Gavyn Donatti is the world's unluckiest thief. Just ask all the partners he's lost over the years. And when he misplaces an irreplaceable item he was hired to steal for his ruthless employer, Trevor-well, his latest bungle just might be his last. But then his luck finally turns: right when Trevor's thugs have him cornered, a djinn, otherwise known as a genie, appears to save him. Unfortunately, this genie - who goes by the very non-magical name of Ian - is more Hellboy than dream girl.
"Billy was only thirteen years old the first time he died." And with those words the best-selling saga of Billy Jones begins with Billy: Messenger of Powers. Billy, like many of us, leads what he believes is a fairly normal life: trying to get through school, trying to deal with his first crush, and trying to avoid the bullies who seem intent on trying to prove he can be flushed down a toilet. But all that changes when Billy discovers that Powers walk among us.
"a good listen in between books"
On the surface, 1066 Oleander Place seems a typical twenty-something-year-old tract house in the peaceful Southern California town of Tamarind Valley. What no one--not even the closest neighbors--grasps is that this house is deadly: dark, dangerous, and evil to the core. It consumes those who enter it, one by one--spiritually, psychologically, physically! Even to visit the place challenges fate...and promises horror for everyone there.
"Not to good"
The masked woman called herself Madame Madcap, and she gathered a gang of cutthroats determined to loot high society of all its riches, starting with the notorious womanizer Hamilton Brone. She worked her criminal magic... and grew rich as millionaires swooned at her feet. Members of her gang worshipped her. She could do no wrong. And yet a curious pattern began to emerge, and a strange vengeance took shape - not just against the men of high society, but against the men of her own brave band of criminals!
A humorous sendup of the movie industry, mysteries, science fiction, and pulp movie serials. Is Peter Tinsley imagining things? Or did that frail, beautiful doll, Tracy Flynn, flip the gangster Dime Gallardo to the ceiling just as Dime was about to make macaroni out of Pete's skull? Pete can't get an explanation out of Tracy, and he's got his hands full trying to grope his way into a cozier position with her. All of which make it tough to concentrate on the Martian extravaganza he's supposed to be writing for Star Spangled Studios....