The sands blow hollowly across the plains of time. Unseen by man an army was on the move, an army of darkness....... Slowly over the course of centuries the truth has been eroded away within the courts of men, until few yet stand for the ways of El Elyon, the Creator of the beginning and He who foreknew that one day the end would come....... Ayenathurim, a world poised on the edge of change. Chaos beckons as people fractured apart by ancient rivalries strive to hold on. The sounds of war echo on the wind, but who yet is able to stand in the gap for those who are blind to the signs of the...

May 16th, 1869 My name is Taran Collins. I take pen to paper to let anyone who follows after me a warning. If you come after me you can expect trouble. I don't know of what kind per se, but........well let's just leave it at that. You've been warned. Regards, Taran Collins P.S. I'm not coming back. That much I am sure of. My story isn't an easy one, but my hope is that my fortune will change, Godwilling. The town of Orlaca wasn't a thriving place. Situated at the base of a mountain in the northern region of Arizona it didn't have much going for it other than scenic views and the wistful...

Stumbling in the sand ...................... almost there .................. just a few more feet .............. water ........... bodies. Bodies rotting in the water I've come so far ................... I need the water, but all that's before me is poisoned A hard way to die. And for what? I should have just let her go. Taran Collins was a long way from home and yet what was home anymore? He had no home other than the trouble that always seemed to find him. The Fire Wind had changed everything and it was up to him to see what lay beyond the doorway that had been opened to him. Maybe there...

Black iron bars everywhere. Nothing to do, but count the cockroaches on the wall. The chink and rattle of my chains sounding loud in the stillness of the cell with every movement that I make. All this to just keep me from the freedom of the wide open plains beyond the bars of my window. I didn't like rules and I broke them whenever I could. That was why I was here rotting in this Mexican hell hole of a prison. Logan Collins was hell bent and he would be the first one to admit it. Cattle Rustler, Bank Thief, Hired Gun .......... the list went on. One thing he wasn't though was a man that took...

They came in the night breaking and smashing. I heard my ma put up a fight, but then came the shot and I heard her body hit the floor of our old cabin. Now I was crouched under the old foot bridge, the water although still ice cold from winter melt higher up in the mountains couldn't compare to the chill I felt in my heart. These men meant to kill me stone cold dead. All because of my blood some said, but I knew the truth. This was no backwoods feud. These were government men. I had to get west to my Uncle Taran. He'd help me. Tara Collins wasn't use to the ways of civilized society the likes...

Endless miles and asteroids to dodge. Never stopping for too long. To stop meant death. I know, because its happened before. Despite knowing I just wanted to stop and make an end of it, but then everyone would die. I couldn't allow that so the journey through the stars would have to go on. On until something happened. Something that would change everything. I prayed it would only happen soon or else I might loose my faith, as it was all the other remnants of my people already had. That's why they were dead and I wasn't. Siringo Collins the leader of a worn fleet of survivors, constantly has...

A quest for endless power by some becomes a race by nations to learn the secrets long since buried by the few who rule the surface of the world. They were warned not to meddle in the affairs of below, but in the face of planetary disaster choices are made. Choices beckon that could destroy what has been held so long in secret even as a brighter future for some is promised. All choices have consequences, but few have the responsibility of purpose to make the right ones. Samantha has found herself in the unenviable position of being exclusively wanted by the government to take part in an...

They desire me - They hate me - They molded me - They tortured me - They used me I can't give up because I'm different now. I will never give up exposing the truth of who they are Shoot me - Poison Me - Chase Me - Restrain me - Terrorize Me I don't care anymore. I've been redeemed and I'm standing where my God has placed me. I know the evil you've done. You know who you are. I'm not running. Come and get me A highly trained Russian assassin.......... An ex-pop superstar singer who just won't be silenced........... A New World Order, who plans to destroy what God has redeemed........ All...