ALIEN RESCUERS BY JANICE SEAGRAVES Rescuer excerpt CHAPTER ONE: SABER Saber Daystar had an itchy, creepy sensation crawling up his spine. His attention swung to a pair of piercing blue eyes, watching him intently through a small hole in the window. He gave a start then scrambled to his feet. Someone’s outside my window? “How did you...? That window is constructed from thick, escape-proof plas-glass.” “Never mind how,” said a female in a soft voice. “Is it true Arcons can r

BROC FER PART TWO THE SOUTHERN PROMISE BROC FER PART ONE THE NORTHERN BOW Extract from: Broc Fer – Part one, The Northern Bow Eldon walked in from his bedchamber with his great sword slung over his back as he always wore it. In the middle of the room lay a big firepit surrounded by long wooden tables and benches. On one of the tables there

They met a flatboat in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, and floated the Ohio River down to Maysville. The women and children were left behind at the fortified Goodwin’s station while the men traveled overland to place their claims on the lands at Pottinger’s Creek. Now eight years later, most of the settlers flourished in the new land. Nelson County became part of the new state of Kentucky, but for Earnest, nothing was left of the optimistic man he once was. The hopes and dreams he

Chapter One Captain Pink One minute. Sixty seconds. Blink, and it was gone before you knew it. And in the aftermath, you were forced to live with the decisions and consequences for a lifetime, watching time tick by, never ending, adding to your torture, giving you an unending prison sentence. “Captain Pink!” Ghoul snapped on the other end of the line, yanking me out of my thoughts. I wasn’t sure why I fell down that particular hole, but it had been happening more often lately

Excerpt: This is the story the painter told the boy. . . . Harald Finn would sometimes scrutinize his own big hands with his one good eye as if pondering how he could strangle himself with them. If he bent his fingers and stared at the yellow nails, it seemed as if it was only the sheer intensity of his gaze that kept the hands off him. The very instant he looked away, the independent little beasts with five fingers would seize the opportunity to attack his throat. Yet he cou

Chapter 2 Elena was glad to slip into her comfy nightgown and climb into bed. Her thoughts shifted from anger to excitement at the thought of Tony phoning her. Mob or no mob, I don’t care; he’s hot! Oh, the way he strutted in with those black Ray-Bans and a black leather jacket. And the way he acted as though he owned the place. It seemed as though people froze when he entered the club. Visions of his jet-black hair slicked back behind his ears filled her thoughts. With that,

Chapter One Jamie Thomson swaggered along one of the tree-lined streets in the wealthy Edinburgh suburb of Morningside. To him, the capital of Scotland was just a big village. Everybody knew everybody else, and tonight, everybody would know Jamie Thomson. He felt it as he moved quietly along the dark street. Excitement. Pop was away, but, although he had just turned twenty, Jamie would show folk it was business as usual. Pop would be so proud. Jamie’s uniform was clean: black

My name is Raven and I’m a writer. An Author… And even better A published author. With a few category best sellers under my belt. Oh my, that makes me feel so proud. I’ll never be a million seller, never make a million in royalties, but I did it. I set out to write a story people might want to read. Get it published and read it myself. In a book. It took a long while for me to bite the bullet and have a go, but eventually after more years of chickening out than I like to conf

Following the recent release of my fourth book - a collection of my short stories and flash fiction - 'A Little More Of Me...' it has prompted me to share a little more about myself and what makes me 'tick' or 'not tick' as the case may be.... DISLIKES: Politics and Politicians The Pharmaceutical Industry Queues Being late Obnoxious people Being cold Wind (as in the weather, NOT flatulence) People who are cruel to animals and children Bullies Pain of any description Wasps, mo

Chapter One - Grady Copper Ridge sprawls across the valley like it got comfortable and never bothered getting up. The van crests the last hill on Route 12 and there it is ’the whole town spread below us, tucked between mountains that look like they showed up first and the town built itself around them as an afterthought. Trees everywhere. A river cutting through the south end, catching the afternoon sun. Neighborhoods climbing the slopes in no particular hurry. A main drag wi