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Book Review Adela Arthur and The Creator’s Clock

aaandcc.v1-FinalTitle: Adela Arthur and The Creator’s Clock

Author: Judyann McCole

Genre: Fantasy, Young Adult

Purchase: Goodreads

To Who Ever This May Concern;I wish I could tell you the contents of this book were purely fictional. That I, Adela Arthur, was just a normal sixteen year old from Portland and that dragons, giants, elves and mermaids were just myths.  I wish these were legends shared from crazy old grandparents to crazy old grandparents around campfires. After all, that is what I used to believe.

I never would have thought they lived on the other side of our mirrors in a world called Cielieu. But they do…

I never would have thought there were humans, better known as Volsin that lived among them with the ability to create light from a single thought.  But there are…

I never would have thought I was one of them… But I am…

I am the last Arthur and I was brought to the human world after a Volsin, filled with greed, began to strip the light from our kind.

The human world was supposed to be a safe haven… but he’s found us and the only way to stop him is to go back to Cielieu and begin training as a student in the Elpida Castle of Light.

Like I said I wish the contents of this book were purely fictional and not my life…


 Adela Arthur and The Creator’s Clock reminded me of Harry Potter. Some reviewers claim it’s a blatant rip off. I disagree. Sure, there were similarities, but there’s a large difference between similarities and plagiarism.

Either way, Adela Arthur, our main character, is by all means a regular girl. Until a monster shows up at her school, kills the girl who used to bully her, and puts her and her best friend Hector in danger. Adela’s grandpa goes on to tell her he’s a dragon, and Adela is originally from another world, where her family was very powerful and used their light (some kind of power) to protect the world from an evil wizard named Delapeur. Adela wants to go back to her home world and face the evil that’s nearly destroyed it.

Back there, Adela and Hector join some kind of magical school, where they learn to use their “light”. Hector finds his light almost right away, but for Adela, it takes months. Meanwhile, the evil wizard is waiting for the perfect moment to attack…

So, the similarities are the following: magic school, a wizard whose name can’t be spoken, a magical sport much like Quidditch, Adela is sort of like “The Chosen One”. She’s “The Adela Arthur”.

But there are plenty of differences as well. I’d go as far as to say it may be inspired by Harry Potter, but Harry Potter itself was inspired by other books as well. So meh.

The book on itself, was a pleasant read. Adela is a nice character, but she whines quite a lot early on. I liked the love interest, the hints of a love triangle, and their powers, which were very different from the magical powers talked about in Harry Potter.

The plot wasn’t highly original, but it’s not the worst I’ve seen either. The villain’s reasons are never spoken about, and he appears to be very one-dimensional. Never really turns into an actual person. The book is repetitive at times as well.

Apart from that, I enjoyed it. Lots of action, an okay plot, okay characters.

July 27, 2013 at 12:12 pm 2 comments

Book Review The Rising Wind

The Rising Wind Cover final - CopyTitle: The Rising Wind

Author: Ken Floro III

Genre: Fantasy

Purchase: Amazon, B&N

Have you ever dreamed of being swept into adventure alongside a dashing knight or two? Would you be outraged if you were suddenly thrust into terrifying dangers against your will? What if you found yourself trapped on a cursed island, in the middle of a haunted sea, surrounded by your worst enemies? When a conniving treasure-hunter hijacks the Rising Wind, its passengers will find themselves facing all this and more!

The same trick didn’t work a third time. When Marc stepped into the ring of firelight and shouted a challenge, his adversaries shrank into the shadows across from him – more cautious now than they had been earlier. Their broad limbs and hulking silhouettes prowled the darkness at the edge of the forest, disguising their numbers. Standing exposed, in the open clearing, Marc felt vulnerable, but he knew he couldn’t run. For an anxious moment, he just stood there, uncertain what to do next. The curse of inexperience was lack of foresight, and Marc hadn’t stopped to calculate an alternative in case his original plan failed. Now he had to think on the spot. Unfortunately the present circumstance was no place for contemplation. So, in that dangerous moment, he acted on instinct.

I loved this daring, adventurous read featuring Marc, a soldier who went aboard The Rising Wind to head over to his family estate before leaving, along with his cousin Monty. Marc is the MC, but narrative is often switched with Adrianna, captain of the ship, and Din. The ship ends up on a cursed island inhabited by monsters, in the middle of a haunted sea. Marc has to learn to work together with others, friends and even enemies, if he wants to survive.

I liked this premise – the cursed island gave the book a claustrophobic, terrifying feel. Marc was an intriguing main character. He had plenty of past issues, personality issues, and friendship issues to be truly interesting.

The plot was interesting as well, and I thought it was rather unique. Would love to read more by this author!

July 26, 2013 at 12:00 am Leave a comment

Book Review: Finding Amy by Carol Braswell

Finding Amy winterTitle: Finding Amy

Author: Carol Braswell

Genre: Romantic Suspense

What begins in Montana as routine for Texas Ranger Carson Garrett, quickly turns into a ‘run for your life’ chase in order to protect the two women and child he is returning to Texas.

How far would you go to protect the ones you love?

 When Texas Ranger, Carson Garrett is assigned to locate and place in protective custody the wife of a man suspected of illegal activities with a Columbian drug lord, it turns into more than routine. The estranged husband has put out a hit on his wife and the only person who knows where she is hiding is her twin sister, Amy Summers.

Protecting the sister she loves may be the thing that destroys her…

 It is a race against time for Carson to find Amy, convenience her of the imminent danger and get her to lead him to Jamie so he can escort both women and Jamie’s four-year-old child back to Texas.

Even if they make it can love on the run survive?

 Besides the obvious problems of running from a man who is trying to kill them, Carson and Amy have an instant attraction to each other and it is clouding his usual sharp judgment and causing them both to make costly mistakes.

A determined hitman, a diabolical plan. There is only one way to stop them both…

Romance and suspense mix and mingle in this delightful, action-packed, tense read. Carson Garrett is a Texas Ranger, which is instant win for me, since I’m a huge fan of the old Texas Ranger show, and ever since, love reading books featuring these rangers. Anyway, back to the plot.  Carson has to locate the wife of a man suspected of illegal activities with a Columbian drug lord, and put her in protective custody. The only one who knows the woman’s whereabouts is her twin sister, Amy. So Carson has to find Amy, convince her to lead him to her twin sister Jamie, and then escort both women and Jamie’s child back to Texas. But a hitman is on Amy’s heels to uncover where Jamie is hiding. When the attraction between Carson and Amy grows, it starts to cloud his judgement, and he begins to make mistakes that may cost him dear…

I really liked the hitman-plot in this one. So the idea may be a bit cliché, but the way it’s executed here, is spot on. It reads like something fresh, new. Amy is a delightful character to read about, and her interactions with Carson are playful and flirtatious and put a smile to my face. With the suspense plot running in the background – as in, the hitman on their track – there’s more to this book than just the romance. There were moments where it got pretty close, and I was at the edge of my seat!

If you like romantic suspense, definitely give Finding Amy a shot. It’s a well-written book, with great characters and a pleasant, suspenseful plot.

July 25, 2013 at 12:04 am 1 comment

Book Review: Sunbolt by Intisar Khanani

sunbolt_coverFNL_toshareTitle: Sunbolt

Author: Intisar Khanani

Genre: YA Fantasy

The winding streets and narrow alleys of Karolene hide many secrets, and Hitomi is one of them. Orphaned at a young age, Hitomi has learned to hide her magical aptitude and who her parents really were. Most of all, she must conceal her role in the Shadow League, an underground movement working to undermine the powerful and corrupt Arch Mage Wilhelm Blackflame.

When the League gets word that Blackflame intends to detain—and execute—a leading political family, Hitomi volunteers to help the family escape. But there are more secrets at play than Hitomi’s, and much worse fates than execution. When Hitomi finds herself captured along with her charges, it will take everything she can summon to escape with her life.

I’m not always a fan of novella. Sometimes they lack depth or background, or character development. Not so in Sunbolt though. The book starts out strong, following our heroine Hitomi through the streets and alleys of Karolene. The reader is thrown into the action right away. Hitomi isn’t an ordinary girl – she works for a secret underground movement called “The Shadow League”, and their main goal is to stop the corrupt Arch Mage Wilhelm Blackflame from doing his evil bidding, like in this case, executing a leading political family. While Hitomi tries to protect the family, she herself becomes Blackflames’ next target.

I loved reading about the city of Karolene, with its narrow alleys, winding streets and peculiar inhabitants. The way the author described the city, it really came to life. And then there’s Hitomi, a vibrant, kick-ass character who keeps her cool in all situations, has a quick wit and intelligence, and plenty of courage to spare. She made this book interesting, drew me in from the first pages, the kind of heroine I can truly like and root for. She reminded me of an epic fantasy version of Buffy – strong and powerful, but with sharp humor.

The plot may not sound so original, but it really was. There were so many plot twists I didn’t see coming! And that for a novella. This first installment really sets the tone for the rest of the series, and I can’t wait to read more!

July 24, 2013 at 12:12 am 1 comment

Book Excerpt from Special Offers


I’m hosting an excerpt from paranormal romance / urban fantasy novel “Special Offers”. Enjoy the excerpt!

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As I lay in the darkness, it occurred to me that I must be the most boring single 30 year-old ever. I didn’t go out much, I ate crappy food. I couldn’t even remember the score of the games I just watched.

This was not how I had imagined myself at this point in my life. Had my marriage not crashed and burned, we probably would have a baby by now. Yeah, and I would still be married to an asstard. He probably would have spawned asstardlets. I just wanted to feel like my life was going somewhere, like I was accomplishing something. Rolling over on my side, I vowed to try to get myself together and move forward.

When I finally fell asleep, I dreamt I went on my first post-divorce date. The guy took me to a fancy restaurant, ordered lots of food and expensive wine and then ditched me for the voluptuous hostess. I was presented with the check but lacked any means of paying it. After negotiating a payment plan with the restaurant owner, which involved allowing him to indulge his foot fetish with my pinkie toes and some flavored whipped cream, I left the place and got into my car, which was really weird, because my date drove.

There in the parking lot were dine-and-dash and the hostess, groping each other with utter abandon. I revved up the engine, threw the car into drive and peeled out towards them. The headlights illuminated their stunned faces as I spun the car sharply, rolled down the window and chucked a lit Molotov cocktail – made from the empty wine bottle from dinner – at them and sped off humming the theme to “The Lion King.”

I woke up thinking I must be making progress. Usually in my dreams I ran them over after I set them on fire.

Special Offers

SpecialOffers coverTitle: Special Offers

Author: M.L. Ryan

Genre: Urban Fantasy / Paranormal Romance

Meet Hailey – possessed by an otherworldly being who was trapped in her Kindle.

Hailey Parrish was quick-witted, irreverent, and hadn’t had a date in three years. She only wanted an eBook reader because her collection of paperbacks threatened to take over her small living space. Little did she know that the “special offers” that prompted the purchase included much more than a reduced price in exchange for a few ads. The device came pre-loaded with the essence of Sebastian Kess, an erudite womanizer with magical abilities from a parallel dimension. When she inadvertently releases him and he inhabits her body, she finally has a man inside her, just not in the way she imagined. And soon her predicament introduces her to yet another supernatural, the handsome could-be-the-man-of-her-dreams Alex Sunderland. Can Alex and Hailey find a way to return Sebastian to his own body, stay one step ahead of the criminals who want to keep him where he is, and not lose their sense of humor?

Special Offers, the first book of the Coursodon Dimension Series, combines paranormal romance, urban fantasy, a bit of science fiction and a healthy dose of quirky humor.


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OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAM.L. Ryan is a profes­sional woman — not that she gave up her amateur status, but rather that she is over-educated with a job in which she spends a lot of time writing dry science non-Fiction. In an effort to strength­en the less logi­cal side of her brain, she decided to write some of the many stories rolling around in her head.  She lives in Tucson, AZ with her husband, son, four cats, two dogs and an adopt­ed desert tortoise.


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July 23, 2013 at 7:38 am Leave a comment

Book Excerpt from From Frights to Flaws


Here’s an excerpt from From Frights to Flaws for you today. Hope you enjoy it!

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“Let’s go inside,” said Alyssa. She opened the backdoor and stepped inside after Hailey. They walked down the hallway to the front area of the house—only for a strange voice with a French accent to say, “Bonjour, Mesdemoiselles.”

Turning to the kitchen, Alyssa and Hailey shrieked at the strange man. He stood only a few inches taller than her, despite his beach ball-sized belly. The top of his bald head shone, a tassel wild black hair surrounding it. A bushy mustache covered the area between his nose and upper lip. More importantly, he wore an evil smile, filled with yellow teeth.

“Hello!” called Uncle Bruce. “Who’s here?”

Everyone turned to him as he ran down the stairs. But the stranger held out his hand, making some sort of stick appear.

Somnum Harena!” he roared.

Orange sand swirled out of the stick, finding its way into Uncle Bruce’s eyes. He cried out in pain, falling onto the floor.

“Dad!” exclaimed Hailey.

“Silence!” shouted the man, pointing his stick at Hailey. “He won’t wake up for another twelve hours!”

But that stick was no stick—it had to be his wand. What else could release swirling sand? Nothing. So that man had to be none other than…

“B-Beau Duchamp?” Alyssa identified him, guessing.

“Yes, although I’d prefer ‘Master Beau,’ if you don’t mind.”

“Never mind, what did you do to my dad?” yelled Hailey.

“I put him to sleep,” said Master Beau.

The girls gasped.

“I meant that literally. I didn’t kill him.”

“Still—get out of here!” commanded Alyssa.

“No!” bellowed Master Beau. “There’s a reason I did all that stuff to harm you! I need you to have zero protections so that I can take you to the Fiji Islands as soon as possible!”

From Frights to Flaws

FromFrightsToFlaws_SC-13-05-101Title: Alyssa McCarthy’s Magical Missions, Book 1, From Frights to Flaws

Author: Sunayna Prasad

Genre: MG Fantasy

Twelve-year-old Alyssa McCarthy can no longer stand the toughness of her uncle and wants a better life. But one day she discovers not only the existence of magic, but also a villain hunting her down. The villain uses magic and magical technology to kidnap Alyssa to the Fiji Islands. As much as she wants to go home, she has to face some dangerous challenges first. Not only that, the villain himself must also be defeated. Can Alyssa succeed, even with the help of her mentors?

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Sunayna Prasad has been writing stories for over thirteen years, starting at the age of six. Now nineteen, she will start her junior year of college this fall, and will study accessory design as well as continue to write for children. Aside from that, Sunayna also likes to cook, watch movies, and draw. She lives on Long Island, New York, with her family.


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July 19, 2013 at 12:28 am Leave a comment

Book Excerpt from Assassination Anxiety (McKenzie Files II)


I’m hosting an excerpt from “Assassination Anxiety”,  a science-fiction adventure, and the second book in the McKenzie Files series. Enjoy the excerpt!

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The location is the city of Kendridge, on the planet Tacoma Three. Secret Service agent, Mike Stevers scanned the multitude of faces in the crowd that gathered here to see the United Protectorate’s President Sandra Drennen. Stevers stood with a line of five other Secret Service agents in their ever conspicuous black suits and dark glasses, to guard the stage where Drennen was giving her campaign speech to the crowd for the ongoing Presidential election. The wooden stage where Drennen stood was adorned with a row of posters baring her smiling face and the face of her running mate. Vice President, Paul Zona. A smiling, youthful blond haired man wearing square glasses. Drennen, wearing a bright red dress, stood on stage behind the black wooden podium and addressed the crowd. Speaking into the twin, tubular microphones on top of the podium, her crisp voice boomed out from the black, rectangular speakers that stood six feet tall at the left and right of the stage.

                While standing on stage Drennen was given the extra protection of a kinetic repulse shield. Four flat cables on the stage floor were connected in a square formation

around her. Generated by the cables, Drennen was surrounded by a cube of protective

energy that resembled thick, blue glass. The shield would provide her with a large degree of protection against small arms fire and would have limited strength against explosives before it would weaken. In spite of this added security measure Stevers felt that this was a bad location to hold a campaign speech. At the edge of a park, across the street from a federal courthouse. Drennen was completely out in the open with only a few trees behind her and facing the courthouse and a row of other buildings that could provide a tempting perch for a potential sniper.

                Stevers and the other agents kept in touch with each other and received updates on the status of Drennen’s security through the headsets that they wore. Small earphones with thin, tubular microphones that extended down from the right side of the headset. The agents carried small remote keypads on their belts that enabled them to switch channels and communicate with different  parties. Stevers watched the huge crowd, observing their cheers and applause to Drennen’s address. He was confident that no one here would present a threat to the President’s security. Everyone attending this rally was walked through a tight security checkpoint. Everyone underwent a full physical scan for any weapons. As well as chemical and biological agents. All purses were searched. Cameras were scanned to determine if they could be disguised weapons.

                Both sides of the street leading to this area were blocked off by the police. The airspace over the entire city was restricted during Drennen’s visit. And patrolled by police assault shuttles. Stevers watched as one of these shuttles made a slow pass several feet overhead. It’s long, black tubular body ending in a sharp point. It’s large cylindrical

engines mounted on the sides of it’s body, with broad triangular wings attached to them. Mounted underneath each wing was a long barreled laser cannon and a large rectangular shaped missile launcher that carried six Hellstrike missiles. Protected by thick armor and a deflective energy shield this was one of five police shuttles that were patrolling the airspace while at the same time keeping a close watch on the ground with their sensitive scanners.

                Police and Secret Service agents strolled through the crowd to be on guard for anything that appeared to be suspicious. In Stevers opinion the President’s security was so tight that she would need a tracheotomy to breathe. Stevers asked himself earlier, what kind of fool would even think about challenging these security measures to try to threaten the President?

                A female voice addressed Stevers through his earphones. “Stevers. Sector Zero. What’s your status?”

                Sector Zero was Stevers’ assigned area where the President stood. Stevers pressed a button on his keypad and responded. “Stevers. Sector Zero all clear,” he spoke into his microphone. Through an open frequency in his earphones Stevers listened to a chorus of status reports dealing with the security here. Agents from different sectors so far  repeating his statement, all clear.

                As Drennen spoke the crowd responded with roaring cheers to her words of defiance against the Brelac and victory in the war that they waged against Humanity. She spoke of her vision to bring greater prosperity to the United Protectorate as it would expand to colonize new worlds. Stevers caught few of Drennen’s words. His focus was

on the diversity of faces within the crowd. Stevers would like to think that a majority of

the people here were good and loyal citizens of the Protectorate. But the mandate of the Secret Service dictated that he and the other agents be aware of any potential threat to the President’s safety. Lurking among this boisterous crowd of supporters could be one or more Vendetta agents waiting for a chance to strike.

                Looking to the sky again Stevers watched the police assault shuttle make a slow pass high above the heads of the crowd. Then it banked to the left and flew over the roof of a grey, brick apartment building. Then to Stevers’ surprise the rear section of the shuttle exploded. Stevers’ body froze. Helpless as he watched the now flaming craft spinning out of control on it’s descent towards the street. Screaming people on the ground fled the area before the shuttle slammed into a silver car that was parked below. A flaming explosion was created that shattered the windows of a nearby building. For a moment the sound of the blast drowned out the crowd’s panicked screams that rang through Stevers’ ears.

                What the hell’s going on? Stevers asked himself. Wondering what could have taken down that shuttle with it’s armor and shields with such ease. The once peaceful rally had now become chaotic as mobs of screaming people scurried in different directions to escape the area. The state of disorder became even more clear to Stevers as he listened to the round of male and female voices through his earphones.

                “This is Johnson. Sector Three to Sector Two. Do you see anything?”

                “Mitchell. Sector Two reporting. We didn’t see any shooter. We’re still looking.”

                “Romans. Sector Five reporting. No shooter in sight. Repeat, no shooter in sight.

Everybody stay sharp.”

                A stern male voice addressed Stevers over his earphones. “Command to Sector Zero. Prepare for the President’s evac. Repeat. Prepare for the President’s evac. Sector’s One and Two are falling back to your position to get the President to her limo.”

                Command is taking no chances, as Stevers expected. “Stevers. Sector Zero. Understood. we’re standing by.“ At the first sign of trouble the President was to be driven out of the area with an armed escort. It was the job of Stevers’ and his fellow agents here in this security sector to keep everyone back until the agents in Sector’s One and Two arrived and formed an armed Human shield around the President while they escorted her to her limousine. Her black limousine was parked at the side of the street just a few yards at the left of the stage. Along with the five other agents, Stevers drew out his large, Tempest 9 laser pistol from the holster strapped to his right and focused his attention on the crowd. He listened to the excited voices over his earphones.

                “This is Donegan. Sector Seven. I’m moving through the crowd. I don’t see anything. There’s too many people here.”

                “Ortez. Sector Seven. I see a light.”

                A second later Stevers heard a man’s voice screaming in agony.

                “This is Donegan. What is that? Get those people out of here.”

                Then Stevers heard Agent Donegan’s voice as he screamed. Joined by the voices of at least two other persons. Sector Seven was located at Stevers’ right. Further down the street past the courthouse. There was talk of a strange light. It’s got to be a weapon, he

thought. Might be what took down the police shuttle.

                looking at his right, while shoving panicking people away from the stage area,  Stevers saw dozens of people now running away from a bright red light. The light seemed to grow in size and intensity. He could see cars parked at the side of the street catch fire and explode within this light. Through the chaos of the panicking crowd he was horrified at the sight of people being caught within this light and their bodies bursting into flame. He witnessed five people catching fire and dying where they stood. There was nothing that he could do to help them, as his duty was clear. Remain at his position with his fellow agents at all costs and protect President Drennen with his life.

                Stevers received a message over his earphones. “Sector Zero. Get ready for the President’s evac. Repeat. Get ready for her evac.”

                Stevers was relieved to see a group of ten men and women in black suits rushing towards his position. The agents of Sector’s One and Two had arrived. Each agent carrying their laser pistol. Stevers looked back to the stage at Drennen. Still encased within the protective energy cube she was crouched down behind the podium as she watched the chaos. Stevers took a small remote keypad out of his suit pocket. He pointed it at Drennen and pressed a button. The energy cube surrounding her faded away just as the group of agents stormed over the stage.

                “Move! Go! Go!” Stevers shouted. Pointing at his left towards the waiting limousine.

                With great haste the agents surrounded Drennen and escorted her off the stage.

                Then the building in front of the police shuttle crash site exploded. Huge chunks

of flying masonry, along with broken metal and wooden beams showered the area.

Stevers and the five other agents ducked down, raising their arms to protect their heads as several bricks pelted the area where they stood. Stevers caught the sight of a large metallic sphere being hurled into the air by the blast. It was heading for the stage. Stevers dove down as the sphere hit the ground near the left side of the stage with the sound of a loud thud. Stevers jumped back to his feet. In the distance he could see the group of agents running with the President as they reached her limousine. Two red police cars with prominent white stripes along their sides were parked in front of the limousine. Their blue and red bar lights were flashing. In the air three of the police shuttles converged in the area and hovered over the cars in a triangular formation.

                Stevers turned his attention back to the thing that was hurled out from the explosion. “Stevers. Sector Zero. We’ve got something here,” he spoke into his microphone. He moved past the other agents to get a closer look at the object. It had embedded itself halfway into the ground as it landed. It appeared to be a large ball of metallic debris. Long, pointed shards of shiny metal covered the object. Stevers rough estimate was that the object was five feet in diameter. And it also appeared to be moving. Then Stevers jumped back when he saw a blue stream of energy burst from the object. Already in an excited state he felt his racing heart beat faster and heavier. Several more streams of energy shot out from the thing. They were like small electric arcs. The word, Bomb, flashed through his mind.

                “Get down!” Stevers shouted to the other agents. He ran for a few short steps, then dove to the ground. A second later a deafening blast went off near the stage. Sharp pain stabbed through the left side of Stevers’ body. He was unable to move his left leg.

He turned to see that several of the metal shards that covered the object had embedded themselves in his left leg, his back, and his left arm. He yelled out in pain, now feeling his flowing blood soaking his clothes. He looked about to see that the other agents in the area were still on the ground. The body of a man laying at his far left was shredded and penetrated with the long metal shrapnel.

                A report came in through Stevers’ earphones. “We’ve got the President aboard. we’re heading out.”

                He heard more screams coming in through his earphones. A woman’s voice cried out, “It‘s coming! Look out! Shoot it! It’s coming!”

                Looking at his left Stevers could see the flashing blue and red lights of the two police cars as they lead the President’s motorcade down the street and away from the area. The two police cars followed by the limousine and three black cars carrying Secret Service agents. While the three police assault shuttles flew overhead to deal with any threats in the air as well as on the ground. That was the plan. Now the President was safe.

                Stevers looked back towards the stage. Or what was left of it. Half of the stage was ripped apart by the blast. There was a thick stream of black smoke rising into the air. From behind the shattered remains of the stage he could see something moving. It was long, dark. Squirming. Like a snake. Or a  long tail. Stevers looked over at the exploded building. The area was littered with metal and stone debris. A cloud of dust and smoke obscured his view of the building. But through the cloud he saw something move. The

shape of a large person. Very large. Standing close to eight feet tall by his estimate. This

person appeared to be wearing some sort of long flowing cape or a robe. At this person’s

sides were thick, muscular arms with hands balled into massive fists. This person also had a long tail, thrashing from left to right.

                A tail? That thought blared through Stevers’ mind. That same instant he recalled the other tail-like appendage that he spotted near the wreckage of the stage. He reached a swift conclusion. “Brelac!” he cried out. He repeated that word into his microphone. “Brelac! We’ve got Brelac in the area!”

                Stevers quick instinct was to open fire at this alien threat. But his hands were empty. He had dropped his gun. He looked around, seeing it laying on the ground a foot in front of him. He reached for it, then a loud commotion at his right caught his attention. An unfortunate man who’s entire body was set ablaze came running towards him while belting out a continuous loud scream. Stevers screamed himself as this Human torch came running towards him. Then the man collapsed to the ground just six feet away from Stevers’ head. This was still too close for Stevers’ comfort as the skin of his face felt the heat from the burning body. The smell of burning Human flesh, like a sickening sweet, greasy odor, clung to the insides of his nostrils.

                Stevers had no time to even think as he looked past the burning body and saw that strange red light. Another car near the light exploded into flames. In the sky above a police assault shuttle soared in and stopped to hover over the area. The twin laser cannons on it’s wings fired crimson bolts down on the vicinity of the light. But that did not stop the light as it was moving towards Stevers. Laying helpless on the ground Stevers could do nothing except scream out in pain under an intense heat as the sickening sweet odor was now coming from his own burning skin and flesh.

Assassination Anxiety

McKenzie2Anxiety-coverFRONT500Title: The McKenzie Files II: Assassination Anxiety

Author: Barry Nelson

Genre: Science-Fiction Adventure

The three captured and reprogrammed Brelac Reploids have proved their worth to the Protectorate in a fierce battle against the powerful cybernetic weapon Succubus, developed by traitorous Dr. Fenlow. The Reploids, commissioned to form a special unit known as the Silencers under the jurisdiction of the military’s Central Intelligence Division, are back on Maseklos Prime, working at menial jobs while the CID keeps a close eye on them. That changes when President Drennan is almost killed in a bizarre assassination attempt.

Colin McKenzie and his team are ordered to uncover whoever’s behind the assassination attempt and to find and destroy the frightening weapons responsible for the horrible death and destruction at the President’s last election campaign address. After the first attempt on the President’s life, it’s certain more are sure to follow.

Meanwhile, Colin remains curious and wary about his dark past as a Vendetta operative formerly working against the Protectorate. The more he learns about his previous life, the less he likes it. Even more worrisome is the odd dreams he’s been having.

As Colin, Diane, and Kelly chase leads in their case, they realize they may be up against unstoppable weapons – but they are the Protectorate’s only hope.

Author Bio

Barry K. Nelson is a writer living in Clairton PA area. He is 53. Single. No kids. The author of the McKenzie Files science fiction series. His two books are on the market now. McKenzie Files, book 1. And Assassination Anxiety, McKenzie Files book 2. He is currently working on the third installment of the series. Which will be titled, Obliteration. McKenzie Files Book 3. His interests are reading, writing, movies, gardening, video gaming. He also likes Marvel comics, Hell on Wheels, Walking Dead, and Pawn Stars.


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