The Silk Thief, Claire Buss: Cover Reveal and Preorder!

The Silk Thief (The Roshaven Series Book 2)

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The Silk Thief, releasing 4^th June, 2021, is the second quirky magical mystery adventure set in the Roshaven series of humorous fantasy novels.

If you like the wit and humour of Terry Pratchett's Discworld, then you'll love The Silk Thief.

The Silk Thief, The Blurb:

Fourteen, heir to the Empire of Roshaven, must find herself a new name before Theo, Lord of neighbouring Fidelia, brings his schemes to fruition.

Not only has he stolen Roshaven's trade, but he plans to make Fourteen his own and take her empire in the bargain.

Her protector, Ned Spinks, is plagued with supernatural nightmares whilst his assistant, Jenni the sprite, has lost her magick.

Can they figure out how to thwart Theo's dastardly plan before it's too late for his city and her empire?

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Awakening Satellite

The launch of the first organic satellite ignited mania and chaos in Japan.

Daiki and Sora, the pilots of the reconnaissance starship that would transport the wooden transmitter into orbit, had become as famous as their country's popstars.

Now, it was just them, their third day orbiting Earth, awaiting confirmation from Ground Control to jettison the satellite.

"Is that static, Sora?" Daiki asked, suddenly twiddling his earpiece.

She shrugged, then transmitted, "Can you hear me, Ground Control?"

"A OK, Sky 1!" they responded, crystal clear.

Without warning, the starship shook to its rivets; the pilots looked at each other, then at the external cameras. What had hit them?

One screen showed a crumpled bay door, but dented from the inside!

  That buzzing grew louder, the bay doors buckled completely and the satellite flew free, chaperoned by hosts of humongous hornets.

Looping branches, like vines, whipped through space as the satellite morphed, growing boles as big as sandpits from which giant hornets poured like a golden river.

A seemingly sentient sapling slithered towards them, encircling the nosecone, dragging the starship towards the satellite's burgeoning mass.

Free of gravity, these ancient creatures had realised their true capacities, and needed fuel for reentry!

Sudden Breakthrough

Cathy was next to challenge Ganglian, the shrouded entity stealthily poisoning Earth since its arrival.

Cathy'd not chosen this; her astounding TechSpec results had ultimately, unwittingly betrayed her.

She entered her pod, goodbyes addressed, will utterly defeated.

The pearlescent capsule would undoubtedly become her coffin, as had thousands of pods for Challengers beforehand. None had ever returned.

 One door sealed behind her, its opposing number opening, revealing the hereto unseen Ganglian.

Glistening green skin, writhing tentacles, azure pustules, slate eyes: She was beautiful!

Bewildered, Ganglian processed Cathy's reaction: love?

Slowly, She melted into Cathy's arms, whence She died, finally happy.

Web-chat willies

Government had commandeered all clinics and surgeries to fight the ever-mutating virus.

After many iterations, the virus became so virile it, ironically, overran the clinics.

Medical services became stretched, displaced, overwrought.

Phone appointments touched only the tips of icebergs, before melting down altogether.

Zoom had limited uses: fine for the young, but eldery patients missing appointments rocketed to critical levels, becoming unofficial virus victims.

The breakthrough came when Government granted (and paid for) NHS 3-D printing patents. With USB plug-in compatability, treatment became tangible again, albeit indirectly.

That was when Paolo decided he'd be safe taking the sperm test. He and Maria had tried (and tried) until the bed had collapsed, but no bambino for their efforts.

***

His parcel soon came, printer and all. The only instructions:

• connect to wifi;
• insert disc;
• follow on-screen instructions.

Eventually, everything was set up, printer whirring, sensors on. Paolo readied himself for the next prompt.

» Approach screen wearing loose underwear

"OK," he thought, so, did.

Bad move. Tears welled in his eyes as printed suction cups instantaneously sought, suckered, shook and sucked his genitals.

Through bleary eyes he read the parting message: The NHS: we're coming for you!

If only?!?!