Book Event

Posted in A Writer's Life, Personal Appearances with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on 11-11-2011 by jeffreymartinsnovels

Brandon Thornley unzipped his jacket and removed the GPS device. Following the frost-covered trail, he reached the wooded sanctuary that was home to the tools of his real trade. He thought he could give it up and live the life of an honest man, but the hunger for killing was too strong and couldn’t be masked any longer. He forced himself through the dense tree branches, barely feeling their backlash on his exposed face and neck. A few steps further, he stopped in front of a large pine tree. The computer-generated voice from the GPS, which indicated he had reached his destination, startled him.

So tomorrow, what is your destination? If you’re in the Des Moines area, put the Southridge Mall on your GPS, and come meet me and many other great authors at The Great Iowa Book Event. From 10:00 a.m. to 6:00 p.m., we will be talking with readers and signing books. And if you haven’t picked up your copy of 3:16 yet, there will be plenty on hand. Look foward to seeing you there!

The Great Iowa Book Event!

Posted in A Writer's Life, Just For Fun!, Personal Appearances with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on 10-15-2011 by jeffreymartinsnovels

Goings on at Cold Moon Press

Posted in Just For Fun! with tags , , , , , , , , on 05-1-2011 by Katie

It has been a busy few weeks here at Cold Moon Press. As a new independent publisher, there is always so much to do (in a good way). One thing I can say without hesitancy: I am truly never bored!

One thing I love is being challenged. The last few weeks have offered many wonderful opportunities to learn new things, expand my skill set, and promote the press and its wonderful authors.

For example, at the end of this month, Vonnie Winslow Crist and I will be presenting at Balticon, an amazing conference in the Baltimore area. As a bonus, attendees will be receiving a gorgeous keepsake program, and we’ve secured an ad for our press and current authors. Since many of you aren’t in the area, I thought I might share what our half-page ad will look like. And if you are lucky enough to attend, you’ll find a wonderful surprise when you see the ad for Vonnie’s book, The Greener Forest. It will definately be an engaging treat for readers! So during the last few weeks, I’ve been working on creating advertising, designing promotional materials, and preparing to present.

Next month, Cold Moon Press opens for its first multi-author anthology, Walking Down the Sky. This anthology opens for submissions at the beginning of June and will contain our favorite 13 stories that feature the moon. We hope that if you write urban fantasy, fantasy, scifi, or horror you will consider submitting to us…click on the link above to read the guidelines. The project will be released late fall to coincide with Cold Moon Press’s first anniversary. I’ve been planning and working with some great authors to get their feedback on the project.

We have also been spending time preparing formal marketing plans for distribution. Seasoned writers know that there is a lot of work to be done after the last word is written on the page. Furthermore, authors like our very own Jeffrey Martin know the value in forming a partnership with their publisher to make sure their book is successful. Many, many thanks to him for all his hard work and patience. I’ve been learning so much about the business side of books and their promotion! (And make sure you pick up a copy of Jeff’s book here!).

If you’d like to learn more about Cold Moon Press, please visit our site. Sign our guest book, read our blog, and keep current on all the happenings at our press!