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Monday, September 8, 2014

The Cometeers by Steven R. Southard

NEW RELEASE SEPTEMBER 1, 2014!

The Cometeers by Steven R. Southard


#gypsyshadow #steampunk #armageddon

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A comet threatens Earth . . . in 1897. Of the six men launched by cannon to deflect it, one is a saboteur. It’s steampunk Armageddon! The Cometeers by Steven R. Southard. Available from Amazon, Barnes and Noble, Smashwords, other fine eBook vendors and Gypsy Shadow Publishing at:

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 huge comet speeds toward a devastating collision with the Earth, but no one will launch space shuttles filled with nuclear weapons. It’s 1897. Instead, they’ll fire projectiles from the Jules Verne cannon and try to deflect the comet with a gunpowder explosion. Commander Hanno Knighthead isn’t sure he can motivate his argumentative, multinational crew of geniuses to work together. It turns out one of them is a saboteur. Then things get worse. Only a truly extraordinary leader could get this group to cooperate, thwart the saboteur, and jury-rig a way to divert the comet. Lucky thing Hanno brought his chewing gum.

Word Count: 10500
Pages to Print: 37
Price: $ 3.99 


EXCERPT:
This crew couldn’t figure out how to shoot a pop-gun, much less save the world, Commander Hanno Knighthead thought. As he chewed a stick of gum, Hanno wondered how he was supposed to lead such a mismatched and argumentative group, but knew if he didn’t, thousands of people would die when Comet Göker struck on September 9, 1897, just eight days hence. Just now, more bickering had broken out.

“No,” Sutton Woolsthorpe said with a snarl, “my preliminary calculations show we should fire cannon number three in five minutes, but I require time to refine the analysis.” He went back to turning gears on his portable Babbage Machine with pudgy fingers.

“There’s no time for calculating.” Gotzon Voegler’s rich German accent emphasized each consonant. “You must trust my judgment and fire the number three now.”

“Based on what?” Woolsthorpe asked, “The ramblings of a witch from a Grimm’s fairy tale?”

“No. Based on rules of thumb formed from decades of explosives experience.” Voegler held up a thumb. Prosthetic fingers made up the remainder of his right hand.

“A rule of thumb?” Woolsthorpe laughed. “But all your other fingers were blown off in an explosion.”

When Hanno saw Voegler cocking his other fist for a blow, he said, “That’s enough, gentlemen. Voegler, I’m siding with Woolsthorpe’s recommendation this time. Prepare to fire number three on his mark.”

Voegler grumbled, but then spoke aloud to Woolsthorpe. “One day you won’t have time for your calculating machine. On that day, you’ll have to trust my thumb.”

Hanno and his crew travelled within two identical, bullet-shaped vehicles, each quite cramped, being only twelve feet long and nine feet at the widest diameter. Once in space, they’d attached a short connecting tube to join the two projectiles together, allowing three men to sleep in each one. Hanno realized he’d soon have to rearrange the berthing arrangements to lessen the chance of brawling.

“What’s this?” asked Konstantin Golubev, pointing at some wires leading from a switch. “Someone tampered with my electrical system!” He glared at Hiroto Takahashi as he spoke.

Hanno had known a multi-national crew of experts would be a mistake for this mission, and had argued against it, but had been overruled.

Takahashi wore a mechanical, prosthetic right arm, and now used its screwdriver attachment to fasten his Buddha shrine in place near his bunk. “Not tamper, improve.”

“How dare you do that!” Golubev shouted, his voice reverberating in the enclosure. “I designed the system myself using minimal wire exposure for safety. I’ll also remind you it was Russians who invented our air purifier, our plumbing system, our—”

“I improved your design,” Takahashi shrugged, “by adding more switches to safely cut out sections in case of fire.”

“But just look at this loose wiring! I’ll have to re-route it all.”

“Leave the system alone for now,” Hanno told Golubev. “And Takahashi, no more improvements to the system without checking with Golubev first.” He hadn’t figured on treating geniuses like children, but that’s how they behaved.

The two manned projectiles travelled through space, linked to seventeen others of the same size, but those seventeen contained only gunpowder. After each projectile had been launched from the ground-based cannon, the crew had joined them together in orbit, linking the manned ones with an access tube, and the seventeen others with ropes. They’d installed small cannons on the exterior of the projectile cluster, and Hanno hoped the cannon they were about to fire would put them on a close path around the moon, increasing their speed and flinging them out toward their real target, where they could accomplish their mission, God willing. If they didn’t kill each other first.

“Upstart Japanese,” Golubev said, shaking his head at the wiring.

“Arrogant Russian,” Takahashi said to his Buddha statue.

“Reckless German.” Woolsthorpe watched the bulkhead chronometer.

Voegler rolled his eyes. “Haughty Englishman.”

And it never takes long for nationalism to emerge, Hanno thought, like the squalls that had often spoiled the fair weather days of his seagoing career. Only months before, Hanno had been serving as captain of a U.S. Navy torpedo boat. When in port, he’d followed with increasing interest the news of Comet Göker, named for its Ottoman discoverer. Astronomers had at first claimed this body would put on a spectacular show, visible even by the naked eye. Concern had become worry when orbital calculations showed it would pass quite near the Earth. This had given way to alarm when later observations confirmed a collision to be inevitable. Scientists could not say where it would strike. Most likely it would impact at sea, causing no harm, but it could strike a city instead. Experts had been clear about the date, however, and the comet would keep its unsought appointment on September 9th.

“Mark,” Woolsthorpe said, “Fire cannon number three.”

“Firing cannon three,” Voegler said as he moved the handle of the electrical switch.

Hanno heard a muffled report, and the walls of their vehicle shook.

Woolsthorpe brought out his handheld telescope and peered out a window, “I daresay that nudge should be enough.”

Thursday, August 28, 2014

Marissa's Surprise by Shiloh Darke

NEW RELEASE AUGUST 26!

Marissa's Surprise by Shiloh Darke


#gypsyshadow #eroticromance #series

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His only chance to help save his world lies in the hands of a human woman. But dare he hope love might bloom between them? Marissa's Surprise by Shiloh Darke. Available from Amazon, Barnes and Noble, Smashwords, other fine eBook vendors and Gypsy Shadow Publishing at:

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The first time Marissa saw him, she was training for the Olympics in the depths of the Sea. He was there for a moment, then she lost sight of him when he vanished beneath the waves.


Two years later, she has suffered some losses and is only beginning to refocus on her goals. Thoughts of her fleeting meeting with the man from the water still haunt her. When she’s abducted by an alien, she is illogically worried she may never see him again. Little does she know, he’s not from the ocean; he isn’t even from Earth.


Word Count: 18600

Pages to Print: 59

File Format: PDF

Price: $ 3.99    /2.41    /3.02


EXCERPT:


Prologue

Two years prior to when the abductions occurred


Savryk circled the portal, using his powerful tail to gain momentum. The vortex between the sister planets opened only once every few cycles, so his time was limited. The survival of his species depended on the chance that this planet held women whose DNA could be easily modified to enable them to survive within the waters of Meridia.


His brother of blood had undergone the appropriate tests to see if the land-dwelling females here could bear offspring with the Meridia races. Once the seed had taken root in the incubators, he had known the only thing left was to see if the race from Earth ever ventured into the waters of their world.


With one mighty dive, the Merman swam through the portal. The oceans of Earth were similar to the oceans of Meridia. But if the women there never set foot in their water, then Savryk knew he and his brothers of the depths were doomed.


As he swam out of the coral that protected the entrance to his world from prying eyes, he took notice of the creatures who occupied this sister ocean. Almost immediately, a school of dolphins approached him, curious about his existence. He watched them warily a moment, but couldn’t help smiling when they greeted him and joined him on his journey toward the surface of the water.


He could tell by the shallowness of the ocean floor, land was not far away. He couldn’t risk being seen, for obvious reasons: blue tinted skin, along with a tail would be very hard to play off as normal on this world. Luckily, his eyes could see easily at far distances, so he would only need to see if they were swimmers.


As he neared the surface, the dolphins, who bore close resemblance to the creatures his world called Pheldorns, sprang from the ocean, soaring powerfully out of the water and splashing each other as they did. He watched them frolic for a few minutes while he worked up his courage to surface and find out if there were any of what the Slavers referred to as humans, playing in or around the water.


Slowly, he broke through with gentle strokes, only rising above enough to let his eyes see. He stared intently at the sandy beach and the men, women and children who played there. Hope filled him as he saw women and children not only running through the shallows, but also some people, further out, swimming. They lacked the tail that he was able to grow when in water, but they still swam.


He was so excited by his discovery that he didn’t notice the girl until she spoke. “Are you okay? What’s the blue stuff; some kind of sun screen?”


Startled, he turned toward the voice, only to come face to face with the most beautiful female he had ever seen. Her hair, which he’d been told about, was light colored, even when it was wet, and floated in the water around the girl as she moved slowly closer to him. Her eyes were a deep color of blue. He could understand her speech, but he knew she would not understand him if he were to speak, so he remained silent, and simply nodded. If she thought it was sunscreen, maybe he could spend a few more moments in her presence.


She waited for his answer, but when he said nothing, she tried again. “Do you not speak English? I’m surprised to see anyone besides myself out this far from the beach.” She seemed to contemplate him for a moment before her face brightened.


“Are you training for the Olympics too? I have two more years to get ready, and I figure if I can master these waves before then, it’ll improve my time in the pools.” She chattered as he watched her in silent fascination. “I’ve also been working on holding my breath underwater. I’m up to three minutes if I’m swimming and almost six if I’m just hovering.”


When his eyebrow rose in response to her words, she took it to mean he didn’t believe her. “Oh, you think I’m lying, don’t you? Well, here! I’ll show you! Watch!”


~~~

Savryk watched in a mixture of horror and fascination as she pulled what looked to be some kind of protective eye covers over her eyes and took a deep breath before plunging beneath the surface. His eyes widened as he realized he only had a matter of seconds before she knew he was not like her. Panic filled him, but he couldn’t bring himself to abandon her company. Instead, he waited for the hysteria that was bound to overwhelm her. He reasoned with himself that if she passed out from what she discovered, he couldn’t leave her defenseless. She could drown.


She had sunk below the water and began mentally counting. She was good at this. He would have no choice but to believe her when she resurfaced, because he would have witnessed her talent firsthand. She slowly opened her eyes and looked around. The ocean was pretty clear out here and easy to see, as long as you used goggles.


She had her face turned to the side, but she was curious as to whether this man had put the blue sun screen over his entire body. However, when she turned to look at his legs, she found them strangely missing. Instead, there was a large fishtail. At least, that’s what she thought it was. She had heard of people who practiced swimming wearing suits that covered their lower bodies with long back fins that helped to steer their way through the water, but she had never seen one.


Her curiosity got the best of her, and she found herself reaching out to touch the suit. She had to remind herself not to breathe at her discovery. She knew what she felt was most definitely flesh under her touch instead of any kind of waterproof fabric. She stroked the tail for a moment as if trying to wake herself up from what she was afraid was only a delusion.


~~~

When he felt her hand, not only touching his tail but also stoking it, he closed his eyes. He could just take her; claim her for himself and swim through the portal with her in his arms. No one need ever be the wiser. He could claim her, breed her, and they would have children before the end of the Season. The desire to do just that was almost overwhelming.


He stayed stock still, breathing slowly as she seemed to be exploring him. She was being so gentle it was almost a kind of torture to him. She obviously wasn’t really panicking too terribly. He couldn’t imagine she would be spending so much time below the water, touching him if she was truly scared.


He was debating silently with himself when her hand slid slowly across the flesh fold that covered his genitals. Immediately, he felt them stir in response to her touch. Unnerved, he couldn’t stop himself from grabbing her hand and pulling her up.


When she surfaced, he reached out and yanked the goggles off her face, eliciting a startled squeak from her. “I’m sorry. Did I hurt you? Please forgive me.” She spoke hurriedly, and Savryk shook his head as he found himself unwilling to let her go.


By all rights, she should be screaming and trying to put as much distance from him as she could manage. Instead, here she was apologizing and asking if she had hurt him. He gripped her arms with both his hands and held her closer than he should, but she didn’t seem to mind.


When she finally stopped speaking, she bit her bottom lip and seemed to think over her words before she asked, “Is that real?” Her voice was soft, and Savryk found himself mesmerized by both her beauty and her voice.


He knew she would not understand his words. She did not have the Nanos that had only been in use in his galaxy for a little over the last few centuries. He answered her the only way he could. Nodding his head, he was still reluctant to let her go. She might try to flee and he just couldn’t bear to part with her yet. She was the most amazing creature he had ever seen.


She offered him a shy smile. “My name is Marissa Prince. I love to swim. I’ve been swimming since I was old enough to get in a pool.” Her smile grew and she giggled. “Is this for real? I’m talking to an honest to goodness real life Merman. I must either be dreaming or I’m the luckiest girl in the world!”


Savryk fought an internal battle within himself. He was breathing in the sweet fragrance of her pheromones. It was a unique scent the men of his race could smell only when in the presence of a potential mate. He wanted to wrap his arms around her and swim swiftly back through the portal and claim her as his bride, right now.


The desire to do so almost overwhelmed him, but he fought it as he returned her gaze. She was still too young for him to claim. Even in his own world, it would be forbidden for him to take her as a mate. She was close to reaching maturity, but he knew she was not yet ready.


Unable to stop himself, he reached out and stroked her cheek for a moment. Her eyes held his, and she smiled. Steeling himself, he moved back from her and turned, diving back into the depths of the ocean and making his way swiftly to the portal before he changed his mind and did something he knew would be a violation of everything he believed.


His mind repeated her name over and over in his head; Marissa Prince. He would remember her. If it was at all possible, he would request the Slavers take her when the time came. He was already desperate for her. He had to have her. He’d ask forgiveness later. If he was truly lucky, she would find a way to forgive him.


Saturday, July 19, 2014

The Bridge Between Worlds by Stephen M. DeBock

NEW IN PRINT, JULY 1, 2014!

The Bridge Between Worlds by Stephen M. DeBock


#gypsyshadow #fantasy #parallelworld

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Alden Walker—sport pilot and skydiver—finds himself and his light airplane mysteriously transported into an alien world . . . The Bridge Between Worlds by Stephen M. DeBock. Available from Amazon, other fine eBook vendors and Gypsy Shadow Publishing at:

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Alden Walker—sport pilot and skydiver—finds himself and his light airplane mysteriously transported into an alien world: a parallel Earth peopled by exotic-looking humans as well as a host of animals that have evolved into human-like form, with human-like powers of thought, but which have retained their appetites for flesh and blood. Especially human flesh and blood. 


Accompanied by a beautiful indigenous woman with a score of her own to settle, Walker must set out upon a covert mission to retrieve a vital element from the creatures who have stolen it, employing his piloting and parachuting skills in combination with her superb swordsmanship.


On their quest they will encounter a host of anthropomorphic predators, until they finally reach their goal: a mountain fortress occupied by a coldly calculating race of humanoid vampire bats. And upon the success or failure of their mission hangs the fate of both their worlds.


Word Count: 50000

Pages to Print: 174 

Price: $4.99 in eBook


PROLOGUE

From the Baltimore Sun:

REPORTER KILLED IN SKYDIVING ACCIDENT

SALISBURY, MD—A skydiving mishap has cost the life of a well-known feature writer for this newspaper. Lynda Murray, 26, perished when her parachute failed to open. She was a veteran of over 100 jumps.

Murray was the correspondent who penned the popular “Girls Do It” feature that appeared monthly in Sunday’s edition of this newspaper. The column chronicled her forays into offbeat and occasionally dangerous hobbies and pursuits, especially those favored mostly by men. Last September, she learned of a parachuting school located at Walker Field, here, and signed up for a jump course. She wrote a full-page article about her experience, complete with freefall photographs, in a subsequent “Girls Do It” column.

Having become enamored of the sport, Murray coupled her love of skydiving with her growing affection for the airport’s owner, Mr. Alden Walker. The two were married last Saturday while enroute to jump altitude in the center’s airplane. Their plan was to be pronounced man and wife during freefall by the Rev. Donald Wilson, a fellow parachutist. They were then to perform aerial maneuvers for the entertainment of their guests on the ground before opening their chutes.

Features editor George Murray (no relation), an invited guest, reports that whereas the parachutes of Walker and the minister deployed normally, “Lynda’s never came out of her pack. All of us could see her struggle to pull the ripcord. When she finally pulled her reserve, it was just too late.” He added, “Lynda was a vital part of our Sun family. She will truly be missed.”

Murray’s parents are deceased and she had no siblings. She is survived by her husband, Alden James Walker. The Hemby Funeral Home, Salisbury, is in charge of arrangements. Rev. Wilson, acting as spokesman, has asked that in lieu of flowers, memorial gifts be made to the donors’ favorite charities in the name of Lynda Murray Walker.

CHAPTER 1

I could tell Gus wanted to smack me—hard—upside the head.

“When are you gonna stop moping around, Numbnuts? Two months and you still won’t get back on the horse that throwed you. Fly a plane. Take a jump. Even better, take a student pilot up, run a jump lesson, earn the company some money for a change.”

I attempted to deflect the sting with a weak stab at humor. “Just so I’m clear on this, Gunny. You’re calling the man who signs your paychecks Numbnuts?”

He tried to look contrite, something he was never able to do. “Oh, I’m sorry; Mister Numbnuts—sir.” He scowled and shook his head, his short gray hair still cut high and tight and flat on top, just as it had been when he was in the Marines. “Come on, Walker, all due respect to Lynda, you’re not the one screwed up. I’ve told you every day, every way I know, and you know I’m right. From now on, convince yourself And do it fast.” He put his hands on his hips, as he used to do when he wanted to intimidate recruits. “I’m carrying your load as well as mine around here, and my sea bag’s gettin’ kinda heavy. Know what I mean?”

I had to admit he was right. I was as useless as teats on a boar hog since what folks euphemistically called the accident. Don Wilson, Nate the jump pilot, Lisa the head instructor, Dennis the chief rigger, all the club members—they knew full well accidents are caused; they don’t just happen. And they were kind enough never to mention the obvious—that I was made a widower after forty-five seconds of married life because of human error, not mechanical. And the human in question wasn’t me.

So here I stood, in the ops building next to the airport parking lot and directly across from the jump school, attempting the impossible: staring down my former drill instructor, now my fixed-base operation’s chief administrator. Gus ran the FBO with the same no-nonsense, by-the-numbers approach he’d used on the grinder at Parris Island. And his calling me Numbnuts was mellow. I can remember from when I was an eighteen-year-old recruit his getting within two inches of my nose, his stogie breath nearly gagging me, screaming all sorts of imprecations and aspersions upon my ancestry. I remember too, his famous threat to the platoon, which he regularly made good on to individuals throughout our boot training: “You little pissant, I’ve decided I’m not going to chew your ass out! No, private! I’m going to chew around your ass, and let it fall out by itself!”

From day one, when my ragged platoon mates and I had to stand on the painted yellow footprints in our first formation, eyes front, thumbs on our trouser seams, heels together, feet at a forty-five-degree angle, Staff Sergeant Bellows (how appropriate the name) and his two junior drill instructors rode us hard, kept reminding us that we weren’t Marines, we wouldn’t make a pimple on a Marine’s ass, we were nothing but a bunch of high school pussies. And they kept reminding us there were: “only two ways to get off my beloved Parris Island—in a Marine Corps uniform or in a pine box.” Most of the recruits both feared and hated their DIs. But I didn’t. Well, I admit to a certain amount of fear. But I had gone in knowing what they had to do.

Sunday, July 6, 2014

Do Over by G. E. Stills

NEW RELEASE JULY 1, 2014!

Do Over by G. E. Stills


#gypsyshadow #romance #timetravel

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If you went to sleep one night and woke up the next day in your past, what would you do? Do Over by G. E. Stills. Available from Amazon, Barnes and Noble, Smashwords, other fine eBook vendors and Gypsy Shadow Publishing at:

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Have you ever wished you could go back in your life and change things? Would the changes made turn out for the better? If you remembered your future, you could correct your mistakes, but would you make others? Gene took a wrong turn in life. He lives on the wrong side of the law, but he gets a chance that we never get. He gets a Do Over in his life.


Word Count: 22640

Pages to Print: 80

Price: $3.99


EXCERPT:

****

. . . Gene got out of bed, stretched, then took a shower and performed his other bathroom duties. He dressed in fresh clothes, put on his holster and then grabbed the backpack and his overnight case. After a final look around, he stepped into the hall, and a momentary vertigo hit him. He stumbled and braced himself against the wall to keep from falling. The dizziness went away and his vision cleared.


Stress, it has to be stress.


He glanced around in confusion and sensed something was different. The hall seemed newer—fresher somehow. Funny I didn’t notice it yesterday. I must have been too lost in thought.


He rode the elevator down to the lobby and took a seat in the restaurant. I really must have been lost in thought. Everything about the hotel seems different. They must have remodeled since I was here last. They did a good job. Reminds me of how this place used to look.


He charged his breakfast to the room before leaving the restaurant, not paying attention to the price, and left a generous tip for the waitress. He leaned into the registration desk. “I’m in room 536. I need to check out,” he told the clerk.


The clerk searched through his files. “I’m sorry sir. Your name?”


“Gene Cardone.”


“Hmm. I’m sorry Mr. Cardone there seems to be some type of mix up. I have no record of you.”


“I checked in yesterday.”


“I don’t doubt your word. I’m just saying I show no record.”


The clerk typed in the information he provided and gave him the price, which included the breakfast he informed the man about. “That’s all?” Gene asked.


“Yes sir.”


He peeled off some cash to settle his bill, still wondering at the low price. Flipping open his cell to call a cab he noticed to his surprise there was no signal. Moving around in the lobby didn’t help. There was no signal anywhere Maybe they’re just having a coverage issue here in the Hotel. Finally, he went to the registration desk and had the clerk there summon a cab.


Gene stepped out in front of the hotel to wait. Again he flipped open his phone to call Felix. He frowned in confusion when the no signal message came up on the phone.


The cab that pulled up was a vintage car that he remembered from his youth. Talk about retro. He got in the back. Where to?” the driver asked.


“Coronado Airport.”


“Where? I’m not familiar with that airport.”


Surely you jest. You’re a cab driver and you don’t even know where Coronado is?


“It’s located on I-25 north toward Santa Fe.”


“Uh Sir, there’s no airport out there that I’m aware of.”


Gene glanced at his watch. Time was ticking away. I’ll call another cab. This guy is obviously new to town and doesn’t know shit.


“I just remembered something I forgot to do. Here, this should cover you for your trip.” He handed the cab driver some money and left the car. After watching the cab pull away, he shrugged on the pack, picked up his bag and stepped out of the hotel drive to the sidewalk. He glanced around. Nothing looked right in the surroundings. It was familiar and yet completely different from what he’d noticed the day before.


What the fuck is going on?


While heading back into the hotel lobby he glanced down at a newspaper vending machine. He halted and stared in shock at the date on the paper. July, 15th, He couldn’t believe his eyes when the year jumped out at him. 1973! What the hell?


Inside the lobby once more, Gene saw that as the morning had progressed guests had filtered into it. In amazement, he noticed that every one of them wore fashions terribly outdated. Passing a floor to ceiling decorative mirror, he glanced at himself and halted dead in his tracks. The man staring back at him was not him. Well it is me, he admitted. “The way I looked fifteen years ago. What the fuck is going on here? I must be still asleep. I must be dreaming,” he mumbled beneath his breath.


Can’t go back to the room. I’ve already checked out even if this is a dream. I’ll go for a walk, get my thoughts together. He laughed out loud. I’ll probably wake up naked as the day in some public place or some similar embarrassing situation.


He left the front doors and strolled down the street deep in thought and yet aware of things around him. Wouldn’t do to be taken by surprise. Not with three million dollars in this backpack. He felt the gun nestled under his arm. “Not that I need to worry much about being mugged.”


He was astounded at the cars passing by on the street beside him. None of them was newer than early seventy vintage, and many were older. Slowly he concluded that something, he didn’t know what, had happened overnight. Gene halted abruptly and stared in disbelief at the rental car lot next to him. The lot was filled with 1973 dodge cars. Among them, he spotted a row of Challengers. An idea surged to life, and he marched into the rental office.


Gene never used his charge card while on business. While his wallet was open, he quickly counted the bills. Several hundred dollars should be enough for the time being. “Here’s my card, but don’t run it I’ll be paying the rental fee in cash.”


“Very good sir.” The agent slid forms across the counter for him to fill out and turned away to make a copy of the card.


Gene drove off the lot and spent the rest of the day driving around town. The first place he drove to was Coronado Airport, at least the location where it should have been. There was no airport there.


By evening, he was more confused than ever. He couldn’t argue the facts. They were everywhere around him. Somehow, he’d been transported back from the year 2000 to 1973. With the exceptions of a few minor changes, Albuquerque was the same as when he’d gone to school here in the sixties. Early in the evening, he treated himself to a burger and fries, then pulled into one of the motels on Central Avenue and rented a room. The bar next door looked very inviting. He slipped the backpack in the trunk then going around the corner entered the bar. All night long, he remained deep in thought, trying to figure out what had happened.


Thursday, December 26, 2013

GSP's Last 13 Books of 2013, Alphabetically #9

Tesla's Completion by Shiloh Darke


#gypsyshadow #erotica #aliens

All her life, Tesla has wished on stars and hoped her true love would find her, but when she left work that night, the last thing she expected was to get swept up and taken from everything she knew, only to be sold at auction as a slave to a man belonging to a race so similar to hers, yet so different. The loincloth was just one thing that gave it away she was nowhere near Earth! But how does she really know what she feels is real?


Dhorak is the Captain of the Guard. He is strong, merciless in battle, yet patient and kind in every way when it comes to Tesla. He yearns to take her in his arms and force her to give in to what she feels. But he knows he must tread softly. Can he convince her to trust in what he already knows is real?


Word Count: 17200

Pages to Print: 54

Price: $3.99


http://www.amazon.com/Teslas-Completion-Celestial-Abductions-Shiloh-ebook/dp/B00G2KFCQY
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/teslas-completion-shiloh-darke/1117202907
http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/369703
http://www.gypsyshadow.com/Shiloh.html#Tesla

She wished on the stars for true love, but never guessed the heaven’s answer was so many galaxies away. Tesla's Completion, an erotic novelette by Shiloh Darke. Available from Amazon, Barnes and Noble, Smashwords, other fine eBook vendors and Gypsy Shadow Publishing at:
http://www.gypsyshadow.com/Shiloh.html#Tesla

Thursday, November 7, 2013

GSP's Book of the Day November 7

Myth of the Malthians by R. J. Burroughs


#gypsyshadow #sciencefiction #fantasy

Rogue International Corps of Earth Soldier Ian MacPherson must rescue his loyal comrade, Hunter Gordon, from the clutches of the Quetzals, rulers of Earth’s galaxy.


Ian’s Commander, Stuart Glenn, will go to any lengths to get Hunter out of the Quetzals’ claws. If they don’t get her in time the enemy will clone and kill her if they can’t torture the vital troop information out of her.


Ian realizes there’s no room in the plans for rescuing his wife and children. If he doesn’t they could be used for food, slavery or genetic experimentation. He plans on rescuing Kaleida, but what he finds when he gets there is no longer human.


Will he abandon Hunter Gordon again and set his family free, endangering the whole International Corps of Earth and their allies, or will he rescue Hunter Gordon and abandon his family to a life worse than death?


Word Count: 41750

Pages to Print: 139 

Price: 4.99

 

http://www.amazon.com/Myth-of-the-Malthians-ebook/dp/B00A5WR0P6
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-myth-of-the-malthians-r-j-burroughs/1113780272
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/254039
http://www.gypsyshadow.com/R.J.Burroughs.html#MythMal

What would you do to save your family from a more powerful alien race? Would you sacrifice your comrades in arms to get them back? Myth of the Malthians by R. J. Burroughs. Available from Amazon, Barnes and Noble, Smashwords, other fine eBook vendors and Gypsy Shadow Publishing at:
http://www.gypsyshadow.com/R.J.Burroughs.html#MythMal

Wednesday, October 16, 2013

GSP's Book of the Day October 16

The Dust Storm by Catherine Cavendish


#gypsyshadow #sciencefiction #fantasy

In the cool reddish-green of a November dawn in the 24th century, Domenica Sarsen stands at her doorway and looks out over the filthy street, hugging her secret to herself. Soon she and her husband will leave the sprawling, gasping metropolis of Carlisle and head for the green fields of Orkney,where the Rampagers will never find them and they can live out their lives in peace. If only they can out-run the Dust Storm…


Word Count: 4644

Pages to Print: 20 

Price: $2.99


http://www.amazon.com/The-Dust-Storm-ebook/dp/B007Z5SY38
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-dust-storm-catherine-cavendish/1110503895
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/157304
http://www.gypsyshadow.com/CatherineCavendish.html#Dust

In the cool reddish-green of a November dawn, Domenica has a secret. They are leaving the choking city. But can they out-run the Dust Storm? The Dust Storm by Catherine Cavendish. Available from Amazon, other fine eBook vendors and Gypsy Shadow Publishing at:
http://www.gypsyshadow.com/CatherineCavendish.html#Dust

Saturday, October 5, 2013

GSP's Book of the Day October 5

The Bridge Between Worlds by Stephen M. DeBock

#gypsyshadow #fantasy #parallelworld

Alden Walker—sport pilot and skydiver—finds himself and his light airplane mysteriously transported into an alien world: a parallel Earth peopled by exotic-looking humans as well as a host of animals that have evolved into human-like form, with human-like powers of thought, but which have retained their appetites for flesh and blood.  Especially human flesh and blood.  Accompanied by a beautiful indigenous woman with a score of her own to settle, Walker must set out upon a covert mission to retrieve a vital element from the creatures who have stolen it, employing his piloting and parachuting skills in combination with her superb swordsmanship. On their quest they will encounter a host of anthropomorphic predators, until they finally reach their goal: a mountain fortress occupied by a coldly calculating race of humanoid vampire bats.  And upon the success or failure of their mission hangs the fate of both their worlds.


Word Count: 50000

Pages to Print: 174

Price: $4.99


http://www.amazon.com/The-Bridge-Between-Worlds-ebook/dp/B006GKBF3E
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-bridge-between-worlds-stephen-m-debock/1107830864
http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/109769
http://www.gypsyshadow.com/StephenDeBock.html#Bridge

Alden Walker—sport pilot and skydiver—finds himself and his light airplane mysteriously transported into an alien world . . . The Bridge Between Worlds by Stephen M. DeBock. Available from Amazon, other fine eBook vendors and Gypsy Shadow Publishing at:
http://www.gypsyshadow.com/StephenDeBock.html#Bridge


Wednesday, October 2, 2013

GSP's Book of the Day October 2

The Birth of Races by Katalin Nagy


#gypsyshadow #sciencefiction #romance

Many centuries in the past, a fraction of humanity left the Solar System to settle in their new home forming a united empire, the Federation.  The accidental finding, by Firl and his friends, of an alien digging on one of the Federation settlements, led to the discovery of altered human genetic material in a number of people visiting the site.

 

Soon Federation is torn apart by political and personal turmoil caused by the friction arising between the affected and the non-affected. The affected split to form the Elites, eager to find out about their alien heritage; and the Morphiks, keen to embark on their own evolution. Eventually Federation breaks up and in its place three separate empires form, populated by the three races.


Word Count: 84000

Pages to Print: 284 

Price: $4.99

 

http://www.amazon.com/The-Birth-of-Races-ebook/dp/B0090R3HH2

http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-birth-of-races-katalin-nagy/1112582121

http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/217417

http://www.gypsyshadow.com/KatalinNagy.html#Races


“It’s ironic,” she reflected, “how humans have longed to meet another intelligent race, not realizing their potential to evolve into one.” The Birth of Races by Katalin Nagy. Available from Amazon, other fine eBook vendors and Gypsy Shadow Publishing at:

http://www.gypsyshadow.com/KatalinNagy.html#Races

                           

Wednesday, September 25, 2013

GSP's Book of the Day September 25

Taming the Weald by Lindsey Duncan


#gypsyshadow #checkeditout #shortstory

Timid Keryn wants nothing more than to be a mother. Within the Weald–the last bastion of nature on the space station that serves as her home–she encounters Verdant, a daughter of that forest who has somehow survived without parents or community. Keryn tries to prepare the girl for life in the station, but Verdant has strengths and secrets of her own.


Word Count: 8450

Pages to Print: 32

Price: $3.99


http://www.amazon.com/Taming-the-Weald-ebook/dp/B0046A9O0M
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/taming-the-weald-lindsey-duncan/1103101909
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/26128
http://www.gypsyshadow.com/Lindsey%20Duncan.html#Taming

Timid Keryn wants nothing more than to be a mother. Taming the Weald, a short story by Lindsey Duncan. Available from Amazon, other fine eBook vendors and Gypsy Shadow Publishing at:
http://www.gypsyshadow.com/Lindsey%20Duncan.html#Taming

Thursday, August 29, 2013

GSP's Book of the Day August 29

Refracted by Sheila Deeth


#gypsyshadow #checkeditout #fantasy

Rivers are drying and crops are dying, but children run and play in the fields, and think they might even enjoy setting monsters free. Of course, the parents won’t approve, but that’s the least of their problems, come the flood.


Next time he wakes, the young man remembers running in different fields. But he still can’t catch the girl, or find how to stay in one place. Loves proves as elusive as gold at rainbow’s end, and time slips through his fingers once again.


Maybe it’s fate. Maybe fame and fortune have something in mind. Or maybe when time finally runs out someone else might help him find what he’s looking for.

                                                                  

Word Count: 14,120

Pages to Print: 59

Price: $3.99 


http://www.amazon.com/Refracted-ebook/dp/B00433TBTQ
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/refracted-sheila-deeth/1103096195
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/20218
http://www.gypsyshadow.com/SheilaDeeth.html#Refracted

Rivers are drying and crops are dying, but children run and play in the fields, and think they might even enjoy setting monsters free. Refracted by Sheila Deeth. Available from Amazon, other fine eBook vendors and Gypsy Shadow Publishing at:
http://www.gypsyshadow.com/SheilaDeeth.html#Refracted


Sunday, August 25, 2013

GSP's Book of the Day August 25

Myopic by Gary Starta


#gypsyshadow #checkeditout #shortstory #scifi #doomsday

When aliens contact suspense author Wilfred Diamond demanding he spread a message to his fellow humans to go green--or else--he confides in his new love interest, EPA scientist Sonja Hoffs. Learning a technology is available which would cure the earth’s pollution woes, Diamond urges Hoffs to help him bring it to the light of day. But there are many who want the technology to remain in the dark and these people are just as dangerous as any alien invader. Knowing the risks, Hoffs lets her heart-and not her brain-guide her to take the plunge into not only a new romance but the perilous waters of political conspiracy.


Word Count: 11,335

Pages to Print: 48

Price: $3.99


http://www.amazon.com/Myopic-ebook/dp/B00440DPEA
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/myopic-gary-starta/1019318715
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/6901
http://www.gypsyshadow.com/GaryStarta.html#Myopic

Is it the end of the world? Can it be? Myopic, a short story by Gary Starta. Available from Amazon, other fine eBook vendors and Gypsy Shadow Publishing at:
http://www.gypsyshadow.com/GaryStarta.html#Myopic

Sunday, August 4, 2013

GSP's Book of the Day August 4

Nothing Sacred by Elizabeth Ann Scarborough


#gypsyshadow #checkeditout #fantasy #postapocalyptic

In a world where unemployment is obliterated by putting all jobless people in the military to maintain the endless ongoing warfare, Warrant Officer Viveka Vanachek finds herself in a weirder place yet. Captured, raped, and interrogated she is finally exiled to a remote snow-bound prison camp where she is placed in solitary confinement. It seems like the end of the world when she also becomes too sick to eat and starts seeing ghosts and hearing mysterious chanting within the noises of the camp. But her dreams tell her there is more to her prison than there seems to be and soon her delusions and reality start trading places.


Word Count: 107,000

Pages to Print: 296

Price: $5.99


http://www.amazon.com/Nothing-Sacred-Tibet-series-ebook/dp/B004HO5U8W
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/nothing-sacred-elizabeth-ann-scarborough/1101357935
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/35520
http://www.gypsyshadow.com/ElizabethScarborough.html#NothingSacred

Re-released in eBook formats Nothing Sacred by veteran sci-fi/fantasy author Elizabeth Ann Scarborough. Available from Amazon, other fine eBook vendors and Gypsy Shadow Publishing at:
http://www.gypsyshadow.com/ElizabethScarborough.html#NothingSacred


Tuesday, July 30, 2013

GSP's Book of the Day July 30

Myth of the Malthians by R. J. (Ruth) Burroughs


#GypsyShadow #checkeditout #scifi #aliens #fantasy

Rogue International Corps of Earth Soldier Ian MacPherson must rescue his loyal comrade, Hunter Gordon, from the clutches of the Quetzals, rulers of Earth’s galaxy.

Ian’s Commander, Stuart Glenn, will go to any lengths to get Hunter out of the Quetzals’ claws. If they don’t get her in time the enemy will clone and kill her if they can’t torture the vital troop information out of her.

Ian realizes there’s no room in the plans for rescuing his wife and children. If he doesn’t they could be used for food, slavery or genetic experimentation. He plans on rescuing Kaleida, but what he finds when he gets there is no longer human.

Will he abandon Hunter Gordon again and set his family free, endangering the whole International Corps of Earth and their allies, or will he rescue Hunter Gordon and abandon his family to a life worse than death?

Word Count: 41750
Pages to Print: 139 
Price: 4.99


http://www.amazon.com/Myth-of-the-Malthians-ebook/dp/B00A5WR0P6
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-myth-of-the-malthians-r-j-burroughs/1113780272
http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/254039
http://www.gypsyshadow.com/R.J.Burroughs.html#MythMal

What would you do to save your family from a more powerful alien race? Would you sacrifice your comrades in arms to get them back? Myth of the Malthians by R. J. Burroughs. Available from Amazon, Barnes and Noble, Smashwords, other fine eBook vendors and Gypsy Shadow Publishing at:

http://www.gypsyshadow.com/R.J.Burroughs.html#MythMal


Sunday, July 28, 2013

GSP's Book of the Day July 28

Myopic by Gary Starta


#GypsyShadow #checkeditout #shortstory #scifi #doomsday

When aliens contact suspense author Wilfred Diamond demanding he spread a message to his fellow humans to go green--or else--he confides in his new love interest, EPA scientist Sonja Hoffs. Learning a technology is available which would cure the earth’s pollution woes, Diamond urges Hoffs to help him bring it to the light of day. But there are many who want the technology to remain in the dark and these people are just as dangerous as any alien invader. Knowing the risks, Hoffs lets her heart-and not her brain-guide her to take the plunge into not only a new romance but the perilous waters of political conspiracy.

Word Count: 11,335
Pages to Print: 48
Price: $3.99


http://www.amazon.com/Myopic-ebook/dp/B00440DPEA
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/myopic-gary-starta/1019318715
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/6901
http://www.gypsyshadow.com/GaryStarta.html#Myopic

Is it the end of the world? Can it be? Myopic, a short story by Gary Starta. Available from Amazon, other fine eBook vendors and Gypsy Shadow Publishing at:
http://www.gypsyshadow.com/GaryStarta.html#Myopic

Saturday, July 6, 2013

GSP's Book of the Day July 6

Error in Judgment by Charlotte Holley

 

Dave Saren has a past riddled with drugs and booze, one he’s trying hard to overcome. The superstar rock band Pepper Tree Lollipop has a future they are trying to preserve, one that promises a bright hope to the teens of the world. When Lollipop is kidnapped by bigwigs from the drug scene, Dave finds himself in the hands of unscrupulous thugs who will stop at nothing to discredit the band’s anti-drug campaign, including implicating him as one of the drug mongers responsible for Lollipop’s downfall to the same dope they have been publicly waging war against. Can Dave save the day, his career and the esteem of his son Mike by escaping and rescuing the band, or will he succumb to the drugs they are already pumping into his system?

Word Count: 3521
Pages to Print: 18
Price: $2.99


http://www.amazon.com/Error-Judgment-Kilesha-Atlantis-ebook/dp/B0043EV9I6
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/error-in-judgment-charlotte-holley/1027875815
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/4672
http://www.gypsyshadow.com/Charlotte.html#Kilesha2

The world-famous rock band, Pepper Tree Lollipop, noted for their strong anti-drug platform, have been kidnapped by drug thugs seeking to regain their massive control over the world's teens drug buying by discrediting the band. Error in Judgment, Chapter 2 of Kilesha and the Atlantis Rock Band by Charlotte Holley. Available from Amazon, Barnes and Noble, Smashwords, other fine eBook vendors and Gypsy Shadow Publishing at:

http://www.gypsyshadow.com/Charlotte.html#Kilesha2

Friday, July 5, 2013

GSP's Book of the Day July 5

Going Home by Charlotte Holley


Long ago the last scientists of Atlantis engineered and “programmed” a dozen fish-like "babies" and released them to the sea, hoping their progeny would be able to save the world from the cataclysmic disaster that was about to sink Atlantis. What the scientists didn't know was the many Children of Atlantis would one day emerge from the sea and abandon Earth to travel the vastness of space.

Eons later, the five remaining “Children of Atlantis” return home on a mission to save the planet, where they are mistaken for a special new group of rock singers by a desperate teen, anxious to save his father's reputation and job. Can Kilesha and the Atlantis Rock Band rise to the occasion of becoming rock stars overnight, and still save the planet in time?

Word Count: 3411
Pages to Print: 19
Price: $2.99


http://www.amazon.com/Going-Home-Kilesha-Atlantis-ebook/dp/B0043EV9EA/
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/going-home-charlotte-holley/1027874450
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/4670
http://www.gypsyshadow.com/Charlotte.html#Kilesha1

In the new milennium the five sole remaining “Children of Atlantis” return to Earth on a mission to save the planet from the same cataclysmic disaster that sank Atlantis eons before. Going Home, Chapter 1 of Kilesha and the Atlantis Rock Band by Charlotte Holley. Available from Amazon, Barnes and Noble, Smashwords, other fine eBook vendors and Gypsy Shadow Publishing at:
http://www.gypsyshadow.com/Charlotte.html#Kilesha1

Wednesday, June 12, 2013

GSP's Book of the Day June 12

Gods of the Machines by Gary Starta


Detective Sam Benson, a native New Yorker, is brash, opinionated and candid. Transplanted to work on Earth’s first colonized planet, he envisions a relatively peaceful job. But Benson’s ruthless nature might bring it to the brink of annihilation when a series of murders begins. He suspects a non-human is responsible—an android who once shared engrams with a psychopathic human. However, the detective doesn’t know other non-humans once called his new world—theirs. And as Benson obsesses with making a case against the android, he is oblivious to their return and the reason why they consider machines to be their gods.

Word Count: 88,000
Pages to Print: 295
Price: $ 5.99    /$17.99 in print


http://www.amazon.com/Gods-of-the-Machines-ebook/dp/B00440DPEU
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/gods-of-the-machines-gary-starta/1103096292
http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/22415
http://www.gypsyshadow.com/GaryStarta.html#GodsMachines

A series of murders off-world sets off an all-out investigation, and Detective Sam Benson's only logical suspect is an android. Gods of the Machines by Gary Starta. Available from Amazon, Barnes and Noble, Smashwords, other fine eBook vendors and Gypsy Shadow Publishing at:

http://www.gypsyshadow.com/GaryStarta.html#GodsMachines

Saturday, May 18, 2013

Book of the Day May 18

Childhood's Day by John B. Rosenman


Suppose you could have yourself reborn at the age of seven so your childhood self could you help you cope with crippling guilt for the death of your father--would you do it? And would it be fair to the boy you once were, especially since he will live only one day?

Word Count: 5,350
Pages to Print: 27
Price: $2.99


http://www.amazon.com/Childhoods-Day-ebook/dp/B00440DP2W
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/childhoods-day-john-b-rosenman/1008094579
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/11323
http://www.gypsyshadow.com/JohnRos.html#Childhood

If you could have yourself cloned and born again as a child to cure your grown-up problems, would you do it? Childhood's Day, a short story by John B. Rosenman. Available from Amazon, Barnes and Noble, Smashwords, other fine eBook vendors and Gypsy Shadow Publishing at:

http://www.gypsyshadow.com/JohnRos.html#Childhood

Friday, May 3, 2013

Book of the Day May 3

Behind the Gem by Ken Hart


Ripped from heart and home by galactic farmers, Ray and his co-workers are taken hundreds of light years across the galaxy and left to fend for themselves. When he begins hearing a voice in his head and is unjustly blamed for the deaths of his friends, he is separated from them by a mysterious silver pod and is led to a peaceful race of aliens called the Draasen. He experiences a new way of life with responsibilities and challenges that he never could have imagined. He is accepted into their society, but at a high cost to his dignity when he is led into protecting and birthing their eggs. When the galactic farmers arrive to take the Draasen population as fodder, the Draasen's fate becomes entwined with that of the nearly extinct human race, and their struggle to survive.

Word Count:   80,750       
Pages to Print: 279
Price: $5.99 (Also available in print)


http://www.amazon.com/Behind-the-Gem-ebook/dp/B0046A9O0C
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/behind-the-gem-ken-hart/1103096465
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/26119
http://www.gypsyshadow.com/KenHart.html#Gem

Ripped from heart and home by galactic farmers, Ray and his co-workers are taken hundreds of light years across the galaxy and left to fend for themselves. Behind the Gem by Ken Hart. Available from Amazon, Barnes and Noble, Smashwords, other fine eBook vendors and Gypsy Shadow Publishing at: 

http://www.gypsyshadow.com/KenHart.html#Gem