Sunday, October 20, 2013

A Taste of Death by Curtis Lee Cancino

genre: a science fantasy romance action comedy

Are you ready for a dinner date ... with death? There’s Fun! There’s Food! There’s Action! There’s Romance! And there’s a whole lot more than that happening inside of the light-blue room of Shaunté Cuisine!

George was dining at Shaunté Cuisine, famed for their cattle-moth steak, until a floozy from the 1950s sauntered up to his booth, to become his unexpected dinner guest! Are her rhyming allusions as innocent as her pink pastel dress, or is this curious woman on a catering assignment to intercept George, and his cattle-moth eating ways? Regardless of her motives, and her annoying smile, Lynda will keep George company and get to eat her favorite Tigeracle dippers before the night is over! “Oh yay! Yay; yay; yay!” as Lynda would say.

"A Taste of Death" -- Featuring good food, questionable romance, intense action, and much, much more than you’re paying for!

Also includes: The "Famous," Mr. Dennys

Excerpt from "A Taste of Death"....

As George tore into the bloody cattle-moth steak, a floozy wearing a pink pastel dress layered ‘round with fuzzy dangly balls, and a pair of shiny black, knee-high boots, sauntered up to his booth. Her dark liquid, obsidian eyes, set within her thin oval face, matched her jet-black, shoulder length hair nicely. With a big predatory smile plastered across her big stupid face, she said, “Hey-hey, daddy-o! O; o; o! You mind if I join you? You; you; you?”

George devoured three good bites of his tender and delicious cattle-moth steak before he acknowledged the floozy standing over him. With thin red juices dripping off his clean shaven chin, he glanced up at Lynda, and said, “Huh?”

“Cool-cool, honeychild-o-mine,” she said, tucking a lose strand of hair behind an ear, and, flashing a smile broader than before, she slid into the booth uninvited. “My name’s Lynda; Lynda Lipstyle. What’s your name, honeylove? Love; love; love!”

With the cattle-moth juices still dripping off his chin, George eyed Lynda like a lone wolf protecting his meal. After a measured silence, he answered, “I’m George; George du Chute-Tu.” He grabbed a napkin and wiped his mouth. Great, now I have to act all civilized with this chow sitting in front of me. Blet! He tossed the napkin aside and resumed attacking his bloody cattle-moth steak.


USA link: http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00EJOSK4Q/ref=s9_simh_gw_p351_d1_i1?pf_rd_m=ATVPDKIKX0DER&pf_rd_s=center-2&pf_rd_r=1GMZH125RKAENYRRQPRV&pf_rd_t=101&pf_rd_p=1389517282&pf_rd_i=507846

UK link: http://www.amazon.co.uk/A-Taste-of-Death-ebook/dp/B00EJOSK4Q/ref=pd_rhf_gw_p_t_1_RTJJ


About the Author:

An Art Institute dropout, Curtis Lee Cancino is a venerable nobody. While most sci-fi writers have worked a cavalcade of jobs, Curtis has not. With minimal work skills and life experience, he is a spiritual philosopher with an open mind for the possibilities of life. The endless beauty of life is the testament of those possibilities; even in a mediocre life such as Curtis Lee Cancino's. His work history spans from being a warehouse worker to flipping burgers, and being a busboy, a dishwasher, and, most recently, a groundskeeper. Outside menial busy tasks for money, Curtis stays busy working on personal projects that range from reading and writing to producing techno music (as Kurt-thee-Inducer,) and drawing. Although lacking in material possessions and serious relationships, he stays positive through all challenges great and small. Curtis Lee Cancino offers his editing, ghost writing, and artistic services as CLC Design.

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I do not know why but no one has noticed  in my books vampires are Asian Vampires ... 


A self help guide by Amy Mah (Vampire) for teenage vampire girls, the guide is fully illustrated by manga Artist Heby and is written in an easy to follow A - Z format explaining everything a teenage vampire girl would need to know about living life as a modern Vampire. What is fashionable to wear when eating out? Fang maintenance & how to keep your claws sharp. Should you let a boy bite you on the first date? Easy to understand clear advice is given to every day problems Example: When you get an urge to bite: We all get those normal urges to bite things, and I must point out it is very normal, Claws are all well and good in a fight but a bite gives the extra advantage of getting a refreshing drink at the same time. Lots of girls worry about showing their Fangs in public believing that to show your fangs is rude, but don't be shy they can be a girls greatest asset (ok second greatest asset) if a boy is being rude to you, don't just snarl at him, just bite him! You are a vampire why do you think you have sharp teeth if not for sinking them into a boy that is being rude to you.


Today's world is difficult for everyone, especially teenagers. They face the stresses of school, deciding whom to date, and the biggie of sex, just to name a few. Imagine all of those things ten times worse, and you might get an idea of what it's like being a living, breathing teenage vampire. At last, the world can read about the life of a girl with good teeth, her problems with strong sunlight that gave her spots, and the sunblock that made her hair go yucky and produced more spots. Yes, sunlight was dangerous, as she could be the first teenager in history to die from terminal acne! In her everyday life, older vampires expected her to walk about at night in the traditional female uniform, a see-through, 18th-century nightdress, without undies! Well, this female vampire knew why the cold winds blowing along the corridors were called, "male winds," so she wore her see-through nightdress over jeans and a very thick jumper. To be sure that people would still know she was a vampire, the jumper had a very large, pink bat on it. And as to guys, well, it was normal for a girl to dream about guys; she just wished the dreams could have involved chocolates and holding hands, not leaping out at someone, ripping off his shirt, and demanding to know what blood type he was (at least not on the first date).

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