Smokepit Fairytales
An adventure tale for our times, the author combines real world events and supernatural elements in the style of a classical epic to tell a sometimes snarky, sometimes uproarious, and very poignant modern tale. Meet Hank Allensworth and Wilson Evans in a modern reflection of the Epic of Gilgamesh. An epic bromance between a Marine and his corpsman running around Oceanside, California . Degenerate Lance Corporals who have recently returned from Afghanistan, spending most of their time drunk at The Purple Church. One night while they're out drinking they are called back to base and the battalion is put on stand by because during the conflict with ISIS, the Islamic Republic of Iran decided to end the proxy war and get involved themselves. Soon after, Hank and Doc go with the regiment to keep the Iranians from crossing the Euphrates. The war kicks off and the Marines push across Iraq and into Iran. Hank and Doc both are wounded and sent home. The rest of the story they deal with survivor's guilt, alcoholism, PTSD, covering up for a murder, and trying to manage deteriorating love lives. I don't know if I could say there's any deeper meaning than gratuitous sex and violence, but I can guarantee you that if you've spent more than three days in an infantry battalion you will love this book.
The Epic continues! Still politically incorrect, violent, and sexual, if you enjoyed Smokepit Fairytales then you will love the follow up: Sing Goddess, The Wrath of the Fonz. A war story combined with the supernatural in the style of a classical epic to tell a snarky, uproarious, and very poignant tale mixed with an edgy Sci-Fi and fantasy twist to keep you guessing. While on a NATO training mission gone awry in Latvia the Russian Federation invades the Baltic States. Hank and Doc are stuck in the snow of far off northern lands fighting for survival. Never losing their nerve. However, things go poorly when the Marines push into Russia. Ivan is a formidable opponent, and Death is an equal opportunity employer. Who will survive?
A classical epic told from the point of view as modern warriors would see it. What happens when the war’s over, but the world didn’t survive? Communications are down. Food, fuel, and ammunition are low, and there’s no one to watch your back besides your demons. Continue with Hank and Doc on their odyssey from Russia back to their homes in California. Are the cannibals, giants, ghosts, and goddesses real? Or are they just flames from the fire in an insane man’s mind? The bombs have been dropped, the Earth has been set ablaze, and intruders are desecrating the home front. Hank’s sharpening the axe, and fanning the flames on the bloodstains.
Thirty years after the destruction of Earth, World War Three still rages between the Russian Federation and the United States in the depths of space. Thatch Allensworth, a decorated sergeant, struggles to maintain his personal relationships between deployments. Faced against terrifying new weapons, a relentless enemy, solar system wide combat, and an anti-romantic lover, Thatch only has his friends Stockton, Chuck, McKenzie, and O’Con to keep him from spiraling into alcoholism and madness.
After being transferred to Headquarters in the aftermath of the Battle of Volgograd, Thatch, O'Con, McKenzie, Chuck, and Stockton find themselves in the middle of a murderous conspiracy to usurp the Oval Office. Ghosts of the past and lights in the darkness emerge from the shadows, pushing Thatch across the tightrope of high treason. The gods of strife stain the Martian sand blood red as the winds of deceit sweep away ugly truths. Does might make right, or is justice in the eye of the beholder?
Thatch, Chuck, and Stockton have fled their burdensome lives on Mars in favor of raiding the stars with Hornigold MacCrinain and pirates. The future seems bright until Thatch is twisted into committing a heinous crime that leads down a road too dark to travel. Ambition may be the road to success, but there are no compasses in space and no king on the road to Hell. What goes up crashed back down.
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