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Welcome To Anna
Little does 17 year old Zoe, realize, but the Chupracabra followed her to Ohio from South America. What happens next is a series of chilling mysteries, and unsuspecting friendships and love.
Little does 17 year old Zoe, realize, but the Chupracabra followed her to Ohio from South America. What happens next is a series of chilling mysteries, and unsuspecting friendships and love.
The Hunter's Bride
When all game warden Daren Abram, had to worry about was which lucky lady to woo, he comes to the realization that his town is being stalked by the reincarnation of the town's legend.
When all game warden Daren Abram, had to worry about was which lucky lady to woo, he comes to the realization that his town is being stalked by the reincarnation of the town's legend.
Moon People
For teenage mermaid Constance, coming to the quaint seaside town of Willowick, is heavenly, until she falls for mortal boy Drake. For the town to survive, Constance is forced to choose between her kind and the boy and town she loves.
For teenage mermaid Constance, coming to the quaint seaside town of Willowick, is heavenly, until she falls for mortal boy Drake. For the town to survive, Constance is forced to choose between her kind and the boy and town she loves.
The Pack
When young Lycan Sonny Red Blanket, a Shawnee Indian falls for mortal girl Drenda Way, he must save her from his fellow Lycan's and stop a werewolf uprising.
When young Lycan Sonny Red Blanket, a Shawnee Indian falls for mortal girl Drenda Way, he must save her from his fellow Lycan's and stop a werewolf uprising.
The Bidding
Apiologist 34-year-old Duncan McPherson goes to Circleville, Ohio, to investigate a series of mysterious bee attacks. What is uncovered proves to be more dark and sinister then anyone imaged.
Apiologist 34-year-old Duncan McPherson goes to Circleville, Ohio, to investigate a series of mysterious bee attacks. What is uncovered proves to be more dark and sinister then anyone imaged.
The Agreement
Incarcerated in the abandoned Roseville jail, is the last thing rich college student and speeder Brice Conrad, needs. With an "agreement" between the town and a permanent demonic "guest", only the unfortunate ones know the truth, but do not live to tell.
Incarcerated in the abandoned Roseville jail, is the last thing rich college student and speeder Brice Conrad, needs. With an "agreement" between the town and a permanent demonic "guest", only the unfortunate ones know the truth, but do not live to tell.
For The Love Of Ginnie
Handsome bachelor and Scientist Alex Anderson from the thirtieth century, returns to the Civil War with time serum to save his beloved Ginnie Wade from a snipers bullet, while finding a roller coaster ride of joy and perils.
Handsome bachelor and Scientist Alex Anderson from the thirtieth century, returns to the Civil War with time serum to save his beloved Ginnie Wade from a snipers bullet, while finding a roller coaster ride of joy and perils.
Is It Only A Myth?
When 32-year-old Vinton County Sheriff, James "Jim" Connors, discovers he has a Mothman hunting in his county, he stops at nothing to save his citizens.
When 32-year-old Vinton County Sheriff, James "Jim" Connors, discovers he has a Mothman hunting in his county, he stops at nothing to save his citizens.
The Proposition
The rough and ready cowboy John Queenie gets the shock of his life, when the ad to break a "wild filly" turns out to be a fiery Quaker girl named Tess. This is a story proving love conquers all.
The rough and ready cowboy John Queenie gets the shock of his life, when the ad to break a "wild filly" turns out to be a fiery Quaker girl named Tess. This is a story proving love conquers all.
The House On Shady Lane
A seemingly loving family turns out to be serial killers in 1873.
A seemingly loving family turns out to be serial killers in 1873.
Love's Curse
When an Egypt love curse scroll is stolen from a Dean's office, persons begin dying in bizarre and grisly ways, with the college's mascot a Viking King statue jokingly blamed for it.
When an Egypt love curse scroll is stolen from a Dean's office, persons begin dying in bizarre and grisly ways, with the college's mascot a Viking King statue jokingly blamed for it.
Excerpt :
For the Love of Ginnie
I don’t know why I wanted to
save the life of a person I never met. Maybe it was because I was tired of
bachelorhood. Maybe it was because I was a chemist and the unusual, and
unexplained, fascinated me. Or, maybe, it was because I was obsessed with this
twenty-year-old, dark-haired beauty named Mary Virginia “Ginnie” Wade I had
read about.
These questions filtered
through my mind as I drove to the bar to meet my best friend Will.
Will’s favorite hangout was “The
Bling,” originally an old truck stop on State Route 93, in Nelsonville, Ohio.
The place became a restaurant/lounge/dance hall and brothel when semis no
longer became a necessity for long distance hauling. The invention of the
transporter also replaced many other primitive jobs such as mail
delivery and travel. “The Bling” was best known for the large flashing lights
suggesting scantily clad women in seductive positions above the front entrance,
and its “bulldogs,” monster-sized bouncers in Armani suits who patrolled its
two-block perimeter, inside and out.
“The Bling,” just another
joint with a sleazy atmosphere, like all alcohol-serving establishments,
differed only in that it catered exclusively to class “A” clientele.
Politely—or maybe not so politely—everyone called it the “Whorehouse for the
rich and bored.” Its reputation grew. Its income grew even faster.
I pulled up in front and
exited my vintage DeLorian, tossing the keys to the baby-faced valet, by-passed
the doorman with no questions asked. Just an exchange of large smiles between
us. Will was also part-owner.
As I entered the twenty-four
carat gold, electronic doors, Will immediately spotted me and motioned me
toward the bar with his diamond embellished hand.
I loved sitting at the bar.
It was the perfect place to see the shows. “Two double scotches and water,”
Will said, as we shook hands, and I slid into my seat beside him, just as the
tall, leggy waitress produced the drinks in an instant.
I immediately recognized the “girl”
as one of the latest “do-everything-like-a-wife” robotics. Robot manufacturing
had become a booming business since the last war destroyed the immune and
reproductive systems in most humans, especially females.
“I don’t know why you waste
your time flirting with non-humans,” I said, cautiously sipping my drink. The
immense emptiness of not being able to acquire a wife and soul mate, I felt at
this age in my life, almost drove me to alcoholism, but my boss and mentor,
Doctor Obar Gabry, intervened, saving my life and promising career.
“Because, dear friend,” Will
began, “beggars can’t be choosey, and ladies are in scarce supply. Beside,
these ‘girls’ are all pink inside.”
“Ugh!” I said, gulping
down a large swallow of alcohol as if it could wash away my friend’s vile
mental picture from my mind.
“Come on, Alex, loosen up.
Live a little.” Will motioned to the waitress for another round of drinks. “You’re
alive, so act like it. Don’t let your beautiful mind go to waste. This world
needs people like you. People started treating me like a god once I became an
entrepreneur, and I love it.”
I had to laugh. Maybe my
self-pity stage had outlived its use. Only I can find a wife for myself. I
certainly won’t ask Will to hook me up. His sense of values are as artificial
as the women he beds.
The pain and loneliness I
felt at times from yearning for a life-long partner and family wasn’t easy to
accomplish. Scientific and Medical technology still could not reverse the
sterilization effects on the female species.
Sure there were some human
women to date. But most were either sterile, too old, too young, or there was
just no chemistry between the two of us. I wanted that spark that unites
between two people madly in love...like my parents. I never met any couple
happier with one another then my beloved parents. That’s the kind of love I
want…never ending.
The emptiness and frustration
of not finding companionship at times made me want to die. But that was the
loneliness talking. I know that now. I love life. I want to live, and I know
who I want for a wife. It’s just that meeting her would be a little tricky.
Abruptly, I asked, “What do
you think about time travel?”
“Are you serious?” Will
asked. “Scientists have tried to conquer time travel for hundreds of years, and
failed.”
“Maybe they failed because
they weren’t Doctor Gabry and me.”
Will looked at me in awe. “Oh,
my god, you’re serious!”
“We discovered something
today in the lab,” I said, giving him an arrogant smile. “We believe this is
the answer.”
“So who is to be the Guinea
pig?”
“Me.”
Silence came from Will, then
a gasp. “That could be suicide.”
“Or the biggest discovery of
the thirtieth century.”
Author Bio:
JoAnne lives in Ohio, and
works at a local nursing home. The author of 7 books, JoAnne also canvas
paints. JoAnne enjoys time with relatives, her dog Jasmine, and volunteers her
time within the community. JoAnne believes in family values and following your
dreams. Her original canvas paintings, can be found at:
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