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A series of original specials produced by Domino Sound. You don’t need us to tell you this, but these last few years have been absolutely batshit. And like most artists, there were many changes in productions, indefinite hiatuses and cancellations of projects, but the shit is still fire, so why not drop the parts of it we made?Some Domino Presents drops will be audio movies, some will be avant-garde art projects, some will be historical pieces. And some will be really cool conversations with people we admire and artists we’re inspired by. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more ...

Anime Analysis by African Americans.Comic Book commentary by coloreds.Movie reviews for me and you...yo mama and yo cousin too.Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/the-dojo-w-domino-hesh-jones--4652058/support.

This is a podcast about an affair between one man and one woman, told over ten episodes. Welcome to The Cheat Code. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Have you ever ended up with an unexpected hair color result? Do you ever feel like you're following the directions, but something still feels like it's missing? I am here to help bridge the gap between salon-quality results and home hair color. Hair is a form of creative expression unique to each individual. I stand by that. My goal is to guide you and help you decrease the unnecessary damage often experienced at home, and increase your satisfaction with your results.

When the supernatural rears its head in Miami, the sleuthing's usually up to me, Cisco Suarez, resident necromancer and all-around hard case. All I ask is to kick back in paradise once in a while, spend some quality time with my girl, and maybe even find that special moment to pop the question. But life doesn't always play fair, and neither do monsters. Turns out, old grudges die hard. So come after me. Maybe I deserve it. But going after my family crosses the line.

Black knights. Dastardly pirates. Bloodthirsty rebels. And those are the good guys. War is coming to the Midlands. Like a kettle ready to bubble over, cities teeter at the brink of boiling, all while a spymaster fans the flames. Witness the rise of the Violet Order. It was always coming to this. Freedom isn't given, it's wrenched from the choking grips of those who would stifle, contain, and control. Legends are rife with noble heroes standing over vanquished enemies, but reality is more grisly.

Founding a headquarters is a good start, but the Black Hats aren’t the only empire builders in the land. As crusaders mobilize an army, assassins struggle for independence, and dissidents make waves in Stronghold, Haven’s tentative peace is threatened. The gears of war are churning, and Talon refuses to be crushed in the teeth. Enlisting the help of an old friend, Talon hatches an ingenious scheme to wrangle the embattled citizens of Haven to his cause. Except there’s another plot shaping the virtual world, one meticulously devised by a ghost in the machine.

Black magic gets a bad rap. Trust me. When people see me, they don't see Cisco Suarez, they see a rogue. A shadow charmer. A black magic outlaw. Maybe they're right. Maybe everything I touch withers and dies. But that doesn't give the SWAT team a right to come in with guns blazing.

I'm Cisco Suarez, and a week ago I was dead. Cursed into serving a clandestine shadow group, I have a lot of blood on my hands. Good thing I also have a juvenile problem with authority. I'm not taking orders anymore, and the first thing on my bucket list is bringing them down. If I'm good at anything, it's looking in dark places. But I've got shadows of my own. Horrific deeds coming back to haunt me, and not the metaphorical kind of haunting, either. I'm talking ghosts, mages, and that thing with the glowing red eyes.

After missing for three days, a young girl is found wandering the Arizona forest. She's despondent, with no memory of her ordeal beyond eerie delusions. When a second girl disappears, a pattern emerges that sets two police departments racing against the clock to save her.

Homicide detective Maxim Dwyer is tired of small-town secrets. The residents of Sanctuary, Arizona, whisper of creatures in the woods of Sycamore, a sprawling wildlife area undisturbed by the progress of the modern world. Diego de la Torre is the latest stranger drawn to the mountain town. The brash biker is used to skirting the law, but his clashes with the local motorcycle club might make his stay a short one.

Diego de la Torre is officially an outlaw now, a full-fledged member of The Seventh Sons Motorcycle Club. The werewolf MC runs the wild lands of Sycamore with ease. At least until a dead body shows up and points to them as the culprits. Detective Maxim Dwyer presses the Seventh Sons hard, but there are other guns in play. California bikers look to expand their drug trade. A mercenary outfit seeks revenge. Top that with an overbearing FBI agent who undermines local police, and both detective and outlaw have their hands full.

I'm Cisco Suarez and this is the end of the line. I've been beaten, shackled, killed once or twice, but hey, who's counting? I put my foot down at being lit up like a candle at my daughter's tenth birthday party. Some things you take personal. Revenge won't be easy. The Miami voodoo underground turned on me. An uppity wizard cartel is creeping into my business. And I keep seeing the same damn black cat everywhere. None of it matters. I've got laser focus on my archenemy, a jinn with a knack for fire. Connor Hatch is going down, even if I have to drag him to hell myself.

Supernatural meets Sons of Anarchy. Detective Maxim Dwyer is a man on a mission and nothing is going to stop him from finding his missing wife - not shape-shifting hard cases, outlaw bikers, or government cover-ups. Finn’s Seventh Sons is a story you’re not going to want to put down." – James A. Hunter, Author of Strange Magic (Yancy Lazarus Series)

Cisco Suarez versus an entire Caribbean drug cartel. Round one. Fight. Okay, not exactly the most even championship match, but it's the one I drew. If you told me months ago I'd be robbing drug dealers, I would've committed you myself. Who needs that kind of trouble, right? The good news is I'm only after one man: Connor Hatch. The bad news is he's the new Pablo Escobar, a primal being, and all but untouchable.

It's been a long few months for me. Between juggling my recently engaged sister and opening up my own PR firm, I've had no time for myself. Well, that's about to change! I've booked myself on a cruise to the Mediterranean and am planning to do nothing but lounge in the sun. I had no idea that my ticket included a visit from the one man I despise the most.

I'm Cisco Suarez: necromancer, shadow charmer, black magic outlaw. Sounds kinda cool, doesn't it? It was, right until I woke up half dead in a dumpster. Did I say half dead? Because I meant 100% dead. Full on. I don't do things halfway. So here I am, alive for some reason, just another sunny day in Miami. It's a perfect paradise, except I'm into something bad. Wanted by police, drenched in the stink of dark magic, nether creatures coming out of the woodwork, and don't get me started on the Haitian voodoo gang.

My entire life, I've been reaching towards one goal: to become a well-known lawyer, and a feared face in the court room. Working with Noah Matteson's Manhattan firm is the best training I can have if I'm ever to start my own firm. Only one problem. Everything about my gorgeous boss draws me in and the feelings aren't exactly professional.

After what Matt did to me, I had to leave LA. It was just too hard to stick around, even if I knew that I'd disappoint my team and fans. So, I returned to the south to lick my wounds....and ran straight into Charlie. My how time has changed. He's no longer the average kid from school. He's a Marine, a police officer and everything in my fantasies come alive to torment me. Worst of all? He sees through all my bullshit. I never thought I'd find someone who was worth risking it all. Will he do the same for me?

A self-proclaimed skeptic, the food writer dismissed rumors of a mischievous resident poltergeist named Lucy when he moved in, but he quickly found himself at a loss to explain the disembodied footsteps and mysterious odors that seemed to plague the old house. Soon, he was talking to neighbors and fellow homeowners, and it seemed that everyone had stories of strange events and supernatural occurrences in their own dwellings. As a result, David set out to document and research these reports...