There’s no doubt that the topic of fear is a dominant theme this time of year. While most of it is presented as whimsical and harmless, to some it can be an ever-present memory of something they struggled with in the past. I’ll never forget my first experience near an Ouija board. Regardless of your […]
You see it every day. The people you work with, interact with at the grocery store, church, or on the road. Empty. Discouraged. Defeated.
If you were to stop and ask them, they might tell you it’s something they are going through–a family issue, some financial concerns, cancer. But like you, they know it goes deeper than that. There’s something wrong with the world today.
Never. Lose. Hope.
If you were like me, reading a book about Hell wasn’t the first on the TBR list. It might haven’t been ever on there, in fact, had I not forced myself to take a peek.
The gold of nobles is a rare gift indeed.
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Mammoth is a story about lighthearted teen characters who discover that their town–along with some of the prominent people who run it, is full of secrets that weren’t supposed to be discovered. The story centers around five misfits called the “Jailbirds,” and their connection to an archaeological discovery…
Salim led them out of the mansion and onto the steps. When all of them were out on the front steps, he turned briefly and held a hand at the open door. “Never leave the doors open or unlocked. Anytime someone passes through, they must make sure it closes behind them. This is the first level of security for the mansion.”
“If—God forbid, we would ever have an attack of some sort, at least they
Sure, the mansion was a dream to live in—if you didn’t count the cleaning—but what was with the chandelier and the libraries? Or the armory with its barbaric weapons?
More questions he couldn’t answer…
A puff of dust exited the box as it opened, escaping like a tiny mushroom cloud. As it did, Luca jumped back, joining the other three.
The four boys waited silently for the dust to clear, eyes on the wooden container. After several moments, Luca crept back up toward the altar cautiously, as if at any moment something would jump…
Matt’s eyes fluttered open as the door to his room creaked. Bennet poked his head through the door. His dark curly hair had grown almost a full inch, as he had.
“You going to sleep all day, Maps?”
“Hey, Cat.”
Matt stretched, sitting up. ‘Cat’ was the nickname the others had given him because of his quick reflexes. But the name really stuck when he ended up chasing off a…
