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When journalist Liam "Mick" Murphy lies to the chief of police in order to get a story, he uncovers a conspiracy to smuggle a cheap, lethal, cocaine-based drug through Key West. Before long, local authorities, federal agents, and drug-cartel hit men are looking for Murphy because of what they think he knows. With help from an eclectic group of friends, including an old black-ops acquaintance from Central America, Murphy sets out to prove who's behind the smuggling plot.

Did you ever wake up wondering where you were…and perhaps equally important, how you got there? Yeah, me too. The only the thing is, it usually happens when I've been drinking…and I'd been dry for the better part of two years. I'm Commodore Jeremy David Riker…my friends call me JD or just plain “Dog.” I have the dubious honor of running a starship boneyard in the middle of nowhere.

From its inception in the 1880s, The Norfolk & Western Railway primarily carried freight but as a sideline, it always provided passenger service. A profitable, well-run company, N&W only accepted the very best. As World War II ended, N&W offered several named trains along its main line, including the Cavalier, the Pocahontas, and its daytime flagship the Powhatan Arrow.

After 2000 years, the wise men of Bethlehem are released from the Witch of Endor's curse and find themselves in North Hampton in the 21st century. Longing to return to their homes, they soon realize they can't...not until they complete their mission to save a Jewish child from the Dark Lord and destroy the Witch.

Daniel Peterson's life was all planned out. His upcoming marriage would guarantee him the lifetime corner office in her father's firm, complete with the highest social standing, country club memberships...even golf lessons. But then the phone rang. It seems the father he never knew has passed away, leaving him a tidy inheritance. To claim it, Dan is tasked with scattering his father's ashes, but under the most bizarre conditions and circumstances he could possibly imagine.

Harley will do anything to keep his new pal safe. But a hungry dragon needs to eat. And the government is hot on their trail. Harley Maegher’s seen E.T. and knows what the government will do to mythical creatures. There’s no way he’s about to let his newfound friend fall into the hands of an NSA agent. When the dragon starts setting fires and eating livestock, the choice may be taken from him.

For generations, a sentient AI watched over the world, solving all of humanity’s problems. It was an era of objectivity, social equality, and ecological recovery. It should have been a golden age. Now, three strangers are on a pilgrimage through the arid, lonely sagelands and underpopulated cities of the Systemic era to the seemingly innocuous town of Prower. There, they'll uncover the secrets that lay buried beneath the town and learn the truth about their half-remembered pasts. In the end, they'll choose between their sanity or solving humanity’s final, most intractable problem.

I was drifting alone in intergalactic space...in a suit of busted up Battleborn armor. My oxygen was almost gone. No power. No heat. I was freezing. The only question left to be answered in my life was the manner of my death. Would I suffocate...or die of hypothermia?

It’s odd the way some things work out. You expect to wake up dead, and instead, you wake up to the beautiful face of your wife. I was confused. I had died...or at least I sure as heck thought I had. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not complaining. I’ve been alive for a number of years now and to be honest...I’m quite fond of it. I just didn’t understand "how" I was alive. My name is Fleet Admiral Jeremy Riker...but my friends call me Dog. This is the rest of my story.

An imperfect hero for an imperfect time. For generations, Riker men have been the best of the best. For the Battleborn that comes with a cost. I spit out the blood in my mouth. I had to give the other guy credit. That was a fine right hook. Every bit as good as my mom used to give me. Of course, the best right hooks were the ones I landed on the other guy rather than the ones the other guy landed on me. My dear departed mother had always taught me it was better to give than receive.

A funny thing happened on the way to the battlefield. Arthur, High King of Brydein, must fight the last of the rebel kings to acknowledge his right to govern them all: his old nemesis, King Urien of Dalriada. Before he can lead his army to where Urien's forces sit ensconced, however, a fey man appears from the midst of a sudden, eerie storm to block the way. The man claims to be the high king of an altogether unknown land...and he wields uncanny power the likes of which Arthur has never seen.

You know, there are some days it just doesn't pay to get out of bed. This was one of those days. My head hurt. There was blood everywhere. My ship was shot full of holes and leaking more gases and fluids than a 1976 Chevy Vega...the one with an aluminum block. I should have just pulled the sheets up and rolled over when I had the chance....

The unexpected death of their parents sends three grieving orphans, Bellae, Jumeaux, and Gimelli, into the world of the independent knights. Once the unquestioned lords of law and order, the knights were battered and laid-low by the Dark Wars 60 years ago. They are now locked in a power struggle with their one time allies, the faith-filled Proliate and timeworn magicians.

Although Miss Bessie Myers is a figment of my imagination, she is every bit real in the sense that we all have a Miss Bessie in our lives. Miss Bessie is everyone’s crazy aunt, spooky neighbor, beloved grandmother, and dearest friend. She can be brutally honest, painfully funny, sweet as honey and prickly as a pear. She is both the preacher’s staunchest supporter and sharpest critic. Of all the words used to describe this godly saint, there is one which stands out above them all...unpredictable.

This morning was no different than any number of other mornings, except for one small detail, I had no idea where I was. In fact, there were a lot of little things I didn't know: Who was I? Why was I here? How come I was so hungry? And what the hell was that smell?

With the War Between the States raging across the south and the ports along the southern seaboard blockaded by the Union navy, Captain Beauregard Jackson is desperate to save his honor and way of life. But when he turns to piracy, he realizes too late the devastation it will have on his family. After robbing the USS Dragoon of its gold, Captain Jackson and his crew are caught in a violent storm that strands on a desolate island in the Caribbean.

Three centuries after the Calming, the System is alive, but it’s not well. All that remains of the once-omnipotent AI are the book it left behind, and the itinerant professors charged with keeping its wisdom.

Without his knowledge, Mick Murphy is thrust into the middle of plans to smoke out Mexican cartel gangs in Tijuana, Mexico and their cohorts in the USA. The actions stresses Murphy's relationship with his black-ops friend Norm, as he turns to a cartel attorney and ex-drug smuggler for help. Before the plan comes to an end Murphy could lose his fiancée, Tita, and other Key West friends.

When James Kreider receives the devastating news his life is shortened from cancer, he is immediately filled with shock and disbelief. At 60 years, Jim is too young to die and believes he has a whole life ahead of him. When the reality of his impending demise sinks in, Jim methodically prepares for his final days, including trying to heal old wounds. With a dash of life's regrets and unfinished business, Jim's hours are spent pondering the legacy he will leave for his friends and children.

After committing his life to Christ, WD, aka Woodrow Dawson, sets in motion events which will echo through eternity. Haunted by grief over his past failures, he decides to make things right between him and his aging father. But first, he needs to escape from the mental health facility where he’d been incarcerated for attempted suicide and alcohol abuse. The spiritual conflict unleased against him threatens to destroy the very foundation of his faith. Were it not for ministering angles, all would be lost.