If you like a story filled with suspense, political intrigue, conspiracy in the Vatican, and a spiritual battle between good vs. evil, you might really enjoy this book. The author bases some of this story on research, citing evil influences in the Vatican. Interesting, thought-provoking and eas...
Best of the series. Here's my order of best to worst:1. Devil's Pass2. Between Heaven and Earth3. Close to the Heel4. Ink Me5. Jump Cut6. Lost Cause7. Last MessageThe first three on my list were very well done. The fourth had an unusual POV but was pulled together excellently- for sure the most w...
Johnny Maverick and his friends play for the Timberwolves peewee hockey team in the small town of Howling. Tom Morgan has just moved from Toronto and is a talented player. Tom is also very competitive and seems determined to pick on Stu Duncan, who is slightly overweight. Johnny suggests a race ...
There's plenty of action both on and off the ice. At a big tournament in Calgary, teammate Tom Morgan plays a practical joke on Johnny Maverick, so naturally Johnny feels he has to pay him back. The rivalry escalates. After he scores a hat trick, Johnny is given a hockey stick signed by all the...
When the timberwolves get a new coach, they also get the coach's son. The only problem is that Eldridge Elwell is a terrible hockey player. The team is on the hunt to make the playoffs, and every time Eldridge plays a shift, it hurts the team more. Johnny Maverick is just as angry about it as any...
The book Cobra Threat by Sigmund Brouwer is about a boy in high school that plays football and he has a stuttering problem his coach makes fun of him sometimes. He is trying to fix his stuttering problem.In the beginning of the book linden was late to football practice because he was in the scien...
Mok's virtual reality adventures continue as the twenty-first century Welfaro finds himself on board a pirate ship, with a renegade pirate challenging his faith in God.
Left winger Nolan Andrews thinks it's great that he can play hockey in Calgary, where his older brother, Nathan, is a star center for the Hitmen. When Nolan finds out that a lot of things about Nate's new life in Calgary don't make sense--or might not even be legal--Nolan has to make some difficu...
When Josh Ellroy, left-winger for the Kamloops Blazers, and his dad find more than a dozen dead cattle on the family ranch, Josh has some serious decisions to make. On one hand, the Western Hockey League playoffs are ahead, plus a chance to play in the National Hockey League. On the other hand, t...
At 17, star defenseman Craig McElhaney likes his chances of making it as a pro hockey player. Yet, a string of recent "accidents" threatens to knock his team out of the playoffs and ruin his promising career. Craig has begun to question how many "accidents" can happen before they become more than...
If the Mavericks win just a few more games, they'll make it to the national soccer championship. There's only one catch. Their star player, Caleb Riggins, has disappeared. Matt Carr is determined to find his teammate and solve the mystery. He just didn't realize it would involve attack dogs, a my...
Because of that, they were much thicker to better protect against battering rams. Indeed, so wide were these walls that atop were large chambers built from equally massive stone blocks.Katherine and Hawkwood were so close to the west gate of York that almost directly above them, and built into th...
She released the hair almost immediately and took satisfaction in its weight falling upon her shoulders. Barely a year ago, she thought, I had borrowed shears to cut this ragged and short.Then, almost unconsciously, she smoothed her dress with quick pats and tugs.“Have no fear, m’lady,” Thomas sa...
Not for the first time did he doubt its outcome and his own destiny.Alone with a bowl of stew, he sat on a knoll that gave him a view of much of the camp. From knights and squires and yeomen and archers to cooks and peasants and those who simply followed for merriment, there were hundreds who dep...
He hadn’t been focused on any particular riff. Instead, he’d just been humming to the notes, thinking through what he had to do early in the morning to fulfill the quest that he’d been sent to accomplish. The snapped guitar string didn’t irritate him. He’d brought extra nylon and steel strings. H...
Seconds later, Zantor knew what to do. “Micky,” I said. “The opening at the top. Can you tell how big it is?” I waited a few seconds as he felt around in the dark. “Big enough to get through,” he said, guessing why I had asked. “Then one of us needs to help Lisa on the other side,” I said. “And o...
Lisa said as she looked at the big black bull on the ground. “I think you just killed the bull.” “Me?” Ricky said. “The slingshot was your idea.” “You helped me build it. You helped me shoot a rock. The rock hit the bull in the head. I did not do this alone.” “What will we do?” Ricky asked Lisa. ...
Reynolds lived in a brown house near the school. Her front yard had a lot of flowers. After school, Justine and Jimmy Blatzo knocked on her door. Mrs. Reynolds invited them inside. She made tea and served carrot cake with white icing. The three of them sat in her front room. There were books on t...
Same location where I’d once believed no one from the mansion world would ever see me. But my faith had been shaken by seeing my own father in the stands during my fight. How had he discovered that I lived a separate life, where the world was gritty and real and people did...
John neither protested nor tried to fight. He allowed the men to lead him to the cross. Allowed them to lift him and spread his arms along the crossbeam. Closed his eyes as they lashed his wrists, then his ankles to the wood. Vitas watched John’s stoic acceptance of his fate with a degree of admi...
King’s internal clock told them they were down to less that eighteen hours before Amanda drowned. Mundie had one hand on King’s back to guide him. In his other hand, Mundie held a cloth bag with a drawstring. A silent, square-jawed FBI agent—thanks to Mundie’s earlier description, King now couldn...
Rawling and Dad had loaded all the supplies into a platform buggy, a clear minidome perched on a deck that rode on huge rubber tires. Storage compartments and the motor were underneath. The motor didn’t burn gasoline because Mars has no oxygen in the atmosphere to allow any fuel to burn. Instead,...
The jolt had disconnected me from the robot body. I now sat in my wheelchair, nowhere near the death-training warehouse or the robot body that had just been delivering information to my brain. The bot-pack was still plugged in to my spine. What I saw was another windowless room, filled with large...
That’s the way I do things. It saves them from worrying. Ever since the day that my little brother Evan died, they’ve worried about getting another phone call from the police with terrible news. I get rooms at the staff rate because I sometimes work as a ski instructor. I stay at the resort when ...
King told Johnson. “And I’ve never admitted that to anyone. Except you. Now.” “No biggie,” Johnson said. “I won’t tell anyone.” They were on the front porch at King’s house. Steady rain dripping on the overhang above. But feeling no chill. The evening was warm. “That’s not my point,” King said. “...
“Heard Mason’s dogs ripped this guy apart. Wonder what he looks like.” “You suggesting opening a sealed coffin lid?” Jordan’s heart hammered. Although he’d become accustomed to the confinement and had assumed the worst, confirming his suspicion that he was in a coffin triggered new horror. He was...
Each iron bar ended in a gleaming spike.“Not good,” William whispered. “Someone cares enough to maintain those spikes in deadly order. An indication of how serious they are about security.” He motioned his head briefly at the shadows of two men standing at the next gate at the end of the stone co...
I asked at the table during our evening meal. I had just explained to Mom what had happened to Caleb. “I mean, it was like Mr. Riggins thought he owned Caleb. If anyone else had dragged Caleb away like that, it would have looked like kidnapping.” Dad pushed his food—some kind of casserole—around ...
The children playing around the beds looked up, then continued playing. Silver, sitting on the edge of his own bed, remained in place. “Last night,” Safady said, “did I make it clear that there would be consequences if anyone tried to escape?” Silver nodded. His focus was on Safady’s hands. The B...
Each morning, wailing sirens would rouse us for tenko—roll call—and families would stumble to the street to line up and bow as he surveyed us from his Jeep. On sunny mornings, he would stand in that pose from the passenger side, his dog beside him. When it rained, he would get out and walk, with ...
I heard voices as Uncle Gord and his friends stepped onto the boat. I heard clanking as they set down their scuba tanks and the rest of their gear. I didn’t need to see them to know what they looked like. I had seen them a couple of other times. All three looked like football players. They had sh...
A crack of light gave me guidance, because she wasn’t pressing her hand together very hard. I buzzed toward that crack of light. “I knew we’d find you eventually,” Dr. Jordan said. “The dome isn’t big enough for you to hide forever.” There wasn’t enough room to squeeze through her fingers. I reac...
Unfortunately, Dad got up from the table to answer the phone. “It’s for you,” he said, holding the phone out. “Some girl named Jennifer. And after only a few days at school. Wow.” He said it loud enough for Jennifer to hear him. I swallowed my mouthful of soft-shell taco and groaned. “Thanks, Dad...
Vasquez was a tiny man with a round face beaded with sweat, dressed in a crumpled white linen suit, who swayed as if he had already been drinking. I tried to shove aside an image of the man fully drunk, dressed as a baby, in the arms of a large woman singing lullabies. If Saffire knew about this ...
Uncle Mike said. He sat in a chair across the hotel room from me. It was eight o’clock. Between us sat a tray full of dirty dinner dishes left from our room-service meal. Who needed a mother to cook, I always said, when all you had to do was pick up the telephone and call downstairs. “I hope it’s...
She wore a purple hat with a fake flower hanging over the brim. Her sweater was pink with blue polka dots. And her skirt was bright orange. She was ready for everyone to tease her. But no one in front of the school noticed her. That’s because Jimmy Blatzo was walking up and down the sidewalk, car...
They knew the lions were next.To Leah, the hush seemed almost supernatural. There were fifty thousand spectators, and the silence was so complete it was as if all had decided to hold their breath.Into this clear silence came the echoing clang of iron gates flung open.Leah’s soul groaned with agon...
Before, when I remembered Mars and my mom there and how she and my friend Rawling McTigre were millions and millions of miles away. Before, when I hoped and prayed my dad was okay wherever he was. But before, even at my loneliest, at least I had my best friend, Ashley, nearby. And now she isn’t. ...
I said to Vlad as we drove away. “You can understand English.” “I can speak it too.” I tried to remember if I had ever said anything around him that had been mean or embarrassing. Couldn’t come up with anything. Vlad grinned. “Have no worries.” “Huh?” “You wonder now if there is anything said abo...
Henley had me so pumped and ready to perform that I was drooling at the prospect of a spectacular body check for the television cameras. It was halfway through my second shift on the ice. Their defenseman had taken the puck behind the Russian net. I was forechecking hard. So was Miles, my center....
Tyce! Tyce!” In the blackness, my name echoed weirdly around me, as if I were trapped in a metal barrel. “Tyce! Tyce! Tyce!” My name was so loud, it hurt. I lifted my hands to my head to cover my ears. That movement seemed to rip the darkness off my eyes. I saw three blurry pairs of titanium hand...
During those two games I had watched from the stands as Riley managed to collect five goals, four assists and what seemed like a file a couple of inches thick of newspaper clippings. Me? I had managed to collect a cold from a lady who sneezed on me in the first game and popcorn in my hair from a ...
Safdar said as he and Michael sat down for lunch the next day. “There’s something you should know about Ice-Cream Heaven.” “Yum,” Michael said. “Any ice cream is heaven to me.” “Seriously,” Safdar said. “Yesterday, I saw the owner throwing all his recyclables into a Dumpster.” “What!” Justine sto...