I actually thought this turned out to be a 3-1/2 star book. I downloaded the first 2 books in the series free on Amazon for my Kindle. It took a while for me to get into this story. Not my usual genre and didn't think I would enjoy the constant and never-ending binds and fighting the character go...
Although I usually do not enjoy reading a third person themed book, I must admit this book caught my attention. We've seen a lot of horror zombie movies but this seems new. The descriptions and details it provides causes the reader to feel as though they are actually within each scene the charact...
Parris Island in August is a killer. Eight in the morning and it had to be over ninety degrees. Sweat dripped off my face like a waterfall, turning dirt into mud. My lungs filled with dust and grime every time I sucked wind through my mouth. My muscles burned. Quivered. I thought about standing a...
One, back away with the money and potentially seal Bernard’s and the girl’s fate. Two, step forward and attack Roy Miller-Michael Lipsky. I liked this option. A lot. I wished I had done it a few days earlier. The problem with it now was that it would also seal young Bernard and the girl’s fate. T...
RYAN PUBLISHED BY: LIQUID MIND MEDIA, LLC COPYRIGHT © 2014 All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be copied, reproduced in any format, by any means, electronic or otherwise, without prior consent from the copyright owner and publisher of this book. This is a work of fiction. All cha...
He had cut through the woods for a few hundred yards after someone came out guns blazing. Cops would be on the way, but he knew he had time, so he crossed the field to the road and made his way south. The cloud-covered sky made it pitch black out. Optimal conditions for him. He stayed close enoug...
He got an arm around my neck, choking off my air supply. He pulled one arm behind my back, twisted and torqued, forcing me to turn sideways to relieve the pain. I swung my free arm, but the awkward angle meant even the blows that connected were too weak to inflict anything other than an itch. And...
The sky was clear, the air cool. Fortunate, he thought, since he had no place to stay. The wind blew from the west, carried the smell of the factory he had passed earlier that day. He looked down the street, left then right. About half the homes had their lights out. He turned left and put one fo...
RYAN PUBLISHED BY: LIQUID MIND MEDIA, LLC COPYRIGHT © 2014 All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be copied, reproduced in any format, by any means, electronic or otherwise, without prior consent from the copyright owner and publisher of this book. This is a work of fiction. All cha...