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Volume One of The Nephele Ship series!
After a catastrophe that covered half the world in inhospitable ice, a team of treasure hunters finds a lead about a mysterious workshop said to contain miraculous and wondrous inventions that could be worth fortunes.
When the rival guild of archaeologists known as Antimony Eye turns their attention on the same workshop and will do anything it takes to get there first, Captain Austin Strallahan and his crew must think quickly and act even quicker to assure their arrival at the workshop before the Eyes, who seem to know something more about this stash than the captain does...
Will the Nephele Ship reach the treasure in time?
Praise for The Nephele Ship:
I thought the book had good, sharp writing...The story moved at a good pace with well- paced action scenes. I loved the world created with the mix of old and new...I look forward to the next edition.
The story was different, the style of writing is great and I really enjoy reading it...I will be reading the next and next after that when it's available. Plus, I picked up his earlier stuff. Definitly worth reading...
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When a bone breaks, it's a sort of sickening feeling. The pain is almost immediate, but there is a split second before it hits where you become aware that your bone has just been compromised. It's not a lot of fun.
The huge man pulled his fist back, aiming, I supposed, to break more of my ribs. I gritted my teeth and ducked under his wide swing, feeling the air rip behind his fist, and stepped behind him. He tried to turn to face me, but a strategically placed kick to the back of his supporting knee stopped his rotation. He teetered, and I used that momentary hesitation to introduce the knuckles of my left hand to the bottom of his jaw. I stepped back, wincing.
“Listen, sir, all I want are my things back. I won't-“
He recovered from my uppercut too quickly, and lowered his shoulders, as if to charge and tackle me. He cracked his neck. "You won't what? Walk away alive, I think!" he growled.
He started to come forward, but I stepped at the same time, and just as his first foot would hit the floor, I swept it to one side, and he stumbled wildly into the throng of people who had suddenly gathered. Great. That's all I wanted, people watching while I had my ears boxed.
He caught his balance on a table, and when he turned around again, I rather dishearteningly noticed he had brought his friend, Broken Wine Bottle. He thrust and slashed haphazardly, as near to cutting himself or one of the other drinkers as he was to cutting me.
"Watch it! Careful now!" I called. A big man like him gets sloppier as he gets angrier, but I might have been pushing my luck a little with that. "It's just a piece of a map, anyway! What would a simpleton like you want with it?"
He answered by stomping down on my foot, trapping me in place as he swung the bottle forward again.
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Italian
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Portuguese
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