Zen Jackson found himself surrounded. He couldn't run and he couldn't hide.
In the Lake of Golden Sunsets
A retired Imperial soldier must face the truth about his life.
Linda J. Dunn
When Queen Lysandra learned of the king's murder, she had to find a way to thwart the assassin's scheme to take
Timmy Morgan had a secret. He knew something that no one else — and especially, no grownup — knew, or even suspected.
Timmy knew that shadows were alive, that they were parasites (a big word, but Timmy understood it all too well) that clung to
The End of The Beginning
Seventeen thousand years of life is enough for anyone. Or is it?
The Psychic Warrior
Since he had first learned of and developed his psychic powers, Al had learned to control them from the start. He could turn his
telepathy on and off at will. And a good thing, too, for he had no desire to hear the secret thoughts of others. More voices began to
filter into Al’s mind, and moments later it was a babble of voices. A sequel to "The
We Can Remake You
There was a knock on the door- the first time in a thousand years, not counting Brian's practical joke on Usula three hundred
years ago. The sub-sonic reverberation accompanied by a sharp electrical discharge woke everyone in the Herman Munsfeld clinic except
Brian and Herman; Herman was deeply entranced in the sleep machine- it would take considerably more effort to rouse him- and,
technically, Brian never slept.
Wingles and Wafoons
He was staring at a sign across the aisle, and noted that Edna was still haggling. Herb walked over to the opposite booth. The
sign read WINGLES AND WAFOONS in large green letters with a border of shamrocks. Probably he saw that sign when they were here last
week. Still feeling befuddled, Herb looked at the display. Jars. Empty Mason jars?