Author: Kelsey Ketch
Publisher: Kelsey Ketch
ISBN:
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 324
Book Description
After arriving at Death Island, Meriden Cummings became haunted by dreams of a young Mayan woman’s death. A death, Meriden fears, foreshadows her own. And she soon discovers that in this tropical paradise, there are many ways to die. On top of that, the pirates after her great-grandfather’s treasure are not far behind. Can she and her crew stay one step ahead of them and the Mayan god that inhabits the island? Meriden is not the only one haunted by the young Mayan woman’s death. Gregory Wilson has had similar dreams the moment he stepped foot on the island. In addition, he has seen the Mayan god of death, Ah Puch. Will he be able to protect Meriden from the earthly dangers as well as the supernatural forces seeking her demise?
Death Island
Author: Kelsey Ketch
Publisher: Kelsey Ketch
ISBN:
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 324
Book Description
After arriving at Death Island, Meriden Cummings became haunted by dreams of a young Mayan woman’s death. A death, Meriden fears, foreshadows her own. And she soon discovers that in this tropical paradise, there are many ways to die. On top of that, the pirates after her great-grandfather’s treasure are not far behind. Can she and her crew stay one step ahead of them and the Mayan god that inhabits the island? Meriden is not the only one haunted by the young Mayan woman’s death. Gregory Wilson has had similar dreams the moment he stepped foot on the island. In addition, he has seen the Mayan god of death, Ah Puch. Will he be able to protect Meriden from the earthly dangers as well as the supernatural forces seeking her demise?
Publisher: Kelsey Ketch
ISBN:
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 324
Book Description
After arriving at Death Island, Meriden Cummings became haunted by dreams of a young Mayan woman’s death. A death, Meriden fears, foreshadows her own. And she soon discovers that in this tropical paradise, there are many ways to die. On top of that, the pirates after her great-grandfather’s treasure are not far behind. Can she and her crew stay one step ahead of them and the Mayan god that inhabits the island? Meriden is not the only one haunted by the young Mayan woman’s death. Gregory Wilson has had similar dreams the moment he stepped foot on the island. In addition, he has seen the Mayan god of death, Ah Puch. Will he be able to protect Meriden from the earthly dangers as well as the supernatural forces seeking her demise?
Dead Island
Author: Mark Morris
Publisher: Random House
ISBN: 1446497305
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 336
Book Description
What will you do? How far will you go? What will you become? Welcome to Banoi, a tropical island where you can leave the stresses of the world behind... Welcome to the Royal Palms Resort - which offers its guests from around the world the ultimate in luxury and relaxation... Welcome to the holiday paradise where your dreams should come true...but where a nightmare is about to begin.... Because a mysterious epidemic has suddenly, and without warning, broken out across the island. The local islanders, hotel guests and workers alike are struck down - only to rise again, craving the flesh and the blood of the still living. For four of the holidaymakers and a handful of others scattered around Banoi who are seemingly unaffected by the plague, they must face the awful, terrifying reality of a zombie apocalypse. Now there is only one thing left to do: survive. Welcome to Dead Island... a paradise to die for.
Publisher: Random House
ISBN: 1446497305
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 336
Book Description
What will you do? How far will you go? What will you become? Welcome to Banoi, a tropical island where you can leave the stresses of the world behind... Welcome to the Royal Palms Resort - which offers its guests from around the world the ultimate in luxury and relaxation... Welcome to the holiday paradise where your dreams should come true...but where a nightmare is about to begin.... Because a mysterious epidemic has suddenly, and without warning, broken out across the island. The local islanders, hotel guests and workers alike are struck down - only to rise again, craving the flesh and the blood of the still living. For four of the holidaymakers and a handful of others scattered around Banoi who are seemingly unaffected by the plague, they must face the awful, terrifying reality of a zombie apocalypse. Now there is only one thing left to do: survive. Welcome to Dead Island... a paradise to die for.
Death Island
Author: Robert Sutherland
Publisher: Richmond Hill, Ont. : Scholastic Canada
ISBN: 9780590241908
Category : Detective and mystery stories
Languages : en
Pages : 167
Book Description
Publisher: Richmond Hill, Ont. : Scholastic Canada
ISBN: 9780590241908
Category : Detective and mystery stories
Languages : en
Pages : 167
Book Description
Life and Death in Rikers Island
Author: Homer Venters
Publisher: Johns Hopkins University Press
ISBN: 1421427354
Category : Medical
Languages : en
Pages : 201
Book Description
Shining a light on the deadly health consequences of incarceration. Finalist in the PROSE Award for Best Book in Anthropology, Criminology, and Sociology by the Association of American Publishers Kalief Browder was 16 when he was arrested in the Bronx for allegedly stealing a backpack. Unable to raise bail and unwilling to plead guilty to a crime he didn't commit, Browder spent three years in New York's infamous Rikers Island jail—two in solitary confinement—while awaiting trial. After his case was dismissed in 2013, Browder returned to his family, haunted by his ordeal. Suffering through the lonely hell of solitary, Browder had been violently attacked by fellow prisoners and corrections officers throughout his incarceration. Consumed with depression, Browder committed suicide in 2015. He was just 22 years old. In Life and Death in Rikers Island, Homer Venters, the former chief medical officer for New York City's jails, explains the profound health risks associated with incarceration. From neglect and sexual abuse to blocked access to care and exposure to brutality, Venters details how jails are designed and run to create new health risks for prisoners—all while forcing doctors and nurses into complicity or silence. Pairing prisoner experiences with cutting-edge research into prison risk, Venters reveals the disproportionate extent to which the health risks of jail are meted out to those with behavioral health problems and people of color. He also presents compelling data on alternative strategies that can reduce health risks. This revelatory and groundbreaking book concludes with the author's analysis of the case for closing Rikers Island jails and his advice on how to do it for the good of the incarcerated.
Publisher: Johns Hopkins University Press
ISBN: 1421427354
Category : Medical
Languages : en
Pages : 201
Book Description
Shining a light on the deadly health consequences of incarceration. Finalist in the PROSE Award for Best Book in Anthropology, Criminology, and Sociology by the Association of American Publishers Kalief Browder was 16 when he was arrested in the Bronx for allegedly stealing a backpack. Unable to raise bail and unwilling to plead guilty to a crime he didn't commit, Browder spent three years in New York's infamous Rikers Island jail—two in solitary confinement—while awaiting trial. After his case was dismissed in 2013, Browder returned to his family, haunted by his ordeal. Suffering through the lonely hell of solitary, Browder had been violently attacked by fellow prisoners and corrections officers throughout his incarceration. Consumed with depression, Browder committed suicide in 2015. He was just 22 years old. In Life and Death in Rikers Island, Homer Venters, the former chief medical officer for New York City's jails, explains the profound health risks associated with incarceration. From neglect and sexual abuse to blocked access to care and exposure to brutality, Venters details how jails are designed and run to create new health risks for prisoners—all while forcing doctors and nurses into complicity or silence. Pairing prisoner experiences with cutting-edge research into prison risk, Venters reveals the disproportionate extent to which the health risks of jail are meted out to those with behavioral health problems and people of color. He also presents compelling data on alternative strategies that can reduce health risks. This revelatory and groundbreaking book concludes with the author's analysis of the case for closing Rikers Island jails and his advice on how to do it for the good of the incarcerated.
Dead Man's Island
Author: Carolyn Hart
Publisher: Crimeline
ISBN: 0307569373
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 353
Book Description
“A sassy heroine . . . [Henrie O] says what she thinks (when it serves her purposes) and pulls no punches.”—Chicago Sun-Times When arrogant media magnate Chase Prescott is nearly killed by a box of cyanide-laced candy, he dials his long-ago lover, retired newshound Henrietta O’Dwyer Collins, with a simple request: He’ll assemble all the suspects if Henrie O will kindly point out the would-be murderer. It’s a case—her first—that fills Henrie O with grave misgivings, especially when she arrives on Chase’s private island off the South Carolina coast to meet the players in this deadly drama. Among Prescott’s unstable young wife, his sullen stepson, and his toady of a secretary, she has trouble narrowing the field of suspects—even when a second attempt is made on Chase’s life. As Henrie O unearths a will and fascinating new evidence, a killer hurricane sweeps up from Cuba, threatening to maroon them in this vacation hell . . . where the trappings of luxury are put to lethal use and the secrets of the past have the power to engulf them all.
Publisher: Crimeline
ISBN: 0307569373
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 353
Book Description
“A sassy heroine . . . [Henrie O] says what she thinks (when it serves her purposes) and pulls no punches.”—Chicago Sun-Times When arrogant media magnate Chase Prescott is nearly killed by a box of cyanide-laced candy, he dials his long-ago lover, retired newshound Henrietta O’Dwyer Collins, with a simple request: He’ll assemble all the suspects if Henrie O will kindly point out the would-be murderer. It’s a case—her first—that fills Henrie O with grave misgivings, especially when she arrives on Chase’s private island off the South Carolina coast to meet the players in this deadly drama. Among Prescott’s unstable young wife, his sullen stepson, and his toady of a secretary, she has trouble narrowing the field of suspects—even when a second attempt is made on Chase’s life. As Henrie O unearths a will and fascinating new evidence, a killer hurricane sweeps up from Cuba, threatening to maroon them in this vacation hell . . . where the trappings of luxury are put to lethal use and the secrets of the past have the power to engulf them all.
Death Island Lighthouse
Author: Drac Von Stoller
Publisher: Drac Von Stoller
ISBN: 1476087547
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 6
Book Description
Seth Harrington always dreamed of living in a mansion with an oceanfront view. He knew that this dream would only be a dream if he didn't finish school and become a doctor. Seth was finishing up his last semester in college and his dream was closer to becoming a reality. Finally, his graduation day was here and as he walked across the stage and his diploma was placed in his hands, he said, "I made it, thank you so much," as he shook the President of the college's hand. Seth's private practice was flourishing and now that he had enough money saved up, he took a couple weeks off from his practice to find his beautiful mansion with an oceanfront view. After about a week of searching and frustration, Seth was ready to board the next flight home. Just as he was about to give up and turn his car around and head back to the airport, he decided to go down one more road. And thank goodness he did. There stood in an isolated area the most beautiful mansion he had ever seen, just like one he'd been dreaming about. Seth started tearing up and said to himself, "If I had given up my dream would have vanished in the ocean's breeze." Seth pulled up to the mansion and stepped out of his vehicle and as he was canvassing the area he noticed a lighthouse about a couple of hundred yards away from the mansion. Seth said, "That's cool a lighthouse, I wonder if that comes with the mansion." He wasn't even sure if the mansion was for sale because he didn't see a For Sale sign in front of the mansion. The reason he didn't see a For Sale sign is because the sign fell over and was buried in the sand. The previous owners left a couple of years ago in terror. They took nothing with them just the clothes on their backs. Food was left on the kitchen table as though it was still occupied and the furniture was still in place. As Seth was strolling through the mansion he noticed a note next to the telephone in the study. Being curious, he picked up the note and read it. The note said, "If you should be interested in purchasing the mansion call this number below. If you are wondering why food was left on the kitchen table and all the furniture was left behind, a death in the family kept me out of the country, and would have been too expensive to ship all the furniture out of the country. The furniture stays along with the lighthouse. If you're serious about purchasing the mansion, just call the number below and I think we can work something out."
Publisher: Drac Von Stoller
ISBN: 1476087547
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 6
Book Description
Seth Harrington always dreamed of living in a mansion with an oceanfront view. He knew that this dream would only be a dream if he didn't finish school and become a doctor. Seth was finishing up his last semester in college and his dream was closer to becoming a reality. Finally, his graduation day was here and as he walked across the stage and his diploma was placed in his hands, he said, "I made it, thank you so much," as he shook the President of the college's hand. Seth's private practice was flourishing and now that he had enough money saved up, he took a couple weeks off from his practice to find his beautiful mansion with an oceanfront view. After about a week of searching and frustration, Seth was ready to board the next flight home. Just as he was about to give up and turn his car around and head back to the airport, he decided to go down one more road. And thank goodness he did. There stood in an isolated area the most beautiful mansion he had ever seen, just like one he'd been dreaming about. Seth started tearing up and said to himself, "If I had given up my dream would have vanished in the ocean's breeze." Seth pulled up to the mansion and stepped out of his vehicle and as he was canvassing the area he noticed a lighthouse about a couple of hundred yards away from the mansion. Seth said, "That's cool a lighthouse, I wonder if that comes with the mansion." He wasn't even sure if the mansion was for sale because he didn't see a For Sale sign in front of the mansion. The reason he didn't see a For Sale sign is because the sign fell over and was buried in the sand. The previous owners left a couple of years ago in terror. They took nothing with them just the clothes on their backs. Food was left on the kitchen table as though it was still occupied and the furniture was still in place. As Seth was strolling through the mansion he noticed a note next to the telephone in the study. Being curious, he picked up the note and read it. The note said, "If you should be interested in purchasing the mansion call this number below. If you are wondering why food was left on the kitchen table and all the furniture was left behind, a death in the family kept me out of the country, and would have been too expensive to ship all the furniture out of the country. The furniture stays along with the lighthouse. If you're serious about purchasing the mansion, just call the number below and I think we can work something out."
Death in the Family
Author: Tessa Wegert
Publisher: Berkley
ISBN: 0593097890
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 322
Book Description
A storm-struck island. A blood-soaked bed. A missing man. In this captivating mystery that's perfect for fans of Knives Out, Senior Investigator Shana Merchant discovers that murder is a family affair. Thirteen months ago, former NYPD detective Shana Merchant barely survived being abducted by a serial killer. Now hoping to leave grisly murder cases behind, she's taken a job in her fiancé's sleepy hometown in the Thousand Islands region of Upstate New York. But as a nor'easter bears down on her new territory, Shana and fellow investigator Tim Wellington receive a call about a man missing on a private island. Shana and Tim travel to the isolated island owned by the wealthy Sinclair family to question the witnesses. They arrive to find blood on the scene and a house full of Sinclair family and friends on edge. While Tim guesses they're dealing with a runaway case, Shana is convinced that they have a murder on their hands. As the gale intensifies outside, she starts conducting interviews and discovers the Sinclairs and their guests are crawling with dark and dangerous secrets. Trapped on the island by the raging storm with only Tim whose reliability is thrown into question, the increasingly restless suspects, and her own trauma-fueled flashbacks for company, Shana will have to trust the one person her abduction destroyed her faith in--herself. But time is ticking down, because if Shana's right, a killer is in their midst and as the pressure mounts, so do the odds that they'll strike again.
Publisher: Berkley
ISBN: 0593097890
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 322
Book Description
A storm-struck island. A blood-soaked bed. A missing man. In this captivating mystery that's perfect for fans of Knives Out, Senior Investigator Shana Merchant discovers that murder is a family affair. Thirteen months ago, former NYPD detective Shana Merchant barely survived being abducted by a serial killer. Now hoping to leave grisly murder cases behind, she's taken a job in her fiancé's sleepy hometown in the Thousand Islands region of Upstate New York. But as a nor'easter bears down on her new territory, Shana and fellow investigator Tim Wellington receive a call about a man missing on a private island. Shana and Tim travel to the isolated island owned by the wealthy Sinclair family to question the witnesses. They arrive to find blood on the scene and a house full of Sinclair family and friends on edge. While Tim guesses they're dealing with a runaway case, Shana is convinced that they have a murder on their hands. As the gale intensifies outside, she starts conducting interviews and discovers the Sinclairs and their guests are crawling with dark and dangerous secrets. Trapped on the island by the raging storm with only Tim whose reliability is thrown into question, the increasingly restless suspects, and her own trauma-fueled flashbacks for company, Shana will have to trust the one person her abduction destroyed her faith in--herself. But time is ticking down, because if Shana's right, a killer is in their midst and as the pressure mounts, so do the odds that they'll strike again.
Death Island
Author: Nick Carter
Publisher: Ace Books
ISBN: 9780441142200
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 212
Book Description
Publisher: Ace Books
ISBN: 9780441142200
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 212
Book Description
Marooned on Death Island
Author: Drac Von Stoller
Publisher: Drac Von Stoller
ISBN: 1476051623
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 12
Book Description
It was their love for sailing that brought Jack and Karen Billings together. Anytime they had free time, they could be found aboard their most prized possession, the Marlow Explorer. The seventy-eight-foot yacht was large enough to seat about fifteen people and had always been the go-to place for countless parties, relaxing weekends, and romantic getaways. However, the demanding nature of work and everyday life often stole the majority of Jack and Karen’s time. Now over fifty years old, they were beginning to get back in touch with their love for the sea. Having just returned from a six-month-long sailing trip, the couple was eager to revive the lives of their friends as well. "Why don’t we throw a Halloween party?” Jack volunteered. “The weather looks perfect for sailing, and it’d be a great way to get all our friends back together.” Karen smiled at the thought, remembering the parties from their younger days. “That’s a great idea,” she replied. “It’s been so long since we’ve seen any of them. I’m sure they’d love to come.” Immediately Karen’s mind went to work on how to decorate the yacht and what costume she should wear. “Just picture it, Jack,” Karen said with excitement. “Cobwebs covering the walls below deck, ghosts hanging from the mast, vampires in coffins, and witches by a cauldron of punch. And, of course, a fog machine to complete the mood!” “Perfect!” Jack laughed and smiled at his wife. Just the thought of a party had brought out her youth. He watched her hurry around the yacht in excitement, planning out the perfect places for decorations. She eventually noticed him watching her and skipped over to him. “Well don’t just stand there!” She said with a giggle. “You’ve got some invitations to send!” About two weeks later, Halloween finally arrived. Karen had spent two days before the party decorating every square inch perfectly. "I hope everyone shows up on time," said Karen as she paced back and forth in the kitchen, dressed in her elaborate witch’s costume. Jack chuckled. "Don't worry,” he said, pulling her from her pacing and into a hug. “No one would miss a party like this!” Karen smiled and let herself be relaxed by his embrace. They walked onto the deckhand in hand and gazed out onto the horizon. “The ocean is so calm; not a cloud in the sky,” Jack remarked. They spent a few moments taking in the peaceful view until they heard the sound of car doors slamming. Jack turned around and saw three cars parked at the marina. He reached inside his pocket and pulled out two fangs. “Wouldn’t want to greet our old friends out of costume!” Jack said with a wink. They both moved towards the walkway excitedly and watched as their friends approached in full costume. First were Tim and Sarah Smith, whom they had known for nearly twenty years, dressed as Marc Antony and Cleopatra. Behind them were David and Martha Jackson, both cloaked in ghostly white sheets. Jack squinted to see the last couple. “I think that’s Sam and Emma Tate," said Jack eagerly. Karen leaned closer to see and nodded in confirmation. Sam was dressed as the Grim Reaper, complete with a plastic scythe, and Emma was wrapped from head to toe in bandages, making a convincing mummy. Karen and Jack enthusiastically greeted their guests, and everyone began chattering and catching up. Ten minutes later, the Marlow Explorer set sail on the calm ocean for the Halloween night cruise. Karen poured everyone a glass of champagne as they were catching up with one another. Jack tapped on his champagne glass with a spoon, and everyone turned their eyes to him. "Everyone, I have an announcement to make. Karen and I have been married now for thirty years. Having my closest friends here aboard with me makes it that much more of a special occasion.” Turning his attention to his wife, he continued with a tear in his eye, “Karen, darling, I just want to say thank you for the best years of my life. I want to give you this gift as a token of my appreciation." Everyone smiled as Karen stepped forward, now sobbing happily herself. "Thank you, darling,” she sniffed. “I'm so proud to be your wife. There's nothing I would have rather done than be with you all these years." Jack embraced Karen and handed her a neatly wrapped box. Everyone eagerly watched as she peeled back the glistening paper to reveal a rectangular-shaped velvet box. She lifted the lid, and everyone gasped at the gorgeous ruby necklace. Jack helped her place it around her neck, and everyone clapped and admired the beautiful gift. As the ladies engulfed Karen in a circle of glee, Tim Smith approached Jack. "I'm so happy for you and Karen,” he said with a smile. “You both are the most generous people I've ever met in my entire life. I just wish there were more like you. Then this world wouldn't be so corrupt."Jack placed his arm around his old friend. “Thanks, Tim. That means a lot to me, but you know I think you're just as great. I'll never forget the time when I was working on my car and the jack slipped and the car fell on my chest. If you didn't react the way you did, I wouldn't be here today. I honestly owe this all to you." Tim chuckled modestly and the two men fell silent. After some time, Tim suggested they head up on deck. When they climbed the stairs, they found the Tates stargazing and walked over to join them. Just as Jack was about to sit down he noticed a thick fog rolling in on the horizon. Sam followed his gaze. "I don't like the looks of that fog,” he said. “There could be a ship or something heading towards the yacht. We’d never see it coming."Jack frowned and nodded with concern. He opened up a compartment beside him and fished out a pair of binoculars. After observing the fog for a few moments, he handed them to Sam.“I’ll go turn on the spotlight, but that might not help too much.”We could shoot a flare,” Sam offered. Jack nodded and checked the same compartment for some. “Here, shoot one off and keep watch. I’ll be back in a few minutes.” Jack walked quickly over to his instrument panel and flipped on the spotlight. “That’s a bit better,” Jack said, somewhat relieved. He tried to pinpoint the yacht’s coordinates, but the compass was spinning out of control. He picked up the radio and tried to reach someone, but all he heard was static. “What the hell is going on?” He heard the flare shoot off and looked up, only to find that the fog was nearly fifty yards away. He squinted his eyes in disbelief and noticed something else. He could barely make out a tiny island emerging on the horizon. He looked down at the map, but there were no islands listed. Jack tried to steer the boat in the opposite direction, but it wouldn’t budge. He yanked the wheel with all his might but still couldn’t manage to move it at all. He felt himself begin to sweat nervously and picked up the radio receiver again. After several tries, the Coast Guard finally answered. “This is the Marlow Explorer and we’ve just entered some thick fog! My instruments don’t work, I can’t steer, and we’re approaching an island that I can’t seem to locate on the map--” The yacht rocked violently and knocked Jack off his feet, leaving the receiver hanging. He could see water spilling onto the deck and screamed, “My God! Everyone get below deck NOW!” Everyone ran downstairs while Jack scrambled to his feet, snatching up his map. He leaped below deck and sealed off the hatch before any more water poured into the cabin. Karen rushed over to her husband and held onto him, trembling with fear. Martha had begun to cry and her husband, David, was trying to console her. The rest sat quietly, looking to Jack for instructions."There's not much we can do. We've lost access to the radio for now, and I can't locate this island on my map. The instruments were spinning out of control like some magnetic force was taking over. I tried to steer the boat, but the wheel won’t--” “Oh, heavens!” Martha wailed, drowning out Jack. Panic swept over everyone, and Sarah began to sob as well. Sam looked at Jack with fear. “Where exactly are we?” Jack smoothed out his crumpled map on the table next to him. Sam, Tim, and David peered over his shoulder as Jack traced his finger across the surface. “If I'm not mistaken, we are smack dab in the Bermuda Triangle.” He cleared his throat, “I used to think the Bermuda Triangle stories were easily explained, but now... I'm not so sure.” Martha wailed even louder while David tried to keep her calm. "Maybe if we shoot more flares,” Sam said quickly, “A boat passing by might see us and radio in for help to get us back on course." “We’re in the Bermuda Triangle, Sam!” his wife blurted out. “Flares, radios--nothing is going to help us!” Martha erupted in agreement, and everyone began to talk over each other. Jack looked at Karen resolutely and pulled out a chair. He climbed onto it and whistled loudly. All the passengers got silent and looked up at him. Karen took his hand in support. "Everyone! We need to remain calm! It won’t do any good to panic.” "What do you think is going on here?" Sam asked. "I think--” Emma chimed in before Jack could respond, “I know we passed through another dimension. There’s no doorway back to the life we once knew!"Martha sobbed even louder, and David shot Emma an annoyed look."That's just not possible!” he said resolutely, holding his wife as she rocked back and forth. Jack hesitated for a moment before replying. “I think she’s right,” he said quietly. A pensive silence swept across the yacht as everyone attempted to process what was being said. “What about the island?” Karen offered, “There must be hope for us if we can reach it.” Tim and David nodded quickly in agreement. Sam walked over to the window and peered out at the approaching land mass."Dear God, I hope you're right." After about thirty minutes, the yacht sailed smoothly into the shallow waters surrounding the island. The storm had passed, and Jack opened the hatch to drop anchor and Sam followed close behind him. The sky was clear and the sea was eerily calm. Jack lowered down the anchor slowly into the dark water. “Tell the others to stay calm while we go check out the island,” Jack said. “Maybe there’s someone on the island that can help us get back home.” Sam disappeared below deck and a shrill wail followed his exit. “Martha,” Jack mumbled to himself, shaking his head. Sam reappeared and the two men paddled towards the island in a small lifeboat. “I can't believe how calm the weather is. It's like there never was any fog. That's what the Bermuda Triangle is notorious for," Jack remarked. "I know. Emma’s been fascinated by all those stories for years. She believes them." Jack paused for a moment, “Honestly...I believe them too.” They remained silent until they reached the island and split up to do a quick search. About ten minutes later they met back at the boat, having found no sign of life anywhere. "I think it's safe to bring everyone to the island and set up camp. We need to figure out how we’re going to survive until help arrives,” Jack said, slightly out of breath."Sounds like a plan to me," Sam replied. They climbed back into the lifeboat and rowed toward the yacht. As they got closer, they noticed everyone was standing on deck. The two men rowed as fast as they could and climbed aboard. David yelled to them, explaining that the motor on the pumps in the engine room had burned up. Water had been filling up the hull ever since they had left and the boat was sinking. Jack quickly boxed up some food and Sam got the flares, a gun, flashlights, binoculars, matches, and a rope and headed back to the island. All nine of the Marlow Explorer’s passengers watched in agony as the yacht was swallowed up by the ocean. "I'm sure if we build a big fire and shoot off some flares some passing ship will see us in a matter of minutes,” Sam said confidently. David and Tim chimed in in support and headed off to find firewood.
Publisher: Drac Von Stoller
ISBN: 1476051623
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 12
Book Description
It was their love for sailing that brought Jack and Karen Billings together. Anytime they had free time, they could be found aboard their most prized possession, the Marlow Explorer. The seventy-eight-foot yacht was large enough to seat about fifteen people and had always been the go-to place for countless parties, relaxing weekends, and romantic getaways. However, the demanding nature of work and everyday life often stole the majority of Jack and Karen’s time. Now over fifty years old, they were beginning to get back in touch with their love for the sea. Having just returned from a six-month-long sailing trip, the couple was eager to revive the lives of their friends as well. "Why don’t we throw a Halloween party?” Jack volunteered. “The weather looks perfect for sailing, and it’d be a great way to get all our friends back together.” Karen smiled at the thought, remembering the parties from their younger days. “That’s a great idea,” she replied. “It’s been so long since we’ve seen any of them. I’m sure they’d love to come.” Immediately Karen’s mind went to work on how to decorate the yacht and what costume she should wear. “Just picture it, Jack,” Karen said with excitement. “Cobwebs covering the walls below deck, ghosts hanging from the mast, vampires in coffins, and witches by a cauldron of punch. And, of course, a fog machine to complete the mood!” “Perfect!” Jack laughed and smiled at his wife. Just the thought of a party had brought out her youth. He watched her hurry around the yacht in excitement, planning out the perfect places for decorations. She eventually noticed him watching her and skipped over to him. “Well don’t just stand there!” She said with a giggle. “You’ve got some invitations to send!” About two weeks later, Halloween finally arrived. Karen had spent two days before the party decorating every square inch perfectly. "I hope everyone shows up on time," said Karen as she paced back and forth in the kitchen, dressed in her elaborate witch’s costume. Jack chuckled. "Don't worry,” he said, pulling her from her pacing and into a hug. “No one would miss a party like this!” Karen smiled and let herself be relaxed by his embrace. They walked onto the deckhand in hand and gazed out onto the horizon. “The ocean is so calm; not a cloud in the sky,” Jack remarked. They spent a few moments taking in the peaceful view until they heard the sound of car doors slamming. Jack turned around and saw three cars parked at the marina. He reached inside his pocket and pulled out two fangs. “Wouldn’t want to greet our old friends out of costume!” Jack said with a wink. They both moved towards the walkway excitedly and watched as their friends approached in full costume. First were Tim and Sarah Smith, whom they had known for nearly twenty years, dressed as Marc Antony and Cleopatra. Behind them were David and Martha Jackson, both cloaked in ghostly white sheets. Jack squinted to see the last couple. “I think that’s Sam and Emma Tate," said Jack eagerly. Karen leaned closer to see and nodded in confirmation. Sam was dressed as the Grim Reaper, complete with a plastic scythe, and Emma was wrapped from head to toe in bandages, making a convincing mummy. Karen and Jack enthusiastically greeted their guests, and everyone began chattering and catching up. Ten minutes later, the Marlow Explorer set sail on the calm ocean for the Halloween night cruise. Karen poured everyone a glass of champagne as they were catching up with one another. Jack tapped on his champagne glass with a spoon, and everyone turned their eyes to him. "Everyone, I have an announcement to make. Karen and I have been married now for thirty years. Having my closest friends here aboard with me makes it that much more of a special occasion.” Turning his attention to his wife, he continued with a tear in his eye, “Karen, darling, I just want to say thank you for the best years of my life. I want to give you this gift as a token of my appreciation." Everyone smiled as Karen stepped forward, now sobbing happily herself. "Thank you, darling,” she sniffed. “I'm so proud to be your wife. There's nothing I would have rather done than be with you all these years." Jack embraced Karen and handed her a neatly wrapped box. Everyone eagerly watched as she peeled back the glistening paper to reveal a rectangular-shaped velvet box. She lifted the lid, and everyone gasped at the gorgeous ruby necklace. Jack helped her place it around her neck, and everyone clapped and admired the beautiful gift. As the ladies engulfed Karen in a circle of glee, Tim Smith approached Jack. "I'm so happy for you and Karen,” he said with a smile. “You both are the most generous people I've ever met in my entire life. I just wish there were more like you. Then this world wouldn't be so corrupt."Jack placed his arm around his old friend. “Thanks, Tim. That means a lot to me, but you know I think you're just as great. I'll never forget the time when I was working on my car and the jack slipped and the car fell on my chest. If you didn't react the way you did, I wouldn't be here today. I honestly owe this all to you." Tim chuckled modestly and the two men fell silent. After some time, Tim suggested they head up on deck. When they climbed the stairs, they found the Tates stargazing and walked over to join them. Just as Jack was about to sit down he noticed a thick fog rolling in on the horizon. Sam followed his gaze. "I don't like the looks of that fog,” he said. “There could be a ship or something heading towards the yacht. We’d never see it coming."Jack frowned and nodded with concern. He opened up a compartment beside him and fished out a pair of binoculars. After observing the fog for a few moments, he handed them to Sam.“I’ll go turn on the spotlight, but that might not help too much.”We could shoot a flare,” Sam offered. Jack nodded and checked the same compartment for some. “Here, shoot one off and keep watch. I’ll be back in a few minutes.” Jack walked quickly over to his instrument panel and flipped on the spotlight. “That’s a bit better,” Jack said, somewhat relieved. He tried to pinpoint the yacht’s coordinates, but the compass was spinning out of control. He picked up the radio and tried to reach someone, but all he heard was static. “What the hell is going on?” He heard the flare shoot off and looked up, only to find that the fog was nearly fifty yards away. He squinted his eyes in disbelief and noticed something else. He could barely make out a tiny island emerging on the horizon. He looked down at the map, but there were no islands listed. Jack tried to steer the boat in the opposite direction, but it wouldn’t budge. He yanked the wheel with all his might but still couldn’t manage to move it at all. He felt himself begin to sweat nervously and picked up the radio receiver again. After several tries, the Coast Guard finally answered. “This is the Marlow Explorer and we’ve just entered some thick fog! My instruments don’t work, I can’t steer, and we’re approaching an island that I can’t seem to locate on the map--” The yacht rocked violently and knocked Jack off his feet, leaving the receiver hanging. He could see water spilling onto the deck and screamed, “My God! Everyone get below deck NOW!” Everyone ran downstairs while Jack scrambled to his feet, snatching up his map. He leaped below deck and sealed off the hatch before any more water poured into the cabin. Karen rushed over to her husband and held onto him, trembling with fear. Martha had begun to cry and her husband, David, was trying to console her. The rest sat quietly, looking to Jack for instructions."There's not much we can do. We've lost access to the radio for now, and I can't locate this island on my map. The instruments were spinning out of control like some magnetic force was taking over. I tried to steer the boat, but the wheel won’t--” “Oh, heavens!” Martha wailed, drowning out Jack. Panic swept over everyone, and Sarah began to sob as well. Sam looked at Jack with fear. “Where exactly are we?” Jack smoothed out his crumpled map on the table next to him. Sam, Tim, and David peered over his shoulder as Jack traced his finger across the surface. “If I'm not mistaken, we are smack dab in the Bermuda Triangle.” He cleared his throat, “I used to think the Bermuda Triangle stories were easily explained, but now... I'm not so sure.” Martha wailed even louder while David tried to keep her calm. "Maybe if we shoot more flares,” Sam said quickly, “A boat passing by might see us and radio in for help to get us back on course." “We’re in the Bermuda Triangle, Sam!” his wife blurted out. “Flares, radios--nothing is going to help us!” Martha erupted in agreement, and everyone began to talk over each other. Jack looked at Karen resolutely and pulled out a chair. He climbed onto it and whistled loudly. All the passengers got silent and looked up at him. Karen took his hand in support. "Everyone! We need to remain calm! It won’t do any good to panic.” "What do you think is going on here?" Sam asked. "I think--” Emma chimed in before Jack could respond, “I know we passed through another dimension. There’s no doorway back to the life we once knew!"Martha sobbed even louder, and David shot Emma an annoyed look."That's just not possible!” he said resolutely, holding his wife as she rocked back and forth. Jack hesitated for a moment before replying. “I think she’s right,” he said quietly. A pensive silence swept across the yacht as everyone attempted to process what was being said. “What about the island?” Karen offered, “There must be hope for us if we can reach it.” Tim and David nodded quickly in agreement. Sam walked over to the window and peered out at the approaching land mass."Dear God, I hope you're right." After about thirty minutes, the yacht sailed smoothly into the shallow waters surrounding the island. The storm had passed, and Jack opened the hatch to drop anchor and Sam followed close behind him. The sky was clear and the sea was eerily calm. Jack lowered down the anchor slowly into the dark water. “Tell the others to stay calm while we go check out the island,” Jack said. “Maybe there’s someone on the island that can help us get back home.” Sam disappeared below deck and a shrill wail followed his exit. “Martha,” Jack mumbled to himself, shaking his head. Sam reappeared and the two men paddled towards the island in a small lifeboat. “I can't believe how calm the weather is. It's like there never was any fog. That's what the Bermuda Triangle is notorious for," Jack remarked. "I know. Emma’s been fascinated by all those stories for years. She believes them." Jack paused for a moment, “Honestly...I believe them too.” They remained silent until they reached the island and split up to do a quick search. About ten minutes later they met back at the boat, having found no sign of life anywhere. "I think it's safe to bring everyone to the island and set up camp. We need to figure out how we’re going to survive until help arrives,” Jack said, slightly out of breath."Sounds like a plan to me," Sam replied. They climbed back into the lifeboat and rowed toward the yacht. As they got closer, they noticed everyone was standing on deck. The two men rowed as fast as they could and climbed aboard. David yelled to them, explaining that the motor on the pumps in the engine room had burned up. Water had been filling up the hull ever since they had left and the boat was sinking. Jack quickly boxed up some food and Sam got the flares, a gun, flashlights, binoculars, matches, and a rope and headed back to the island. All nine of the Marlow Explorer’s passengers watched in agony as the yacht was swallowed up by the ocean. "I'm sure if we build a big fire and shoot off some flares some passing ship will see us in a matter of minutes,” Sam said confidently. David and Tim chimed in in support and headed off to find firewood.
Death Island
Author: Kelsey Ketch
Publisher: Kelsey Ketch
ISBN:
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 252
Book Description
With her family name tainted by her great-grandfather’s crimes, Meriden Cummings could only dream of fleeing her oppressive life. Then she unearthed a piece of tanned skin, and her blood revealed an ancient map adorned with Mayan glyphs, launching her on the journey of a lifetime. However, she finds herself bound to the map, and there is a cost to her newfound freedom. One that will torment her mind as well as her soul. After being shanghaied by pirates, Gregory Wilson escapes to a small English village where he runs into an obnoxious auburn-haired beauty. When he learns she is about to set sail on dangerous waters, he signs up to join her crew, hoping to defend her from the pirates seeking her great-grandfather’s treasure. But, will he be able to protect her from the ghost that haunts her or the curse running through her veins?
Publisher: Kelsey Ketch
ISBN:
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 252
Book Description
With her family name tainted by her great-grandfather’s crimes, Meriden Cummings could only dream of fleeing her oppressive life. Then she unearthed a piece of tanned skin, and her blood revealed an ancient map adorned with Mayan glyphs, launching her on the journey of a lifetime. However, she finds herself bound to the map, and there is a cost to her newfound freedom. One that will torment her mind as well as her soul. After being shanghaied by pirates, Gregory Wilson escapes to a small English village where he runs into an obnoxious auburn-haired beauty. When he learns she is about to set sail on dangerous waters, he signs up to join her crew, hoping to defend her from the pirates seeking her great-grandfather’s treasure. But, will he be able to protect her from the ghost that haunts her or the curse running through her veins?