Anne finds herself at odds with a suitor who doesn't understand her personality. On one of her rides she finds a place of peace and another delightful surprise. Read the story to find out how the triangle evolves and how dear dogs are to her and she to them.In May of 1969, riots break out on the campus of UC Berkley. Four young protestors, bloodied and beaten by the police and National Guardsmen, escape the bay area and travel the side roads to their homes in the nation’s heartland. Feeling as out of place in America’s militant society as weeds in a green suburban lawn, they christen their small band the Dandelions. In March of 2003, the U.S. Government embarks upon another undeclared and destructive war, this time in Iraq. The aging Dandelions return to the streets of Berkeley and San Francisco to protest this unlawful military adventure which is sure to cost the lives of thousands more young Americans. As they retrace their original route, the Dandelions discover the side roads no longer exist, but that a friendship forged in the quest for peace and justice does.

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In the near future, a group of young people start on their erotic, sacred sexuality journey of Courting, Coupling, Communing, Intimates ... then “beyond imagining.” They get The Shot so they do not have to worry about pregnancy, only enjoy themselves until...until they have to move into relationship, then family building, then the exploration of what it means when two become intimate.In the near future, a group of young people start on their erotic, sacred sexuality journey of Courting, Coupling, Communing, Intimates ... then “beyond imagining.” A futuristic novel where young people get The Shot so they do not have to worry about pregnancy, only enjoy themselves until...until they have to move into relationship, then family building, then the exploration of what it means when a woman and a man become intimate. Toss in some Mormon theology to spice up the woman-hating Biblical “We have no Mother Goddess!” terror and Intimates is a tale, an adventure, and an invitation to you to...well, read it and find out! Then let me know if you are an Intimate.

Join Second Lieutenant Kelly as he leads his platoon of ANZAC soldiers in a mad charge onto the beach at Gallipoli.World War OneApril 25, 1915: Australian and New Zealand soldiers assault the heavily defended peninsula of Gallipoli, Turkey, in this fictional short story based not only on the actual event, but a real Australian officer.

This collection of stories cuts through the hype of modern living, travelling inward to the elusive terrain of dreams and nightmares.

This free skit illustrates that salvation is a gift from God. It can be performed by churches, youth groups, Bible clubs and schools.The Gift: A Salvation Skit for Christmas is an easy-to-adapt and perform skit. It uses a group of children (three to six is ideal), a couple of adults or teens, and a narrator.Set in a living room, the cast finds a Christmas tree laden with presents -- but some of the gifts are a bit unusual. The children receive athletic ability, health, love, and salvation, along with their usual gifts.The skit includes a salvation call and prayer.

A burning hot Melbourne day, a secretive telephone conversation, problems with idioms and a white Holden Commodore: the story continues...Her blood sings to them;a melody no supernatural can ignore. From the NYT bestselling author of A TERRIBLE LOVE.BLOOD SINGERS: A sub-species of human beings... Twenty-year old Julia Wade, a young woman tragically widowed, is in the middle of a bizarre bid between two mythical species who are vying for the unique properties she offers; her blood. The vampires need her to balance the food load of the human species and give them their coveted "Lightwalkers." The Were wish to be moonless changers; a Rare One can make that a reality. Julia wants to belong to herself. Can she free herself and begin a new life? BLOOD SONG: Julia has been ripped from the escape she'd planned for herself. When she awakens to discover that her reality has shifted to include a supposed soul-meld with a man she hates, and who hates her... she rebels. Julia doesn't want to be captive in a gilded cage. Broken from the horrific events surrounding her friends, Cynthia migrates to the very city that Julia resides, determining to find her as the police follow the bread crumbs she's left in her wake. The Feral has come full circle and must begin a new life from the shadow of the old. His placement in the hierarchy of the pack is uncertain when he finds that he has an integral enemy and a pack member to protect. Can the vestiges of Julia's former life be restored so she might reunite with her one true love or has that door closed forever because of supernatural circumstances beyond their control? BLOOD CHOSEN: Julia has Awakened and in so doing bound herself to her one true soulmate, the king to her queen. The blood-binding, which was foretold between fang and claw, ultimately rescued her from certain death and the Circle of Protection is now complete. Yet, another would-be queen vies for the position of ultimate ruler and believes she has found an ancient loophole that will upset the new balance of potential peace that has been put into play by Julia's prophesied reign. Jacqueline will stop at nothing to achieve her goals, even using the dreaded Were to further her victory. Cynthia and Adrianna form an unlikely alliance to survive against an enemy that now has help for her madness to take shape. Emmanuel, the Feral and Truman find themselves drawn to defend and protect a new order with a past that haunts their efforts. Can Julia and her one true mate bring peace to the species and rescue the ones they love? Will the Blood Singers fulfill their destiny to unite three groups of sworn enemies to come together as one? 230,000 words/ nearly 1,000 pages.

Foster parent Meg Suther’s new foster child Tony has an odd quirk. He talks to an imaginary friend. However it turns out the friend exists. Bruce is a friend to Tony and is the father figure Tony wishes he had. Meg innocently reads the spell from Tony’s book and sees Bruce, too. After being convinced he was good and meant no harm, she lets him stay. While Tony plots to set them up together.LITTLE TONY IS THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN SEE BRUCE... UNTIL MEG FINDS THE SPELLIMAGINATION BEGETS CREATIONYoung and beautiful foster parent Meg Suther’s new foster child Tony has an odd quirk. He talks to an imaginary friend and its name is Bruce. But Bruce actually exists. He's a fairy prince in a mission after his expulsion from his own world.And when Meg finds the spell from Tony's favorite book that will allow her to see him, she will herself be exposed to a surreal world that she never imagine is real. She accepts that she cannot take Bruce away from Tony -- the child needs him as he heals from the abuse he suffered from his father who is, thankfully, in prison. Both determined to protect and love Tony, they begin to trust each other. And Tony's world becomes more secure.What they didn't know is that somewhere, there's another imaginary friend, a creature evil that he can only appear as a shadow. He's a whispering things, and he is after Tony...If you wish to read more, download now!READER ADVISORY: This story contains contents that some reader may find objectionable, including sex and erotic themes.BONUS SURPRISE EBOOK FOR YOU AT THE END OF THE BOOK!EXCERPT"Good morning."Meg shrieked and nearly dropped the milk in the process. Thankfully, she had the presence of mind to keep a tight enough grip on the handle. She was also thankful she realized it was Bruce who had greeted her. The man was apparently a silent walker."Don't do that!" Meg shouted.Bruce put his hands up in a mock surrender pose. "Sorry. That wasn't on purpose. Please don't throw anything at me again.""I'm not living that down for a while, am I?" Meg asked."Not for at least a week," Bruce said.Pulling out one of the kitchen table chairs, Bruce sat and leaned back. He considered putting his feet up on the table but he thought better of it. Tony had never cared about where he put his feet up, but something told him Meg wouldn't be the same way."Did you sleep well?" Meg asked."Yeah. Slept pretty good. Very comfortable couch, by the way," Bruce commented. "By the by, how long have you been foster parenting?" he asked.The question seemed a little out of the blue but it was an easy one to answer."A little more than ten years," Meg answered."Any complaints?" Bruce continued to question.Meg placed the cereal box down on the table before looking up at Bruce. "Is this an interrogation?" Meg asked.Bruce gave a small shrug. "Yes. I guess so. All I want to do is ease my mind a bit more.""I don't think I'd be in the foster care system if I wasn't proven a good caretaker.""Well, systems make mistakes. Things slip their notice. Small things like bruises under shirt sleeves, dark circles under a kids eyes because the kid can't sleep well on some nights in fear of what can happen..."The humor was gone from Bruce's face and was replaced with a quiet rage. It was a look that unsettled Meg.She hoped that she would not have to see that look again. Or at the very least, be the one to cause him to have that expression.Download and discover why readers are raving about Lily Taffel.Scroll up and get the book now!

A short story featuring the vampire, Absolom, after his departure from Rome at the end of the novel, Absolom Rex. Sons of the Wolf chronicles Absolom's brief encounter with an ancient roman family with a lineage and a curse that traces back to the beginnings of roman history."You will always be fifteen, just like everyone else here.""But, where are the adults, the babies, the cities?""There are none. It’s just the castle, the forest, the cornfield and us."Welcome to Fifteen, a world where each inhabitant is fifteen years old and dangerous. The laws of this strange world demand that boys and girls remain mortal enemies and these laws are upheld with cold-blooded determination.When Akeem and his best friend Quinn find themselves in the world of Fifteen, they become opponents on opposite sides of an endless war. Though separated, they have the same goal, to find each other and find a way home but their friendship is forbidden and they would face a death sentence if their true feelings for one another are ever discovered. Will Akeem risk the wrath of the collective to find Quinn or will he save his own life by hunting her down?

In a small Midwestern town, kids are turning up dead. Strange and creepy creatures get them, traps and tricks get them, voices from beyond the grave get them. In thirteen stories, thirteen kids work to turn the tide of monsters.In an unnamed town somewhere on the American prairie, children are dying. Terrible creatures, some from this world and some from the next, are appearing at the edge of town. Bedtime has become deadtime. Strange diseases are infecting people. Voices from beyond the grave are whispering.Into town arrives a special delivery from Rumania: a wooden cart in a packing box. Out pops a pair of witch parents and a thousand-year-old teenage witch daughter. They paint an old house on a hill jet black and set about trying to stop the monsters. But it will take everything they have to end the supernatural evil that grips the town . . .

An ancient promise.A forgotten treachery.Seven souls, bound by fire, will begin their quest for the truth.Ilian, an apprentice blacksmith, has the heart of a god sealed within him. When Karena, the beautiful red-haired assassin, kills his father and rips his soul from his body Ilian soon becomes entangled in a rivalry that has spanned over hundreds of years.Avar-Tek Event #2 (short story): When a military accident releases swarms of microscopic robots called forger nanites into the environment, science intern Kutisha finds that her lab is their target. As three swarms head her way, the military dispatches hover-tanks carrying human sized robotic mechs. Alone, late at night, she places her faith in the mechs, watching the battle between the big and little machines unfold on her doorstep. The question may not be who will win, but who to trust.

Who guides our fate? And can we ever hope to wrest control for ourselves? In this novella, "The Loom of Thessaly" , classical mythology merges with impudent modern spirit into a science fiction legend that speculates upon the nature of reality.

Lincoln Pierce always wanted to be a private detective, but his life didn't end up the way he expected. His daughter's debilitating disease forced him to make some questionable decisions, and he's been paying for them ever since. He's started looking into a case that could change his entire career, if he doesn't get killed in the processTen years ago two children went missing and were presumed to be victims of a satanic ritual. Police charged the antisocial brother of one of the victims with the crime, but the real culprit's still on the loose. The approaching anniversary prompts the killer to strike again, but there's a private investigator who's beginning to ask the right questions about what happened a decade earlier. The killer discovers that he's being hunted, and decides to do whatever it takes to stay hidden. Lincoln Pierce always wanted to be a private detective, but his life didn't end up the way he expected. His daughter's debilitating disease forced him to make some questionable decisions, and he's been paying for them ever since. He's determined to make the most of a bad situation, and has started looking into a case that could change his entire career, if he doesn't get killed in the process.

Volume 7 of student produced writing from grades K-12 in the Twin Lakes School District of Monticello, Indiana. See the progression of our kids' abilities and interests as they grow. All proceeds go to a scholarship fund for student writers or towards publishing a physical version of the book.Our Voice is a student written and edited ebook produced by the students of Twin Lakes School Corporation in Monticello, Indiana. It is a crosscurriculur, inclusive writing project that seeks to raise interest in creative writing amongst K-12 students in our district. It may not be the only student magazine out there, but it goes two steps beyond by creating an entrepreneurial opportunity for students interested in digital media, publishing, marketing, and entrepreneurship as well as offering the chance for student writers to get published. All proceeds from sales go into a scholarship fund for students or towards publishing a physical version of the ebook.

A collection of short stories, each as unique and different from the others as the title suggests. From Bennie to The Cold Shoulder, these stories have refused to go away. Each tale carries an emotional message of hope, compassion, anger, even fear. Like life, the emotions contained within these tales will hit you when you least expect them.An aspiring young author finds the love of her life at a local cafe, but after getting caught up in chasing him, her day goes awry.

Like a naughty Easter version of The Nightmare Before Christmas mixed with Charlie and the Chocolate Factory... On the day before her 18th birthday, Charlee wasn't expecting to be transported to Easter Land. A princess informs her she must compete to decide which of three creatures will be the future egg deliverer. But a man tied to a dark holiday known as SinEaster is also aware of her arrival.Like a naughty Easter version of The Nightmare Before Christmas mixed with Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. . .Don't let her habit of constantly wearing bunny ears fool you. Charlee hates Easter. And she has good reason to. So, on the day before her 18th birthday, she wasn't expecting to meet the Easter Bunny, a person-sized gummi egg, and a large toad. But that's what happens when she and two other teenagers are transported to Easter Land. Charlee ponders the teenage girl made out of gummi with huge boobs, and the teenage boy in a wheelchair with an overdeveloped upper body.A black-clad princess informs them that they must compete to decide which of the three creatures will be the future egg deliverer. But a mysterious man tied to a dark holiday known as SinEaster is also aware of the teens' arrival.Some say that in the days of prophesy, SinEaster will destroy Easter. Will Easter go on as usual, or will it be cancelled this year?By the author of MachoPoni and Faerie Brace-Face.

Hazel Winbolt is a ten year old girl with a very sick mother. Her father sends her to live with her grandmother so she is out of the way. Hazel finds herself in a very old and mysterious house with a grandmother she has never met. Strange things begin to happen to Hazel when little animals start coming out of the little brown box she has from home. Are they good or bad? Only time will tell.Hazel Winbolt is a ten year old girl with a very sick mother. Her father sends her to live with her grandmother so she is out of the way. Hazel finds herself in a very old and mysterious house with a grandmother she has never met. As the days progress she is certain that something strange is going to happen. Floors creak and shadows travel up walls when there is nobody there. This is nothing compared to when small animals start appearing out of a little brown box she has. What do they want? It is up to Hazel to find out in the short time she has before returning home.

A chance encounter in a supermarket coffee shop opens old wounds for the ex-Marine and the war widow. Soon they are reliving horrors of death and murder in the Afghan desert, duty and deceit blowing in the wind. Can an icon of crime fiction save them from themselves, or will it be just another case for the Sheriff of Tesco?A chance encounter in a supermarket coffee shop opens old wounds for the ex-Marine and the war widow. Soon they are reliving horrors of death and murder in the Afghan desert, duty and deceit blowing in the wind. Can an icon of crime fiction save them from themselves, or will it be just another case for the Sheriff of Tesco?He walked over to where she was sitting alone in the corner of the supermarket coffee shop sipping a cappuccino. Noticed, close up, that her brown hair, pulled back into a ponytail, was dashed with blonde highlights, her face young looking, probably mid thirties.“Mind if I join you?” he asked, pulling out a plastic chair.“Be my guest,” She looked up, saw this raw boned man, the angular planes of his face weather tanned, his eyes the palest blue.Although the store was busy with the usual throng of mid-week shoppers there were plenty of empty tables in the cafe. She raised a quizzical eyebrow and met his steady gaze.“Nice morning,” he began his gambit, his eyes not leaving hers. Hazel with flecks of white, like a snow-shower. He made a mental note.“That depends,” she said, “On how you define nice.” She read the ID tag clipped to the breast pocket of his dark blue shirt. John Russell. “I like this spot,” she said, nodding towards the trolley park, ”easy to keep an eye on my shopping from here,” the merest shrug, “you never know, do you.”“That’s for sure,” he replied, biding his time as he sized her up. “Always pays to be careful.”“Not that there’s much worth stealing,” she said, “Since my husband died I don’t do much in the way of fancy cooking anymore. Just convenience stuff, mostly, sort of lost my appetite.”He made another mental note: Widow.“So do you work here, John Russell?”He tilted the ID tag and she read the words under the stylised eye motif: Pinkerton Security.“Oh,” she smiled and the smile widened into a grin, “the dudes who tamed the West, railroad dicks, Dashiell Hammett.” He looked nonplussed“The Pinkertons...we never sleep!”“You’ve lost me,” he said“Don’t tell me you’ve never read Hammett, Maltese Falcon, The Glass Key?”He shook his head.“Great detective writer, oh, I’ve read ‘em all.” She smiled at the puzzled expression he was trying to disguise. “You don’t get it, do you?”“Get what?” This wasn’t the way he had intended to play it; she had thrown him off balance and he felt suddenly unsure of himself.“Why Dashiell Hammett. He was a Pinkerton agent, just like you. The immortal legend handed down from the railroads and the banks of the Wild West...” she glanced around the store, “...to Tesco’s Old Kent Road. Who would have thought it...the legend lives on.”No he didn’t get it. He’d become a 12-hour shift security guard when he left the Royal Marines. It was the only steady job he could get and legends didn’t come into it.She began quoting passages of Hammett from memory. The Maltese Falcon...The Thin Man, telling him they all celebrated the lone detective risking all in the quest for the truth. “And you’re carrying the torch now, John Russell, the Sheriff of Tesco,” she laughed, “ Or do your friends call you Jack?”“Jane, actually,” he smiled, harking back to Lima Company, “they called me Jane.”She laughed. “Jane Russell?”“A bootneck joke,” he said, slightly abashed, “but mostly they called me Colours...short for Colour Sergeant Russell.”"Royal Marines?”He nodded, wondering now if she was putting him on and the familiar stabbing ache started up in his leg. He was about to reply when the pager on his belt cheeped. Russell glanced down thankfully and read the message; looked up again, saw her watching him, and said: “Don’t go away...I’ll be right back.”

Angelina Marsh can find nothing in Watford to inspire her. She cares little for her school work, and does not take any interest in the things most that girls her age do. Then she meets a strange-looking man in the town centre selling magazines to passers-by, and her world is turned upside down.Angelina Marsh can find nothing in her life to inspire her. She cares little for her school work, and does not take any interest in the things most that girls her age do. Then she meets a strange-looking man in the town centre selling magazines to passers-by, and her perspective on life takes an unexpected turn. But can this man really be who he says he is, and if so, what does this mean for Angelina and the world she takes such a bleak view of? Only an open mind will allow her to find the answer.

Kristin Young, a well respected pediatrician, wakes up in the hospital with no memory, only to find she has escaped Georgia's most notorious serial killer. Can FBI agent Matt Stevenson protect her from the man whose face she cannot remember?From zombie plague ... to an undead world.In a bleary-eyed state of shock Toey Cholwasa and three friends arrive back in Bangkok, a city engulfed by a zombie plague, a choking miasma of flesh rotting in the tropical heat. As their Airbus lands Toey witnesses another in a rolling series of mass turnings. A freshly-risen horde throws itself at the still-moving plane, and gets plowed under … leaving a blood-trail of body parts in the plane’s wake. It would have been a mercy if the plague had merely killed its victims. Zombie death would be the least of its effects. As a researcher in consciousness and trance states Toey is one of the few equipped to piece together what the zombie rules of engagement will have to be. Failing this, the fallout from such a fight won’t bear thinking of. The new airport they pass through is a morning-after war zone, an arena of death playing host to lifers (survivors), infected, the dead, and the newly-undead. Later, the silent city they pass through echoes with the screams of the infected who died there only hours earlier. Most of those have not yet turned. But as new convulsions wrack the city they realize they’re in the opening skirmishes of an undead global war. The struggle begins.

I Poet, Volume Two, with lots of poems for you; there’s life and humour and even a scream, I’ll even try to turn you green; and make you think anew.Fighting insurgents, something Capt. Keith Ridgely has done on a regular basis and has done so with the zeal of any patriotic solider, but after his latest mission in Zimbabwe, he gets reassigned to a place where careers go to die. With his prospects ruined, Ridgely must contemplate whether to remain in the armed forces or take the lucrative offer of becoming a hired gun. One path leads to loyalty, the other towards fortune. Only he can decide which way to choose.In this thrilling short-story prelude to For One’s Own Cause, follow Capt. Ridgely as he battles it out in the harsh terrains of southern Africa only to learn that he has to quit the army if he ever wants to see combat again.