My music playlist on YouTube

I am not just an author, but also a musician. I have been singing and playing since I was a teenager. Enjoy the following playlist of my YouTube music videos:

https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLExj4HxV7t79ABAEF8yNRjmg521okBUSa

My 5-Star Review for The Mask of Beelzebub by Kevin Rodgers

Dr. Laurent Stine and company continue their quest to save Princess Angelique Bosc's lover, Sir Zachary Plate. On Cadaver Island, they must face all manner of perils in an attempt to prevent Zachary's execution. There are undead reverends and winged demons. They must face insane scientists and villainous knights. And all before Angelique's battery pack runs out.

In the midst of this, the elven Queen Persephone languishes in her cell wearing the Mask of Beelzebub. The hellhound Barghest is sent to fetch her, and take her to the Underworld.

Secrets are revealed and hard choices made. The truth of the present lies in the shattered past. Can they survive against impossible odds? It may all come down to a race against time...

The Mask of Beelzebub is available here:

http://www.amazon.com/Mask-Beelzebub-Cadaver-Island-Book-ebook/dp/B00JLTHLZI

An excerpt from Tales of Faygaea

An excerpt from The Tall, Dark Stranger; part of Tales of Faygaea:

Diedra stood transfixed, gazing into that wondrously handsome face. It frightened her. It delighted her. It entranced her. And yet, everything was clear.

The towering figure approached. “My dear, you are the object of my affections. I have beheld you among your own kind. I have longed to speak to you, to caress you, to ravish you completely. Fear not, for you are my chosen beauty. Come with me.”

Diedra’s eyes grew wide. “But…”

The tall, dark stranger beckoned with his hand. “Come.”

She trembled, her mind conflicted. I am bidden, I must go. But what about the other one? Is there another? The one to whom I pledged my love. But I have been chosen. How can I refuse? She took a step forward.

Corrine reached out vainly to her.

Belle’s eyes were full of tears.

Diedra felt drawn by that outstretched hand. It was as if those long curling fingers had taken hold of her soul. “Please…”

“Shhh. Fear not. You are safe. Come with me.”

She was drawn closer and closer. Diedra shook. Her eyes watered. There was something terrible in the dark knight’s gaze: a hunger, a love; desire mixed with hunger, until the two could no longer be distinguished.

And then, the hand was resting on her shoulder. Sir Olivere loomed over her.

Soon, they were mounted on the black steed. The dark knight took the reins and they slowly proceeded towards the trees…

Tales of Faygaea is available here:

http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00VYXVL4Q