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A Dixie Reapers Bad Boys Romance

 

Dixie Reapers MC, Book 20

 

Motorcycle Club Romance, Age Gap, Suspense

Date Published: March 29, 2024

 

 

Ares – My life hasn’t always been kittens and rainbows. I spent
years as a captive, so when someone breaks into the compound and threatens
my little siblings, I go with the kidnappers instead. I’ve survived
being enslaved before, but the little ones wouldn’t make it. I can
only hope the club will find me in time.

Prophet – I’ve been patiently waiting for Ares to not only be
old enough for me to date her, but also for her to be ready. But I waited
too f**king long, and now she’s been taken. The bastard who has her is
going to pay, and once she’s back in my arms, I’m never letting
her go again.

WARNING: Prophet is intended for readers 18+ due to adult content, darker
themes, language, and violence. While it can be read as a stand-alone, you
may enjoy the story more if you read Joker first.

 

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EXCERPT

Ares

Times had changed. The Dixie Reapers’ clubhouse no longer boasted
loud parties and naked women. Well, the naked women were gone, at any rate.
Music pulsed from the speakers as everyone took a much-needed break. My dad
had been in Church off and on since this mess started, and more often than
not, the members hung out in the clubhouse discussing the issue at hand.
Except right now, the doors were open to anyone.

I sat at the bar with a soda. Portia sat on one side of me and
Venom’s youngest, Dawson, was on my other side. Patched members lined
the bar on either side of them.

“Pass me a beer, Ares,” Bull shouted from farther down. I
reached over the counter into the ice chest, then slid the longneck down the
bar top. I caught a smirk from my father as he watched.

“Hey, Pres. Think your girl has a future as a bartender,” Bull
said. He chuckled and twisted the top off. “She’s got good
aim.”

“Better than Foster’s aim last week,” I shot back, a
playful jab at his son’s appalling shooting during target practice. He
snorted and took a swallow of his beer, while Foster shot me a glare.

This place was my home. Dad and the Dixie Reapers had been my salvation,
pulling me from the abyss with hands as rough as the life they led. Even
though I couldn’t be a patched member, I was a Reaper’s kid. My
dad had given me permission to get the club colors inked on my shoulder
blade. It was a super small one compared to the ones the guys here had.
I’d seen quite a few with the colors covering their entire backs. In
addition, I’d gotten a phoenix rising from the ashes inked on the
outside of my right thigh — a mirror of my own rebirth.

Foster might be mad at me right now, but I knew he’d get over it. In
a lot of ways, he was like a brother to me. All of the kids here close to my
age felt like family. Although, Foster, Owen, and Dawson were all older than
me. Not that I could tell when it came to Foster.

Cowboy’s son, Jackson, entered the clubhouse, his cowboy boots
thudding against the wood floor as he came closer. He put his arms around me
and hugged me from behind.

“You smell like horses and dirt.”

“Mom always said it was the best scent in the world.”

I couldn’t help but laugh a little. Yeah, I could see his mother
saying that. “Well, it’s better than sweat, I guess. Preparing
for your next rodeo?”

“I was planning to head out in the morning, but with everything going
on…”

I tipped my head back to look up at him. “You should go. If you put
your life on hold every time something bad happens around here, you’ll
never get to do the one thing you love most.”

He kissed the top of my head. “Yeah, I know. You’re awfully
smart for someone so young.”

“You’re only six years older than me, Jackson. It’s not
like you’re ancient.”

“In rodeo years, I’m over a decade older than you.”

I really did laugh that time. “Is that like dog years or
something?”

“Close enough. Hand me a beer. I’m going to go with Akira.
She’s in the corner with her nose in a book again.”

I reached over for another longneck and passed it to him. He patted my
shoulder before wandering off. I watched him, noticing he hadn’t lied.
Akira, Wraith’s daughter, really did have a book in front of her face.
From the cover, no one would realize she was reading smut. If her parents
had any idea of the types of books she bought, they’d both have a
fit.

I sipped on my soda and just soaked up the atmosphere. My friends and
family were all talking or laughing. Despite everything going on outside the
club gates, they seemed at peace in this particular moment. Happy. I hoped
things could stay like this. I didn’t want anyone here to suffer the
way I had.

“Never thought I’d see the day,” Tank said, approaching
with a smile on his face. “Ares Black, quiet as a church
mouse.”

I smirked, nudging him with my elbow. “Just soaking it all in. Some
days, I don’t remember how blessed I am, until we’re all
together like this. Family. Friendship. As long as we have those, we can
weather any storm.”

“Damn straight.” He clapped a heavy hand on my shoulder.
“We’re always in your corner, Ares.”

“Same here,” I replied. It wasn’t just words — it was a
promise. We were the Dixie Reapers, and we protected our own with the
ferocity of a mother bear defending her cubs. I might not be a member of the
club itself, but as the President’s daughter, these people were still
my family, and I’d die to keep them safe.

I glanced at my watch and stood. Joker wanted Cleo to feel welcome here,
and while I wasn’t quite ready to be friends with the woman, I also
knew what it was like to be the outsider. I’d promised to head over
and play a board game. Instead of driving, I decided to walk. The fresh air
would be nice, and it would give me time to get my thoughts in order. It
felt like utter chaos inside my head these days.

Ridley and Isabella were already there when I arrived. I fell into step
behind them as they entered Joker’s home. Ridley had a few board games
tucked under her arm. At least they’d come prepared, because I doubted
Joker had any. I’d already given them a few of the ones we had at home
that I thought might be fun.

“Hey, Cleo,” I said.

“Good to see you guys.” Her voice sounded hollow, and it looked
like she hadn’t been sleeping well.

Isabella walked over to her first, giving her a hug. “How are you
holding up?”

“Counting down the minutes,” she said.

Ridley clapped her hands together, the sound sharp in the quiet room.
“We’re here to take your mind off things. Right,
Ares?”

I nodded. “Yeah, we brought some board games. Thought we could all
use a distraction.”

“Thanks,” she murmured.

We settled around her kitchen table. Before we’d even had a chance to
set up the game, someone knocked on the door. Joker went to answer. Ridley
started to set up one of the games, and Isabella and I helped. I noticed
Cleo kept glancing toward the door.

He returned with an envelope and handed it to Cleo. “For
you.”

“Who’s it from?” she asked. She ripped open the envelope
and as she read the contents of the paper inside, she paled a bit.

“Everything all right?” Isabella asked.

“Fine,” she said. Did anyone else notice the tremor in her
voice or the way her hands trembled? “Just a reminder about my
appointment.”

“Ah, can’t forget that,” Ridley said.

“Let’s focus on the game,” Cleo suggested.

I rolled the dice and gave a little shout of excitement, hoping to make
things seem as normal as possible. “All right!”

Everyone took their turns rolling the dice and moving their tokens. When it
went around to Cleo, she stared at the board, almost as if she wasn’t
fully present. I glanced at Ridley and Isabella, and realized they’d
noticed it too. Cleo must have a lot on her mind between the issues with her
family and her heart problem.

“Your move, Cleo,” Ridley prompted.

“Right,” she mumbled.

We played for quite a while, until the sky started to darken. I
didn’t know if this had distracted Cleo or not, but it had kept me
from focusing on things for a while. I hadn’t realized how much
I’d needed this until now. I helped clean up the games, then we told
Joker and Cleo goodbye.

Ridley offered me a ride, but I waved her off. The walk would do me some
good. I paused at the clubhouse and stared at my car. It didn’t make
sense to leave it here overnight, but at the same time, I’d prefer to
get home on my own two feet than by driving there. I decided to leave it and
kept walking.

A sudden chill prickled my skin, a whisper of danger that tightened my
muscles. A feeling of unease skittered down my spine, and I wondered if
trouble was drawing closer than any of us realized.

When I got home, there was a wrongness I felt all the way to my core. I
slowly approached the house, keeping an eye on my surroundings, just the way
Dad had taught me. I twisted the knob on the front door and pushed it
open.

“Mom? Are you here?” I called out. Nothing. Not so much as a
whisper of sound. I eased farther into the house, wondering if I should call
Dad. Dessa’s car was outside, which meant she had to be here. She
hadn’t ridden with him to the clubhouse earlier, even though
she’d been there with the kids.

“Junie, Judd, Marnie!” I shouted.

No one answered, and I couldn’t find anyone at home. I went back
outside, wondering if maybe they went to a neighbor’s house. Before
I’d made it to the end of the driveway, I felt the cold kiss of metal
against my neck.

 

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About the Author

Harley Wylde is an accomplished author known for her captivating MC
Romances. With an unwavering commitment to sensual storytelling, Wylde
immerses her readers in an exciting world of fierce men and irresistible
women. Her works exude passion, danger, and gritty realism, while still
managing to end on a satisfying note each time.

When not crafting her tales, Wylde spends her time brainstorming new
plotlines, indulging in a hot cup of Starbucks, or delving into a good book.
She has a particular affinity for supernatural horror literature and movies.
Visit Wylde’s website to learn more about her works and upcoming events, and
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THINK Virtual Book Tour

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The Manifesto for Creative and Critical Thinkers

Nonfiction / Self-Help

Date Published: December 21, 2023

Publisher: Mindstir Media

 

 

This book is an exploration of original, critical, and creative thinking
through the lens of my creative philosophy. It delves into the very essence
of what it means to be human and provides a rational, abstract, and
methodical examination of reality.

Philosophy, the love of wisdom, is the guiding principle behind this
journey of reflection, self-expression, and enlightenment.

THINK is a bold and inspiring call to free our minds and embrace original
thinking.

The philosophical approach that guides this book is designed to ignite a
spark within us, to inspire and empower us to break free from the shackles
of preconceived notions and legacy thinking that may hold us back. It is a
call to embrace critical, original, and creative thinking on our own terms,
so we can forge new paths forward. This is not just a book:

It is a revolution for the mind.

Innovation, disruptive creativity, and a nontraditional approach to
marketing are hallmarks of Ivonne Kinser’s work. As a result, she is widely
recognized in the marketing industry as a thought leader on effective and
disruptive marketing.

Each year, Ivonne delivers dozens of keynotes at marketing industry
conferences where she addresses problem-solving, disruptive creativity, and
innovation in the hope of inspiring creative change through the art of deep,
strategic, and creative thinking.

As a seasoned marketing professional and accomplished author, Ivonne Kinser
has dedicated over two decades to mastering the art of strategic, deep,
critical, and creative thinking. Through her vast experience in both brand
and agency settings, Ivonne has honed her skills to become a thought leader
in innovative marketing.

Passionate about inspiring others, she shares her wealth of knowledge and
expertise to encourage individuals to unlock their full potential and think
in transformative ways. Her approach to problem-solving and disruptive
creativity has captivated audiences at numerous marketing industry
conferences and continues to spark change in the industry. By harnessing the
power of strategic thinking, Ivonne empowers individuals and teams alike to
reach new heights of success and innovation.

As a groundbreaking leader, Ivonne shattered glass ceilings by becoming the
first Latina recipient of the DFW American Marketing Association’s Lifetime
Achievement Award.

She has also earned a spot on the “100 Most Influential Latinas in the
United States” list for two consecutive years and was honored with the
coveted Changing the Game Award in the Brainwave category by the She Runs It
organization in 2018.

Recognized as one of the “20 Women to Watch in Dallas
Advertising,” Ivonne’s brilliance also shined when she was awarded the
Shining Star Award by the American Advertising Federation.

As the innovation lead for the Avocados From Mexico’s brand, Ivonne led the
innovation agenda that put Avocados From Mexico on Fast Company’s list of
Most Innovative Companies in the world, and at the top one in the branding
category.

Overall, her work has received more than 30 accolades and awards for
creativity, innovation and high performance.

 

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Ivonne Kinser

Ivonne Kinser is a trailblazer in the marketing field, consistently
challenging the status quo in her pursuit of creativity-driven exponential
growth. Within the realm of marketing and innovation, Ivonne has carved out
a distinguished reputation.

She boasts over 20 accolades for her creative, performance-driven, and
innovative contributions, and notably, she became the first Latina to
receive the Marketing Lifetime Achievement Award from The DFW American
Marketing Association. She has also been included in the list of the 100
Most Influential Latinas in the US for two consecutive years.

Prior to that, she was honored with the Changing the Game Award in the
Brainwave category when the She Runs It organization recognized her as one
of the five women who fearlessly make bold moves and transform their brands
and organizations.

Her impact transcends industries, leaving an enduring mark on the marketing
landscape. Her unwavering passion for martech-led marketing innovation
drives her to continuously seek groundbreaking strategies that propel brands
to unprecedented heights. Her remarkable 20+ years in the field of marketing
disruption have contributed to the redefinition of marketing in the
industries she has left a mark on.

From pioneering the initial digital marketing initiatives for the world’s
largest airline, American Airlines across 20 Latin American countries in
2002, to leading the innovation agenda that propelled Avocados From Mexico
to the top of Fast Company’s Most Innovative Companies list on a global
scale in 2021, her career has made a lasting impact.

Ivonne is also an innovation advisor for the Food Institute and a frequent
marketing lecturer at IPADE, Mexico’s leading business school. Her
leadership extends to serving on the boards of both the DFW American
Marketing Association and the University of North Texas’ College of
Merchandising, Hospitality, and Tourism. Moreover, she contributes as an
honorary member of the DFW Interactive Marketing Association’s board.

In June 2023, she founded Vantage Innovation Lab, a marketing firm
dedicated to accelerating growth-driven innovation by integrating marketing
technology in unique and disruptive ways.

Through her multiple ventures, from entrepreneur and founder to an author
and speaker, her work is characterized by a nontraditional approach to
marketing, guided by bold creativity and unconventional
problem-solving.

 

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Everybody Loves Polar Bears Virtual Book Tour

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 Book 1 of the Polar Paired Series

 

Romance Enemies to Lovers

Date Published: December 19, 2023

Publisher: Avoca Press

 

 

Expect the unexpected when it comes to love under the Aurora skies.

 

In the frosty mayhem of the Alaskan film set for Everybody Loves Polar
Bears
, accident-prone Macy Applegate catapults herself into a hilarious
array of mishaps better suited for a blooper reel. As Macy dreams of
stardom, she reluctantly works with Nick Westwood, the grumpiest and most
arrogant assistant director this side of the Arctic Circle—a man who
irritates her more than a stuck zipper in a sub-zero wind chill.

Beneath Nick’s stoic exterior lies a mysterious secret, and the only thing
more challenging than Alaska’s winter is these two trying to get along for
longer than a commercial break. Macy is a walking disaster in matters of the
heart, and Nick is fed up with shallow relationships. But fate has a
penchant for mischief when Nick transforms from Macy’s nemesis to her
off-screen hero, chipping away at the permafrost around her heart. Should
she give this guy a chance or continue wishing on the magical aurora
borealis for perfect love?

In this hilarious romantic comedy, where polar bears play supporting roles
and love takes center stage
, Macy and Nick navigate a situation as
unpredictable as Macy’s on-set blunders. If you swooned through The Proposal
and chuckled at The Hating Game…and if you have a soft spot for polar
bears…get ready for laughter in this heartwarming tale of unexpected
love!

Enemies to lovers

Celebrity romance

Grumpy sunshine

Strong woman, alpha male

Forced proximity

Polar bear love

Snowbound Alaskan cabin

Northern lights

Polar plunges

 

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A tall, neon life-size Barbie hurried toward them, long blonde curls springing up and down like miniature slinkies. Victoria Miracle approached in all her glittery goose-down glory, a fusion of glamor and frostbite protection, reminding Macy of a disco-themed northern lights display. Winter seemed to follow her around like a trusty sidekick, along with her entourage of three scurrying behind her.

Macy got a kick out of The Talent and how they expected everyone to dote on them and cater to their every need. Victoria’s demeanor was a stark contrast to the independent nature of women Macy knew in Alaska. She’d read about the coddled movie star stereotype, and here was one in the flesh.

“Make this quick. I’m freezing my tush off.” The movie star’s frosty breaths puffed out of her like a high-speed locomotive. 

As Victoria strategically positioned herself next to the pond, Macy couldn’t help but imagine her strutting down the runway of a 1960s psychedelic fashion show. Her flashy style was part Picasso, part Gucci, and all sass. Victoria stood out in this winter wonderland like a burst of disco in a snow globe. 

Macy bet Victoria never met a camera she didn’t like.

The animal handler stood by, holding a long leash attached to the little polar bear cub. He gingerly placed the leash in Victoria’s hand, mumbling instructions to hold on tight.

The fish-out-of-water movie star gave Macy a critical up-and-down assessment. “Are you from here? Have you been around bears?”

Macy shrugged. “I know what to do around black and brown bears.”

Victoria gave her a look of appraisal. “Good enough for me.” She called out to Zippo. “Keep this bear woman next to me at all times.” A makeup artist appeared, dabbing lip gloss on Victoria’s already shiny lips and arranging her flawlessly spiraled curls. The artist hurried off again.

Zippo ordered the animatronics operator to dunk Mother Snowflake. The operator slowly lowered the crane, placing the fake bear into the water. “We’ll edit the crane out later,” he announced to no one in particular.

 “Vicky, say your lines, then squat next to the little bear and deliver the rest. And don’t scare him,” directed Zippo from his perch on the crane arm. “We need a tender moment, with Fake Mother Snowflake watching.”

Macy couldn’t help herself. “Excuse me, hate to keep interrupting, but that wouldn’t happen in real life. The mother bear would attack the human to protect her cub. She wouldn’t just hang out and watch.”

“This isn’t real life. It’s the movies,” Zippo said flippantly. “We do what we want in a movie. Now, can we get on with this, please? It’s a tad nippy out here, and I’d like to get this done, if you don’t mind.” He turned away to talk on his headset.

“Don’t get your panties in a twist,” mumbled Macy.

Victoria chortled. “Love your style, Bear Woman,” she purred.

Zippo cocked a brow. “Are we ready now, ladies?” He turned to the crane operator. “Lower the fake Mother Snowflake into the water. Quiet, everyone. Rolling. Marker!” He peered through his camera monitor.

A woman held up a black-and-white clapboard in front of the camera. Zippo nodded at the red digital readout. “Scene fourteen. Take one!” 

The person snapped it and hurried away.

Zippo pointed at the extras. “Background, action! Victoria, go!” 

While Macy and her merry band of extras gathered around Victoria, the drunk guy holding Macy’s prop news camera suddenly stumbled.

“Where’s my news reporter? Oh! There you are,” he slurred, beholding the glorious Victoria. “Hey, you wanna see my oosik?” He swung his camera and bumped the unsuspecting bear cub on the head.

“Your what?” Victoria wrinkled her face just as the frightened cub bawled and ran in circles around her, wrapping his leash tightly around her legs.

“Get this savage beast away from me!” she yelled. Her legs lashed together as she teetered toward the icy water. “Somebody! Get this leash off me!”

Macy sprinted forward. Her ninja-like reflexes prevented Victoria from tumbling off the edge, but in the process, Macy slipped on the ice-crusted snow. Her feet fought for traction, but it was a losing battle. She lost her balance and flailed wildly, teetering backwards. Arms spinning like windmills, she failed to restore equilibrium and executed a flawless butt-first plunge into the chilly water, like a clumsy duck on a crash landing.

 

 

About the Author

LoLo Paige

LoLo Paige is an award-winning author in both romantic comedy and romantic
suspense. She’s been honored with several awards, including an RWA
chapter award for her romantic comedy, Hello Spain, Goodbye Heart. Irish
Thunder and Everybody Loves Polar Bears are her recent rom-coms published in
2024. Her romantic suspense books have topped Amazon bestseller lists in the
U.S., Canada, and Australia, and Publishers Weekly has featured her books in
their Booklife section. Her second book, Alaska Inferno, was a finalist for
best indie romance in the 2022 Kindle Book Review Awards.

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The Gnome and the Seedlings Blitz

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Illustrated by: Angel Neha

Children’s Book

Date Published: February 27, 2024

Publisher: Mindstir Media

 

This short story is about a mother wanting balance for her children. She
wants her children to spend more time outdoor exercising, running and having
fun. One weekend mom encouraged her children to stop playing video games and
streaming movies while sitting on the couch and spend some time in the local
National Park. While at the park the children, Nathan and his sister, met a
mythical and magical Gnome, named Gob. Gob the Gnome explained to the
children what his role is at the National Park, and how to plant seeds to
grow trees.

I chose to add a Gnome as one of the main characters because since the
1400s, folklore has described Gnomes as guards of treasure and the protector
of earth. Gnomes represents stability, growth and Good Luck. My six children
books all revolve around a Gnome, the protector of a local forest who became
friends with Nathan and Iris.

About the Author

Marilyn Slaughter

Marilyn Slaughter is an educator with experience teaching second through
fifth grades, middle school science, and social studies. She now spends time
authoring books for children and adults for engagement, learning, and
entertainment. Marilyn’s first six books are a set with the theme of
children, with their families enjoying the outdoors; and with teachers and
classmates learning about the environment. The children are introduced to a
magical and mythical being in the forest and they work to save the local
forest. Her goal is to provide a fun read with an entertaining way for
children to learn about science.

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No Way Back: The Underworlds Virtual Book Tour

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The Underworlds, Book 1

 

Science Fiction/ Fantasy

Date Published: April 3, 2024

 

 

A search for a way home becomes a journey into his father’s
past.

When an ancient Gate transports his son, Daniel, to another world, Denida
follows, thinking it will be an easy matter to bring his son home
safely.

As they travel from world to world, Denida starts to wonder just who he is
and why almost everyone knows more about him than he does about
himself.

At home, his wife and friends send a robot to follow Denida’s tracks
but treachery undermines their efforts.

Through magic, betrayal, and Darkness Denida fights his way toward home,
it’s no longer a matter of missing his wife but of preserving his home
and all the Underworlds from evil.

 

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Chapter 1- A Strange New World

Winter, a new beginning for the Underworld, a season that would change everything forever. Dan, a scientist, had been experimenting on a mysterious Gate in the Underworld. When his close friend Denida had first discovered the structure, following the war with the Dark Angels, Dan didn’t think much of it. “It’s just some ancient construction,” he had said. Who would’ve thought it was made of an unknown alloy? Dan now smiled down at all the chemicals he had used to try to stain the material to identify it. None of them even reacted with it, but it’s cold, like metal. He eyed the towering, two-story Gate. There’s something special about it; I just know it.

Today, after his logbook’s twentieth recorded try, Dan flipped a switch, and the Gate lit up. Dan danced in excitement while his assistants laughed. I can’t wait to call Denida! He eyed the myriad power cords connected to the Gate with a chuckle. Three near electrocutions, and one downed power grid… He laughed. – but now, it’s finally perfect.

***

Denida stopped at the door of Dynasty, his mansion, as his cell phone vibrated.

“Denida?” Dan asked as Denida picked up the phone. “I made progress!”

“How so?” Denida glanced at his watch.

“I made a new discovery. You’ll want to see this.” 

Last time he called me about the Gate, it was to tell me that he found a way to connect it to a power source. Denida rolled his eyes. An hour later, they still had no idea how to turn it on.

“It’s important this time; I swear,” Dan spoke with that voice he only used when he was begging on his hands and knees, usually for additional funding. 

Sounds like it’s worth checking out this time. Denida bit his lip and sighed heavily. “Alright, I’ll stop by before I head into the office.” Denida hung up the phone, his heart beating a little faster with excitement. Maybe it’s something cool about the alloy. Dan told me it could have some amazing potential as an energy source.

Denida pocketed his phone, ready to hurry off, but Nina sat at the dining room table with slumped shoulders.

“Nina?” Denida sat down beside her. 

She faced him with a furrowed brow.

Denida’s heart sank. This must be serious; Nina’s always in control.

“Daniel,” she replied shortly, her bitter tone betraying a bit of frustration.

“What’s wrong? Where is he?”

Denida wanted to brush him off, but if Dan really had made a breakthrough with the Gate, it was too tempting to pass up.

“I don’t know, Denny. He’s always running around, up to no good.” Nina sighed and peered down at her tea. “This morning, he tried sneaking into the military headquarters and the Colonel called me to send the butler to pick him up.” 

Denida’s jaw tensed. Not good. “I will have a word with him after work. Dan insisted he has something imperative to show me now, before I head to headquarters. I must tend to that, now.” Denida kissed Nina goodbye. The grounds are huge, and Daniel knows every hiding place around Dynasty. Denida grunted. I’ll talk to him tonight.

***

Dan has something to show Dad? Daniel stood just outside of the room where his parents were talking, his back pressed up against the wall. Dad always tells Mom about Dan’s secret lab and some old Gate the height of the stables! I wonder if that’s what he wants to show Dad… 

Daniel sniffed. It does sounds interesting. Why should my dad have all the fun, again? He slowly tiptoed past the door, as his parents’ conversation continued. 

Outside, he spotted his dad’s car in front of Dynasty. He peeked around to make sure he was alone and ran over to the vehicle. He opened the trunk, smiling upon finding it unlocked. He climbed in and held the lid down, making sure it didn’t click shut. Maybe I can finally go on an adventure like the ones Dad always describes! 

He heard countless stories about Dan, his dad’s scientist friend, who had a secret lab and some ancient Gate. Daniel’s dad would always talk about that Gate when he didn’t think Daniel was around.

Denida approached the car within a few minutes. This is going to be so cool! Daniel trembled with excitement. His dad quickly set the car in drive. Daniel covered his mouth to suppress his giggles. They drove for so long that Daniel almost regretted hiding in the trunk. His elbows were becoming sore and red from the bumps in the road. Maybe they weren’t going anywhere interesting after all. That’d be such a bummer. The car finally halted briefly, drove a short distance farther, then stopped again. This time, the engine stopped humming. His dad stepped out and the vibration of his door slamming shut rattled the car. Daniel could hear his dad’s muffled voice. He’s talking to someone. What are they saying? 

Finally, two distinct sets of footsteps crunched away on the asphalt parking lot. Daniel climbed out of the trunk just in time to see his dad disappear into the building next to the car. Daniel ran toward it and jiggled the doorhandle, but it responded with unwavering resistance. Probably for the best. Daniel crossed his arms, rethinking his efforts. He would’ve most certainly been caught if he had used the common entrance. Daniel sighed. Maybe I missed the chance to explore this- He noticed a small window he could fit through, a short distance from the door.

When Daniel climbed through the window, he crouched and listened. Staying low to the ground, he followed his father’s voice around the corner, and saw his dad talking to Dan.

“It’s powered up, I see.”

Yes.” Dan nodded excitedly. “We can finally see what’s on the other side, but I’m not sure if it’s safe.” Dan scratched his head. “I mean, it’s been on for half an hour, and nothing’s come through, but we have no idea what’s on the other side.”

The Gate’s flickering lights and sparkling sheen looked so inviting that Daniel couldn’t help but sneak forward.

Daniel could see his dad and Dan, through the Gate. They rippled as if he were viewing them through water.

Enough hiding! Daniel clenched his fists, ready let his dad know he had tagged along. Maybe I can help somehow. Daniel jumped up and ran to his dad, taking the shortest route, which led right through the Gate. His Dad became increasingly clearer as he approached the Gate, but as soon as he ran through, a bright silvery light engulfed his vision.

***

“Dad!” a voice rang from across the room.

Denida turned to the Gate, just in time to see Daniel run into its portal. What’s Daniel doing here? The Gate buzzed loudly, and Daniel vanished. 

“Daniel!” Denida shouted. 

The Gate fell silent, and its lights dimmed. Denida’s heart sank, as cold terror filled him from the inside out. The shock of seeing Daniel vanish froze him in place, leaving him itchy all over with anxiety. Dan’s team ran to the Gate and tried to power it back on, but despite their best efforts, the Gate remained dark and quiet, like a massive monster that consumed its fill just before hibernation.

Denida opened his mouth, and the only words he could think of tumbled out. “We need…” He knew deep down what he wanted to say, but he couldn’t finish his sentence. His jaw clenched in defiance.

The tense atmosphere in the lab birthed an air of discomfort and silence. Nina had arrived in no time, following a call from Denida. If looks could kill, both Denida and Dan would have been dead on the floor. 

The assistants kept nervously peeking over at Nina’s face, in between failed attempts to restore power to the Gate. 

Nina bared her teeth, appearing even more furious than Denida, despite the rage in his eyes. “How could you let this happen?” Nina pointed at Dan. “This is your lab. And you!” She whipped around to Denida. “- you were so eager to play with your new toy that you couldn’t even check to make sure that your son was safe!”

“Look.” Dan raised his hands to fend off Nina. “I’ve got a device that should be able to control the Gate from the other side.” He handed Nina the device. It was about the size of a cell phone and had the same mysterious alloy as the Gate at its center.

“Why can’t you control it from this end?” Nina’s fingers curled into claws. “You should never have had it on, especially without a contingency plan.”

“The controller isn’t technically ready, yet.” Dan backed away from Nina. “We found it with the Gate, but haven’t had much time to test it.” He trembled, as though still prepared to retreat.

“Who knows where Daniel is now, or with whom. He is just twelve years old, a child!” Tears prickled Nina’s eyes, so she turned away and wiped her face on her sleeve.

“I will get him back; I promise.” Denida hugged Nina to try and calm her worries, but it did little to ease his own concerns. 

Nina turned back and nodded. The couple gazed deep into each other’s eyes, as they held a deep conversation without words. 

“This is purely experimental. We don’t know what’s on the other side, or if you can even get back through from the other side.” Dan stepped in between them and the Gate.

Denida frowned, ignoring him. Of course, it’s risky, but Daniel’s my son. What am I supposed to do, forget about him? The mental image of Daniel cold and scared pierced Denida’s mind and his body began to shake with concern.

The Gate buzzed, and all the lights flickered back on. 

“It’s back!” a lab assistant yelled.

“Showtime.” Denida darted over to the Gate. 

“I think we should send troops, too, just in case there are demons or militant forces on the other side.” Dan ran in front of Denida.

Denida paused midstride, listening to Dan, only to shake his head.

“No, we don’t have time to prepare the troops for a mission.” He hugged and kissed Nina tenderly. “I will bring Daniel back. You’ll see.” He smiled at her and took the controller from Nina.

“Wait.” Dan pointed to the controller. “That device is sensitive, so don’t touch it, unless you intend to use it. It has a cooldown period in between uses, so it’s important you don’t use it by accident.”

Denida paused, imagining being stuck in an unknown area with a faulty controller. “Dan, maybe you should call the Colonel,” Denida admitted. “I’ll be going on this adventure alone but having our colonel’s advice on standby could be helpful.” He smiled in Nin’s direction. “Watch over her, Dan.” Denida strode through the Gate. As soon as he vanished, it powered down, like it had after Daniel used it.

Denida found himself in a forested area on the other side of the Gate. He had almost expected to find green aliens chasing Daniel through a wasteland, but the aliens were a figment of his imagination, and the ground was so covered in leaves that it was impossible to see his son’s footsteps. Where could he be? The smartest decision would’ve been to stay right here. Denida scratched his head. Maybe he did stay a while, but gave up on waiting, after several hours passed. Denida decided to search the area. Have I been here before? This forest feels familiar. “Daniel!” he hollered repeatedly as he marched through the dense forest. “Where are you, Son?”

Denida stood still to collect his thoughts and realized that he could hear the distinct “whoosh” of cars passing by. He walked in the direction of the sound until he discovered a road. Maybe he approached the road to seek help?

When Denida reached the road, he stopped dead in his tracks. He saw a familiar symbol on a building across the highway.

enblem

Denida knelt behind a bush, staring at the insignia. He eyed the building for any clues that would justify the symbol’s existence. What is it doing here? I designed it myself after the war with the Dark Angels. He was sure he’d never seen it before the moment he drew it for Dan, yet this building proudly boasted the emblem. 

A troop of soldiers marched around the building, clearly on patrol. The symbol decorated their uniforms, but other than that, their gray getups only confused Denida more. Where am I? He sauntered down the slope, trying not to draw the soldiers’ attention to his presence. He circled the building, scoping it out. Having seen nothing significant, he approached a soldier, who seemed to be on a smoke break. The soldier leaned up against the front wall of the building. Maybe he can tell me about this building.

“Hey.” Denida pointed to the building. “Tall building, here. I really like the insignia engraved above the door.”

“Get out of here, bum. This is a military installation.” The soldier pushed Denida.

Military installation? Denida backed away. Very interesting, seeing as the soldiers are wearing a gear with the symbol decorating it. As he turned to leave, he noticed movement out of the corner of his eye, which caused him to halt.

The door had opened and Denida could see a ring of soldiers inside, with Daniel standing in the middle. 

“I said move it!” The soldier yelled at Denida. 

Denida’s jaw trembled. I can’t leave without Daniel, but if I try to fight this guy, the rest of the soldiers will attack me. “That’s my boy in there, but why?”

The soldier’s eyes followed Denida’s finger to the building and the soldiers inside.

“Well?” Denida trembled with impatience. 

The soldier pushed him into the building.

“This guy says he’s the boy’s dad,” the soldier announced. 

“Oh? This kid said he’s the president’s son. This is the guy he was referring to?” Another soldier snickered.

The rest of the soldiers laughed. 

Denida looked at the unfamiliar soldiers, still with a sinking sensation in his chest. They have the UW symbol here, but they don’t know who we are?

A decorated sergeant stepped into the room, commanding attention. “From what I’ve heard, this boy claims he’s our colonel’s son, and the man says he’s the kid’s dad. Something’s wrong, here.” The sergeant raised his gun, taking aim at Denida.

“I just want to take my son and leave.” Denida raised his hands in surrender.

“We could just kill you here, instead.” The clicks of arms sounded as the rest of the soldiers cocked their guns. Before the situation escalated, another man ran over from behind the troop. 

“Stop! The colonel wants to see both prisoners.” The colonel? It can’t be our colonel, can it? Come to think of it, that would explain the UW symbol’s prevalence here. Denida nodded in acquiescence, relief hastening his stride, on his way to their colonel. 

The soldiers led Denida and Daniel up endless stairs to the top floor of the building. Each landing they passed had guards patrolling each door onto their respective floors. How strange… Denida bit his lip. The military presence sure seemed prevalent, and he really hoped they were taking him to see his own colonel. At least then, he’d be able to get some answers about this strange place.

When they reached the leader’s office, two the guards frisked both Denida and Daniel with a pat down. After turning to one another, the guards nodded and knocked on the grand, mahogany door behind them.

“Enter!” a voice called from within.

The guards opened the door, so Denida and Daniel could step inside, then closed it behind them with a loud bang.

The man at the desk resembled Denida’s colonel, right down to his stern smile. Is it really you?

“I am this world’s colonel, and the president of this underworld.” 

Denida’s mouth hung agape. This man looked and sounded so much like his friend, but how did he become the president, here?

“What the…” I’m in a different underworld?

“You claim to be President Denida’s son?” the colonel asked.

Daniel’s eyes were as wide as Denida’s, as he glanced over at his dad. 

Whoever this man is, he isn’t the colonel I know. Or, perhaps this is what my world would’ve been like if I had never become president? But that couldn’t be the case, given the prominence of the UW emblem in this world.

Denida stepped over to the desk and leaned against it. He drew in a deep breath. “How is it possible that you don’t know me?”

The colonel stared into Denida’s eyes as if he could hear Denida’s heart thumping in his chest. After a moment, he chuckled and leaned back in his chair. “Guards!”

Several men stormed into the room.

“I’m sorry, Mister, but I’ve never seen you before.” The colonel gestured for his troops to act. “They’re crazy. Get them out of my sight and remove them from the compound.”

Before Denida could object, the guards had grabbed him and Daniel and escorted them out of the building. How can this be? Denida knew his colonel very well, especially following their shared history fighting against the Dark Angels. Is that colonel in the office just a doppelgänger of my colonel? It seemed like the only explanation for the lack of recognition.

“I want to go home,” Daniel whispered. 

They ventured through the forest, heading back to the Gate. One thing seemed evident; they had to leave this strange place, wherever they were.

Denida peeked down at his son and a tinge of annoyance drew Denida’s lips into a snarl. If only his son hadn’t followed him to the lab, if only he hadn’t gone through the Gate, none of this would be happening. But that wasn’t important anymore. Denida managed to find his son. As they approached the Gate, Denida froze. Somebody’s here! He pulled Daniel down with him, just in time to hide. 

 

About the Author

Dennis Scheel

As a Christmas Child, I believe magic is everywhere, especially during the
winter, and I try to weave that magic into my stories. After all, my firm
belief in karma and destiny has shaped who I am, so it should guide my
stories, as well.

I was born and raised in Denmark, but faced many challenges during my life,
one of which was my inability to write my stories in Danish! I’ve had my
stories brewing in my head since I was a child and struggled for years to
express them properly. After recovering from a diabetic attack that left me
hospitalized, I managed to find my writer’s voice in English, and am
thrilled to now have the ability to share my tales with you.

 

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