FEATURED RELEASE!

GENRE: Contemporary Fiction

In a story told with mature language and "no holds barred" realistic scenes through the sardonic viewpoint of the assistant principal, Central High School is like any other public high school until violence erupts from within, and a seemingly unstoppable assault comes, riding on the blazing shoulders of terrorist hatred.

EXCERPT

Click For Audio Excerpt

His finger stopped on a large round dot approximately a third of the way along the road in the middle of the narrow, long land mass that was beyond the area of Manhattan.
“Here,” he said. “It is what is called a commuter or bedroom community where those who work in New York have their homes. It is in the middle of the Island, and the community is known for its outstanding school system. That is why many of the families have chosen to live there. The high school is approximately one mile from this main highway, the Long Island Expressway. All three of Abdul Jehmar’s beautiful young daughters attend this high school. Central High School it is called. Here is where we will strike.”

FEATURED RELEASE!

GENRE: Thriller
Click For Audio Commercial

AmI! If you’ve got a Kindle, don’t miss this lighthearted mystery from Myra Concannon. "Along with the thoroughly enjoyable 'solve the mystery' aspect of AMI, one of the things I love about this book is that it shows how valuable and useful the new Kindle eReader can be for senior citizens. With the Kindle, the entire book world becomes available to them. If you know of or are responsible for a home bound, assisted living, or nursing home senior citizen, consider getting him or her a Kindle. The senior will be forever grateful for your thoughtfulness."

EXCERPT

Click For Audio Excerpt

Taking a deep breath, Anna switched the Kindle on again. Repeating the steps until finally bringing the magnifier over the blur of words, purposely focusing over the first non-threatening word, “HELLO.” There was a smaller round circle of more intense magnification at the bottom edge of the glass, and Anna slowly brought that stronger area over the “H” in the word she was examining. And there it was… the thing that had been nagging at her for attention.

The letters of the words were being formed by even smaller things. Things that seemed to have moved together into clumped positions that formed the letters. Little things which looked like actual bodies of some sort that, upon close examination, appeared to vibrate slightly. Anna rubbed her eyes momentarily and then stared down through the tiny window of intensified magnification. Yes. Good Lord, the letters were being formed by tiny little bodies…bodies of miniscule pulsating beings. Beings that throbbed almost… almost as if they were…alive!

Syndicate content