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It’s tough being a daring explorer, tougher being a determined archaeologist, but tougher still when you keep ducking bandits' unrelenting fury! No slack for women, and strong they have to be to survive it and to master all the treachery. Not to mention the unexpected spears of deceit and trickery here at home! When gold is in the mix, the trust is out of the window... or tunnel... whatever... Determination ‘should’ overcome obstacles, right?Another thrilling ride from #TheStoryteller

Derinkuyu is a location built over a mystery. Under that city are hundreds of underground chambers, big and small. It held the interest of archaeologists in its discovery in 1963 for a short time. No treasure, no artifacts, nothing much of interest. But not all of the scientific community is willing to write it off as a hideaway for Christians in a Muslim world. Dr. Laurin Thorner is willing to put her money where her mouth is in order to solve the mystery. She will manage to throw contemporary expert opinion right out of the window. If she survives it. Tag along. Lots of adventure and ...

I was perfectly happy to exist as a Detective First, sweeping up the detritus and the flotsam of the underbelly of Denver. True, I drank too much, hated everybody, almost, but I was a damned good cop on the job. Then, I found a murder that did not exist. Then another. It took me to places I have never considered. It has taught me things I should have learned at my mother’s knee. It sent me on a trip so close to hell that I felt the heat. And I lived. I loved… and I sobered up.- Ally Whitedove

Baron Darl Estoba de Valencia is a happy go lucky sorcerer, plying the ladies, living the good life. This has gone on for more than a hundred years. A privilege, that long life, of the sorcerer clan. However, a pleasurable dalliance with a lovely, titled Lady in Venice leads to trouble, and our man is on the run. But someone, or something is watching over him, for in his escape, he meets the perfect woman. At least for him. And she wastes no time in collecting him. The trouble with such slow aging is that anyone around them for more than a couple of years will see the lack of age and claim ...

Commander Shedonne Bronte rides a massive spaceship into the unknown for many years. Yes, many. She is awakened by an unknown hand, finds herself entangled with, of all things, Elves, Dwarves and vicious aliens! But she has something no one else has figured out. Courage, skill, and determination to overcome all obstacles, take advantage of every opportunity, and come up a winner! It isn't easy, but that is the stuff she brings to the outer universe. Can she save her friends, hold the one man that seems an unlikely mate, all while holding off the enemies and survive? Let's go find out! Enjoy...

Skye Blue was a mistake, in her family's eyes, but they came to love and even respect her as a half-sister. But they did not understand what made her tick. She had secrets, big ones. And then, in a complete surprise, she found she was far more than she thought! Far more deadly, very adept and turning the minds of men to her thinking, and she did it without much effort. Sooner or later, she must discover how this could happen. And why her sisters were oddly not surprised. In fact, the concept of home, so alien for so long, became the goal. If she could find home, she might find peace. That ...

She did not ask to be here. Her Uncle Beauford always talked of her being the first 'Lady US Marshal.' But, that was just talk. Still, she trained and practiced until she was deadly. The Indian half breed stray was proving quite competent, quite the determined Hunter. Then, circumstances forced her to put on that badge. She was, as Beauford had predicted, the first Lady US Marshal. And she was damned mad. Every outlaw from the bottom to top in that raiding gang that killed her Uncle and her sisters had to go. Especially the top. Outlaws, beware. You asked for it, now you gotta deal with it.

Brilliant Angela Christian, subsisting on a meager trust fund and scholarships, has her mind made up. She knows exactly what she wants, and is well on the way to procuring it. Her master’s year at University, she is finally eligible for team field trips, digs, led by the dashing adventurer, Dr. Rex Haldemen. Too dashing. So... perfect. But she has no time for distractions. Education, her goal to be the top of the archaeology world, is her only focus. And the digs are the crucible within which character is formed. That Doctorate is… everything! Dr. Rex Haldemen will have to wait. But ...

It could be a game, but if it is, it is a deadly serious one. The players are not what we expect, but the damage they can do is very real. AI is not the threat. People are.. Since the first computer built connected to the early stage internet, there have been people who think their only game in life is how to steal money or expensive programs. Dr. Margaret Treadson is aware of these people and is convinced she can stop them, but at peril to her own life. Several vignettes put that belief to the test. Even US Army Counterintelligence steps in, but will it be enough? You anger enough whacko ...

There be monsters out there in the Great Southwest. There be lawbreakers, vagrants, and all out bad people. Someone has to stop them. Start with the monsters and the rest may follow. Rangers have always braved the unknown... Even against monsters...A mix of Vampire and 'Shifter worlds... with a vengeance.

They came from extremely opposite poles. She, the revered Mother of an Eastern Orthodox Church, in a bad place among the squabbles that were tearing Yugoslavia apart. He, from eight hundred years as a practiced Master Sorcerer. His skills saved her and yes, in time, her skills saved him. They learned to team up to rescue the hapless refugees in her land, the Serbs. She learned to be a strong, right-hand woman to help her Sorcerer partner deal with her to finish her work. God works in mysterious ways. #TheStoryteller Enjoy!!

He had no idea who he was or where he came from. A cryptic note to himself from before the accident gave him clues. It might have been God who gave him a chance to rescue the woman who would stand beside him, help him, and yes, she could shoot, too. A blessing in the New Mexico desert where Mexican bandits, outlaws and Apache roamed free. The Sugaro Cactus, what he called the Bandit Cactus, stood in silent sentry over his clues, over his life, and eventually over his wealth.A strong, silent observer, a key to his destiny, the Bandit Cactus would tie all of this together, though Codger and ...

There was a Blackfoot so important that it boggles the mind to have him buried in obscurity, lost among the wild tales of success and triumph, regardless of how inaccurate. A non-violet leader, a damned good warrior, and not afraid to kill, if he had to. But he was one of the very few who saw the futility of war against the white man. They tried to kill him, to wipe his People from the face of the earth, but he stood resolute and prevailed. And so, the Blackfoot remain unto this day. Fun to research, fun to write, but the truth herein may be stretched, too. Fodder for #TheStoryteller, right?

The secrets of Nicaragua were kept hidden for decades. The first ruin discovered brought puzzlement with no agreement. It would take a pair of serious, curious explorers to make sense of it. Then, they get wind of something even more intriguing, and it is a long hike into nowhere to find it. If they can find it. And all this time, Volcano Row, only partly extinct, requires the same over-the-shoulder watch as if looking for bandits or Indio. Life is cheap in the mid-twentieth century, true for most explorers of that era.