"THE WAR FOR PHANG," Part Three New allies join the battle, but so do deadly new enemies.

Joshua Waters had always vicariously enjoyed the adventures of others from the comfort of his reading chair until an intriguing new neighbor asked him for a simple favor involving a family matter. Unprepared both physically and psychologically, Joshua is plunged into a world which resembles a medieval version of his own world; a place where he believes he can safely experience just a little real adventure. Dealing with a task which has been grossly misrepresented, he finds himself trapped in a land where the acquisition of vital skills and powerful new friends and allies may still prove insufficient to offset the daunting challenges from both the environment and murderous enemies on all sides.

Proclaimed as one of the finest Icelandic sagas, this text was written in about 1280 and refers to events a couple of centuries earlier. It is full of the details of everyday life, as well as the social structures of the society in which they take place.

The complete Xenoworld Saga series - now available as a discounted e-book box set! Over 3,000 pages of thrilling post-apocalyptic fantasy set in The Wasteland Chronicles universe. Four hundred years after the Ragnarok War, the world will never be the same. Humanity never recovered from the impact of the meteor that unleashed the xenovirus. While the virus is no longer hostile to human life thanks to Alex Keener and his friends, there is strife between their Elekai descendants, the dragons, and those of pure human blood. As humanity fights amongst itself, an ancient evil awakens, plotting destruction. And at the center of it all stands Shanti Roshar, a young woman growing up in the slums of Colonia, capital of the Annaran Covenant. Her life forever changes the day she discovers she shares the blood of the Elekai, as well as their amazing connection to dragons. And that connection might be the world's only hope... The Xenoworld Saga is the sequel series to The Wasteland Chronicles, and completes the overall story.

The Evangelium Nicodemi, or Gospel of Nicodemus, was the most widely circulated apocryphal writing in medieval Europe. It depicted the trial, Passion, and crucifixion of Christ as well as his Harrowing of Hell. During the twelfth-century renaissance, some exemplars of the Evangelium Nicodemi found their way to Iceland where its text was later translated into the vernacular and known as Niðrstigningar saga. Dario Bullitta has embarked on a highly fascinating voyage that traces the routes of transmission of the Latin text to Iceland and continental Scandinavia. He argues that the saga is derived from a less popular twelfth-century French redaction of the Evangelium Nicodemi, and that it bears the exegetical and scriptural influences of twelfth-century Parisian scholars active at Saint Victor, Peter Comestor and Peter Lombard in particular. By placing Niðrstigningar saga within the greater theological and homiletical context of early thirteenth-century Iceland, Bullitta successfully adds to our knowledge of the early reception of Latin biblical and apocryphal literature in medieval Iceland and provides a new critical edition and translation of the vernacular text.

True friends are hard to come by, and even when you find them, it can be an all-or-nothing situation. Jada battles with being the glue that holds her group together, and she finds herself continuously stuck in the middle of her four girlfriends’ family and relationship drama. Together, the girls witness life and death, sticky situations, and the pros and cons of relationships. Their true dedication to their friendship is tried again and again, but there’s only so much a chick can take. Once each girl has reached her boiling point, there’s no telling who will get burned. No one knows that some secrets can kill you better than Jada, Alex, Miranda, and Candace, who've lost one of their friends, Stephanie, following a heartbreaking betrayal. Now Stephanie’s boyfriend, Corey, is hitting the streets of Atlanta with a vengeance in an effort to get the haters that took his girlfriend’s life, all while trying to take back his title as the king of the hood. Stephanie may be dead now, but the secrets lingering between the rest of the crew seem to just keep piling up and coming to the forefront. What happens once the farce becomes too difficult to keep up? Whose secrets will be exposed, who will find themselves forced to make a deadly decision, and who will be the one to change everyone else’s lives forever? Friendship isn’t supposed to be this hard, but the moment that first betrayal occurs, no one’s feelings are safe.

An Iron Horse Saga is not a traditonal romantic novel with a sultry love triangle but rather a true story of an adventurous cross country motorcycle ride by a deeply in love husband and wife. A deep bond developed between the Rider and Iron Horse during the ride's impossible conditions. Normally a 5,200 mile Coast to Coast ride should be a simple test of Rider endurance. This ride was anything but normal! A transplanted skier from Upstate New York, the author moved to Florida to take advantage of the warmer climate and pursue his 2nd passion of motorycle riding. The author's motorcycle riding experience spans 50 years and over 500,000 miles. A cross country motorcycle ride between the Atlantic Ocean and Pacific Ocean was an idea borne by the author to combine his passion for motorcycle riding with an opportunity to raise money to benefit children in the community. The Kiwanis Club of Southeast Volusia County sponsored the Coast to Coast Benefit Ride for Children.

They streamed out from the tree line in a veritable blitzkrieg, the guns of the tanks rotating and firing, the foot soldiers alternately taking cover behind vehicles and squeezing off bursts, the raptors and triceratops and stegosaurs charging—as Red and Charlotte and Roger and Savanna continued shooting and the children ran ammo and Bella lit the gasoline trenches, as Gojira and the clerk prepared shoulder-mounted rocket launchers. As hundreds of others joined the battle belatedly and began to kill and to be killed. And then they were there; they were at the gates, and the triceratops and stegosaurs had waded into the burning trenches and begun serving as bridges—sacrificing themselves so that the raptors and the foot soldiers could cross—even as a column of bulldozers fanned out along the perimeter and prepared to break the lines for good: dropping their blades—which rattled and clinked against the hail of gunfire—revving their engines, spewing black smoke. “Bayonets!” cried Red as the raptors fell upon them, thrusting his own so that it skewered one of the dinosaurs like a shish kabob even before he used its own weight and momentum to swing it over and behind himself.