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Deep inside Wyoming, in the dead of winter, CIA Agent Alex Shepard is desperate. A few days ago, he sent an undercover agent to the Red Rain Indian Reservation to investigate an unthinkable terrorist plot. However, when his man skipped his daily check-in, Shepard feared the worst.

A missing young girl. A horrifying conspiracy. Jack Widow will kill to save her. Under a sweltering Texas landscape, Jack Widow waits at a dust-covered bus station, when he meets Claire Hood, a grandmother, clearly in distress. Claire is on a solo mission to rescue her abducted granddaughter. Minutes after meeting her, the unthinkable happens. Claire drops dead - natural causes. Right there in front of Widow. Widow isn’t the type of guy to let wrongs go. He picks up her bus ticket and takes her place on a quest that will give him a reason to kill.

Jack Widow lives by simple rules: keep moving, live and let live. But there’s one more rule—don’t cross him, and he won’t cross you. Deep in the Ozarks, the forgotten town of Iron Crossing harbors deadly secrets. Once a thriving railroad hub, now it’s controlled by the Brock family—a ruthless clan who’ll do anything to protect their criminal empire.

When an ATF raid on a cult compound goes horribly wrong, the cult leader and his band of deadly terrorists escape. On the run and desperate, they need a place to hide. A remote family farm makes for the perfect place. But there’s one big problem. The family that lives there has a guest—a drifter they picked up by the name of Jack Widow.

A secluded Montana ranch. A family under siege. A seductive wife. And Jack Widow. Once Quiet is a taut action thriller where Widow must fight against his insatiable feelings for a married woman in order to stop a sinister enemy that lurks in the shadows. Lately, Widow has enjoyed a quiet life on the road with no troubles, but a lifestyle like his costs money. A low bank account balance causes Widow to take temporary work on a dying, secluded cattle ranch in Northern Montana.

A snowy night. A lonely country road. The Black Hills of South Dakota. Widow takes a wrong turn and witnesses the aftermath of a heinous crime. The only trace he sees of the criminals is a pair of taillights. A simple crime turns Widow into a local sheriff’s one and only suspect, but nothing is as it seems.

A cold night, in the middle of nowhere, in a vast county in New Mexico, a lone patrolwoman comes across a pair of dead cops sitting in their cruiser. And who does she find standing over their corpses? A giant, lone drifter with one stark trait; he is menacing like a nightmare. His name? Jack Widow. To find the real killer, she'll have to partner with Widow. What seems like an ambush and execution might turn out to be something conspiratorial and far more sinister.

Promises are meant to be kept. Especially a promise like this. Jack Widow is submarine-watching near Kitsap Naval Base, outside Seattle, when he runs into an old friend. In a hurry, his sailor buddy takes him to a prestigious medal ceremony: the Navy Cross. The event is a “big deal” because the medal is going to the first Native American woman recipient. Who is she? Lou Cosay is a highly decorated former sailor-turned-NCIS agent. She’s smart, tough, and deadly.

A mistaken arrest puts Widow into the Miami criminal system. A mysterious phone call from the US Secret Service and Widow is on his way to DC to face a covert emergency.

Annapolis. The U.S. Naval Academy. Here begins Widow's journey—a path from a promising naval career to a crossroads of life and death. Rewind to Widow's final days as a twenty-two-year-old midshipman, where a dying woman's request catapults him into a whirlwind of lies and buried truths. Her last request? For Widow to solve the mystery of her sister's cold-case murder. Aided by The Shadow Club—a secretive cabal of the world's sharpest investigators—Widow is lured into a world where justice is a shadow play of vengeance and power.

Widow passes through DC. Hanging out, reading the morning paper. He learns about a homeless vet found burned alive on a park bench. The Vet has no known family. No one’s expected to attend his wake. Widow must go.

Jack Widow hunts a ruthless killer who targets AWOL servicewomen and takes dog tags as keepsakes in book six of Scott Blade's best-selling series. On a stormy beach, not a care in the world, Widow stumbles upon an abandoned, washed-up pair of army dog tags left behind. However, that's not all. The name is filed off - a dishonorable act. Widow wants to know why.

If someone you loved was the victim of a violent crime, how far would you go to find justice? Jack Devlin didn't know the answer, until his brother was left comatose after a brutal assault. To the police, it was just another New York mugging. But to Jack Devlin, it was an abomination that must be avenged - outside the law.

When a series of child abductions terrorizes the suburban communities of south St. Louis, Tom Russell of the FBI is called in to assist local law enforcement in the media-charged investigation. Things abruptly change course when the prime suspect in the case is found brutally murdered. The ritualistic nature of the kill and two similar unsolved murders earlier that year mark the emergence of a methodical serial killer known as SRK. Then almost as suddenly as the crimes had begun, they inexplicably stop....

This super collection of over 50 creepy true tales of the paranormal will have you tingling with fear and curiosity. Ghosts, demons, poltergeist, disembodied voices, vampires and much more. This is the a collection of the My Haunted Life books ( My Haunted Life, My Haunted Life Too, My Haunted Life 3), plus two all new bonus stories. A truly unique set of tales of the supernatural that will give you goosebumps and have you looking over your shoulder.

For over 50 years, America's greatest scientists have met in secret to advise the government on issues of national importance. Their recommendations have changed the course of history. When cyber-consultant Adam Braxton is asked to brief this group, he is flattered, but then, he learns he has not been asked to inform them, but to help them locate a turncoat. One of their members is selling national secrets to the highest bidder. And his search cannot involve the government.

Charter boat captain Malik Bashir's family is forced to flee when he is conscripted into the service of a notorious drug lord. He is determined his next mission will be his last. A chartered diving expedition on Malik's boat goes bad when a member of the team is seriously injured during a dive. He must choose between helping the diver and risking his own life or following orders.

Pulitzer-Prize winning journalist Terry Riley can't seem to catch a break. As a senior political reporter for the Washington Post, he's received death threats and taken on his share of scumbags, but this day trumps it all... Riley decides to cover the first International Summit on the Environment in Mexico City. Despite still being a wanted man in Mexico...when he arrives, he learns that thousands of Chiapas rebel villagers in the Mexican Badlands are being wiped out by a sadistic general and a mysterious epidemic, and he's landed smack in the middle of it all.

Naaygi found them waiting for her - as she somehow knew they would be - as the cage doors opened. She even knew somehow what they were: a breed of carnosaur the “evolved” humans had called nanotyrannosaurs, the “Pygmy Tyrants”. And thus she bowed to them and touched her forehead to the pavement, a pavement which ran red with blood and was strewn with the dismembered, disemboweled corpses of at least 50 men and women. And then whispered to them in a language older than words, "Follow me."

Twenty-one year old Tom Jewett has embarked on a new career. His new job as a cub journalist with the Traber Herald sends him and his wife, Sally, to Traber, Colorado, the birthplace of Tom's great grandfather. Almost immediately after settling into their new Victorian fixer-upper, Tom's dreams begin. But, are these dreams of an old room decorated with antiques and dimly lit with kerosene lamps -- simply dreams? Maybe, just maybe, the room does exist.