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(Releasing June 15th – Available for pre-order at Amazon)


SARD LOPED ALONG BESIDE THE MOUNTAIN stream before angling away to start across the forest clearing that it tumbled through.

His hope that he’d finally lost the three men who’d chased him for a mile went unfulfilled but good instincts, great eyesight, marvelous reflexes, and a good deal of luck, saved him.

His instincts made him look toward the nearby trees on his left where he saw one of the followers step into the clearing and hurl a spear in his direction.

As the missile split the air on its path toward him, he avoided it by dancing to his right. With a practiced motion, he slid his knife from its sheath and snapped his wrist, propelling the honed weapon toward the spear-thrower catching him in the throat. The man collapsed without a sound.

At the same time, another assailant emerged from the trees at a run, axe upraised as he covered the twenty feet or so to where Sard crouched, but Sard had already pulled his own axe from its holder, and he dodged the blow of the fast moving figure. He swung at the attacker but only hit his weapon which sent it flying from his hand.

The man howled and snatched at Sard’s axe trying to wrest it away, but Sard doggedly held on and swept his legs, causing the assailant to fall, still howling. However, he clung to the axe handle and as he went crashing to the ground he dragged Sard down with him.

Sard landed on top knocking the wind out of his attacker, and the man lost his grip on the axe. He sucked in a breath and screamed, his eyes going wide as Sard brought the sharp-edged weapon down hard, silencing him mid-howl as his forehead split open from the force of the blow.

That’s when the third man who’d been trailing the other two ran from the forest shrieking, and cast his spear. Sard saw it coming and flattened himself against the dead man. The spear sailed over him and came to rest somewhere to his rear. Tugging his axe free and rolling away from the motionless body, he was scrambling to get to his feet and was still on one knee when, knife in hand and yelling, the wild-eyed assailant tackled and bowled him over causing him to lose his grip on the axe which flew from his hand and went skidding across the ground.

Stones dug into Sard’s back as he caught the hand that held the knife, preventing a slash to his throat. They went rolling over the blood-spattered terrain, the man hanging on to his knife, Sard trying to gain possession of it. One more roll and the man was on top of him, but Sard gave a forceful heave and tossed him over his head. He quickly scrambled to his feet, but so did the attacker who still had a grip on the knife.

Sard noted that the man seemed inexpert, holding the knife awkwardly, but he knew that wouldn’t matter in the end if he didn’t stay alert. He was tiring with sweat stinging his eyes but he watched his opponent’s hand, preparing to avoid the knife if he threw it. He was good at dodging and that would give him an even chance since the man didn’t appear to have another weapon. He could still get out of the struggle alive.

However, the man hung on to his knife and glaring at Sard, crouched as if preparing to spring. As Sard stared back bracing himself for the attack, his foot bumped something in the grass, and a quick flick of his eyes showed him his axe. Straining to keep his mind clear, he watched for his chance to grab it.

The man suddenly yelled and rushed him, knife upraised. Sard, acting fast, scooped up the axe and danced aside while swinging the weapon. It was a maneuver that might’ve worked better if his foot hadn’t hit a patch of the blood-slickened grass causing the axe to whiz past his intended mark as he slipped awkwardly to one knee. He grasped his axe tightly and hung on to it.

Swaying backward as the man clumsily thrust the knife toward his chest, Sard grabbed his hand forcing it down and away, a move that saved his heart but the assailant punched him on the side of the head making his ears ring, and he lost his grip on the man’s knife hand. Though he managed to hang on to his axe, he was unable to keep the knife blade from continuing its downward plunge and penetrating his left thigh.

He shoved his attacker away hard and retaliated, swinging his axe out and opening up his belly. The man gave a harsh gasp and fell to his knees clutching his middle as intestines came sliding out in a rush of gore, and Sard, his energy nearly depleted, used both hands and put all the muscle he could into it as he swung again, this time across the man’s neck nearly decapitating him.

A bright plume of red sprayed forth as he dropped to the ground with his head at an unnatural angle and lay still, his eyes already glazing over as he stared into eternity. Sard, covered in blood and gulping in deep breaths of air, went over on his hands and knees.

He tried to stand but realized the knife was still embedded in his thigh, sticking out like some sudden obscene growth. He’d felt it go in but oddly, it had only felt as if he’d taken a hard punch. He grasped it and pulled it out. Blood spurted bringing with it a blast of the pain he hadn’t felt before. He clutched his thigh and fell back, overcome with dizziness.

He lay there for a moment before rising up on shaky elbows, and through the sweat running into his eyes, he strained to see the wound. The pain was horrible but the blood had ceased spurting and the flow was ebbing to a trickle. It was an indication that the wound might not be as bad as it felt. But his body was leaden and his stomach roiled, and with a sudden rush of nausea he rolled over and vomited in the grass. Head swimming, his strength drained, he crawled unsteadily over to the nearby stream and tumbled in.

He barely felt the shock of the cold water as the bright day grayed out around him.


Available for pre-order at Amazon for .99 cents (price to change after release).

Could you eat rat jerky? Or roasted leg of cockroach?

A few thousand years from now, the people of Earth have engaged in biological warfare and have nearly destroyed their world and themselves. They’ve reverted to a much less high-tech state. Mutated cockroaches and rats are the main food animals left on their world and the reduced population is on the verge of extinction.

Enter the Exarths, descendants of folk who left Earth centuries before the destruction. They petition their universe-spanning government, the Interspecies Federated Coalition (IFC), to allow them to go to the aid of their distant cousins. Their objective: to restore their home world and save what’s left of its now-primitive people.

They get permission and a program of refurbishment through biological methods is established. Nicknamed SpORE (Special Operations for the Restoration of Earth), operatives of a branch of the Explorer Division of the IFC Navy are used for implementation.

These operatives, called Seeders and Sowers,  reseed the waterways and replenish the forests and other flora of the planet. While these are the only duties that the Seeders perform, the Sowers are also charged with restoring the fertility of the people of Earth.

They are infected with a virus that was developed for this purpose, and it can only be passed on through – well, let’s just say that they get the job done. The mission can sometimes be dangerous but after fifty-eight years the program is a success and is winding down.

Enter one of the last of the Sowers.

As are all such agents, he is young, smart, and dedicated to completing his mission. Will he be able to hold his own with primitive males who take exception to finding him in their camp? How well will he survive a night with eight native females? And, when his partner is trapped by a newly discovered hazard that’s killing the trees of the forest and threatening to reverse the restoral efforts, will he be able to save her and help avert the impending disaster?

These and other questions will be answered in this stand-alone novel.

A Shot at the Big Time: A Maxima City Talent Novel by [McMullen, Christina]

Available at Amazon

I liked this story. To expand on that statement – I really liked this story! It is quite a different take on characters with superhuman powers told from the point of view of a Talent, as they’re called, who’s not on the side of the “good” guys.

Frostbyte, a female Talent who admits to being on the other side of good, is determined to exact revenge on a member of the hero faction, Magnificent Man, for a traumatic incident suffered by her family when she was a kid.  She finally gets her chance at moving up into the big league of villains and prepares to deal out her payback. Things escalate and s**t happens.

That’s all I’m gonna say.

Well, except for this: The story moves along at a good pace; it’s got satire, a little romance, a bit of angst, some heavy drinking, fighting, IT fixes, stolen panties, and a woman longing for pockets (not necessarily in that order), but best of all, it’s got FUNNY!

I would recommend this book to anyone who’s ever read a super-hero comic book and/or to anyone who needs a good laugh.

Five stars – for making me snort.


  Juri Turner has three problems: one, those big, venomous dinosaurs with huge claws known as Revishers, are causing trouble on Mur; two, Tet Sonicdragon has been abducted by a demon and taken to a place of no return; three, her recently discovered inner twin is trying to surface and inhabit their one body. She finds herself dancing to the tune of music magic to reach reasonable solutions.

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Book 3 of Spaceships and Magic is out now and available at:



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Juri Turner, the human-born dragon, has ensured that Mur, the magical world next door to Earth, will never again be endangered by its unstable core.

She has also managed to avoid an unwanted marriage to an utter creep of a dragon, but then, she finds herself in a battle, alongside her dragon guardian, Prince Tetharia, and his sister, Princess Terinia, against a powerful demon who threatens not only the dragon kingdom of Tausarae but also the entire world of Mur.

Meanwhile, two large spaceships of the aliens who invaded Earth over two decades ago, are en route to that planet, chasing runaway human slaves from Alpha Centauri, and behind them are even more of the big ugly creatures called scorbs, with an even larger fleet that if not stopped will scour the planet clean of every human.

Duty-bound, Juri will have to help vanquish the demon and save Mur from falling under its rule, and she is, once again, obligated to help defeat the alien invaders who are hell-bent on destroying the humans of Earth.

Again, the fate of two worlds rests on the small, golden shoulders of one young dragon who never asked for anything more than to be left alone to live out her less than fortunate life in peace.

She will do her best to stand up to all the difficulties involved in performing her duty, but will she be able to handle the unexpected changes these events bring about?


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