With his girlfriend in a coma and hanging by a thread, he becomes embroiled in a plan to blow-up US and Cuba’s fledgling relationship. Along with his wayward mate, the colorful Trufante, they fight to save Mel’s life and get back everything he’s lost. Experience the Florida Keys in this new adventure by best-selling author Steven Becker. Wood’s Reach Desperate for money and with Alicia in danger, Mac is forced to deal with a dubious antiquities dealer. The treasure hunt turns deadly as he tries to solve the riddle of the relic he found years ago. Wood’s Revenge Minding his own business is what Mac Travis does best until a strong storm coupled with a king tide brings dead fish to his doorstep. Mac investigates the cause, discovering a murder and wreck at a testing station in Florida Bay. The trail leads him deep into the backcountry of the Florida Keys where he uncovers a plan that could lead to the destruction of the Everglades. Along with Mel and Trufante, he sets out to save the ecosystem but soon becomes embroiled in the politics and power of Big Sugar. The forces collide in this action-packed thriller box set featuring plenty of boating, SCUBA diving, fishing and flavored with a generous dose of Conch Republic counterculture.

     The Tree of Penance is the third installment of the post-apocalyptic and dystopian thrill ride of the Society Lost Series! If you like SHTF, TEOTWAWKI, vigilante justice, prepper, dystopian, post-apocalyptic tales filled with action, adventure, tragedy, and triumph, join former Sheriff Jessie Townsend as his journey takes him across a nation that is a mere shell of its former self after suffering numerous devastating blows from an orchestrated collapse and the attacks that followed. Along the way, Jessie encounters both friend and foe in a world that has become as lawless as the old-west frontier. Join him as he continues his quest in, The Tree of Penance. . Other works from this author include: The Last Layover: The New Homefront, Volume One The Guardians: The New Homefront, Volume Two The Blue Ridge Resistance: The New Homefront, Volume Three The Resolution: The New Homefront, Volume Four Viking One: A New Homefront Novel The Shepherd: Society Lost, Volume One Betrayal: Society Lost, Volume Two Erebus: An Apocalyptic Thriller JET: Dangerous Prey The Edge of Civility

    

    What he wasn't prepared for was the total destruction of everyone and everything he cared about. His journey from personal vendetta to becoming a guiding force in the New Constitution Army puts his fighting abilities and survival to the test. Porter Jones had to grow up quickly and learn to survive in a world gone mad. With help he finds along the way, he develops skills to protect and defend his newly adopted family. He joins a group of warriors fighting with the New Constitution Army helping to restore the original US Constitution and defeat America's enemies.

    He knows the journey to Texas will be long and difficult, but his heart and mind simply won’t rest until he locates his family. In Apocalypse Trails, bestselling author Joe Nobody takes the reader along on a thrilling adventure through a world that is barely alive. Humanity is threatened with extinction as society has been buried under a blizzard of volcanic ash. Join Commander Jack Cisco as he ventures across this doomsday landscape, encountering both the best and the worst mankind has to offer.

    Series is here. Get ready to lose sleep with this one!Martin Drummond will stop at nothing to find Maeve Leander and her family.But the threat Martin offers pales in comparison to the world ending cataclysm that is now on the horizon.____________________________Maeve Leader and her group has found a safe haven thanks to Adam Watson. But they all know its temporary. Martin Drummond has redoubled his efforts to find them.Despite the tranquility of their surroundings, there's no peace to be found for Maeve. She still doesn't know the fate of Pop and Crackle and she has no way of contacting Agaren.When Agaren finally makes contact, it is not to facilitate the joyful reunion Maeve had envisioned. The Council has an ultimatum for the people of Earth.One the people of Earth may not be able to meet.And if they don't, the Council will exact a world shattering cost.

    Rachel Harroway, a homicide detective gifted in the arts and communication with the dead, tracks a serial killer lurking in the shadows for the last twenty-five years. The closer Rachel gets to solving the mystery, the more the unforgiving Appalachian winter weather and supernatural energies push back, forcing Rachel to decide how far she'll go for a man society has forsaken.

    He spends his time with Katelyn’s brother at the roadblocks, waiting to see if the government will launch an offensive to clear out the park. Increasing drone strikes rain death from above, so the rebels take to hiding in caves in the less accessible areas. When word comes of a military build-up outside the park, a pre-emptive strike might be in order…. Blowing bridges. Scaring them away. Giving them a black eye, and making it not worth coming back. Fall colors beautify the Smokies, but the rest of the world is ugly—turning brown and dying. It’s up to Zach and his prepper family to survive for the rebirth, if they can make it that long.

    But, there is a greater danger to the two families than the deadline. The enemy is closer than they think, and the enemy is watching. The Burrows and the Tillers thought that they had eliminated the enemy at the battle for the pipeline terminal…but they were wrong.

    Decisions have to be made. Options are few as Nate and his family quickly become surrounded by new dangers. The former US Army Ranger will need all of his skills to endure, survive and escape.

    Their first kiss. The first time a bullet bit into their flesh. The first time they killed a man. They say everyone comes from somewhere. Well, the place I come from, they say you ain't really a man until you've been shot. So I guess that means I'm a man. This is a story about a couple of things. It's about my grandpa and the Nazi memorabilia he keeps hidden in the barn. It's about the time he killed my dog and knocked me near to death. It's about my daddy's rifle and the first time I really used it. It's called First Blood, and that's an apt title. Everyone comes from somewhere. Everyone has a first time. Everyone has a story. This is mine. This prologue novella sets the scene for one of the most full-throttle CIA assassin series to hit bookstores in years. It has been created from the ground up, with the help of present and former national security operatives, to fill the space between Jason Bourne and Mitch Rapp. The extensive series will see one new novel every six weeks during 2019. Don’t miss your chance to get in on the series that has already garnered critical praise and a passionate readership. Reader relations: http://eepurl.com/dN8rC5 Prequel Novella: Jack Hunter Origin Story Prequel Novella: First Blood Book 1: Headshot Book 2: Super Sniper Book 3: Coming October 2019

    If you own a prior version, please go to Manage Your Content & Devices and update. Four former Army Rangers have been prepping for an eventual apocalyptic event for more than two years in the mountains of Tennessee. The four have made a wager on what the event would be, an economic collapse, a worldwide pandemic, a killer asteroid, or the eruption of a caldera in Yellowstone National Park. Nothing the men saw in the horrors of battle in Afghanistan or Iraq could begin to compare to the actual apocalyptic event that happens in their own backyard. The pure devastation and chaos caused by the event is unparalleled, and only the strongest will survive. Would you be able to survive? Join us for discussion on Facebook -- New Madrid Fan Club (@NewMadridBooks) OR if you prefer to be on our mailing list -- email the Author at NewMadridFans@aol.com

    Holding on to those resources will be tougher.Three weeks after the mother of all solar storms, power is out, communications are down, and transportation is mostly non-existent. Fear and panic run rampant. Resources run scarce. Looting, rioting, and general mayhem advance as the dark side of humanity takes hold.Retired Air Force Major Sam Pratt, along with his best friend, Chet Stevens, their recent traveling companion, Tiffany Conway, and her parents double down on their plan to wait out the apocalypse at Sam’s cabin in the foothills of Tennessee. Food is the first order of business. They’ll need plenty to survive the two years or more they expect it will take for the lights to return. Should Sam and his friends make do with what the land provides, or claim their fair share of what food remains?Security is the second order of business. To defend against an expected onslaught of hungry people, Sam and his cadre form an alliance with the nearby town of Townsend. The population is small, manageable, and led by a select few with military experience. They anticipate no shortage of marauders willing to kill for what the town has. And Townsend, Tennessee, with its access to fresh water and miles of remote forest teeming with game and fish, is prime real estate for seemingly everyone with a gun. Sam and his friends have a decision to make. Stand and fight with the town, fall back to the cabin, or fade into the mountains?Decisions have consequences, and mistakes are often counted with lost lives. Is survival in this post-apocalyptic world even feasible?

    He had worked the same job his entire adult life, he had never married and he had no children. He was used to doing things on his own. His comfortable life was shaken to the core the day he learned of his fathers death. It set in motion life altering events and the allure of a new life that was too great to walk away from. When an Electromagnetic Pulse brings the modern world to its knees, Jason's choice proves to be the right one. EXCERPT “You should see yourselves,” the rough male voice said. There was something eerily familiar about it. He chuckled a little. “You see, I told you girls, didn’t I? The looks on their faces would be purely magical, priceless even!” the man said. The two women stepped farther into the light. They were identical twins. I knew one as Kari, Braden knew the other as Isabella. When the man stepped into the light. My heart stopped. “OH….” Jill said quietly. “MY….” I whispered. “GOD….” Braden finished. “Is that any way to greet your father and your sisters?” Jack Sterling asked as the trio closed to a few feet from us. I felt my knees go weak; my head was spinning. I wasn’t even sure if I was still breathing. The fine line that separates reality from imagination was suddenly gone. What had only a few minutes before been a straight, defined path, had become shrouded in a mist of skepticism and fear. Just before I’d lost sight of that path, I could swear I’d seen a “Dangerous Curves” road sign. I also knew things were travelling far too fast to even attempt negotiating those twists and turns. There are times when reacting too slowly can save your life. For instance; you have a blowout on your car at 70 MPH on the freeway. Reacting slowly can keep you from doing the opposite and rolling your car. This wasn’t one of those times. This wreck was going to happen. Just like the blowout, I was experiencing the sudden onslaught of emotions. Panic.... Surprise.... Anger.... Most of all was fear. Pure, unadulterated fear. You know, the kind of fear that leaves you unable to speak or scream. The fear that leaves you unable to move, let alone run for your life. The fear that can cause time to stop along with your heart. A slight breeze picked up in the late summer night and it felt like a blast straight out of the arctic, in the dead of winter. I could feel the goosebumps on my arms and neck. Even though I was sweating profusely, my entire body was frozen. All I could do was stand there, mouth open, thoughts racing. My mind was beginning to explode with questions for the man before me, my father, Jack Sterling. Every thought stopped just short of exiting my mouth. The words prob-ably couldn’t get past the fact that my heart was jammed firmly in my throat. That’s probably the same reason I hadn’t taken a breath either. Was I dead? Was this the spirit of my father coming to take me into the light? That thought left as quickly as it had come only to be replaced by anoth-er, darker notion. Maybe he had come to take me to Hell.... I stood, unmoving, as he began to cover the last few steps between us. This was it. This is how it all ended. He stopped less than an arm’s length away. I could smell him now. The slightest hint of body odor with just a hint of diesel fuel. The only scent of him that I could remember was his cologne. He’d always been clean shaven, wearing a pressed blue or black suit and that damned cologne. He reached for me, and as much as I wanted to, I was unable to pull away. I wanted to run away screaming like a small child. I could feel my muscles tremble as his hand came ever closer.