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All I wanted was a burrito. My name is Brandon Ferryman. I went out one night to get a burrito. Who knew that such a simple thing would change my life, or end it? I woke up on the side of the road with some pumpkin-headed monster saying he was the god of death, fate, and justice. I was chosen to run a very special establishment. A place that lay between worlds. A place called the Coffin Hotel. Now I have to fight monsters, free spirits, and run a mystical hotel. I'm clearly not qualified, but when has that ever stopped anyone from doing anything.

In a world of superheroes, supervillains, mystical portals, and monsters from strange realms, I'd be considered perfectly ordinary, living a normal life in an extraordinary world. That is until fate intervened. A simple act alters and enhances me into a stratosphere of unfathomable power. I'll navigate unique powers, cultivate my strength, progress through unusual skills, and become one of a cosmic order of defenders called Mana Storms.

In his debut book Who’s Eating Your Pie?, leader and speaker Erik Weir opens the playbook that’s led him to unbelievable success as an entrepreneur, investor, film producer, and real estate developer. He tackles the tough questions today’s young professionals are asking.

Victor Hobbs spent most of his young life just trying to get by, helping others where he could and lead a quiet, serene life. When a normal day turns tragic, Victor finds himself half dead and speaking to a goddess who has been dead for centuries. She gives Victor a chance to do great things in exchange for resurrecting her from her celestial grave. Unable to say no to such unearthly beauty, the young man finds himself transported to a part of the universe filled with realms ranging from fantastical to technologically advanced, to the stuff of nightmares.

The good. The afterlife lately has been pretty sweet for the most part. The staff has grown, and we all are getting along famously. The hotel is looking great, and the soul pennies keep flowing in, clawed hand over fist. I've been thinking about adding a new wing to the hotel and maybe purchasing those little mints you put on pillows to classy up the joint. The bad. Horrific monsters want to raid the hotel. I have pages to an unholy book that can end the world. Monstrous bikers are terrorizing the guests.

When my boss, the god of Autumn, Death, and Justice, appeared out of the blue and gave me an assignment that may be filled with certain danger, an unholy artifact, and watching over three monstrous women, you bet your dead heart you better pay attention.

My name is Brandon Ferryman. I went out one night to get a burrito. Who knew that such a simple thing would change my life, or end it? I woke up on the side of the road with some pumpkin-headed monster saying he was the god of death, fate, and justice. I was chosen to run a very special establishment. A place that lay between worlds. A place called the Coffin Hotel.