No Judgement. No Fear. Epic Antiheroes Of 2021
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A DARK FANTASY, ACTION-ADVENTURE, MAGICAL REALISM THRILL RIDE! You'll be weak in knees swooning and on the edge of your seat cheering as they train for the Immortal Testing. It's like a thousand ways to die with dark comedy and scenes that will make you blush.
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Saturday, July 24, 2021
Series deals with a few days left. Children Of Ankh. COA series
Tuesday, August 11, 2020
Children Of Ankh Series Universe
Kim Cormack is the dark comedy loving author of the Children Of Ankh Universe. She worked for over 16 years as an Early Childhood educator in preschool, daycare, and as an aid. She has M.S and has lived most of her life on Vancouver Island in beautiful British Columbia, Canada. Currently, she lives in the gorgeous town of Port Alberni. She's a single mom with two awesome offspring. She has a son in grade 10 and a daughter in University at VIU.
If you bump into this author, slowly back away. Toss packages of hot sauce at her until you escape.
A Note From The Author.
I began writing this series shortly after my M.S diagnosis. I had many reasons to fight. I had incredible children, family and friends, but this series gave me purpose. Whenever things become dark, I use my imagination to find the light within myself. No matter what life throws your way, you are stronger than you believe. I hope the character's strength becomes an inner voice for the readers who need it. Stand back up, and if you can't stand, rise within yourself. We are all beautiful as we are. We are all immortal.
All heroes are born from the embers that linger after the fire of great tragedy.
She slept a dreamless sleep free of dragons for she had slain them once again.
Fantasy adventure, magical realism, non-stop action with laughter, tears and a coming of age paranormal romance that will capture every reader's heart. A story of a teenage girl who overcomes tragedy and evolves into something she never knew possible as her immortal destiny comes to light. This paranormal fantasy will leave you breathless as it takes you through the darkness and leads you back out into the secret world of immortality triggered by choices in the afterlife.
The end of her life is only the beginning of her story.
This series is what would happen if Hunger games and Divergent hooked up and had a baby!
A comic romp through the afterlife with three Clans of naughty, certifiably insane antiheroes who battle while collecting partially immortal teenagers as they survive the exterminations of their family lines on their sixteenth year. If they've impressed the Guardians of the in-between with their bravery, they shall be granted a second chance at life as sacrificial lambs for the greater good. They must join one of three Clans of immortals living on earth and can be stolen at random by any other Clan until their eighteenth birthday.
She had never coveted the role of princess. She'd always wanted to be the hero.
Would you live your life differently if you knew the Correction was coming for you? They have allowed you to live until the age of sixteen because they want you to fight back. Your family line will be erased from this world sometime around your sixteenth birthday. You and your twin sister were never meant to be born. There will be no place to run and nowhere to hide. You won't even know they are coming. Could you survive your Correction?
Do you have what it takes to leave your humanity behind?
If your answer is yes, then hold on tight.
Behind The Series ☥
One thousand years ago, procreation became illegal under the immortal law. Any suspected offspring will be allowed to live until the age of sixteen. At this time, a Correction will be sent to erase their family line. If your bravery has impressed the Guardian's of the in-between, you may be granted a second chance at life as a sacrificial lamb for the greater good in one of the three Clans of immortals living on earth, Ankh, Trinity or Triad. The symbol of your Clan will be branded into your flesh, and with this mark, you will no longer be permitted through the hall of souls each time you die. At eighteen you will be sealed to your Clan. They will train your partially mortal brain to adapt to immortality. Your next feat will be, Immortal Testing where you will be dropped into a floating magical Crypt the size of New York City into a Testing fuelled by your worst nightmares. In this personal hell, anything can happen. Here, you must die thousands of times to prove yourself capable of being immortal. Three Clans go into the Testing. Only the first two to reach the Amber Room will earn their freedom.
Children Of Ankh Series Order
Book One: Sweet Sleep
Book Two: Enlightenment
Book Three: Let There Be Dragons
Book Four: Handlers Of Dragons
Book Five Coming in 2020, Tragic Fools
C.O.A Series Order (Same Universe)
Book One: Wild Thing
Book Two: Wicked Thing
Book Four: Deplorable Me
Book Five Coming soon
Children Of Ankh Series Novellas
Bring Out Your Dead
Warning: Information contained within this series is not intended for mere mortals. Reading this may inadvertently trigger a Correction. If you survive or have shown great bravery during your demise, you may be given a second chance at life by one of the three Guardians of the in-between. For your soul's protection until your 18th year, you must join one of three Clans of immortals residing on earth, Ankh, Trinity, or Triad. You are still reading this, aren't you? Buckle up.
Sleep, sweet sleep till the morning
Just dream away and close your eyes
My love, you'll be safe until the morning
Sleeping in my heart, all through the night
Although bad dreams come to scare you
My love will scare them all away
My heart
The lights flickered, the pain went away, and her mother was holding her, singing "Sleep, sweet sleep."
The Beginning
Would you live your life differently if you knew the Correction was coming for you? They have allowed you to live until the age of sixteen because they want you to fight back. Your family line will be erased from this world sometime around your sixteenth birthday. You and your twin were never meant to be born. There will be no place to run and nowhere to hide. You won't even know they are coming. Could you survive your Correction?
Do you have what it takes to leave your humanity behind?
If your answer is yes, then hold on tight.
You can find the series trailers and the teaser online. If you find me somewhere out there in the vast world of social media, I would love to hear from you. P.S My American friends, Uk and Canada spell some words differently.
Handy Children Of Ankh Universe Facts
Correction: The scheduled execution of all partially immortal offspring and their genetic line.
Ankh, Trinity and Triad: Three Clans of immortals living on earth. You must join one of the three Clans if you survive your Correction. They train you for Immortal Testing.
Testing: At the age of eighteen, you become sealed to your Clan. All of the newest members of each Clan train for Testing. Immortal Testing is a floating crypt the size of New York City, containing your worst nightmares where you must die thousands of times to prove your partially mortal brain can withstand the trials of immortality. Three Clans enter and race for the Amber room. Only the first two will be set free. The third remains lost their worst nightmares.
Tombs: If you survive the Testing, you have earned your own healing tomb generating from your Clan's stone. Example, Clan Ankh is rose quartz, Triad is jade, Trinity is sapphire.
Guardians: Three Guardians created each Clan of immortals. Beings, resembling angels from the in-between.
Crypts: Homebase's for each Clan, scattered all over the world.
Dragons: There are green scaly Dragons in this series, but in most cases, the word Dragon refers to the ability to turn off emotions. Lexy is the Dragon of Clan Ankh. A Dragon is used as an assassin.
Happy Reading
Kim Cormack XOXO
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Saturday, May 18, 2019
Thursday, March 21, 2019
Consider it a dare. Let me know what happens after you've read this.
Melody’s Sweet Sleep
Melody winced as she yanked the car’s back door open. Her stomach had been hurting all day and she’d been plagued with this weird nervous energy. She chucked her school bag on the floor in front of little Stevie’s car seat and avoided his swinging legs. She bent over and kissed her baby brother’s pursed lips and his face illuminated with joy. She lovingly greeted the toddler, “How’s my sweet baby today?” Her other brother was ten-years-old and also in the back. Both boys were adorable with ash blonde hair and deeply set dimples. Melody smiled as she asked, “Did you have a good day at school Kevin?”
Obviously attempting to push her buttons, Kevin scowled at her and rudely baited, “You’d know how my day was if you ever came home after school.”
They had the token sibling love-hate relationship but she really wasn’t in the mood for his crap today. Her stomach cramped again. Little Stevie was laughing and wildly swinging his legs, kicking the back of her seat, trying keep her attention focused on him.
Her mother complained, “Must you always slam the door?”
“Sorry.” Melody apologised, meeting her mother’s frustrated gaze. Even when she was angry her mother was stunning, with her vibrant auburn hair and wide gentle smile, framed by deeply carved dimples. She was a beautiful woman with the softest green eyes, so gentle her soul looked almost breakable; you just wanted to give her a hug and protect her. Melody looked almost identical to her mother except her chestnut brown hair was shoulder length with a natural, whimsical wave which she always wore tucked behind her ears.
It was pouring, when her mother announced her father was going to be late tonight. She succumbed to the chanting chorus of ice cream coming from the backseat and they made a unanimous decision to stop at the diner on the way home where they each ordered giant ice cream sundaes, even little Stevie; who had it literally everywhere by the time they were done. Melody smiled as her brother Kevin entertained the table with his outrageous sense of humour. She took a moment to appreciate her mother’s easy laughter and calm demeanor even during Stevie’s ice cream face painting episode. Her mother, all smiles, chose that moment to tell her that they had another baby on the way and that she was well over four months along. It was a happy surprise.
“Can you feel the baby moving yet? Melody enquired as she ate another mouthful of ice cream.
Her mother replied,” Yes…I can.”
Melody asked, “Can I feel the baby?”
“You can give it a try.” Her mother answered sweetly.
It was fluttering around as Melody laid her hand on her mother’s slightly rounded stomach. It was truly miraculous. She didn’t want to take her hand off but she did.
As they stood up to leave, her mother leaned over and whispered a secret in her ear, “It’s a girl.”
She watched her mom walk away from the table to pay for the sundaes. Once again, she felt a strange wave of apprehension ripple through her. Melody clutched her stomach and grimaced. She was a little worried but her little brother started to squeal and he winged his empty sundae cup on the floor. Melody crouched down with a napkin to clean it up and mumbled, “Seriously Stevie?” She heard her mother rustling around above her at the table.
Her mom said, “Thank you honey.”
Melody grinned as she rose to her feet and replied, “No problem.” As she followed her family out to the vehicle, her little brother’s footsteps were humming in her ears. She shook her head. I must be over tired? Maybe I’m coming down with something? She was grinning in the car as they drove home thinking about how much she’d always wanted a little sister, while staring out the window watching the trees whirl by. She had to turn away. She was feeling a little dizzy. Motion sickness had never been her friend. The car swerved on the road. Startled, she laughed, “Mom, what the hell?” She glanced at her mother. She’d passed out in the driver’s seat! Melody panicked and with no time to think, she took off her seatbelt while attempting to reach for the steering wheel. The car swerved in one direction and then in another. It happened so quickly. It lurched into a shallow ditch, leaving the rear of the car exposed to oncoming traffic. Melody felt an instantaneous explosion of pain as her body flew through the windshield. She toppled limply down a steep embankment coming to rest in high grass. Stunned, she tried to comprehend the severity of her situation. What had just happened? That didn’t just happen. This wasn’t real. She lay bleeding in the foliage by the side of the road, taking small labored breaths, unable to move. Did that just happen? She could hear her baby brother’s desperate, haunting cries, “Mommy! Melody!” They crackled through the eerie silence in the frigid night air. She began to fight her way back to reality. Smoke was billowing above the car. She lay there twitching, completely incapacitated. Her wrist was in her line of vision; a bone had pierced through her skin. She felt the hot, sticky sensation of her blood as it left her body pooling beneath her. Her head lay twisted sideways and she could see the car through the curtain of blood. She attempted to blink it out her eyes. Melody could see her little brother’s face. He was sobbing with his hand against the window, imploring her to help him. He seemed to be staring right at her. She tried to move but her lack of pain let her know that she was in shock. No matter how hard she struggled, she couldn’t move. A voice inside of her mind kept whispering, go to sleep Melody. It’s time to go to sleep. Her little brother’s cries kept her eyes straining to stay open. She had to stay with him until she was sure he was safe. She couldn’t allow her eyes to close. She couldn’t succumb to the voice in her mind. Not until she knew somebody was there to help him. Melody focused on his tiny outstretched palm on the window. She could remember what it felt like to hold it and how the feeling of her baby brother’s hand in hers made her heart surge with love. She felt no pain. She was only thinking about him. Melody was silently praying as a big rig turned the corner and ran directly into the back of the vehicle. She lay there in horror as her little brother’s cries were silenced by the sound of crushing metal. What was left of the vehicle made a high-pitched scraping sound as it tumbled down the road as a sandwiched pile of rubble. There was a moment of complete quiet before an echoing explosion, followed by the crackling of fire but there was no screaming, not a single cry for they’d all been crushed on impact. Melody began to scream from within her broken being. She screamed over and over until she finally succumbed to her mind’s chanting, go to sleep, just shut your eyes…Go to sleep Melody. A final thought trickled through her broken mind riding on the last current of life as she bled out into the frigid unforgiving earth, if they are gone, please let me die. The heartbreaking vision ended and faded to black.
She was so cold. Where was she? Her eyes opened and the foggy images came into focus; leaves were all around her. Where am I? She could hear the steady humming of passing cars. She sat up and as she took in her surroundings, she realised that the sounds of the vehicles were coming from above her, up the grassy hill. She looked at her hands and touched her face, confused as to how she’d come to be lying in the grass down a ravine. Morning dew was still glimmering in small droplets on the tips of the tall grass surrounding her. It was strangely magical; it looked like daylight stars in a sky of lush green foliage. Her hands were smudged with mud, as were her clothes but she felt alright. Melody racked her brain trying to remember what she was doing by the side of the road. She began to get flickers of memory; the ice cream, the baby sister and her little brother’s hand pressed against the glass on car window. But nothing solid was coming to her. Had she gotten lost? Had she been kidnapped or attacked on her way home walking from somewhere? She wiped the dirt off her hands onto her clothes. She felt a little woozy as she tried to stand up but quickly found her balance. She stood there at the bottom of the hill in moist thigh deep grass thinking, what happened? As she tried to remember again, she was met with a piercing headache that throbbed and pulsated beneath her scalp. Her mind seemed to be saying, just leave it alone; you don’t want to know.
She climbed up the side of the hill on all fours holding on to the long thick strands of grass as though she were a wild animal, with an unexplainable feeling of strength rippling beneath the surface of her skin. When she reached the top, she rose to a standing position by the side of the road with her feet half on gravel, half on cement and noticed she was missing a shoe. That’s weird, why would I only have one shoe on? Thoughts raced through her mind, there was something she needed to remember. She had a flash of memory…There were diamonds in sand. She was standing barefoot in the sand with her toes in the warm luxurious silky grains. As she recalled brilliant light and a beautiful woman, she felt more than a little bit delusional. She must have hit her head?
She could see teddy bears and a memorial around a tree by the side of the road and she slowly walked towards it feeling like it mattered to her in some way. She felt a sense of foreboding as she approached the shrine. Pictures of her family were on the tree, surrounded by flowers and toys. A cheerleading picture of her was also on the tree, as well as a picture of her on her horse. Did I die? she thought, still unable to remember anything solid. Melody stared at the pictures of her in confusion and picked up a bouquet of flowers from someone named Michael and read it…Great loss of Melody and her family…My condolences…Was she a ghost? Had they all died in a car accident? That’s why people made these shrines by the side of the road. She dropped to her knees in front of the makeshift shrine, looking like an angel kneeling at the bottom of a perfect ray of light that shone through the dense forest as though it had extended from heaven to guide her way home. Why was she still here? A car pulled over but she didn’t hear it because she was trying to process everything.
Her father spoke her name in disbelief, “Melody?”
What? She turned around and her heart leapt as she looked up at him. Maybe angels came to guide you to heaven in the form of someone you love.
Her father shook his head in disbelief as he took a step closer. His voice cracked with emotion as he gasped, “Is that really you?”
Angels wouldn’t cry. Her heart leapt. “Daddy?” She whispered, “Can you see me?”
Her father knelt before her and she was afraid. What if this wasn’t real, just a cruel taunting nightmare. He reached out and touched her shoulder. He was real. Her father opened his arms and she sprung into his loving embrace.
He cradled her, sobbing, “How…How are you alive? How are you here with me?”
Tears blurred her vision as she whispered, “Are mom and the boys with you?”
“No,” her father choked out, “They’re gone…I thought you were gone to?” They clung to each other and sobbed.
They were still crying in each other’s arms by the side of the road when a police car pulled up. An officer got out and exclaimed, “Oh my God!”
Melody’s father looked up with his eyes overflowing with tears of joy and replied, “Exactly.”
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