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|  | | Alex 'n Bender
Old Jubel's Woods is full of surprises... Alex and Bender are about to find out just how many surprises...
Alex Carey and Bender Baxter had been friends since early childhood. Now, approaching their sixteenth birthdays, Alex is drowned in the Latoon River in a tragic diving accident. While Bender goes for help, Alex is mysteriously rescued, but unconscious, never sees his savior. Assuming him to be Jubel Owens, a local hermit, Alex and Bender set out to find and thank Old Jubel. What they discover in Jubel's forest is beyond their wildest dreams... | |  | | Badr
Marlin Goldburg, a forty-year-old Jewish realtor living in the United States, is killed in a terrible traffic accident. Later that day, in Sarsarif, Iraq, Abdul-Halim is blessed with the birth of his first son, whom he names, Badr. What can the two events have in common? As the years go by, Badr is taught at home, hate for the rich American Jews that finance Israel’s existence in Arab lands. His father and uncles teach him to hate all infidels, especially the American infidels who have now invaded his country and hometown. But, as the lessons in hate began, so did Badr’s dreams of pale white hands, always held together, as if in prayer. The praying, pale white hands, obviously those of an infidel, seem to be in direct contrast to his family’s teachings. So, whose hands are they, and what are they trying to tell Badr, who has now grown up to be “Lone Wolf”, the most deadly of Iraqi insurgents? Is Marlin Goldburg speaking to Badr from the grave? But how, and why?
Sitting down across from her at the kitchen table, he asked, “Has it been twenty minutes already?”
“More like half an hour,” she replied.
“Huh–I’d have never guessed. It seems like you were just out there with me.”
“I was, a half hour ago,” she said, smiling and shaking her head. “You always lose track of time when you’re in the garden. You know that.”
“Yeah, but this time it wasn’t just that. Something happened to me ou | |  | | Bewildered
In a remote mountain area of Tennessee there is a small, virtually unknown town named Jessup. The inhabitants of this town, the Jessupites, are all descendants of the original Puralist religious movement that settled Jessup in the early 1800’s; all save one.
Doctor John Roberts has only been a member of the community for the past five years, having moved to Jessup upon the occasion of his grandmother’s death. John’s grandmother had at one time been a Jessupite but had left the community in disenchantment with the Puralist way of life. What Abigail Wilson Roberts left behind at her demise was a diary that told all about Jessup and the Puralists and something else that immediately caught John’s attention and motivated his move to his grandmother’s former home in Tennessee.
Now that John Roberts had moved into Jessup the Puralists had a real doctor for the first time in their existence, and–along with him came problems the Jessupites never imagined they would ever face.
John sat in the shelter of the small cave he had found when trying to elude that damn persistent Octavius McClellan. It was no more than a hole in the talus slope of Butcher Cliff, but it had served his purpose well. Octavius had passed him by without so much as a clue as to where he had hidden himself. But he knew he couldn't stay here forever. He would need food soon, and there was no way he could build a fire here for fear of the sight, or smell, of his smoke. John knew that what he had done would soon bring Kate looking for him, and he knew what would be the result if found.
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Carver: High Mountain Tragedy is a fast-paced "Twain-like" adventure into the lives and the world of two teenagers who have been pushed beyond the brink by their heartless classmates. Circumventing the law, suppressing evidence, and taking matters into their own hands is just the beginning of their fateful mistakes…tragedy lies just ahead!
I cannot say enough about CARVER; HIGH MOUNTAIN TRAGEDY. It is a story that took place in the late 60's but is every bit as modern as today. It is a story that will take you back to your childhood and make you think. It will make you wonder if perhaps what you did during those years was perhaps something to be ashamed of, or maybe proud of. Depending on which side of the fence you were on. BR>BR>CARVER: HIGH MOUNTAIN TRAGEDY should be required reading for every teacher in the country, and it wouldn't hurt if a few parents read it too. Perhaps, just maybe the story wouldn't be repeated. BR> | |  | | Hell's Interstate
Hell’s Interstate is an action-packed crime novel about two desperate men traveling down the highway to Hell. Financing their travels by robbing convenience stores along the Interstate, the one predictable fact about their next robbery will be the fact that they will leave no witnesses. Reed Haskell, the ringleader, knows how to rob a store and do it fast, but what he doesn’t know is that someone is watching his partner, Vernon Sanger, very closely.
Michael Smith, an apparent vagrant they came in contact with one rainy night along the Interstate, keeps showing up wherever they go, and he is not shy about intervening in their business. How he continues to appear, and why he shows up when he does, neither man has an answer to. Although Vernon is curious about the man, for some reason the otherwise unflappable Reed is quite unsettled by him. Does Reed know more about Michael Smith than he’s willing to admit, or does he just suspect the purpose of Michael’s persistent interference?
If Reed was truly in the dark as to Michael’s identity and purpose, he’d not have long to wait before being enlightened. As for Vernon, that enlightenment lies over ten years away.
Whether it was fate that had hooked them up, or perhaps just dumb luck, Vern wasn’t sure. His life was in the toilet anyway, and had been ever since the armored car robbery had gone amuck. He had been a lifer at Carson, sentenced to life because one of his buddies had panicked, after their means of escape had been plowed over by the Wells Fargo truck. When Wesley had seen that take place, he had panicked, and he shot and killed one of the guards wheeling the moneybags out of the K-Mart store. A stupid mistake, in as much as they had nowhere to run at that point anyway, and no hope of pulling t | |  | | Moon Cave
On the east face of the Canyon del Río Hondo there is an ancient cave known to the Mescal Indians as Moon Cave. It is a sacred place to the Mescal used for the Ceremony of the Ancients, a ceremony where every five years the five most honored braves are rewarded for their bravery, honesty, and community involvement. The ceremony must take place in Moon Cave because that is where the great medicine man, Owan-atan, created the magic. The reward the braves receive is the opportunity to go back in time to live among their ancestors in the old way of life. This is a great honor and the fact that there is no way back to their former lives is of no relevance to the selected braves.
But what does this mean to Denny Miller, who innocently enters Moon Cave during the 2004 ceremony and finds himself suddenly living in 1874? And what does this mean to Scott Franklin, Denny's best friend, who is determined to find out what happened to his vanished friend and help him if he can?
Scott "coerces" Cha-tah-wa, a local Mescal shaman, into taking him back to 1874 to search for Denny… Their first encounter is with Na-non-ga, an 1874 Mescal war chief – and there the adventure begins...
“Look!” Scott yelled to Denny. “There it is!”
About fifty yards on up the trail was a black opening in the side of the slope. From where they stood it appeared to be about ten feet wide and perhaps seven feet tall. The trail at their feet appeared to go straight into the opening and nowhere else. It did not seem to continue around or beyond the cave entrance.
“Looks like this trail was made to go to the cave,” Scott speculated.
“By who I wonder?” Denny asked. “I think it might be more interesting to follow it back to its source.”
“Maybe we will–after we have a lo | |  | | Sonoma Quadrant
More of what the Bible didn't tell you… The Guardians are back...
Near Fordyce, New Mexico in the midst of the Sonoma Desert lies the Sonoma Quadrant. No airplanes have ever disappeared in the Quadrant. Obviously, no ships have ever disappeared there either.BR>BR> What has disappeared there? People–For hundreds of years people have gone into the Sonoma and have never returned. Public records in nearby Fordyce indicate seventy-two such disappearances dating back as far as 1874 when records were first kept. Records from the abandoned Mexican village of Sonoma Rojo indicate disappearances dating back to 1644. Indian legends dating back to the Anasasi hint | |  | | Taylor Manse
In the small village of Buffalo Brook, Vermont stands Taylor Manse. A stately Victorian mansion built by the Reverend Michael Mariah Taylor in 1880, its living room floors stained with the blood of at least nineteen people, has just been purchased by Wade and Anne Robinson. Wade, a rehabber, has purchased the manse as a fixer-upper, an investment property he hopes to flip at a large profit, as soon as the rehab is completed. What Wade was not told when he purchased the property from the TRI Group was the violent history of the manse. He also had no idea that the TRI Group was Taylor Realty Investment Group, comprised solely of the grandson of the Reverend Michael Taylor, and that he is the first owner from outside the Taylor family in the manse’s one hundred and twenty-five year existence.
But, in a town the size of Buffalo Brook, it wouldn’t be long before Wade would learn of the manse’s history. Now, he had just five months to finish his project, or face the unsettling thought of still being there in December, the month in which all the previous murders had taken place–every twenty-five years. This coming December would mark the twenty-fifth anniversary of the last murders, the fiftieth anniversary of the murders previous to the last, and so on all the way back to 1905. If history could be considered a predictor of the future, he and Annie needed to be out of the manse by the end of November, or face whatever came this way every two-and-a-half decades.
“You never fail to creep me out, Dolph. I’m gonna check down at the courthouse and if all this is a bunch of bull, you’ll never be welcome in here again; comin’ in here, creepin’ out my customers like you do. If this is all bull-crap, you’re finished here.”
Dolph smiled, a wry smile, and said, “Check all you want; it’s all true.”
“Yeah,” Hoolie said, thinking about something that had him wondering, “then why is the place known as Taylor Manse if it was that Major Pike that first lived there? You never mentioned anyone named Taylor.”
“I never said Major Pike was th | |  | | The Caldera: Carver 2: High Mountain Adventure
Thirty-four years have passed since Kevin Reynolds perpetrated the most heinous crime the citizens of Carver, Montana had ever witnessed in their small, alpine community. Now, Kevin's great nephew, Mitch, has found a bundle of old letters written by Kevin to his father in 2001, the year of Kevin's execution. His curiosity peaked, Mitch has recruited two of his good friends to hike up to the Blind Valley caldera and scout out the scene of the crimes of 1969 and to try to find the hidden cave where the old mountain man, Sam Elliott, once lived.
"Hey, Spence–Remember hearing about my cousin Kevin?" Mitch asked.
"Sure, I remember hearing about him, but I thought he was your uncle."
"I don’t think so. He was my grandfather’s brother’s son. Does that make him my uncle?"
"Hell–I don’t know. Who can figure that out?" Spence laughed. "I think maybe that’s a cousin, like you said."
"Well, how much do you know about him? I mean about what he did and all?" Mitch continued.
"Not much, Mitch. I mean I’ve heard the stories and all, but that’s about it," Spence replied. "Why?"
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What the Bible didn't tell you...
The Earth's most carefully guarded secret...
What if the Bible were not complete? What if something existed, so beneficial to mankind that it had been intentionally omitted in order to protect its existence through complete secrecy? What if there were a place named Father Mountain, and within it, Ahveen? What if there were Guardians?
Jim Preston and Red Porter, twenty-year-old workers at Miller Foundry in Rockaway, Illinois, are about to find out the answers to all these questions—high on a mountain in a remote region of northwestern Colorado. But by the time they reach twenty for the second time, it will be no more t | |  | | The Room Beyond the Veil
Sometimes dreams do come true...
Twenty-one year old Tom Jewett has embarked on a new career. His new job as a cub journalist with the Traber Herald sends him and his wife, Sally, to Traber, Colorado, the birthplace of Tom's great grandfather. Almost immediately after settling into their new Victorian fixer-upper, Tom's dreams begin. But, are these dreams of an old room decorated with antiques and dimly lit with kerosene lamps–simply dreams? Maybe, just maybe, the room does exist. | |  | | The Threef Project
It was a family camping trip to the Jennings family's favorite camping site, high in a remote area of the Ozark Mountains. It began, as each of their previous trips had begun, with wonderful weather, family togetherness, and a sense of adventure. It would end with the kidnapping of Doctor John Jennings's family, and his own flight into the forest to save himself from certain death.
John fled into the unknown wilderness of the Ozarks, moving steadily to the northwest in hope of coming across a road, or perhaps, with any luck, a town. What he finally came across was the home of Cordell Heartley, a recluse spelunker, living sometimes in his cabin, and at other times in his caves. Finding Cordell would lead John into the adventure of his life; to the discovery of an illegal, covert military operation, known as The Threef Project.
Cordell looked around his dimly lit surroundings. He seemed to be in a small offshoot of the main cave, the only light being what filtered in from there. He assumed he was inside Morgan Ridge, although he really had no way of knowing that for sure, and as it turned out, he had little time to think about it.
"You awake yet?" Robbins asked, entering Cordell’s little prison.
Cordell didn’t give Robbins the courtesy of an answer.
"Well, awake of not, General Davenport wants to see you, General. What the hell is your name, anyway?"
Cordell looked up at Robbins, a | |  | | The Wager
As Nick Hines arose at 5 a.m. on March 28, 2005, other than the fact that it was his thirtieth birthday, the day ahead held no promise of being anything more than ordinary. He was up, as usual, before the rest of his family, and after a quick breakfast he would head out the door and make his way down Route 47 to Montrose. It was just a typical Monday in every way, except that this Monday was to end with cake and ice cream after supper. Long before the birthday party though, Nick’s ordered life would begin a spiraling downslide into chaos.
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