BLURB:
Clark Jackson’s
travels, for the first time, put him in touch with an intriguing species
remarkably human-like. He becomes instantly fascinated with the Fronents and
envious of their advanced technology. Striving to befriend them and learn more,
his uncontrolled enthusiasm forsakes the use of appropriate caution and
suspicion. Could their cold reception be a byproduct of their war with a vile
species in this corner of the universe, or something else?
The magnificent
splendor of an unexplored galaxy, new species to encounter and the adrenalin
rush of space battle feed Clark’s awestruck hunger for exploration and
adventure. Unfortunately, the more he learns the more he questions; including
the wisdom of his entangled involvement in their war.
Meanwhile, back home
in Des Moines, Iowa, Clark attempts to maintain an inconspicuous lifestyle to
avoid attracting the attention of a certain relentless federal agency. His
girlfriend’s own secret, however, could unravel it all.
**Even though the
book is the second book in the series, it IS standalone
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
David
Englund is a storyteller (science fiction author) and teaches economics at
North Dakota State University. His
first two titles, Upsetting the Tides and UNSEASONAL WAR are available on
Amazon. Camouflaged Encounters is
due out in late 2014 and the fourth and fifth books are in progress.
Excerpt:
Mouth chomping, the alien swayed his head back and
forth, then back and back again.
His eyes darted from left to right, unblinking. He took a step in Clark’s direction,
stopped and sniffed anew.
Maybe
invisibility isn’t . . . good enough.
What to do? No shape to
fight.
Clark inched his way along the wall from his seated
position. Slowly, quietly, he
distanced himself from the curious pursuer. The sound of marching echoed in the hallway. He wanted to avoid the hard gaze of the
vile creature, but Clark’s head would not move.
No, no, no.
Stay away. Nothing here.
The tenacious searcher took two steps forward. Fingers flexed open and closed and
opened and closed. Nostrils
flared. Eyes continued searching
while chomping persisted.
Clark inched along faster, less concerned with
noise than distance. His pulse
quickened and despite his best efforts, sweat began to gather on his
forehead. His stomach lurched. Breaths came in shorter, quicker
gasps. The sound of stomping feet
eased slightly as did the smell of reptiles and leather.
One final sniff caused the soldier’s eyes to
narrow, more determined to locate the foul smell. He looked over his shoulder to see his comrades moving on
without him. A moment of
indecision, and then renewed focus brought the hunter a step closer to Clark.
Small drops of sweat fell to the floor. No longer attached to his body, a thin
trail became visible as he continued backward. Clark looked at the floor.
Gasp!
The creature followed Clark’s path. He stepped onto the drops of sweat as
he made his way toward the rear door.
***
David will be awarding a digital copy of Unseasonal War to a
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