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The "Cannabis Preacher" Series

Connor Beauregard is always looking for ways to make money. Despite his many failed business ventures, he is determined to succeed when a unique opportunity to become a legal drug dealer comes his way. With the charisma of an evangelical preacher and an ego larger than God, Connor knows that nothing will stop him from achieving his goals.

As he delves deeper into the business, he faces ever-growing challenges and finds himself taking more and more risks – with the potential for great rewards. Yet he is stymied by his business partners, including the affable Rafael and the mysterious man known only as AI.

This fast-paced financial thriller will keep you on the edge of your seat. Will Connor succeed and become the biggest name in the cannabis industry? Or will the risks that he takes ultimately prove to be his undoing?

https://www.amazon.com/Cannabis-Preacher-financial-thriller-Manufacturer-ebook/dp/B0BG638FQL/

 


The biggest grow op in the world is broken, and one man spent a fortune to own all of the pieces. How do you resurrect it? Is it even possible?

Tadeo Ivers has an idea. He forces Rafael to make it happen—or else. Failure will not be accepted.

Rafael fears there's no way to breathe life into the company, no matter how hard he tries.

Every step of the way reveals another obstacle instead of the success he needs. No one is more surprised than Rafael, when amidst all of his efforts, he finds love in the most unusual places right when he wants to give up.

Connor Beauregard is far from anyone's mind, but he never stops wheeling and dealing to get back the company he still calls his own.

Rafael's efforts, his new love, his strange boss, and his former friend collide in a heart-pounding moment, and someone will not see the next day.


https://www.amazon.com/Cannabis-Preacher-financial-resurrecting-navigating-ebook/dp/B0C76WKGY3/






In the aftermath of a shocking murder, only one question is on the mind of everyone at Perfect Cannabis: Who killed Tadeo Ivers?

As the investigation takes an unexpected turn, Rafael Covin is thrust into the spotlight of suspicion and forced to give up his leadership role at PerCan. The fragile bond between him and Kayla is put to the ultimate test, forcing them to navigate treacherous waters of doubt and loyalty, where the line between love and betrayal becomes dangerously blurred.

Meanwhile, the enigmatic founder of the company, Connor Beauregard, emerges as the prime suspect. Connor's sudden return to the country with a new identity only fuels the rumors, prompting him to take desperate measures to evade custody

With both of the initial leaders pushed out of the company, Al Ivers is thrust into a treacherous world of power, suspicion, and deception. Inheriting the majority shares of the nation's largest cannabis manufacturer, Al is determined to elevate the company to unprecedented heights of success and renown. But as he delves deeper into the company, his every move is shadowed by an insidious web of betrayal. His own brothers and closest friends fall under the cloud of suspicion for their father's murder, leaving him isolated and vulnerable. With each passing day, Al finds himself without anyone to turn to, his leadership of the corporation relentlessly challenged.

Can these three men come together to pull Perfect Cannabis out of the red and into the black? Or will the mistrust and secrets between them destroy everything they’ve built?


https://www.amazon.com/Cannabis-Preacher-Sermon-thrilling-pulse-pounding-ebook/dp/B0CHHGD4JC/



 

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