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K. B. Forrest


KB Forrest has researched ancient Indo-European history and folklore for several years, and brings to this novel his story-telling flair and the accurate details today’s readers demand.  He is skilled in animal husbandry, primitive survival skills, and horsemanship. These talents allow him to imbue his stories with realistic elements.


KB lives on a farm in Northern Mississippi with his faithful dogs. He raises Brahman cattle and a large variety of birds. When not writing, he paints in oils and watercolors.
 

Email : kb@yaoi-books.com

Website : http://www.yaoi-books.com

The Eternal Fox Sorcerer

Written By: K. B. Forrest
Series: The Sorcerer Chronicles #0
Published By: Extasy Books
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The fox spirit is revealed in its shadow—Japanese folk wisdom.   Andre finally learns the dread...
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The fox spirit is revealed in its shadow—Japanese folk wisdom.
 
Andre finally learns the dreaded truth, the secret of how Abe no Seimei became the eternal fox sorcerer. He also ends up entering into a pact he didn’t expect. He is shocked when Seimei insists on going back home with Andre, who doesn’t know how he will deal with a thousand-year-old man in his own world. Will Seimei’s demon associates crash the plane? Will his mother, a hereditary miko shaman woman, guess the truth of Seimei? He is too frightened to think of the possibilities, but he is also ecstatic to think that they can be together. When Seimei decides to accompany Andre to see his Harvard advisor, the situation turns dire. Seimei reveals to him that the man he thought was his professor may actually be the reincarnation of his archenemy, Ashiya Doman. Will Andre and Seimei survive the encounter?
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The Impossible Promise

Written By: K. B. Forrest
Published By: Devine Destinies
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Roscoe didn’t mean to do it. He beat a woman almost to death, but hell, she was a whore. A woman who had no...

“Hi, darlin’, I was just over to see Mr. Flarck. He wanted to ask me if we’d had lunch. What was that about?”

She closed the door and fell into his arms crying. When she finished her story, Bob was surprised that even though he’d done this to hurt Billy, he felt real sympathy for the beautiful young woman. It seemed that someone was out to get her canned.

“So he tried to frame you so that you won’t be considered for the job? That’s low. Look, here is my cell phone number.” He wrote the number on the back of his official business card. “If you need me to vouch for you or to catch these guys at their game, just let me know. I’ll break that whale’s leg if he tries anything.”

Darlene was wiping her tears, and he put a hand on her face, holding her as he dabbed a tear with his thumb. God, she was beautiful.

“Tonight when we go out, I’ll let you know if anything else happens,” she said.

He realized that Billy and Darlene had made plans for a date. This meeting was going to screw things up, but since his stomach still hurt from Billy’s punch, he deserved it. He said goodbye and started to leave when a huge man with a pendulous gut came charging out of the next office. A smarmy smile spread over his face. He pushed past Bob and looked into Darlene’s office.

He shook a fat finger at her and said, “Get a room.”

Bob was instantly filled with rage. He recognized that Roscoe fellow from her description. There couldn’t be two of the same blob. He grabbed the man by his collar and pulled him close ferociously. “You watch yourself, Buster. I’ve de-nuttered my share of hogs, and I’ll do it again any day. You cross me, or my woman, and I’ll make you squeal like a stuck pig, you hear me? Answer before I get my nut-clippers out.”

Roscoe said, “Let me go. Oh God, I’ll do whatever you say.”

“You address me as Oh God, Sir.” Bob shook the man until his jowls trembled like pouches of Jell-O.

“Oh God, Sir.” Roscoe said obediently.

Bob walked down the hall assertively, hearing his cowboy boots clip along the polished floor. He imagined Darlene laughing in her office.

Roscoe didn’t mean to do it. He beat a woman almost to death, but hell, she was a whore. A woman who had no appreciation for him! He knows one thing: he is a lot of man to love. Now her pimp is ordering him to pay up. He knows he can do it because he’s in line for a big raise. One small thing stands in his way: Darlene Savage.

Darlene wants to make it as a network technician because she has what it takes, even if all of her co-workers are male. One big thing stands in her way: Roscoe, a man who hates her and believes no woman can do his kind of work. He is constantly scheming to get her fired, but the competition heats up when a new job opens.

Darlene finds an ally in Billy-Bob, a fascinating geek by day, and cowboy by night. The only problem? He’s like a changeling. She never knows what will come up next. What she doesn’t know is that Billy-Bob is not just one man. He is really two men—identical twins, and one of them is courting her without the other’s knowledge. Will she finally realize and make her choice, or will Roscoe make sure she never lives to choose?

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The Sicilian Undead

Written By: K. B. Forrest
Published By: Extasy Books
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When a powerful vampire leader hands out penalties, it is terrifying, like thunder and lightning, and even the dem...
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When a powerful vampire leader hands out penalties, it is terrifying, like thunder and lightning, and even the demons and spirits cannot undo his work: Eliade.
 
Life sucked more than Tony thought possible. When Vampire Dragomir Eliade sucks out his mortal life, he finally fights back and wins in his own way. No longer bound by the awful curse of being a street fruit vendor, handsome Tony sets his sights on the goal of starting his own detective agency. He and his worshipful sidekick, Eliade, take a bite out of crime.
When a fearful father seeks help from the duo, Tony realizes that he is up against harsh odds. A statue looted from an Iraqi museum turns out to be an image possessed by the Evil Spirit, Iblis himself. The man, an antiques broker, knew that he was purchasing a stolen item. What he doesn’t know is that a Satanist cult wants the statue for its own, and to get it, its members have brainwashed his daughter and won her over to the side of evil. Will Tony have the power it takes to go up against the Evil Spirit, or will he and Eliade become the unwilling servants of the newly risen monster?
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The Sorcerer and the Shaman

Written By: K. B. Forrest
Series: The Sorcerer Chronicles #4
Published By: Devine Destinies
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Fear yourself, for your deepest fears are his most deadly weapons.   The Sorcerer Gaumata has lost th...

The hunger was acute as Papyan the Sinner looked at the heap they were poised to fight over. He felt himself drooling profusely, but when he noticed the great tendrils of saliva that hung from the other man’s mouth, he was terrified. Papyan the Sinner knew he must have the prize or die trying to get it. His arms swung back and forth as he tried to menace his opponent. “You bag of chicken shit, I’ll use your hide to wipe my ass,” he screamed, his voice pitching too high.

In a blur the two men attacked each other.

They were suddenly wrenched apart and were both overcome with the stench. Each man felt on his shoulder a horny claw that held him in a death grip. They went limp like kittens held by the scruff of the neck.

“What have we here, my two pups?” a voice growled. It seemed to come from the bottom of the never-ending cave, and was drenched in an evil so pure that it was mesmerizing. “You are fighting over this while forgetting what I called you for!” the throaty voice chuckled. The reek that emanated from his mouth was a mixture of decayed flesh and the cloying, fetid smell of a very large reptile.

“I need you to make yourselves useful. There is a man who must die, for with my power, I can see that he will be a problem for me if he is allowed to develop. One of you will have the job of killing him and his entire family now, while he is weak. The other will be there to help if there is a mishap.” He eyed them with a look that was primeval and reptilian. Both the men shivered. He threw them to the ground roughly. With one sharp talon he divided the large mound that was between them. It was a mound of the Sorcerer Gaumata’s excrement that they had been fighting over. Both the men trembled with renewed desire, but the creature backhanded them, his scaly skin stinging like a thousand scorpions.

Fear yourself, for your deepest fears are his most deadly weapons.
 
The Sorcerer Gaumata has lost the Throne of Persia to the true king, Darius. He has also lost his own body, but it is still going well. He has managed to possess Mihr, son of the powerful sorcerers Rustem and Anahita. He should have known they would retaliate. Not only have they now forced him to give up his beautiful, new vessel, but they also forced him into the vile body of a fly. As if this were not insult enough, Gaumata learns that they have managed to save their unborn baby, Antiochus.
Gaumata has sunken so low that he knows that the only way is up. Years have passed and Gaumata has been able to safely inhabit the body of a weaker, minor dragon. He plots his revenge. He must kill Antiochus, but he can’t do it alone. With the assistance of two trusted men, Gnel the Evil and Papyan the Sinner, Gaumata is now on the brink of success. How was he to know that the killing of Antiochus would produce a horror even worse than he anticipated? How was he to know that his evil acts would give birth to two powerful werewolves bent on his destruction?
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The Sorcerer's Secret

Written By: K. B. Forrest
Published By: Extasy Books
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{WARNING} Contains scenes of extreme violence that may be offensive to some readers. Fire—dreams of Fire&mda...
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{WARNING} Contains scenes of extreme violence that may be offensive to some readers. Fire—dreams of Fire—visions of Fire. Where do they come from? Aryazate doesn’t know why, but he fears the power secretly growing in him. Am I a demon, or a sorcerer? Kavada, the blacksmith, seems to be the only one he can trust, but even he doesn’t know the extent of Aryazate’s secrets. What would he say if he found out that the beautiful maiden Aryazate, is really a young man forced by circumstances to conceal this truth, which day by day becomes more evident? Just when he thinks Kavada is ready to hear the truth, Aryazate’s worst nightmares become reality. The Head-Mage Monushir accuses him of sorcery and has him imprisoned. What will this trial reveal? Is the truth so horrible that Aryazate will welcome torture and death by fire—by the same fire that haunts his dreams?
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Trial by Fire

Written By: K. B. Forrest
Published By: Extasy Books
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In a world lit only by ancient fires, passion and danger await.   Chief Melik of the Scythian Paralata...
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In a world lit only by ancient fires, passion and danger await.

 
Chief Melik of the Scythian Paralatae tribe is dead, horribly mutilated. Evil Zohak leads the warriors in accusing Atar, who must now run for his life. Atar decides to go to the great One Hundred Year Festival with his lover, the werewolf Bulliwuf. Arriving at the festival with no money, Atar joins several competitions, which have significant prizes. Atar’s quest for money brings him to the attention of the evil wizard Dahaka, who first mistakes him for his long lost son.

The Summons will be heard by all qualified mages at the end of the festival, but only one can be awarded the title and power of the Firestarter. Zohak and his father Dahaka plan to see to it that Atar never hears the Summons.

 
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