Post-Apocalyptic Fiction by N.C. Reed
Clayton Sanders left home the minute he had his high school diploma in hand. He waited that long only because the Army wouldn’t accept him without one. Now, ten years later, he’s home. Home with no warning, no advance notice, no anything after being gone ten years with almost no contact with his family. Home carrying a secret that is burning him up from the inside. A secret that has pushed him to the brink, forcing him to become a criminal in order to be where his family needs him to be, even though they don’t realize it yet. Because Clayton knows something they don’t. Something that hasn’t happened, but will. Something that will burn everything it touches. And change the face of the world forever.
They didn’t have real names.Well, they had them of course. They just didn’t use them. Not here. They were known by names their comrades had chosen. Names that suited their personalities. Names that only mattered to them. The men of CTG 31 were the kind of men that didn’t exist in the modern, civilized world. There was no place for them in an enlightened society. Except when that society needed them. They were the kind of men who visited dark places in the middle of the night, doing violence to those who preyed on the weak and the helpless. Rough men, yes, but honorable. They had a code of their own, these men, and they lived by it as if it were a writ from a Higher Authority. No one broke that code, that set of unwritten rules that kept them from sliding over the edge. Kept them from becoming like those they hunted. Like those they were pursuing right now.
“We’re about twenty, maybe twenty-five minutes behind, Boss-man”
The man known as Boss-man stopped, hand raised in a fist. Those following halted and spread out without being told.
“Status?” Boss-man asked tersely. He was angry. They were all angry. Something they had to guard against in their business. Keeping things strict and orderly helped.
“Still on the trail for now,” the scout replied.
“Continue,” Boss-man ordered and waved his hand forward. The squad of men behind him began moving again.
They were in a hurry today. Before dawn a group of terrorists had attacked a small village that the squad had befriended. Or that had befriended them. The men of CTG 31 weren’t sure which was the case. They did know that the people of the small village known as Home had become their friends. The village had become a place where they could relax, even if only slightly, and be people for just a few hours at a time. A place of sanity in a world that had lost it’s own.
And that place had been violated. People they knew had been killed. Children they had grown to care for taken, herded toward a fate that no one in their group wanted to consider.
Someone had to pay for that. Someone would pay for that. Dearly.
They had been in pursuit for hours, running the entire way. Hard men who pushed themselves to be harder still, banking that toughness against a day like today. A day of reckoning.
Had the attackers known the kind of men they were offending, it’s entirely possible they would not have committed the atrocity. They were not brave men, these thugs known as terrorists. By nature terrorists were cowards, using fear and intimidation to force their will upon those too weak to resist them.
But they hadn’t known, and so they had attacked a place that was sacred to this squad of hard, violent men. And in so doing had assured that they, themselves, would not see another day on this mortal plane.
Time meant nothing as they ran. There was only the objective and nothing else. A dozen pairs of eyes roamed the country around them, missing nothing as they moved. Twice the one called Boss-man had raised a hand, the men behind once more spreading out and taking position. The halts lasted mere seconds as he communicated with their scouts or eyed some anomaly that had attracted his attention. Then they were moving again.
A complicated office romance is not what scrupulous travel writer Zara Castillo has planned for, especially not when her career is finally taking off, but her easygoing colleague Matthew Villanueva is everything she wants in a man. When their relationship is tested by distance, issues she thought she had long buried emerge once again. Zara delves into her past in a quest for answers. Now she must face her demons or lose the love of her life.
Set in Metropolitan Manila with travel bouts to different islands in the Philippines, Throwing Rules to the Wind explores the lights and shades of seeking closure, forgiveness, and love.
I began to suspect something was wrong with the gothic building when its family fled in the middle of the night, the children screaming, the mother crying. They never came back to pack up their furniture.
No family stays long. Animals avoid the place. Once, I thought I saw a woman’s silhouette pacing through the upstairs room… but that seems impossible; no one was living there at the time.
A new occupant, Anna, has just moved in. I paid her a visit to warn her about the building. I didn’t expect us to become friends, but we did. And now that Marwick House is waking up, she’s asked me to stay with her.
I never intended to become involved with the building or its vengeful, dead inhabitant. But now I have to save Anna… before it’s too late for the both of us.
Alison Murphy has secrets that threaten to tear her life apart.
How far would you go to keep a secret that could destroy your life, land you in prison and have everybody judging you?
Allie is prepared to kill to keep the life that she has built for herself but that doesn’t mean that it is an easy decision to live with, Constantly looking over her shoulder and worrying when she might be found out making life in the small village of Hexmoore, where everybody knows everybody else’s business, a kind of prolonged self torture.
Then when half of the village turns against her and the other half see her as their champion against the coven of old women who use gossip and manipulation to destroy anybody that they take a disliking to it seems that all eyes are on her every move even as she is the target of a hate campaign and a blackmailer.
The pressure grows for Allie as everything is on the line… Her freedom, her place in the village, her home, her job and even her sanity all hang in the balance as she scrambles to regain control of her life.
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Between the fall of man and the arrival of the JFK, the Horn of Africa is a battleground.
Ancient Enemy – it’s been asleep for centuries and now it’s awake. It wants things … and you have to give it what it wants …
Seven hundred years ago the Anasazi people built massive cities in what is now the southwestern United States … and then they vanished.
Stella, an archaeologist specializing in Anasazi culture, and David, a mysterious Navajo boy, are on the run from something terrifying. As they flee up into the snowy mountains of Colorado, they are carjacked by criminals escaping a botched bank robbery. Caught in a blizzard, they must take refuge in what they believe is an abandoned cabin. It’s at this cabin that they will face horrors beyond their imagination.
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A Halloween cozy mystery that will warm your heart and keep you guessing.
As is his tradition, Zak has gone Halloween Crazy, while Zoe is trying to overcome the baby bump blues and harness some enthusiasm for the annual Haunted Hamlet. Things seem to be on track for a Spooktacular good time until Zoe stumbles onto the body of a long time friend in the alley behind Rosie’s just days before the big event. The death of this popular community member leads to an investigation which reveals a shocking history that Zoe and the gang never suspected and can’t quite explain.
Metarules of the S•M•F is a novel concerned with how culture is born at the level of the streets. It is the next, necessary development in intelligent literary fiction on an urban theme.
Mala and Cloud are organizing a set of smart, strong, determined young black men to carve out a territory and protect their neighborhood. They live by a code that unites them, and the rivals that confront them only fortify their resolve. The S•M•F brothers are ready to live together, bleed together, and die together in the streets, to make their mark and live their lives their way.
Not since Lionel Shriver brought us We Need to Talk About Kevin has a writer delved into the complexities of a disturbed mother/son relationship. Until now.
Meet Noah—an A-honor roll student, award-winning swimmer, and small-town star destined for greatness. There weren’t any signs that something was wrong until the day he confesses to molesting little girls during swim team practice. He’s sentenced to eighteen months in a juvenile sexual rehabilitation center.
His mother, Adrianne, refuses to turn her back on him despite his horrific crimes, but her husband won’t allow Noah back into their home. In a series of shocking and shattering revelations, Adrianne is forced to make the hardest decision of her life. Just how far will she go to protect her son?
Saving Noah challenges everything you think you know about teenage sexual offenders. It will keep you up at night long after you’ve read the last page, questioning beliefs you once thought were true.