Defiant Order: The Earth Saga II by Donald B. McFarlane

It has been six months since the Epsilon crashed on Earth, and while tensions between the Humans and off-worlders appear to be going smoothly, new threats are developing from several avenues, some on Earth, and others from beyond the stars. When a large corporation is given access to the Epsilon, humanity once again finds itself on the verge of sparking an incident with the aliens that could reverberate throughout galaxy, coupled with the knowledge that an unsecured distress signal was sent into space, there is the risk that Earth will be dragged into the civil war that has wrecked havoc on the galaxy for seventy years.

Author: Donald B. McFarlane

Rating: Rating: 5.00 / 5
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The Trees With No Leaves: A Children’s Story About The Beauty Of Believing by Greer Alexis Bacon

Deep in the Black Forest, lives a boy name Hans. Spending his summers gathering wood each season with his father for the coming winters in Germany. He learns of many folk tales about the forest while growing up. One always stood out in his mind, “The Trees With No Leaves”. On Hans 18th year, his father suddenly becomes very ill leaving Hans to collect wood for the summer alone with his horse Steel Gray. An ordinary summer day in the forest is quickly changed with a terrible storm. Causing Hans to seek shelter but, what he finds is more beauty than anyone could ever imagine.

Author: Greer Alexis Bacon

Rating: Rating: 5.00 / 5
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The Crows and the Jewels by Peter Joseph Swanson

In this spooky kid’s tale with lots of pictures, when a boy feeds the crows, he is rewarded with a jewel and a key. That sends him on an adventure that includes a ghost story. Along the way, mistakes are made but a new furry friend is found.

Author: Peter Joseph Swanson

Rating: Rating: 5.00 / 5
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My History Teacher is a Leprechaun (Stewards of Light Book 3) by Duane L. Ostler

Book 3 of ‘The Stewards of Light’ series, and sequel to ‘My Math Teacher is a Vampire.’ Blake Drywater has a new history teacher–a leprechaun who escorts Blake to the underground time tunnels of his people. These tunnels are full of doors that open to different places and times, including the future. But then Blake discovers the real reason for his visit, and how it just might destroy the world!

Author: Duane L. Ostler

Rating: Rating: 5.00 / 5
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The Secret of Markree Castle: 4 boys, 3 days, 1 castle. (Li & Lu Book 2) by Bradley Charbonneau

The babysitter flaked and four young boys have pretty much free reign of a castle. “Wait, what?” they ask. Yes, they heard it right. While one of their dads is getting married, the boys are free to explore the castle.”They’re old enough to be responsible, aren’t they?” one dad asked the other. Ah, we soon shall see what the boys discover as they explore the castle, make new friends and learn of the secret of the Markree Castle.But what is the secret of the castle? What lurks behind all of those doors down in the cellar? Who’s that scary old guy Killian? Is Alastar to be trusted?You see, dear reader, I don’t know yet. These four boys are the creatives behind the story. In many ways, I’m just the messenger. The story and magic and secrets of the castle are up to them. It’s a collaborative effort and we talk, we imagine, we have Skype calls with poor WiFi connections while two boys are getting ready for bed in San Francisco, California and the other two are having breakfast in a restaurant in their hometown of Beijing, China. A good idea? No way! But fun and rewarding? Absolutely.How is this going to work? How are two dads and four boys going to write a book together? Who knows! Has it been done before? Who knows! Who cares!What’s happening is that we’re all working on a project together. The kids are digging deeper into their creative minds and their dads are learning sides of their kids that they didn’t even know existed. What would your child answer to the question, “If you could have any magical power, what would it be?” Do you know what your child would answer? Of course not. But you might have an idea. Do you know what’s fun? Ask your child and guess (quietly) what they might say. Then listen to what they say and see how it differs from what you thought they would say. The answer might surprise you.That’s how we’re writing this book. It’s a collaboration of these four boys and two dads (from different families). Three of us live in San Francisco and three of us live in Beijing. We’re using shared online documents and Skype calls to communicate the story, the characters, and what’s going to happen next.This first book (available April 1, 2015 in honor of Li & Lu’s first adventure, The Secret of Kite Hill published exactly one year prior) has turned into more of a story than we had imagined and it’s going to make this book only the first part of a series with the four boys at the castle.Oh, dear reader, I wish I could tell you what’s going to happen in books two and three, but I don’t know myself. We’ll have to see what the boys come up with. But for now, enjoy The Secret of the Markree Castle and please leave us a note in the comments as to what you’d like to see in the upcoming books.Thanks for visiting. We hope you enjoy the story.

Author: Bradley Charbonneau

Rating: Rating: 5.00 / 5
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The Housewarming Party by Paul Phillips

Jill Fowler is moving out of home for the first time, sharing a house with two of her friends.

The fun and the freedom is exhilarating, and the girls decide to throw a housewarming party to celebrate.

That’s when the house starts receiving phone calls threatening them if they don’t cancel the party. The tires on Jill’s car are slashed.

Their new house has a dark history, and somebody out there is determined that they don’t have this party.

The most exciting time of Jill’s life has now become the most terrifying.

Poor Jill. She really should have stayed home.

Author: Paul Phillips

Rating: Rating: 5.00 / 5
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Heartland Junk Part I: The End: A ZOMBIE Apocalypse Serial by Eli Nixon

It came at you first like an unexpected chill breeze on a warm day. Most people never had a chance to figure out what was happening before it was too late. Only the lucky ones, the ones already ruined, like me, were able to defend ourselves.The terrifying first installment of Heartland Junk, a zombie apocalypse serial novel! Part II: Sanctuary out now!–Rivet began pacing, tearing at his hair with both hands.”They’re in me, man. In my head. I can’t…all night, they’ve been talking…whispering…telling me things.””Who has?””These, I don’t even know, man, these voices. And like, I’m seeing this darkness. It’s so deep. I haven’t touched a needle in two days, but please, Ray, please. You gotta help me out.” He stopped pacing and turned to me, eyes pleading. He’d burst a blood vessel in his left eye and a tributary of red ran across the white from the pupil. He looked sick. I noticed his hands, now held out to me like a beggar’s, were shaking slightly.This wasn’t the Rivet I knew.”Give him some, Ray,” Jennie’s light voice floated up from the couch. I’d almost forgotten about her, watching Rivet carry on like this. It was frightening, in a way. “Can’t you see he needs it?””I, uh…yeah, yeah sure, man. Just let me…” I turned to look around the living room, searching among the overflowing ashtrays and crusted dishes for that little brown baggie filled with powder. Something pressed at the inside of my skull, like that feeling right before a killer headache. It was hard to think. I needed coffee, a cigarette, hell, a hit of my own wouldn’t go down too rough. “I uh…Jen, what’d we do with it last night?””Kitchen?” She sat up on the edge of the couch and let the quilt fall to her waist. Rivet had stopped pacing and was staring at her like a row of corn had sprouted from her forehead.”…Rivet?” Jennie said cautiously. “You okay, hun?”Rivet licked his lips. Then he calmly leaned down and bit Jennie’s ear off.Jennie screamed so loud it was almost like I didn’t even hear it. It was too shrill, too piercing, and my senses just let it pass over them like a surfer ducking under a wave he can’t take. All I could do was stand there while blood streamed down Jennie’s cheek and ran past the corner of her mouth. I could only watch while Rivet stood straight and bit down again on something that crunched like chicken gristle while he stared blankly at the wall in front of him and Jennie’s blood trickled down his chin and he chewed something that was exactly what I knew it was but couldn’t seem to make myself believe it. I could smell the blood, but I didn’t believe it.Then the world took over again and Jennie’s shriek was hammering at my ears and I lunged forward and pulled Rivet away from her, shouting at him. He just gave me a dumb look while his jaw kept working up and down and the wet pop of gristle slithered out of his mouth every time his teeth came together, and then he swallowed, used his tongue to clean a scrap of Jennie’s ear off his molar, and said, “What’s wrong, Ray?”I punched him so hard his nose shattered and sprayed little red droplets over the gray wall three feet away. I know now that he wasn’t completely gone, because something about that punch knocked him back into his own head. He writhed on the carpet, screaming again about voices in his head while I backed slowly away. I had no idea what to do. I looked at Jennie, hoping she could tell me something, but her eyes were wide and teary and just as confused as my own. She’d pressed a hand to her ear, and when she pulled it away now it made a sick shhlurrp sound and little slimy strings of blood trailed back to her head like spiderwebs.It might be a testament to our lifestyle back then that I didn’t even consider calling the cops. When you become a junkie, you learn to deal with your own problems.

Author: Eli Nixon

Rating: Rating: 5.00 / 5
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