Sometimes it’s hard to believe I never used to read. Gasp! Shock! Horror! Yes, I’m afraid it’s true. In school I avoided the dreaded paperback as if it were the monster under the bed, waiting to grab my ankles. Dyslexia can have that effect on most kids. Since no one diagnosed me until I was in university, I ended up in the “special” class. I know some of you now are thinking, “Uh huh”. You know exactly where I’m coming from.
This meant as a child reading was the devil and I avoided books like the plague. However I actually enjoyed writing. It wasn't until I was 14, and a book called Home Before Dark, by Beverly Hastings really opened my eyes to what I had been missing. From then on you couldn't stop me reading,
Stephen King, Anne Rice and Dean Koontz. Pattern developing here? Horror books were my favorites for a long time. Then paranormal romance, Lynsay Sands, Christine Freehan, Laurell K. Hamilton, and J.R Ward. You name it. I more than likely own it and have read it fifty times.
That is where I acquired my passion for paranormal romance. That’s when I really started to get into my writing. While watching a show called Full Metal Alchemist – Brotherhood (It’s an Anime, and yes, I’m a nerd!), I saw a character called Greed. He stuck with me so strongly that I had to write his story. I HAD to write about the Seven Deadly Sins. From that one character—Greed—reinvented came Greed’s Charity, Book #1 of the Seven Deadly Sins series.
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by R.A. Pollard
Cursed: In an abyss of ceaseless rage, Satanus, Sin of Wrath, is lost to the fury within. With his memories fragmented and the beast consuming him, it’s only a matter of time before the man he was is lost forever.
by R.A. Pollard
Meet Greed, Lust, Gluttony, Wrath, Envy, Pride, and Sloth—the Seven Sins of man, molded into human form. Tasked by Hades, god of the underworld, to keep the balance between humanity and sin, their mission, to prevent mankind from becoming mired in darkness and corruption. If they fail, the souls become a Blight upon the world. The fate of humanity rests on their shoulders. We might be in trouble.
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