The Vanishers by R. G. Belsky ~ Paranormal Gothic Thriller ~ @DickBel @partnersincr1me

THE VANISHERS

by R. G. Belsky

June 15 - July 10, 2026 Virtual Book Tour

About the Book:

Megan Foley knows she saw the little boy. So why does everyone at the perfect seaside house insist he never existed? The house was perfect. That was its first lie.

When Megan and her husband Patrick accept an invitation to spend the summer at a luxurious house share in Stone Beach, Connecticut, everything seems too good to be true. The rent is absurdly low. The host, Mrs. Monahan, is attentive to the point of unease. The other guests are pleasant — until they aren't.

One day, Megan sees a boy, Tommy, playing… and the next, Tommy is simply gone. Not moved. Not spoken of. Erased, as though he never existed. All the other guests at the house look at Megan blankly when she asks.

One by one, the guests succumb to long hours in front of the television in a glassy trance. Patrick grows cold and distant. Something stirs in the attic.

Megan alone seems immune — but for how long? As she begins to doubt herself and the house tightens its hold, she must confront the terrifying truth about Mrs. Monahan, the attic room, and the price of a perfect summer.

A chilling gothic thriller for fans of atmospheric domestic horror — available in Kindle Unlimited.

Book Details:

Genre: Paranormal Gothic Thriller
Published by: dp DIGITAL PUBLISHERS
Publication Date: May 7, 2026
Number of Pages: 298
ISBN: 978-1918343335
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PROLOGUE

Hudson Lake, Michigan

I know everyone in this diner is looking at me like I’m strange.

Well, I’m sure used to that by now. It wasn’t always that way, of course. I mean I’m blonde-haired, just turned 30 and once – a million years or so ago before the terrible times happened – people said I was pretty. But now I realize that I look old beyond my years. I’ve lost a lot of weight, my face is pale and gaunt and I’m trembling noticeably right now even though it is the first real warm day of spring.

I make my way unsteadily over to a stool at the diner’s counter and sit there quietly, without talking, even when a guy comes over and asks for my order.

“What’ll it be, ma’am?” he smiles.

I stare at him with a confused look on my face. Nothing people say these days - even simple questions like that - seem to make sense to me anymore.

“Ma’am,” he repeats.

“Pardon?”

“My name is Danny. Danny Heller. I own this place. What do you want?”

I think about if for a second, then say: “Do you think I could have some tea?”

“Tea, sure.”

He walks over to the kitchen area, pours a cup and brings it back to me.

“How about something to eat?” he asks. “A sandwich. Some soup. Maybe a nice piece of pie. We got some nice pies today. Apple. Cherry. Lemon meringue.”

“Lemon meringue?”

“Sure. Want a piece?”

I nod. “Yes, that would be nice.”

Danny Heller cuts an extra large slice of the pie, places it onto a plate and carries it back to where I am sitting. I begin eating. Silently and without any emotion. Just like I do everything else now.

“Are you from around here?” he asks.

“No, not from around here.”

What’s your name?

“Uh, I’m Megan…

“Well, I’m glad to meet you, Megan. Are you just visiting around these parts?”

“I’m…,” I hesitate, because it’s painful to say the words., “I’m…looking for a vacation house.”

“Hey we’ve got some good ones. The lake this time of year is one of the prettiest spots in all of Michigan. Or anywhere else, for that matter. Have you looked at many houses?”

“Not here. Other places.”

“You’ve been traveling then?”

“Yes, I’ve been traveling quite a bit.”

The truth is I have been traveling for nearly a year. I started back east, moving from resort town to resort town along the New England coast. When fall came, I started moving down along the coast toward the winter resorts. Miami Beach. The Gold Coast. The Gulf Shore. Then, with the advent of spring, I had come north and inland to look at lake areas. Ohio. Minnesota. And now Michigan.

In all the places, I’ve done the same thing. Gone through ads for house rentals. Checked with real estate brokers. Driven aimlessly around shore areas looking.

Always looking.

Looking for the house.

The house I can never forget.

The house of my nightmares.

“We have some local house listings on that bulletin board over there,” Danny Heller says, pointing to a wall at the end of the counter. “People with a place to rent put stuff up there. Maybe you’ll find something you want.”

I get up from my stool and walk over to the bulletin board.

Looking through the ads posted on the bulletin board without really expecting to find anything.

But then I see it.

And I scream!

I scream so loudly that everyone in the diner stops eating and looks at me.

It’s a scream that keeps gathering momentum as it goes on like a runaway train, terrifying everyone there.

“What’s wrong?” Danny says, rushing over to where I’m standing by the bulletin board.

I point to a picture of a house in one of the ads.

“It’s here,” I whisper.

“What?”

“The house.”

And it is.

The house I’ve been looking for.

The house from Pleasant Street.

“I don’t understand,” Danny is saying.

“It’s the house,” I sob. “Oh, my God, it really is the same house…”

***

Excerpt from The Vanishers by R. G. Belsky. Copyright 2026 by R. G. Belsky. Reproduced with permission from R. G. Belsky. All rights reserved.

  

Meet the Author:

R.G. Belsky is an award-winning author of crime fiction and a journalist in New York City. His newest mystery, THE VANISHERS, was published by dp DIGITAL PUBLISHERS. Belsky has published 26 novels. He also writes thrillers under the name Dana Perry. And he is a contributing writer for The Big Thrill magazine and BookTrib.

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Dreidels and Dead Ends (Bad Hair Day Mysteries) by Nancy J. Cohen ~ Cozy Mystery @nancyjcohen

Dreidels and Dead Ends (Bad Hair Day Mysteries) by Nancy J. Cohen

About Dreidels and Dead Ends

 

Dreidels and Dead Ends (Bad Hair Day Mysteries)

Cozy Mystery

19th in Series

Setting - Florida

Publisher ‏ : ‎ Orange Grove Press

Publication date ‏ : ‎ June 23, 2026

Print length ‏ : ‎ 246 pages

Paperback ISBN-10 ‏ : ‎ 1952886392

ISBN-13 ‏ : ‎ 978-1952886393

Kindle ISBN-13 ‏ : ‎ 978-1952886409

ASIN ‏ : ‎ B0GWQMWF7Y

A daring holiday heist at the local history museum sends hairstylist Marla Vail on her most tangled case yet. When salon owner Marla Vail agrees to speak at the local history museum’s gala opening for a new exhibit, she expects applause—not a catastrophe. But shortly after she takes the stage, a thief steals the featured diamond-studded hairbrush, leaving behind an empty display case and a badly injured security guard. Marla’s friend, museum curator Becky Forest, begs for her help in recovering the prized heirloom before the mayor uses this scandal as an excuse to cut their funding. To make matters worse, the antique hairbrush comes with a curse, and suddenly bad luck is spreading through town faster than a botched dye job. As Hanukkah festivities begin, Marla would rather be lighting candles than chasing clues, but with Becky’s job at stake, she takes on the case. Her trail leads to a knot of suspects including the hairbrush’s owner, his greedy cousin, shifty museum staff, and a reclusive collector of mystical antiquities. Instead of enjoying menorah lights and latkes, Marla discovers murder, lies, and larceny. She’ll need sharp wits and a holiday miracle to save the museum and to keep the truth from being brushed aside.

About Nancy J. Cohen:

 

Nancy J. Cohen writes the Bad Hair Day Mysteries featuring South Florida hairstylist Marla Vail. Titles in this series have been named Best Cozy Mystery by Suspense Magazine, won the Readers’ Favorite Book Awards and the RONE Award, placed first in the Chanticleer International Book Awards and third in the Arizona Literary Awards. Her nonfiction titles, Writing the Cozy Mystery and A Bad Hair Day Cookbook, have won the FAPA President’s Book Award, the Royal Palm Literary Award, and IAN Book of the Year. When not busy writing, Nancy enjoys reading, fine dining, cruising, and visiting Disney World.

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Seeds of Purpose by Marlyse Tchamko ~ @RABTBookTours #RABTBookTours #SeedsofPurpose #MarlyseTchamko #Christian

Seeds of Purpose by Marlyse Tchamko

Seven Keys to Unlock Your Gifts and Fulfill God’s Desired Will for Your Life

 

Religion / Christian / Spiritual / Inspirational

Date Published: April 7, 2025

Publisher: Lucid Books Publishing

 

 Life can feel like a giant question mark—Who am I? Why am I here? What’s God’s plan for me? This book is here to help you answer those questions with confidence. Seeds of Purpose gives you seven powerful keys that will show you how to grow in your faith, build healthy relationships, make wise choices, and discover your God-given calling.

Through real-life lessons, practical steps, and Scripture, you’ll learn how to:

*Walk closer with Jesus every day.

*Stand strong with integrity.

*Love people God’s way.

*Manage what God has given you.

*Embrace your true identity in Christ.

*And step boldly into your unique purpose.

God created you for reasons—and Seeds of Purpose will help you.

About the Author:

"Marlyse Tchamko is passionate about helping teens walk daily with Jesus, embrace their God-given gifts, and step boldly into their unique purpose. As a teenager, she wrestled with questions of identity, emptiness, and meaning—until she discovered that true fulfillment is found only in a real relationship with Christ. Out of that journey, she founded Seeds of Purpose, a ministry devoted to equipping teens with seven biblical keys to live out God’s calling. Marlyse is a devoted wife and mother of four, whose love and curiosity inspire her writing every day."

 

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Those Who Shall Die by Michael Bradley ~ @partnersincr1me ~ Amateur Sleuths, Suspense Thrillers #Excerpt

THOSE WHO SHALL DIE

by Michael Bradley

June 22 - July 17, 2026 Virtual Book Tour

About the Book:

A collective of mystery writers, known as the Society of Fibbers, has captivated thousands with their addictive podcast—catapulting each member into the limelight. But when one of their own is found dead under chilling circumstances, the remaining Fibbers realize their newfound fame may have painted a target on their backs.

Rebecca Stanchion, one of the group’s co-founders, is convinced her friend’s murder is a tragic case of domestic violence—until a sinister attempt on her own life shatters that theory and threatens her family. Meanwhile, Zach Hargrove, a fellow writer, becomes obsessed with the cryptic black cards left at both crime scenes. Each card seems to whisper a warning: the killer is watching.

Is this the work of a fan driven to madness, or has betrayal seeped into the heart of the Society itself? As an annual writers’ conference approaches, Zach and Rebecca race against time to unmask the killer before the Society of Fibbers’ headline appearance turns into a deadly final act.

Praise for Those Who Shall Die:

"Michael Bradley has done it again! Those Who Shall Die is a thrilling novel of mystery and suspense, a tense and twisty page-turner that will leave you desperate to learn who is killing mystery authors and why."
~ Lisa Malice, bestselling author of Lest She Forget, winner of the 2023 IBPA Best New Voice in Fiction award.

"A well-written, clever whodunit with crafty twists that will keep readers guessing."
~ Jennifer Sadera, award-winning author of I Know She Was There.

"... keeps the reader's head spinning as secrets emerge, friendships fail, alliances dissolve, and animosities rise to surface until the final betrayal is revealed. A page turner that plumbs the depths of ambition, betrayal, and murder."
~ Jane Kelly, Author of the Meg Daniels mysteries.

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Book Details:

Genre: Amateur Sleuths, Suspense Thrillers
Published by: Initium Books
Publication Date: July 7, 2026
Number of Pages: 388
ISBN: 9780986200243 (ISBN10: 0986200247)
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Chapter One

Zach Hargrove held the serrated hunting knife in a white-knuckled grip as he silently crept forward. No room for mistakes this time. This had to be silent, swift and deadly. Just one fierce thrust into the carotid artery. It would be messy, but she had to die.

Nellie sat—unmoving—in a black leather office chair, facing the third-floor windows that looked out over Old Mill Creek. If she was aware that he was behind her, she gave no sign. Her dark straggly hair hung over the back of the chair in tangled clumps. Zach couldn’t remember the last time he’d run a brush through it. She needed a wash too, but he’d given up on that long ago. Nellie had been exactly what he needed at first, but after so many years, she’d become more of a burden than a help. He hated having to move her heavy, awkward body from chair to chair, room to room. Caring for her had become arduous. No one would miss Nellie if he got rid of her . . .

Her head tilted to the right, blocking her neck from his view, and he hesitated. He wouldn’t be able to strike cleanly from this direction with her head tilted. He swapped the knife from his right hand to his left. The rubber handle felt awkward in his grasp. A few practice swings with his non-dominant hand felt odd and clumsy, so he tried some overhead plunges. Maybe he could stab Nellie in the back of the neck instead. A quick blow to sever her spinal cord, and she’d die in seconds. What if he yanked her head back and ran the knife across her neck, slitting it open from side to side? He shook his head. Too clichéd. Everyone slashed throats these days. He toyed, for a moment, with driving the knife through the back of the chair and into Nellie’s back. I’d never get the knife deep enough to kill her, he thought. She’d survive with a flesh wound—if that happened, he’d never hear the end of it.

With a frown, he shifted the knife back to his right hand and decided to continue with his original plan: one fast jab to the right side of the neck. Zach glanced at his prey. Nellie remained still, oblivious of what he was about to do. He inched forward, his gray Skechers silent on the plush beige carpet. His fingers tightened on the knife handle, and he drew his arm back. The muscles on his shoulder were taut, but his arm had a slight tremble. He had to get this right on the first try.

After two more cautious steps, he stood behind Nellie, staring down at a scalp of unkempt hair. Oh, how he hated that hair. With one barbaric swing, he brought his arm down, but the blow didn’t go quite as planned. The knife tip deflected off her head, tangled in a clump of hair, and plunged into Nellie’s shoulder.

“Damn it,” Zach shouted.

He stood for a moment, studying his handiwork. Nellie slumped forward, the knife standing tall in her shoulder.

He tried to withdraw the knife slowly, but the serrated blade caught on several threads and tore the seam in Nellie’s shoulder. Clumps of polyester stuffing—like giant cotton balls—tumbled out of the hole and fell to the floor. Zach let out a long sigh as he placed the knife on the nearby desk. Now he’d have to sew her up. He spun the office chair around and stared at Nellie. Her featureless face and black button eyes stared blankly back at him. Patches—both big and small—covered her arms, abdomen, head, and legs—scars of the many instances of his mistreatment.

“I’m glad you don’t hold a grudge,” he said.

Zach wrapped his arms around the life-size dummy and lifted her out of the chair, her canvas skin rough on his bare arms. A trail of white filling marked his steps as he manhandled her across the room and propped her up on the sofa.

Dropping into his desk chair, he reviewed the previous few paragraphs he’d written just before he attempted to kill Nellie. The murder scene “seemed” to flow, but he wasn’t satisfied with the way it turned out. His antagonist—the mysterious Mr. Price—had entered the home of Dallas Kincaid with the intention of killing Kincaid’s new girlfriend. But Zach had found the scene difficult to write. There was something about the logistics that bothered him, hence his attempt to “kill” Nellie, his long-time partner for acting out crime scenes. For her part, Nellie had endured a dozen or more stabbings, being thrown from windows, run over by cars, and even shot twice. And yet she never once complained.

Zach stood again, snatched a Bic pen from the desk, and paced around the room, pausing on occasion to glance out the windows that covered all four walls. The third floor of his house, his “Author’s Loft,” as he liked to call it, had a 360-degree view of the surrounding yard as well as the creek that flowed past the back of his property. The small Delaware town of Lewes hadn’t been his first choice of places to call home. But when he’d first toured the house three years ago, the bright openness of the room couldn’t have been more perfect for him. It satisfied his need for a place to write, and the room’s openness was preferred over the more confined spaces he’d seen in every other house he’d toured. He’d put an offer on the place immediately and moved in a month later.

As he paced, Zach furiously clicked the button on the pen with his thumb. He passed the lone bookshelf, stuck in the corner between the adjoining walls’ windows, and paused to study the colorful hardback spines of his previous eight Dallas Kincaid Mystery novels. Five of them had become New York Times bestsellers, but not the last two. His protagonist, Dallas Kincaid, had become increasingly more difficult to write over the past couple years. The character had become too clichéd, too much like every other amateur detective in the market, and Zach was struggling to keep each new book fresh and original. He was ready for something new, something different.

“This will be the last Kincaid novel,” he’d told his agent, Mariah Maddison.

“Don’t be too hasty,” she’d said. “You might regret those words once the book is released.”

With a sigh, Zach slipped the Bic pen into his pants pocket, returned to his desk, and hovered his fingers over the keyboard of his laptop. He stared at the text on the screen, the words fading together into a jumble of pixels that made no more sense than when he’d read them a few minutes ago.

Pushing back from the desk, he growled, “Hell,” and stood, rounding the half wall that hid the stairs from view and descended into the house below.

In the kitchen, Zach grabbed a Sierra Nevada Pale Ale from the fridge, twisted the top off and took a long sip. A calendar—tacked to a nearby corkboard—was open to the month of June. A quick glance over the dates made his stomach churn. He had until mid-July to finish the first draft of the next Dallas Kincaid novel. That gave him six weeks. The manuscript was only thirty percent done. He sighed as he eyeballed the next few weeks. There was an upcoming recording session for the Society of Fibbers podcast. A book signing with Jasper Stone and Martina Vargas in Virginia. He flipped up the calendar page and looked over July. The week after Independence Day was blocked out for ThrillNYC in New York City. Damn, that only gives me five weeks to finish the book. His stomach twisted in knots as his anxiety rose.

Zach moved through the open dining room to the sliding glass door, stepped onto his back deck, and gazed out across the creek. The tide was out, and the muddy banks were exposed to the Tuesday afternoon sun. An eagle was perched in the tree that hung over the water. The lush cordgrass stood tall along the edges of the creek, outlining the maze of the twisting waterway. A gentle breeze rustled the tips of the grass. The faint aroma of marsh water punctuated each deep breath. So peaceful. So relaxing. He closed his eyes and listened to the tranquility around him. But it did little to subdue the angst within him. When was his next therapy appointment? Maybe it was time to try some of the meds his therapist had so often suggested.

From within the house, the shrill of his mobile phone interrupted the serenity of the moment. Moving back into the kitchen, he scooped up the phone from the counter where he’d left it.

The voice that greeted him was grave and somber. “Zach? It’s Rebecca. Something terrible has happened. Martina Vargas is dead.”

***

Excerpt from Those Who Shall Die by Michael Bradley. Copyright 2026 by Michael Bradley. Reproduced with permission from Michael Bradley. All rights reserved.

 

 

Meet the Author:

Michael Bradley is an award-winning author from Delaware who started life as a radio disc jockey, working at stations in New Jersey and West Virginia. His time in radio provided him with a wealth of fond, enduring, and sometimes scandalous memories that he hopes to one day commit to paper.

After spending eight years “on-the-air,” he realized that he needed to get a real job. He has spent the next twenty or so years working in Information Technology. And yes, he has said “try turning it off and on again” more times than he wants to admit.

Never one to waste an experience, he used his familiarity with life on the radio for many of his suspense novels. His third novel, DEAD AIR (2020), won a Foreword INDIES Award and a IBPA Benjamin Franklin Award.

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The China AI Disruption by CrossVol Research ~ @RABTBookTours #RABTBookTours #TheChinaAIDisruptionThesis #CrossVolResearch #Investing #AI

The China AI Disruption by CrossVol Research

Why The Sell-Side Is Six Months Late On AI Infrastructure

Investing, Analysis & Trading Strategies, Artificial Intelligence

Date Published: May 23, 2026

About the Book:

Wall Street's consensus on US AI infrastructure has converged on a single story: hyperscaler capex grows at 25–30% CAGR through 2028, US power demand doubles by 2027, memory equities enter a supercycle that extends through 2028. The data tables across the major sell-side desks are nearly identical. The price targets cluster within tight ranges.

This book argues, on quantifiable grounds, that the consensus is six months late.

Five convergent shocks are reshaping the AI infrastructure trade through Q2 2026 → Q1 2027 :

1. **Token Commoditization.** DeepSeek V4 Pro inference is priced at $0.87 per million output tokens. The US frontier sells the same intelligence at $25–30. On May 22, 2026, DeepSeek announced the 75% discount becomes *permanent*. A subsidy is, by definition, time-limited. A permanent price is a margin.

2. **Chinese Hardware Reaches Cost Parity.** Huawei's Atlas 800 delivers 60–70% of NVIDIA H100 inference performance at 30% of system cost. The production target is 600,000 Ascend 910C units in 2026.

3. **The US Grid Bottleneck.** The PJM 2026/2027 capacity auction cleared at $329.17/MW-day — an 11.4× increase in two years. Approximately 50% of planned US data center projects are delayed or cancelled. Interconnection queues in the densest markets run 4–7 years.

4. **China's Parallel Energy Buildout.** Chinese nuclear capacity scales from 62 GW to a 110 GW target by 2030. Solar generation has 5× since 2018. The asymmetry is not aggregate capacity — it is execution speed.

5. **The Hyperscaler Bond Wall.** $121 billion of long-dated IG debt was issued in 2025 by Amazon, Alphabet, Microsoft, Meta, and Oracle — a 4.3× step-up from the prior decade's average. YTD 2026 tracks at $230–240 billion. The duration of the debt does not match the duration of the revenue stream financing it.

 

Beneath the five operating vectors sits the geopolitical chessboard: **Iran, Greenland, Venezuela, and Cuba** — the four pressure points through which the US administration is restricting Chinese supply and improving US-aligned strategic position simultaneously. To our knowledge, this is the first treatment of the AI infrastructure question that integrates the four-front geopolitical layer into the framework.

 

Two hard-dated catalysts anchor the window:

- **November 10, 2026** — expiration of the US-China tariff truce

- **November 27, 2026** — expiration of China's gallium, germanium, antimony export-control suspension

We expect a **25–40% drawdown in pure-play AI infrastructure equities** between November 2026 and Q1 2027, with corresponding outperformance from open-source AI architectures, edge inference platforms, critical mineral miners outside China, and Chinese AI platforms with monetization paths.

This is a non-consensus framework, structured to be falsifiable. Every catalyst is dated. Every risk is enumerated with subjective probability estimates. The book closes with a real-time catalyst calendar the reader can use as a checklist over the Q3 2026 to Q2 2027 window.

The framework attaches a 60-70% cumulative probability that at least one documented risk materially invalidates the central thesis. We disclose this explicitly because intellectual honesty requires it.

This is the inaugural volume of the CrossVol Thesis Series. The companion title — *Beyond Gamma Exposure: The Five-Vector Framework for Volatility Traders* — is available on Amazon Kindle, Apple Books, Google Play, and Kobo.

— *CrossVol Research, with Djellal Djouad, contributor — May 2026*

this book is available also in spanish, japanese, german, portuguese, like the other one

 

 

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CrossVol Research is a team of derivatives market veterans, on institutional trading desks, from exotic options structuring to cross-asset volatility arbitrage. We've sat on the other side of your trade. We've built the pricing models. We've watched the flows that move markets before they move.

What we publish isn't theory repackaged for retail. It's the operating system that institutional desks use daily : dealer gamma mechanics, the five-step short-vol unwind that precedes every crash, the B-book architecture that turns 80% of retail FX traders into the product, the infrastructure repricing that Wall Street research is six months lateon.

Every claim is sourced. Every framework is falsifiable. Every trade call referenced in our books was publicly posted and time-stamped on X before the move happened, with URLs you can verify yourself.

We don't sell signals. We don't run a chatroom. We write the books we wish someone had handed us on day one, the ones that would have saved us years of learning what the industry deliberately doesn't teach.

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