For Caleb and Liam, a pair of close-knit brothers who have trouble fitting in at school, the Southwest desert around their home offers a place where their imaginations can run wild.
But as their explorations take them farther from home, a sinister darkness begins to invade their happy adventures -- a darkness that is far more real than what their imaginations can conjure up. And when they collect souvenirs from an abandoned house that turn out to be powerful talismans connected to a mysterious shadow land, strange events and people begin intruding into their lives. Along the way, the brothers acquire some new friends -- including two ghosts and a reclusive neighbor -- who give them valuable insights into the darkness they are fighting.
Will the evil from the shadow land gain control over Liam and Caleb so that the doorway to Earth remains open? Or will they learn to keep the secrets necessary to survive and become free from the evil that is attempting to absorb them into its dimension?
Great book! September 16, 2016
Great book. The author does an excellent job describing living in a valley in the Sonoran Desert. His descriptions of of the storms were especially realistic. Great characters that are easy to connect with. Excited to read the next book as soon as it is available.
Five Stars August 28, 2016
Really enjoyed it all the times I read it.
I can't wait for the next book to come out and continue the fight between good and evil July 23, 2016
Wow!!! This story is so different from anything out there right now. I couldn't put this book down! Just when I thought the story couldn't get my imagination flowing anymore, it did. It is so descriptive, I have a picture in my head of the land where it could have taken place. I can see Caleb and Liam making there weapons for protection. I can see Dusty wandering through the desert and Jasmine giving them insight to the past. It let my mind escape the everyday world and journey into another.I can't wait for the next book to come out and continue the fight between good and evil!!!! Great reading for preteens and up.
Five stars!!! July 6, 2016
Chilling edge of your seat story with comedy thrown in here and there! What an expertly written book this was. It sucks you in with the first few pages and keeps you interested until the very end. The descriptions are so vivid you can picture seeing everything the characters see like you are actually right in the story with them. I highly recommend this book to anyone who may have a fascination with the unknown. Very much looking forward to the next book in the series!
Keeps you on your toes, cant put it down. June 10, 2016
So I finished this book in less than 2 days. Very well written. This book will have you sucked in the first few moments you start reading it. I loved that I knew some of the landmarks because I grew up with the author. Amazing!!! Can't wait for the next book!!!!
Five Stars May 30, 2016
A well though out mix of history and folklore with a modern day twist.
Five Stars May 3, 2016
Excellently written and left me with chills every time I looked at the desert.
Five Stars April 11, 2016
Excellent book. Thrillingly creepy! Already have my kids reading it!
This is a captivating story right from the start, easy connection ...
This is a captivating story right from the start, easy connection with all the characters even the scary ones, never a dull moment. I read it on the train going to work, went an extra Station just to read a couple more pages, worth the walk back. Do yourself a favour, get a copy! How long until the next one?
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In this sequel to the thriller, "A Light Beyond The Darkness", the earth is in complete turmoil, and is being split in half with fire falling from the sky. It would seem that the Gods are truly angry and that the world is truly about to end. When an old amazon tells of the a legend she knows about the rings of the Gods. In order to close the rift in their dimension The rings of Poseidon, Zeus, Hades and Hera must be brought together in one place. So the Hybrid Family must once again band together to stop the Gods of Olympus from destroying the earth. But how can mortals stop the Gods of Olympus? You also know that nothing is ever that simple, lies, deception and unknown undertones are discovered as the truth behind Zeus's reign over the Gods is finally revealed.
Through the night, and early hours of the morning, Nalia finds herself engaged in a lucid dream. That she is knitting a tale in pink honey comb pattern. This tale describes the ominous conditions of her brother and many fateless mates fleeing the Lost Winds; a village they call home. There are dangers looming ahead. The people of Lost Winds are afraid of persecution and death. Nalia dreams about her own life too; what it could have been, but is not. Her mates are on a boat called the Blue Moon. On a raging sea they brave through treacherous passages, to seek a new land for asylum. Finally, they reach the shores of Draviland, whose citizens speak Kroll. But grave danger lurks here as well. Will there be peace after all? For these hapless travelers have scoured the surface of the planet in search of it. Nalia continues to dream of an ending in which an ultimate world is painted, almost a utopia for herself and her mates.
Set on a fantasy land, the narrative takes place entirely on one night. It has been written in a stream of consciousness style. A technique pioneered and used by many authors such as Dorothy Richardson, Virginia Woolf, William Faulkner and James Joyce.
Anxious, Shariel scrambled up the hill at a brisk pace. Soon her muscles burned and her lungs ached. Afraid to stop, she scolded herself for being lazy during winter.
Pebbles skittered down from a high boulder and startled her into a crouch. She slipped a dagger from her boot and gripped the blade. Two pointed ears and a head popped over the boulder.
She released pent up breath. “Chacka! I should’ve known it was you.” The silver wolf stared down from a rocky perch as his glistening white teeth formed a canine grin.
Shariel climbed to his level. “Don’t sneak up on me like that. My nerves are all jittery since I imagined someone watched me near the village.”
Chacka sniffed the breeze and rotated his ears. Hackles bristling, he stared down the mountain trail.
“My imagination’s working overtime,” she chattered unaware of the wolf’s defensive posture. “I’d lay odds we’re in for a storm. I get spooky just before a big blow, but a spring storm shouldn’t last long.” Shariel wiped her forehead and eyed the woods. “Why does your mate hide? Haven’t you told her I’m a friend?”
Chacka kept his head low and menacing, a deep growl rumbled in his chest.
“She’ll learn to trust me.” Shariel climbed the trail, talking. The wolf stayed nearby until she reached the cabin, and then he melted into the forest shadows.
Shariel shouted, “Bye, Chacka. See you later.”
“Talking to your wolf again?” Aunt Bess stood in the door. “Don’t you know wolves would just as soon eat you as say howdy?”
Shariel grinned. “If Chacka ate a human, he’d pick one who doesn’t like him.”
Bess laughed. “I’m too tough to be appetizing. Did you get everything?”
A short story collection about Basement Man ; moody drunk, sometime rock climber, absurdist philosopher, raconteur of the ridiculous, rogue, and not-so-merry prankster from the North End of Yonkers (aka Junkies Paradise). An every-man for nobodies, he is ever adrift between the carrot of sobriety and the reality of carpe diem. Bowing only to the laws of Murphy, he can never decide whether the lucky ones are the survivors or those who died years ago.
From: Invitation to the Blues
"She's a moving violation
From her conk down to her shoes,
But it's just an invitation to the blues"
The sky was that super-3-D dark-bright ... looks like the whole fuckin scheme of things is gonna change...or like you're standin on another planet...And the clouds are churnin and curdled like lemon-flavored milk, their guts all twisted and seethin with Frankenstein lightning ... And you really feel like somethin's gonna happen ... dogs'll start talkin, the dead start walkin, and Christ, the least'll happen is some house'll come whippin the fuck outa Kansas and zap some old witch in striped socks.
But just when you figure the laws of physics are gonna be repealed, all it does is start fuckin rainin ... and you're left standin like a douchebag with nature washin the big ideas clean out your brain.
As soon as night fell she showered and put on her Avenging Angel outfit which consisted of knee high black stiletto boots and a black oriental embroidered tunic that hung to her upper thighs and the front plunged in a V-neck to just below her breast. She tied her hair up in a tight bun and headed out to do the Lord’s work. She parked her Harley Heritage Soft Tail motorcycle in a parking lot a few buildings away from the Mountain View Hotel and walked back to the hotel. As soon as she walked in she noticed every guy that was in the lobby turned their heads towards her and checked her out from head to toe which is what she wanted. A small smile stole across her face as she was use to the male attention her appearance garnered. She ignored them all and headed towards the hotel bar. She sat down and ordered herself a rum and coke and started to look around at the crowd that had gathered there on a Tuesday night.
A couple of minutes later she saw her target in a corner booth having an intimate conversation with her date. She watched them discretely for the next few moments trying to decide the best course of action. Angel decided to move to an empty seat at the bar that was right next to the table that her target was sitting at. She made sure that the gentleman friend that was with her target was checking her out as she sat down on the stool and sipped her rum and coke. She made it a point to glance over at her target and the guy that’s with her every few minutes; and she even buys them both another drink. When they found out that it was Angel who bought them their drinks, they invited her to sit with them. After flirting with him for another few minutes, and finding out that his name is Robbie Fergusson, Angel starts flirting with Kassidi as well.
After flirting with both of them Angel decided to take things up a notch. She stood up, looked at Kassidi, the woman who would soon feel the wrath of her justice, and gave her an ‘I want you’ smile and Kassidi motioned for her to have a seat next to her. So Angel went over and sat next to Kassidi, placing her arm around her shoulders and whispered in her ear. She convinced her that they should move this party up to their room for some more drinking and fun. At this point Angel knew she had them right where she wanted them and it was only a matter of time before the target was eliminated. Before she met them at their room she stepped back to bar and bought a bottle of rum and a bottle of coke, knowing that the darkness of the drink would definitely hide the powder if it didn’t quite dissolve all the way. She paid the bar tender, grabbed both bottles and headed up to the third floor. When she got to room three-thirteen, she stood in front of the door chuckled softly to herself and then knocked.
Robbie answered the door with his shirt already unbuttoned and said, “Hello there you sexy thing, come on in we’ve been waiting for you.” The music in the background was low and seductive.
“Well I had to get the good stuff.” She held up the bottles of rum and coke.
Angel walked in and showed Kassidi what she had brought on her way to gather the glasses and ice from the small table in their room. She strategically starts pouring all three drinks with her back to them. Then she glanced over her shoulder and sees that they were distracted by each other so she emptied a vial of white powder into both of their drinks. She stirs it in quietly and then turned to hand each of them a glass. Angel had both of them sit down.
The couple sat on the bed with their drinks and while they drank them, she began to move her body sensuously to music. Kassidi mentioned she was feeling light headed and Angel knew that the drink was doing what it was supposed to do. She wrapped her arms around the woman’s shoulders and helped her lay down.
“It looks like you have had a little too much rum and coke, my dear, just lay here and relax.”
“But I wanted to have some fun.” Kassidi says in a slightly slurred voice.
Angel strokes her hair, “Don’t worry. There will be plenty of fun to be had.”
Robbie leaned over and said, “I’m not feeling so well.”
“I’m sorry, lover.” She said with a smirk
She touched his shoulder then took a step back and placed a roundhouse kick to his jaw, knocking him out. His limp body fell back against the headboard with a thud. She looked down at him and smiled
“We can’t have you interfering now, can we?”
She looked over at Kassidi as she pulled the black gloves out of her evening bag. She slid them on and reached down, pulling her twelve inch dagger from its sheath inside her right boot.
“Now Kassidi, you have the privilege of being the first victim in a long line of victims as I single handedly kill all of the Moon Changers and end this abomination.”
With that she climbed on to the bed, stripped Kassidi of all her clothes and straddled her naked body. Angel looked down at her victim with disdain and plunged the dagger into Kassidi’s chest, burying the entire blade. Angel then raised her head and hands to praise to her God as blood flowed out of the wound. She patiently carved the words “Moon Changers must die” into the woman’s chest. The blade that it was carved with has silver in the blade so like the one before the wound always turns red as it blistered. She stabbed the dagger back into the hole in Kassidi’s chest. Her hands slid through Kassidi’s blood. she used it to write on the bathroom mirror, “This isn’t the end!” She pulled off the bloody gloves, and washed them and the glasses in the sink. When they were safely stored back in her boot she yanked the drawers out of the nightstand and dumped their bags out onto the floor, throwing clothes everywhere, smashing the rum bottle and glasses to throw off the police. She paused at the door to admire her handiwork and then says to herself. “One final thing”
She pulled the dagger from Kassidi’s body and saw that the message carved into her chest had cauterized at the edges. She wiped her bloody dagger on Kassidi’s shirt and then slid it back into its sheath. A quick glance in the bathroom mirror confirmed that she still looked flawless, but her message had started to drip down the glass. She walked calmly back to her motorcycle, hopped on, and headed home
Branimir emerges from the Netherworld as a living legend and learns the Ash Tree is still in danger from the cursed dagger, kaelandur. An old friend compels Branimir to finish what they started at Melkorka. Once again, the former slave must keep kaelandur out of uncertain hands, while struggling to separate heroes from villains and friends from foes.
Liam leaned back against the counter, his arms folded as he continued to stare me down. “All I know about Avalon is from you and those mercenaries. What I see when you talk about it, is that you don’t know much either. You’ve been hidden away your entire life. How do you KNOW what’s truth and what’s lies to keep you in the dark?”
Juliet Adams is as normal as an Oregon thunderstorm, but working as a nurse allows her to live vicariously through the past adventures of her favorite patient, giving her hope for her future. However, when her fiancé dumps her six months before the wedding, that hope crumbles.
Brokenhearted and in dire need of support, Juliet gives into her sister’s request and agrees to spend a week on the coast. Unable to escape the reminders of her loneliness, she stumbles upon a mysteriously glowing cave and an equally mysterious man.
This chance encounter with the magnetic Marsh Darrow sends her on a whirlwind adventure, filled with myth, legend, and creatures beyond imagination. As her idea of normal falls apart, Juliet discovers an inner courage that shows her she is more than she ever dreamed— the prophetic key to a war that centers around centuries-old secrets.
After more than 200 years of being dead on the ocean floor, vampire Dominic Kollar is released in the year 2012, only to find out that the rules have changed. Bounty Slayers are responsible for keeping Vampires in line.
As Dom acclimates to the strange modern world, he discovers that he really likes two things: riding motorcycles and the sight of a mysterious, bewitching lady.
Aided by an old vampire frenemy, Dom confronts human bikers in order to infiltrate their gang and find the object of his blood lust. As long as he can keep himself fed in this new world of challenges, Dominic Kollar will make a stand, avenge his past and attempt to destroy those who dared to cross his path.
Hearing the Voices of the dead is something Gracie Charles has endured her entire life. When the power grid suddenly fails across the globe, she finds herself alone and facing a dark and dangerous journey through an unforgiving landscape, in hopes of finding sanctuary with friends who share her gift.
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Tastes Like Murder (Cookies & Chance Mystery #1) by Catherine Bruns Narrator: Karen Rose Ritcher Series: Cookies & Chance Mystery #1 Published by Gemma Halliday