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And so it comes to this. A showdown. An ending. Maybe the ending—because if I fall, reality might just go with me. We’ve survived torture, murder, and more traps than I care to count—most of them triggered by me charging in like an idiot and someone else dragging my sorry arse back out again. But this time? No room for mistakes. We’ve finally pieced together what our enemy wants. We know his next target—and that it’s likely his last. The final piece he needs to complete his twisted plan. If we don’t get there first, he wins. And if he wins… well, my gut says every living thing in the universe loses. No pressure. imPerfect Gods is the sixth book in The imPerfect Cathar series and brings the first story arc to a close. A darkly funny supernatural suspense mystery packed with high stakes, dark humour, and graphic violence. ___________________________________________________________________ Praise for The imPerfect Cathar Series: ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ A riveting read from a great story teller. Filled with humour and sadness. ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ Stupendous. Fabulous prose, clever, clever references, witty repartee and great fight scenes. ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ Paul reached out of the book, smack me across the face and yank me into the ultimate roller coaster ride of chaos. ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ A perfectly crafted finale, filled with despair, humour, horror, love, friendship and hope. ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ Strong characters, magic and history... stories are driven by strong characters who are living through magical travails. ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ It is laughter, it is grief, it is love and it is hate.

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C.N. Rowan (“Call me C.N., Mr. Rowan was my father”) is the Award-winning author of the imPerfect Cathar series. It’s been a strange, unbelievable journey to arrive at the point where these books are going to be released into the wild, like rare, near-extinct animals being returned to their natural habitat, already wondering where they’re going to nick cigarettes from on the plains of Africa, the way they used to from the zookeeper’s overalls. Rowan came originally from Leicester, England. Somehow escaping its terrible, terrible clutches (only joking, he’s a proud Midlander really), he has wound up living in the South-West of France for his sins. Only, not for his sins. Otherwise, he’d have ended up living somewhere really dreadful. Like Leicester. (Again – joking, he really does love Leicester. He knows Leicester can take a joke. Unlike some of those other cities. Looking at you, Slough.) With multiple weird strings to his bow, all of which are made of tooth-floss and liable to snap if you tried to use them to do anything as adventurous as shooting an arrow, he’s done all sorts of odd things, from running a hiphop record label (including featuring himself as rapper) to hustling disability living aids on the mean streets of Syston. He’s particularly proud of the work he’s done managing and recording several French hiphop acts, and is currently awaiting confirmation of wild rumours he might get a Gold Disc for a song he recorded and mixed.

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