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A man predicts an assassination.

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A stock trader is murdered.

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In an apocalyptic Nebraska, where it hasn't rained in years, water has become a valuable commodity. At a time when no one can be trusted, 16-year-old Rabbit, is about to find out, just how far the government will go, to reserve resources for those they deem worthy- and for those they do not. Its up to Rabbit, and her father, to find a way to survive, in a chaotic world filled with thirst....

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It’s been four years since the last rainfall graced mother earth with its presence. Crops have withered away, wildlife has diminished, and the world has gone crazy with thirst. I have been scavenging for water wherever I could find it- abandoned homes, and from the rubble of burned out buildings mostly, but it’s never enough. My lips are constantly chapped, and my skin is as dry as a lizard. I try to drink just enough to survive, because I never know when my next score on a case of water is going to be. At a time when I should be celebrating my sweet sixteen, and dating boys- I am instead, dealing with the aftermath of a world without water. Dad had been talking to a few of the other survivors in our project, and they overheard a conversation with some military professionals, and the outlook looks bleak for those of us who have nothing to offer society. We are what the government refers to as “the filth of the human race.” With no degrees to our names, and no skills to offer- other than cleaning up after the rich- we were spared only for their pleasure, and then tossed out like an old toy when something better came along. ...

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Arthur Mcnair climbed to the top of society with his world changing invention: The Memory Chip. This device, implanted above the user's right ear, can erase any memory or group of memories. The chip gave the world a chance to forget their problems and pain, and the world bought it. After many years of successfully leading the company as CEO, Arthur found himself faced with divorce papers from his wife and a lawsuit from his partner. On the eve of the court trial that would decide the fate of his company, Arthur was mugged, his memory chip hacked and the last twenty years of his memory erased. Risking his life and sanity, he undergoes an experimental treatment to retrieve the precious memories. Looking for clues about his enemies, his wife’s dealings and his company’s past, Arthur might not like what he finds....

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The rain covered the sound of footsteps behind him. He did not shout for help as a strong arm grabbed him from behind and another blow hit him square between the shoulders throwing him to the ground. He made no struggle as his arms were pinned behind his back. A car pulled up and he was thrown headfirst into the backseat. A female voice commanded his attacker, “Quick give me his head.” His head was lifted from the floor of the car and twisted to give unobstructed access to his memory chip. “How far are you going to go back?” Someone asked from the front seat. “Twenty years.” Arthur felt a code being punched into the memory chip on the side of his head, an instant later his vision was clouded by darkness and he sunk into unconsciousness. Time to start over again. ...

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A radio signal is traced from outer space by SETI. The story now heads in an unexpected direction. This narrative is serious, not heavy and has a novel mix of technology, philosophy and ideology to suit readers of all ages. The singular feature of the book unravels as the soft and gentle mannerisms underlying the basic nature of the aliens come to light in the later chapters...

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It was 7th August 2011, and 10.55 pm. Greg, one of Seth’s staff members who was about to pour a cup of coffee for him, heard an unusual beep coming from his monitor. It was pulsating on the monitor repeatedly at regular intervals. He went back to his seat immediately; diverted his concentration fully on it and realized that may be the sign of SETI’s dream coming through. .... He said “As human beings, we should respect each other more than anything. Now I could visualize the damage we were doing to the moon people’s society with more and more of our influence and interference. Dooda’s speech was an eye opener to me in the matter of respecting each other’s belief system on which human societies are built. Everybody should realize the amount of influence that a belief system can have on the structure of a human society. Belief systems influence the architecture of our buildings, the food we eat, legal systems we follow, our customs, rituals we observe and how we behave”. ...

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What happens if the capacities of four scientists get downloaded into one computer? The joined brain will be able to solve the most complicated tasks at a high rate. And what if add the creative potential of a few hundred people more? The artificial intellect will not just memorize it all, but produce any kind of solution, putting it together like a jigsaw puzzle. The creator of the “Einsteiner” a bio-generated hardware, working on human creative energy, has disappeared, while the creativity has become the most valuable resource on earth. People willingly sell their potential for good money. As for a young talented engineer, Isaac Leroy, this by all means is the only way to get the sum needed for his sister’s surgery. However, incidentally, not only that he loses this chance, but also becomes a reckless criminal, whose goal is to stop the process of turning people into ruck....

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science fiction at its finest

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a voyage of epic proportions

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Imagination spectrum

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El eco de las balas resonaba en las paredes de la cueva.–¿Sabe qué, profesor? ¡Vea qué triste ironía! Hoy me doy cuenta de que no sénada de la vida. Soy un completo ignorante de las cosas, a pesar de que me es-forcé siempre por encontrar la verdad de las mismas. No sé si usted alguna vezsintió y pensó lo mismo que yo, profesor, no lo sé, pero qué sensación más frus-trante la que se siente. Sí, y estoy llorando, profesor…, sí, así como usted me lorecomendó una vez…, cuando todavía vivía… Se alivia tanto la pena…»Y tú, Hasán… hermano… No sabes cuánto desearía unirme a tu dios. «Dios yyo somos uno en un mismo pueblo». ¡Oh, qué bello! Tú estás muerto, Hasán, ysin embargo, has muerto sin temores ni dudas, creyendo fielmente que Dios terecibirá cordialmente en su seno, como una parte suelta que vuelve a su Esen-cia. En cambio yo no espero más que Juicio a futuro, donde juzgarán cada una de mis acciones con lupa… ¡Y sólo Dios sabe si merezco vivir en los Cielos oquemarme eternamente, en una continuación de esta pena, en el Infierno!».Los disparos cesaron; luego otro estertor. El agujero se ensanchaba.–¡Escúchame, yanqui estúpido, lee...

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Hasán se contuvo. Humo y fuego podían observarse más allá del pasaje; supuseque los mercenarios no podrían encontrarnos, pues por sus gritos de algarabía,pensé que quizá celebraban el reparto de algún botín. Vi a Hasán adelantarsehacia la fisura.–¡Espera, Hasán! –le susurré agitado. Éste, dubitativo, se detuvo–. No temas. Yperdóname lo que te voy a decir, ya que contraviene tus creencias: nosotros notememos a las maldiciones. Tememos, eso sí, a las malas acciones de los hom- bres de carne y hueso, antes que a las fuerzas sobrenaturales, si es que existenen este orden natural del Universo. Espero que sepas comprender lo que te es-toy diciendo. No me lo tomes a mal.Hasán tenía la cabeza inclinada hacia el frente, como aturdido.–Mi querido Basilio –irrumpió el profesor–, ahora que recuerdo los estudios deCeram, en este lugar Layard descubrió el castillo de Asurnasirpal II, el monarcaque gobernó la Mesopotamia desde el año 884 al 859 antes de la era común, yque se identificaba a sí mismo como descendiente directo del Nemrod bíblico.Eso dio comienzo a la leyenda de Mosul sobre la supuesta edificación de la To-rre de Babel en este sitio, ...

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–Señores: bienvenidos. Dejaré a un lado los formalismos i expondré sin tapujos el objetivo de nuestra misión: desvelar el misterio ce rodea las desapariziones de barcos en el lago Baical, situado al sur de la Siberia. Ese será el objeto de nuestra tarea, i estos son los motivos ce nos mueven a realizarla: El Baical, cuya riceza ecolójica es extraordinaria, es, además, una de las mayores fuentes jeneradoras de riceza económica de la rejión. Desgraziadamente, en los últimos dos años, una serie de naufrajios, inexplicables, an azotado a las embarcaziones comerziales ce lo navegan, auyentando a los comerziantes, industriales e inversores, provocando con ello una depresión finanziera local ce tiene aflijido al Gobierno ruso, cien ve con tristeza un declive terrible en la captazión d´impuestos. Estando las cosas así, el Gobierno, por medio de l´Armada, a contratado los servizios de la Soziedad d´Investigaziones Marinas, para ce´l misterio sea desvelado d´una vez por todas. Todos asentimos, en verdad agradezidos por las juiziosas palabras de Xernov. »Se nos ´asignado un fondo estatal para ejecutar dixas investigaziones. I lo primero ce se...

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–Bruno, vení, azercáte. Observá el radar uno. ¿Ves esos otros puntos allá, en el fondo, zerca de las formaziones de granito? ¿Los ves? Creo ce son restos de embarcaziones… –¡Eureca, Bruno! ¡Es un zementerio marino! «Bruno», escuxé por el audífono, «Soy Xernov. No entrés a la fisura. Volvéte. El sonar me indica ce una gran masa se azerca a ustedes. Esto no me gusta. ¡Esperá! El SAR me dize c´esa cosa empieza ´azender del fondo abisal. Va´zia a ustedes. ¡Lárgense d´allí en este momento, Bruno! ¡Es una orden!». «Vamos, Xernov», le contesté, «No es más ce una roca. Nosotros ya emos detectado sus movimientos por medio del sonar dos. D´exo, ya la estoi apuntando con los reflectores. No te preocupés, ombre, dejános investigar, ce ací todo marxa bien. Por zierto, dezíles a los de l´Armada ce vayan aflojando la xecera. Emos encontrado un zementerio d´embarcaziones. No tardáremos en localizar al Seejund». Segía apuntando perpendicularmente. ¡No se ve nada, Dimitri! ¡La gran roca se azerca, Bruno! ¡A zien metros! ¡Apuntá, apuntá más abajo! ¡Segí apuntando con los reflectores! Saca aora la cabina autónoma de la nave para captar mejor la imajen....

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A book about my experience with schizophrenia.

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The phrase “it all began” normally refers to stories about the beginning of the universe, but since every story creates infinite branches and brings to mind universal models, I choose to begin my story likewise....

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THE PROLOGUE THE PREMATURE STAGE OF COMMUNICATION THE PROGRESS OF COMMUNICATION MYKONOS GLYFADA THE FIRST MAKRI AMARINTHOS THE SECOND MAKRI PRISON THE AFTERMATH ...

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Two 21st century men travel through time and alternate universes recovering UFO debris from the 1947 Roswell crash.

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The air pulled out of his lungs, a moment of breathlessness and it is over. The lyrics to a Pink Floyd song fill his head. “home, home again” "Home.." AM Lincoln said as he steps through the wormhole, older but not aged, his gray-green eyes betray his youth. A sense of weightlessness fills his body every time he rips. The cube glows a florescent green. The journey although less than 5 seconds is 13 years across 1 universe. He looks at the familiar beige wall that stands before him. Water dripping into one of the many drains that kept the labyrinth from flooding and the hum of traffic above ground were the last things he heard when left and were still here to welcome him back. Quake, his cousin, would be waiting in the safe-room. The entry back to his present time left him feeling airy, almost light on his feet as it always did. The sensation you might feel after a long flight on a airplane, AM didn't feel queasy, not a bit, just a little off. Although not the first rip back in time, this rip had given him the years that would never show on him. He put the Q pad back in his backpack. Quake and AM purchased a half dozen 2...

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Table of Contents Chapter 1:2002 Chapter 2:2010 Chapter 3:2011 Chapter 4:1829 Chapter 5:1993 Chapter 6:1992 Chapter 7:1993 Chapter 8:1992 Chapter 9:1993-2011 ...

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An IT contractor finds out that a great disaster is going to strike earth and uses the opportunity to commit a crime that will set him for life. He comes up with an ingenious and infallible plan. Or so he thought. This short story book includes two book previews....

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Mark left the ground and soared up from the street between the buildings. He was at the wrong angle and feared he might continue into the sky even after all his preparation only to fall to his death once the wave had passed. He gritted his teeth and leaned into the building. His calculations were perfect and he was going to hit twenty just as planned. He had to. Beyond the floors of the building flying by him, he saw cars twisting up into the air. It hardly looked real. “Real life has terrible special effects.” His own laughter hurt his ears inside his helmet. He saw benches, stone, manhole covers, and other debris he couldn’t identify twisting up from the ground and out through the top of the city. He saw other bodies writhing through the air without suits – without being prepared. If the cars were flying away, what chance did people have in this perversion of gravity? Mark’s back hurt as he leaned harder and saw the building racing toward his face. He was tempted to pull back, but that wasn’t the plan and the plan was perfect. Mark heard his own screams as he slammed into the window for twenty. It was the fourth window from ...

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This sci-fi smorgasbord serves up 9 retro tales inspired by the pulp magazines of the 1920s - 1940s. It drops you into the deco chiseled cities of alternate Americana, airlifts you to exotic locales, then rockets you to the farthest reaches of yesterday’s tomorrows! Witness the otherworldly genesis of Wild Marjoram in a Chicagoland speakeasy as the violence of the all-female Killdeer Gang reaches vigilante-inspired fever pitch in "The Birth." Flying taxis fight for space over New York as Johnny Grant, Private Eye, sifts streets rife with murder and corruption in "The Maltese Spectrum." It's class-warfare in Citadel City as Pandora Driver and her Car of Tomorrow cruise the shadowy streets in search of one good cop in "Ready Fire Aim." Resources dwindle as aqua farming Region 5 Spaceport Terminus pushes maximum population density, and the balance between man and machine collapses in "Bloom." The fractured politics of the fractured 1920s Aether Age leaves a sheriff struggling to find the truth in "The More Things Change." Would Ace Rango rather be locked in battle with snarling space lizards or a temperamental, little...

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Space Force Grunts is a Science Fiction novel playing several generations into the future. After the human race has invented hyperspace flight, thousands of planets are colonised. Those new societies maintain their independence until the human race encounters an alien civilisation that also masters space flight and hyperspace travel. Being so very different from the human race, those aliens are at first not even recognised as an eminent civilisation commanding over impressive, seemingly sheer unlimited means and a proficient use of advanced technologies. When the mistake is discovered, it is too late already for avoiding a clash of civilisations and a violent conflict has already started. The worlds settled by the human race gradually unite ever more under the leadership of a political movement. Conscription is introduced to provide for the military forces’ need for soldiers. People with sufficient means can purchase freedom from conscription and escape the draft. The funds obtained by the administration via that purchase of freedom are used to supply the military with materials means like weapons and to pay the soldiers who get dra...

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Base 18 on Planet DN-DU-144/5 was a place that could only be found on detailed military maps. This planet was circling a sun situated at the border between our Local Bubble of stars in the Milky Way and the much bigger Loop 1 Bubble, another assembly of suns and planets. DN-DU-144/5 was the fifth planet in outward direction, when counted from the local star as centre. Base 18 now consisted of a dozen bunkers, a few deep wells and a couple of cisterns appendant to them, a makeshift front-line spa, and most importantly a maintenance station for fighter robots and combat drones. Base 18 on planet DN-DU-144/5 was in principle a bleak place. Though at that moment it was officially day-time at the location of base 18, there was actually just a little twilight. The far sun, going by the less-than-poetic name of DN-DU-144, illuminated only the abundant clouds enfolding the planet decently. Little light ever made it through to the surface. ‘I just love it’ Master Sergeant Koon had sarcastically said when arriving at this place, together with all the other soldiers of the 5th company. They had taken this base over from a unit that had suffe...

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