Is it possible to run away from yourself? No. Skyla Jane Judge should know. Fresh on the heels of a breakup and college graduation, Skyla Jane Judge feels an inexplicable urge to accompany an attractive stranger on a road trip from New York to New Orleans. Maybe it has something to do with what a psychic has told her about a past life. Maybe some old friends stuck between lives are waiting for her there. Whatever the case, she gives in to the lure of Louisiana’s voodoo country and doesn’t look back. Longing for change, she uncovers a “den” beneath the haunted cobblestone streets of the French Quarter and, in the company of vampires, begins to discover her true self. Skyla embarks on a journey to self-awareness that ultimately uncovers a secret ceremonial path to love and eternal enlightenment. Though change is what she wanted, is she ready for the irrevocable change her “new” friends offer her?

Equation of Doom is presented here in a high quality paperback edition. This popular classic work by Gerald Vance is in the English language, and may not include graphics or images from the original edition. If you enjoy the works of Gerald Vance then we highly recommend this publication for your book collection.

Jayné Heller has discovered the source of her uncanny powers: something else is living inside her body. She's possessed. Of all her companions, she can only bring herself to confide in Ex, the former priest. They seek help from his old teacher and the circle of friends he left behind, hoping to cleanse Jayné before the parasite in her becomes too powerful. Ex’s history and a new enemy combine to leave Jayné alone and on the run. Her friends, thinking that the rider with her has taken the reins, try to hunt her down, unaware of the danger they’re putting her in. Jayné must defeat the weight of the past and the murderous intent of another rider, and her only allies are a rogue vampire she once helped free and the nameless thing hiding inside her skin

Samuel E. Lowe was an author best known for writing In the Court of King Arthur, a book published in 1918 that centers around the search for the Holy Grail.

Known as the "American Agatha Christie," author Mary Roberts Rinehart produced a vast array of top-notch mysteries over the course of her career, with occasional incursions into other genres. The After House is a gripping whodunit that revolves around a series of grisly axe murders. Set on board a ship, this murder mystery is sure to leave you on the edge of your seat.

CHAPTER I TOM HOPES FOR A PRIZE "Father," exclaimed Tom Swift, looking up from a paper he was reading, "I think I can win that prize!" "What prize is that?" inquired the aged inventor, gazing away from a drawing of a complicated machine, and pausing in his task of making some intricate calculations. "You don't mean to say, Tom, that you're going to have a try for a government prize for a submarine, after all." "No, not a submarine prize, dad," and the youth laughed. "Though our Advance would take the prize away from almost any other under-water boat, I imagine. No, it's another prize I'm thinking about." "What do you mean?" "Well, I see by this paper that the Touring Club of America has offered three thousand dollars for the speediest electric car. The tests are to come off this fall, on a new and specially built track on Long Island, and it's to be an endurance contest for twenty-four hours, or a race for distance, they haven't yet decided. But I'm going to have a try for it, dad, and, besides winning the prize, I think I'll take Andy Foger down a peg. "What's Andy been doing now?" "Oh, nothing more than usual. He's always mean, and looking for a chance to make trouble for me, but I didn't refer to anything special He has a new auto, you know, and he boasts that it's the fastest one in this country. I'll show him that it isn't, for I'm going to win this prize with the speediest car on the road." "But, Tom, you haven't any automobile, you know," and Mr. Swift looked anxiously at his son, who was smiling confidently. "You can't be going to make your motor-cycle into an auto; are you?" "No, dad." "Then how are you going to take part in the prize contest? Besides, electric cars, as far as I know, aren't specially speedy." "I know it, and one reason why this club has arranged the contest is to improve the quality of electric automobiles. I'm going to build an electric runabout, dad." "An electric runabout? But it will have to be operated with a storage battery, Tom, and you haven't—" "I guess you're going to say I haven't any storage battery, dad," interrupted Mr. Swift's son. "Well, I haven't yet, but I'm going to have one. I've been working on—" "Oh, ho!" exclaimed the aged inventor with a laugh. "So that's what you've been tinkering over these last few weeks, eh, Tom? I suspected it was some new invention, but I didn't suppose it was that. Well, how are you coming on with it?" "Pretty good, I think. I've got a new idea for a battery, and I made an experimental one. I gave it some pretty severe tests, and it worked fine." "But you haven't tried it out in a car yet, over rough roads, and under severe conditions have you?" "No, I haven't had a chance. In fact, when I invented the battery I had no idea of using it on a car I thought it might answer for commercial purposes, or for storing a current generated by windmills. But when I read that account in the papers of the Touring Club, offering a prize for the best electric car, it occurred to me that I might put my battery into an auto, and win." "Hum," remarked Mr....

The story of proud, high-spirited, independent Dorothy Greenfield and Alison Clarke, a spoiled rich girl, students at Avondale College who are thrown together by a strange chain of circumstances. Dorothy eventually wins her place among the girls and discovers the true circumstances of her birth.

The Camp on the River"Waal? What did yer see? Clear, I reckon."Jim Hardman looked up swiftly as a couple of tall figures came silently into the clearing in the centre of which the camp fire burned, and he paused for a moment in the task which occupied him. He was squatting on his heels, after the fashion of the Indians and of all backwoodsmen, and was engaged in cleaning the long barrel of his musket, turning the weapon over with loving care, as if it were a child to whom he was devoted. Indeed Jim had no more faithful friend or servant. For this long musket had been his companion on many and many a hunting and prospecting expedition during the past twenty years. He scarcely ever laid it down, but carried it the day long, usually ready in his hands, or when the times were peaceful and quiet, slung across his slender shoulders. Jim could tell tales of how this faithful weapon had brought down buffalo and deer and many another animal, and had helped him to gather the stores of skins in exchange for which he obtained those few luxuries which his simple nature needed. In his more communicative moods he could narrate how the bullets which he had moulded with the aid of a hot camp fire and a supply of lead had been directed against men, against the fierce Indian inhabitants of this Ohio valley, who for years past had waged a ceaseless and pitiless warfare against all white invaders of their old hunting grounds.Indeed, "Hunting" Jim, as he was styled and known by all the backwoodsmen in those parts, had need to care for his weapon, for without it he would be lost, and his life would be at the mercy of the first redskin who crossed his path."Waal?" he repeated, in his backwoods drawl, as he vigorously rubbed at the shining barrel. "Reckon we're through 'em. There ain't a one in sight. Ef there is, Steve and Silver Fox'll know all about 'em."He looked with approval at his weapon, and getting to his feet he slung it across his shoulders. Then he stepped softly across to the fire, and bending over it, pushed the long ramrod suspended over the embers a little farther on to the forked sticks which held it. A couple of pieces of bear meat were skewered upon the rod, and had been frizzling there for the past quarter of an hour. Now, as they were placed right over the heat they set up a low-voiced but merry tune, while an appetizing odour assailed the nostrils of the two who had come to the camp. One of these two was without doubt a Red Indian, for he was decked elaborately after the custom of his race; his face was freely daubed with paint, which gave him a hideous and cruel appearance that a feathered head-dress served to increase. He was a tall, broad-shouldered man, with long, sinewy arms and legs, and gave one the impression that he was in perfect condition and trained to stand the utmost hardship. He nodded to Jim, and took his place in front of the fire, squatted on his heels, and stared silently at the embers. A minute later he opened his lips and spoke in the Indian tongue, his gaze still fixed on the fire."My brothers can sleep and eat in peace and contentment," he said, in tones which were dignified and not unmusical. "Silver Fox and the pale-face youth whom you call Steve, but known to us as Hawk, for his eyes are keen, keener even than are mine or my brother's,—have been through the forest and have watched the river. Our enemies have gone, vanished into the woods. We know this for certain, for we came upon their track. They were journeying towards the head waters of the river."It was a long speech for Silver Fox, and having delivered it, he felt for the buckskin bag in which he carried his precious store of tobacco, filled his pipe and set fire to the weed by taking one of the burning sticks in his long, thin fingers and lifting it to the bowl.Meanwhile his companion, who had emerged with him from the thick forest which surrounded the camp, advanced to the fire, sniffed appreciatively, and glanced at the meat which frizzl

No IPP officer should be without one, now includes the rulings for interdimensional travel as well as those of time travel.Get yours tomorrow, today or yesterday if you time travel.

"Never heard a sound," the younger of the afternoon callers admitted, getting rid of his empty cup and leaning forward in his low chair. "No more tea, thank you, Miss Fairclough. Done splendidly, thanks. No, I went to bed last night soon after eleven—the Colonel had been route marching us all off our legs—and I never awoke until reveille this morning. Sleep of the just, and all that sort of thing, but a jolly sell, all the same! You hear anything of it, sir?" he asked, turning to his companion, who was seated a few feet away.

A woman is discovered brutally killed in her bedroom, and her brother-in-law has an idea of who did it, thanks to a blood-soaked feather found outside her window.Princess Capability was shocked when Prince Messycloak proposed marriage. After all, all of her other suitors had run away screaming, when she tried to organise them. However, there was still the problem of slaying a dragon, to deal with first. Before they could live, 'Happily Ever After'

Remorse and self-blame weighs heavily on the black sheep of the family which leads him to speak to the ghost of his recently departed grandfather.The black sheep of the family blames himself for the death of his grandfather which leads him to have a solemn conversation with his recently deceased patriarch.

Instead of finding a serene mountain retreat to write her next book, Elizabeth unknowingly allows a stalker the freedom not only to observe her without detection but to get close enough to kill.Elizabeth moves from the city to Utah to write in seclusion. When she hires Joshua to build her home deep in the mountains, she’s amazed to discover his slightest touch leaves her wanting more.Instead of finding a serene mountain retreat to write her next book, Elizabeth unknowingly allows a stalker the freedom not only to observe her without detection but to get close enough to kill.Elizabeth finally decides to move from the city to her uncle’s property in Utah to write in seclusion. When she hires Joshua to build her home deep in the mountains, she’s amazed to discover the rugged construction owner's slightest touch rockets her pulse and leaves her wanting more. Josh looks more like a lumberjack out of some romance novel than a residential builder. More importantly, he’s the complete opposite type of man that Elizabeth usually goes for. But there was something about him she just couldn’t resist.In fact, Josh’s honest, take me as you see me attitude threatened to ruin the three-year relationship rule Elizabeth had sold to the world. Hundreds of thousands of women now believed, as she did, that everyone shows a fake personality when they meet a new love. Everyone hides their true inner self and tries to pretend to be the person they believe their new love desires. Elizabeth’s fascination with Josh becomes her main focus. She ignores everything else in an attempt to prove Josh is not who he appears to be. She misses the warning signs she would have easily seen before. Items suddenly go missing from her rental house. After a break-in places her cherished golden retriever, Charlie in danger, Elizabeth rolls her eyes as the sheriff suggests a stalker. She’s a psychologist. If she had a stalker, she’d know it…

In the shadow of King Arthur’s Britain, a young mother will need all her courage to save the Queen’s castle from the hands of a traitor... A stand-alone story of Trystan and Isolde featuring a secondary character from the universe of Anna Elliott’s Twilight of Avalon.Dragons, griffins, and BNPs (Bugs of Nightmarish Proportions). Never in their wildest dreams could they have imagined what was in store for them. After learning he had inherited an enormous mansion and a huge tract of land from a reclusive set of relatives, Steve Miller, along with his wife Sarah, decide to take a few days off to investigate their new-found fortune in the quiet resort town of northern Idaho, Coeur d’Alene. While taking inventory of the vast manor, they discover a unique set of doors on the top floor. Mistaking them to be an ornate decoration, the doors are accidentally activated, presenting the two new homeowners with a tantalizing decision: step through or ignore? No harm could possibly befall them by simply walking through an open door, right? Curiosity getting the better of them, they step through and both are sent on a one-way journey to a land of unimagined wonder! Realizing they were now stranded on a world populated with creatures that should exist only in one’s imagination, they enlist the aid of the local king and queen. Their troubles continue to escalate, however, as it is revealed their arrival had been long foretold by an ancient local prophecy, bestowing upon them the status of Royal Bodyguards to the young crown prince. Stuck on a foreign world where mythical creatures abound, trying to avoid being attacked by griffins, and hoping to impress a living, breathing dragon, the newly appointed babysitters must find a way to return home soon before harm could befall the young prince.Some days it didn't pay to get out of bed.

Vanessa Wester’s debut novel takes you from the University of Southampton to the depths of the Amazon. An imaginary citadel is waiting to be discovered full of interesting characters, traditions and cultures. There are so many twists and details you will not be able to put this book down.Caitlin Chance hopes that university life will open many doors. New friends, her own digs, and an enriched learning environment. It's what she needed to get on with her life. When she meets Steven Thorn during Fresher's week she has no idea that her future is on a different kind of trajectory. The attraction they share is instant and it is no surprise that they find themselves drawn to one another. However, Steven has a secret past that is destined to reveal itself. Soon he will become a stranger to everyone and his new life in Brazil will begin. People like him are not meant to live amongst normal humans. The wheels are set in motion for his radical upheaval. But first love is a powerful thing, and the connection forged between Caitlin and Steven is not easily broken. The impossible is only the beginning... Vanessa Wester's debut novel takes you from the University of Southampton to the depths of the Amazon jungle. An imaginary citadel is waiting to be discovered full of interesting characters, traditions and cultures. There are so many twists and details you will not be able to put this book down. ***** "Although the author is inspired by novels in the same genre there is nothing wrong in that - most of us take inspiration from one source or another. Vanessa Wester has clearly taken inspiration from her own life and from her imagination. She has clearly spent time creating the imaginary citadel and understands its geography and customs which are made clear to the reader. The story-line flows smoothly... I always think there must be something to recommend a book which you would not normally select."Christine Thompson, Gibraltar ChronicleFull review at theevolutiontrilogy.blogspot.com "When you first start getting into the story you automatically think Vampires, but as you discover more, Vampires is not the correct term for Steven's new family... It's well worth the read and as I got to the end I was frantically swiping my kindle screen looking for more as I wanted to know what happened next. I will definitely be reading the next book and would highly recommend it."Orchard Book Club "Not usually the kind of book I like to read, although I was a big fan of Anne Rice in my youth. The unexpected twist in the tale made for compulsive reading, literally forcing you to discover what happens next. This story had it all, brilliantly written, loads of interesting characters, mystery, and romance with an unsettling undercurrent of tension. I cannot wait to read the rest of the trilogy!"A Dawes 'This is a very exciting read. Would appeal to the Twilight fan-base, but has definitely put its own twist on the genre. A very well constructed piece, all the more impressive for being a debut novel.'Adam "This is definitely not another vampire tale. You are left, at the end, with lots of questions, there are so many ways the characters could go! I look forward to the next book and the continuing tale of Steven and Caitlin, his mother Emily and the rest of the "family" in the Amazon."Susan *~HYBRID has some scenes of an adult nature. It may be considered unsuitable for younger readers~*

Things are looking great for Greg Donner, a Chicago freelance writer. He's got a terrific project, and he's met the woman of his dreams -- literally, his dreams (though they're rather odd ones). But then, one night, he falls asleep and awakes . . . to the beginning of a nightmare he just can't seem to wake up from. . . .

Science Fiction short story.Krin Tlento finds herself on the run from the bulls of the barendi herd she was hunting. Her radio sabotaged, she has but one option: to face death with honor, as befits one of the People of Tlar, with her fangs in the throat of a barendi bull.In the unlikely event she should survive, her second priority is to retake her ship from the mutineers who left her to die.A story of twins whose father had a disgraced childhood. In his endless quest to achieve success, he fell in love with a lady who later dumped him due to poverty and at that time, she was pregnant. But as fate will have it, he became a bestseller and made a fortune.Yet somewhere, the story is unsweet, as his kids have exact resemblance with his wife, a reflection he might find difficult to bear. Now the kids named Facebook and Twitter Curtis are now writing a series titled "Daddy Please".Hope you read and become a part of their life. As they are still yet to ever know their daddy.

A 4500-word mini collection of (informal) essays on commercialism’s de-spiritualizing effects on society, by author/artist/non-conformist, Jess C Scott. Genre: Essays | 4,500 words ***** Note from Jess: This is a mini collection of short essays on arts, culture, society, and my resistance towards commodity production and 100%-commercialization.A 4500-word mini collection of (informal) essays on commercialism’s de-spiritualizing effects on society, by author/artist/non-conformist, Jess C Scott. ***** Note from Jess: This is a mini collection of short essays on arts, culture, society, and my resistance towards commodity production and 100%-commercialization. Nothing annoys me more than a shallow, obsessive, dangerous, unequal 'romance' that’s actually based on lust or physical attraction, a romance that is portrayed as the ideal. Genre: Essays | 4,500 words===Review: "Ever since I came across Jess C Scott’s teenage blog novel, EyeLeash, I’ve known that some very talented writers will emerge from the epublishing revolution."-- Joseph Grinton, October 2011===About The Author:Jess is an independent author/artist/non-conformist who’s dedicated to writing original stories that are both meaningful and entertaining. She works in a diverse range of genres, such as contemporary fiction, YA fiction, poetry, urban fantasy, and cyberpunk. She continues to align her business goals with her personal values.

Everyone in the class is working together on holiday projects. But when a new student, Pamela, arrives, she comes between Sara and Audrey.

Marco never wanted to be an Animorph. He never wanted the ability to change into any animal he touches. He just wants to chill. Whatever happens, happens.

An Adventist teen who finds herself pregnant. She is soon faces the threat of an imposed abortion which she does not believe in, and which she swears will not take place, darkness envelopes her until she finds an unexpected friend in her aging next door neighbor. She flees to a home for girls and finds her life work as she encounters a beaten and bruised teen who is to be her roommate.Bobby Lorman is a High School freshman, and bully-bait. His struggle to cope is compounded with guilt when his chief bully forces him to commit a crime. He must keep his transgression secret to avoid disappointment from his parents and prosecution from the authorities. His religious faith is tried as he seeks God's forgiveness, but can't bring himself to confess to people. When he is sent for the summer to his aunt and uncle's bed-and-breakfast near Natchez, Mississippi, he is introduced to an ancient wisdom that could help him. But to follow this new path he must face new bullies, religious censure from the community, and the ghosts that haunt a local Indian mound.