Is Anyone Safe In This New World of Consumerism? The group, including the cop, Talaski, and the firefighter, Mills, is stranded on the old fishing pier that once was the Skyway Bridge. To the northeast, Bronte’s followers fight to the death for Tanglewood Island. Further inland the soldier, Jacobs, befriends a group of kids and finds them a haven at a small walled house they aptly dub the Alamo. Meanwhile, President Foster’s wife, Julie, convinces a group of soldiers to take her back to her husband. Find out, too, what trouble Dead-Eye Johnny jumped into when he leapt off the Skyway and fell onto a cruise ship! Others like Trish and Natalie face terrible odds on their own. Behind all of it is a shadowy corporation, a runaway scientist and a cut-throat mobster, all determined to secure what is best for themselves! Humanity is in its death throes and still the survivors of the apocalypse struggle with and embrace friendship, love, lust, envy, hate, rage and cruelty beyond measure. The grueling task of finding a safe haven and securing supplies is far more difficult than it should be simply due to human nature. For the privileged, protected elite, that task has been a burden shouldered by others as they wait in bunkers, or take the sun on the decks of yachts. The average survivor does what he or she has to, or what they can live with to survive. Until now. Witness the best and the worst that humanity has to offer as the dead tide surges, and what is left of civilization sinks into a morass of madness.

Rage, shake your fist and shout at the devil! The struggle to survive continues amid the horrors of an undead world! In this fourth installment in the Dead Tide Series there are survivors who refuse to give up and die: Bronte; Janicea; Mills; Trish; Johnny; Natalie; Jacobs and many others. The problems they face, besides defeating the undead, are growing. Not everyone wants to play nice or work together. Dark agendas and foul deeds abound in the open-aired tomb that our earth has become...

When a former mermaid turns up dead, Eleri and Donovan are stuck with a case they never wanted, but can’t shake… Eleri should have been recused. That’s her friend on the autopsy table. But her Special Agent in Charge won’t let her off the case, making her wonder if there’s more to Westerfield’s demands than meets the eye. He won’t let Donovan out of the case either. The Lobomau are more organized and further-reaching than anyone thought, and Donovan now has a personal connection in the form of the man calling him “brother.” The team is stuck on a research vessel with a killer hot on their trail… but Eleri’s skills are glitchy at best, and Donovan is terrified of the water. Can they keep the remaining crew members—and themselves—alive or betrayal come from where they least expect it? This next installment in the NightShade Forensic FBI Files brings more X-Files-like mystery to the series! Be prepared for an up-all-night thrill ride and grab Dead Tide now. Dead Tide is the eighth book in the NightShade Forensic FBI Files series by USA Today bestselling author A.J. Scudiere. This book can be read as a standalone, but readers who love paranormal investigations and FBI thrillers will want to read the entire series!

Retributor Jeremiah Brandt has already riled up the zombie cavalry and he’s still angry over losing a huge bounty on a clan of serial killers. So when the Helena Cattlemen’s Association asks for help with a werewolf he jumps at the chance to take it on. There are a few little kinks to work through first before he can get down to the hunt–starting with zombies, a revengeful sister, and cold bath water. But the hunter soon becomes the hunted as Brandt discovers that his past mistakes have come back haunt him.

THE WORLD IS ENDING, BUT THERE ARE SURVIVORS! Nick Talaski is a hard-bitten angry cop. Graham is a newly divorced cab driver. Bronte is a Gulf War veteran hunting his brother’s killer. Janicea is a woman consumed by unflinching hate. Trish is a gentlemen’s club dancer. Morgan is a morgue janitor. THERE ARE NO CONTINGENCY PLANS FOR THIS! The dead have risen, and the citizens of St. Petersburg and Pinellas Park are trapped. The survivors are scattered, and options are few. And not all monsters are created with a bite. Some still have a mind of their own…

is this me this voice these words that lead somewhere to a place where everything makes sense where peace exists where we find god in the world all around us and that question of what does it all mean loses significance when we let go and just live when we rise and retreat with the moon and the tide and we fly unfettered leave grief behind I’m there now my friends with just enough of me still tethered to the earth to share these thoughts

Just north of Khartoum adrift, for now one song follows another one moment indistinguishable from the next beyond the movements the pauses of my fingers on the keyboard it is a bliss not knowing what comes next there are so many words and songs to occupy me if my words run out in my old age I drift and remember when I ran where I walked the trees I climbed the people I loved and it’s all one life a huge picture not just a memory but a river that keeps moving and I haven’t found the end not yet maybe it’s circling around to a place where I’ll begin again (completed on a Sunday, the fifth day of May, 2024)

As the tide goes out The lambent moon A nimbus of light through An opaque bank of cloud To a symphony of night Reflected in a shroud Of water stretching to the horizon As the waves gently break Around my ankles Silty sand beneath my toes A peaceful sinking sensation In the dark beyond as I close My eyes

Harmony from a dark heartBetween March and May The Harmattan season blows hot and dry A continental trade wind that sweeps From the Sahara to the Gulf of Guinea And somewhere south of Ancient Khartoum Without wings, I fly south High above the dusty road Beside the White Nile And I glide While the percussive beat of drums Is met by chords that float Like me And if I told you The truth That I am hypnotized By the dust plume The particulate plumage Left behind When I couldn’t fly (completed on a Sunday, the sixteenth day of June, 2024)

Dead Low Tide is a second in a series by J. J. Dutra set in Provincetown, MA in the late 1930’s. The Police Chief’s simple way of life is turned upside down when a body washes up on the beach. WWII is looming in the distance. Unrest is building across America and the murder leads Chief Crowley to a militant gang of Nazi sympathizers. The Chief discovers that sometimes justice needs to be balanced with mercy.