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The day started out so well

Today I went to Paris to have lunch with my son. It was a gorgeous day. We met at a pizzaria & the food was delicious. After we drove through Paris, past the Notre Dame Cathedral, though the Latin Quarter – it was just lovely. Then we got to a red light, and I looked over, and this girl was making rude gestures at us.

Today a crazy lady stormed out of her car and hit me (I wasn’t even driving – just sitting in the passanger seat watching the light) so I have to get a medical certificate and go to the police station tomorrow and report it. I think she must have been on drugs. There are nutters everywhere. This one thought my husband cut her off and had a fit at the red light – he said she didn’t know how to drive & she went balistic. She came over and spit on me (why me? I wasn’t even driving) I pushed her away and she slugged me. I got out of the car and took pictures of her plates while my husband dragged her away from me.The only thing I said was ‘get back into your car’, and ‘I’m sorry, but I have to report this’. I was quite proud of myself for staying so calm while my husband started yelling. I do want to take self defense lessons though. I felt like such a wimp that she had time to hit me, and I just sat there – the least I could do is learn to duck! On the other hand, luckily it happend in France – in the US she probably would have had a gun and shot us! Result – fearsome headache and bruised cheekbone. And no chocolate in the house! (this is when you need lots of chocolate).

Then I got home and started listening to Brett Kavanaugh defending himself. He is a petulant spoiled brat, full of himself, sure of himself – a horrible, evil human being. His accuser, Dr Ford, told a horrific story about Kavanaugh and his friend Judge as they cornered her in a room and jumped on her. He pretends he doesn’t believe her – but he does. He lies. He is lying. The slap on my face by the crazy lady hurts less than Kavanaugh’s hurtful words. He is disgusting. If he is sworn in as judge, this day will be pretty much completely ruined. And it had started out so well.

 

 

Storms Over Babylon

Get ready for the storm – it’s coming June 14th!

Ashley knows Alexander is going to die, unless she can somehow trick the Time Senders. In Babylon, everything is coming to a head. 

 

Storms Over Babylon
Accent Press / Simon & Schuster
14 June 2018
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Get ready for the storm – it’s coming June 14th!

Blurb : From the scorching plains of Persia to the opulent city of Babylon, Ashley and Alexander continue their sensuous and passionate journey through history. Alexander the Great is now king of Persia and Greece – but his reign will be short. Time-travelling Ashley knows when her husband will die. She’s determined to cheat Fate and save Alexander and her children, even if it brings the gates of time crashing down. Following Alexander on a tour of his new kingdom, she plans her moves and bides her time. She must, however, convince Alexander to abandon his crown and his kingdom.

Excerpt : In the month of May, the weather took a turn for the worse. Thunderstorms boomed over the city and there were swarms of hungry mosquitoes at night. Alexander had to oversee religious celebrations, some lasting until very late, and one evening he came back with a slight chill. I didn’t think much of it. Usse gave him some hot tea, and we lay down in bed. Plexis was already asleep, lying in his own bed next to ours. The mosquito netting moved slightly in the breeze. It was much cooler than it had been all week; the rain had cleared the air. During the night, Alexander developed a high fever. The next morning he could hardly move, his muscles cramped and he was drenched in sweat. It was malaria.
‘How do you feel now?’ I asked him for the hundredth time that day, after Usse gave him his medicine.
Alexander opened one eye and stared at me. It was his blue eye, I noticed. ‘I would feel better if my head stopped hurting,’ he admitted. ‘The fever is making me thirsty. Do you have any water nearby?’
‘Of course.’
I poured water from the pitcher into his golden cup and held it for him as he drank. The muscles in his throat worked as the water went down. Then he lay back on the bed with a sigh. ‘Do I die of malaria then?’ he asked. He tried to grin, but his mouth trembled suddenly. I leaned down and kissed him on his lips. They were hot and dry despite the cool drink.
‘Are you afraid?’
‘I thought I wouldn’t be.’ He took a shaky breath and let it out slowly. ‘But that was when I thought the only thing that counted was my kingdom.’
‘And now?’ I asked him.
‘I’ve had time to think. When you saved Plexis that’s when things began to change for me. I realized something I hadn’t known before. I want to stay with you. I love you, Ashley of the Sacred Sandals. I have told you that twice before. I should have said it more. Now, with this fever making my bones ache, I will tell you a third time. I want to see the babe you carry. I want to grow old surrounded by my loved ones. I no longer want to die. Does that answer your question? Yes, I am afraid.’
‘Don’t be afraid. I love you too, Alex.’
‘So why do you cry?’ He reached a hand to my cheek and brushed tears away.
‘Because I never dared hope that you would let go of your dream.’ My tears fell faster now. Teardrops sparkled on his hands like diamonds.
‘It took me long enough to understand that my dream was an empty one without you and Plexis by my side, and that my future was an illusion. Ashley, don’t cry. Please. I feel as if I’ve woken up from a long nightmare. All the battles and bloodshed, all the good men who died following me, they will lie on my conscious for ever. Only you will be able to ease my mind. You have seen the future, so you can tell me that it was not all futile.’
‘Of course not, Alexander. Nothing you did was futile.’
‘It feels that way now,’ he said. His eyes were very bright. I frowned at him. He was starting to sound distinctly un-Alexander-like. I put my hand on his forehead and jerked it back with a muffled cry. He was burning up.

author _photoAbout the Author: Jennifer Macaire is an American living in Paris. She likes to read, eat chocolate, and plays a mean game of golf. She grew up in upstate New York, Samoa, and the Virgin Islands. She graduated from St Peter and Paul High School in St Thomas and moved to NYC where she modelled for five years for Elite. She went to France and met her husband at the polo club. All that is true. But she mostly likes to make up stories.

Jennifer’s blog and website:  https://jennifermacaire.blogspot.fr/   https://authorjennifermacaire.wordpress.com/

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The Time for Alexander Series

Sex, love, war, & quite a bit of vino – it’s a Greek myth come to life…

Ashley is a time-travel journalist who has fought to prove herself in a world that that believes her road in life was paved by her parents’ fortune. After winning a prestigious award, she is selected to travel through time and interview a historical figure. Choosing her childhood hero, Alexander the Great, she voyages back in time for less than a day to interview a man whose legend has survived to the present day. He mistakes her for Persephone, goddess of the dead, and kidnaps her. Stranded in the past, cold and aloof Ashley has to learn to befriend, to trust…and to love.

Join Ashley and Alexander the Great on their fabulous adventure. Fans of Diana Gabaldon, Jodi Taylor, and Diana Norman will enjoy this saga.

What everyone’s saying about The Road to Alexander:

“If you are a fan of Diana Gabaldon and her Outlander Series then you will love this story. The same heart wrenching trials and tribulations that she puts her characters through happen within this gripping tale.” Lynda Warnock

“Fun, sexy and at times incredibly sad, the story held me to the end and the research was incredible.” Karen King, author.

“If you love Time travel books then this one is not to be missed. Totally engrossing!!!!” Amazon reviewer.

Join Ashley on her hilarious, bumpy journey into the past as she discovers where her place in history truly is…

Book I – The Road to Alexander: What do you do when the past becomes your future?

The year is 2089, and time-travelling journalist Ashley Riveraine gets a once in a lifetime opportunity to interview her childhood hero, Alexander the Great. She expects to come out with an award-winning article, but doesn’t count on Fate intervening. Alexander mistakes Ashley for Persephone, goddess of the dead, and kidnaps her, stranding her in his own time. Being stuck 3000 years in the past with the man of her dreams wouldn’t be so bad if the scientists of the Time Institute hadn’t threatened to erase Ashley from existence if she changes history.
Ashley must now walk a tightrope, caught up in the cataclysmic events of the time, knowing what the future holds for the people she comes to love but powerless to do anything to influence it.

Book II – Legends of Persia: When Ashley Riveraine jumped at the chance to travel back in time to meet her hero Alexander the Great, she never thought she would end up staying there…

Following Alexander the Great’s army on its journey across Persia, Ashley is walking the knife edge of history. As a presumed goddess, Ashley is expected to bless crops, make sure battles are won and somehow keep herself out of the history books. Can Ashley avoid the wrath of the Time Institute while keeping the man she loves alive

51dCDhKIE6LBook III – Son of the Moon: Can you face the consequences of cheating the Fates?

Alexander the Great journeys to India, where he and Ashley are welcomed with feasts and treachery.  With their son, Paul, being worshiped as the Son of the Moon, and Alexander’s looming death, Ashley considers the unthinkable: how to save them and whether she dares to cheat Fate?

 


Book IV – Storms Over Babylon: From the scorching plains of Persia to the opulent city of Babylon, Ashley and Alexander continue their sensuous and passionate journey through history.

Alexander the Great is now king of Persia and Greece – but his reign will be short. Time-travelling Ashley knows when her husband will die. She’s determined to cheat Fate and save Alexander and her children, even if it brings the gates of time crashing down. Following Alexander on a tour of his new kingdom, she plans her moves and bides her time. She must, however, convince Alexander to abandon his crown and his kingdom. (coming June 2018!) 

Book V – Chants to Persephone – Alexander lives – but his soul has been stolen by the mysterious Thief of Souls, a druid with the power to change time. Now Ashley and Alexander must travel to the land of her ancestors in the far north in order to find Alexander’s soul and somehow get history – er, the future, back on track.

The Oracle of Ammon tells Alexander he must go to the land of Snow and Ice to find his lost soul, so Ashley and Alexander voyage from Alexandria through Gaul and up the coast of Scandinavia. But the Thief of Souls is not only after Alexander’s soul. He also wants Paul, and the druids have raised an army to capture him. With Ashley’s help, Alexander must recover his soul and thwart a man who has the power to stop time itself.
(Coming September 2018)

Book VII – The Soul of Time: In the land of the Eaters of the Dead, Ashley and Alexander come face to face with the terrifying Thief of Souls – a druid with powers to stop time and change the future of the world.

Ashley and Alexander travel to the land of the Eaters of the Dead in the far north in order to stop a certain druid, Voterix, the Thief of Souls, from irrevocably changing time. With Alexander’s soul and Paul as his prisoner puppet, the druid hopes he can stop the Roman legion from conquering Europe and thus change the course of time. But Ashley knows that will not happen without the mysterious Time-Senders erasing all their lives. In order to save herself, her children, and the men she loves, she has to find the druid’s lair and get Alexander’s soul back.
(Coming January 2019)

Book VII – Banquet of the Gods: In the final book in the Time for Alexander series, Ashley and Alexander journey to Carthage, seal the fate of Rome, take part in the game of Phersu, meet a demon, and wrap up the series in a fine style indeed!

On their way back to Egypt, Alexander and Ashley stop in Carthage where they save a boy intended for a bloody sacrifice. Taking refuge in Rome, Alexander is recognised, captured, and forced to take part in the terrifying ‘Game of Phersu’ in the arena. No doubt having Alexander the Great as a gladiator will draw the crowds…but can it mean the end of his adventures?
(Coming March 2019)

 

Son of the Moon

51dCDhKIE6LBook III – Son of the Moon: Can you face the consequences of cheating the Fates?

Alexander the Great journeys to India, where he and Ashley are welcomed with feasts and treachery.

With their son, Paul, being worshiped as the Son of the Moon, and Alexander’s looming death, Ashley considers the unthinkable: how to save them and whether she dares to cheat Fate?

“I treated myself to a copy of ‘Son of the Moon’ for a Christmas present and was not disappointed. Like Jennifer’s two previous novels in the series, I found the characters believable and their relationships well developed. Alexander is a passionate hero with human failings just as I had always envisioned him and I enjoy the depiction of this unusual “family” group that has grown up around him during his efforts to explore the edges of the known world. Although battles are described, the emphasis is on the developing human relationships that I find as important to history (even alternate history) as events.

In this installment, Alexander and Ashley are in India and they experience the culture’s exotic combination of beauty, courage, and treachery as they struggle through the monsoons, confront the formidable war elephants of Porus, and outwit brutal Brahmin rebels. Ashley must also face the reality of Alexander’s looming death and consider the possibilities and consequences of cheating fate.”

~ Mary for Goodreads

Legends of Persia

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LEGENDS OF PERSIA

Book II in the Time for Alexander series

When Ashley Riveraine jumped at the chance to travel back in time to meet her hero Alexander the Great, she never thought she would end up staying there…

Following Alexander the Great’s army on its journey across Persia, Ashley is walking the knife edge of history. As a presumed goddess, Ashley is expected to bless crops, make sure battles are won and somehow keep herself out of the history books.

Can Ashley avoid the wrath of the Time Institute while keeping the man she loves alive?

The Road to Alexander

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Book I – The Road to Alexander

Sex, love, war, & quite a bit of vino – it’s a Greek myth come to life…

Ashley is a time-travel journalist who has fought to prove herself in a world that that believes her road in life was paved by her parents’ fortune. After winning a prestigious award, she is selected to travel through time and interview a historical figure. Choosing her childhood hero, Alexander the Great, she voyages back in time for less than a day to interview a man whose legend has survived to the present day. He mistakes her for Persephone, goddess of the dead, and kidnaps her. Stranded in the past, cold and aloof Ashley has to learn to befriend, to trust…and to love.

Join Ashley and Alexander the Great on their fabulous adventure. Fans of Diana Gabaldon, Jodi Taylor, and Diana Norman will enjoy this saga.

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Excerpt

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EXCERPT FROM ‘THE ROAD TO ALEXANDER’

Alexander couldn’t get over it. My itchy linen robe had been the very finest quality, thanks to the machine that wove it, but my shoes had been a dismal failure and he was disappointed in the god’s choice of footwear.

I tried to explain that the gods had nothing to do with my sandals but fell asleep in the middle of my sentence. It wasn’t that important anyway, I thought.

There was a new pair of sandals on the rug the next morning. They fitted perfectly. My old ones had disappeared, and I didn’t find out where they’d gone until I went into the village and passed by the temple. There, on the altar, were my sandals.

Fresh flowers, a bowl of warm milk, and a small snail made of clay surrounded them. A young girl in temple robes sat next to them murmuring a prayer. I tried to speak to her in Greek, but she didn’t understand me. I pursed my lips and went to find Nassar. Maybe he could explain.

Nassar was writing a letter for a tough-looking soldier. They were both sitting on a mat made of reeds, and every once in a while Nassar would throw his pen away and break off a reed. He would sharpen it quickly with his teeth and I realized with a small start that his front teeth had been carefully cut at a bias to trim reeds into pens. It was interesting and I resolved to have him explain how it was done. He dipped the reed into a little clay pot of ink and wrote on a rather cheap piece of papyrus. A dozen rolled-up letters were lying beside him, each one flattened and sealed with a blob of wax. He’d been busy all morning. When he finished the letter he rolled it up, tied it with a piece of grass and sealed it with hard wax. Then he flattened the whole thing with his fist, wrote the address on the outside, and placed it on top of the pile.

“Next?” he called out in his nasal voice.

“Good morning, Nassar,” I said as I approached.

He held his arms up in a stiff salute and then bowed, touching his forehead to the mat. “Hail Demeter’s daughter,” he intoned.

“Don’t do that!” I was upset. “Who told you that, anyway?”

“Oh, everyone knows,” he said smugly.

“Well, I’d like you to come to the temple with me to see about a pair of shoes,” I said.

“Oh! The Sacred Sandals! I should be honored! May I touch them, oh daughter of Demeter?”

I closed my eyes and counted to ten. “They aren’t sacred sandals,” I said. “And of course you can touch them. There’s been a mistake.”

“They weren’t your sandals? The captain of the guards took them to the shoemaker early this morning to have a copy made in leather and gave the originals to the temple. It is not a coincidence that the goddess of the harvest, Demeter, guards this town. It was why you were sent here. Now that Iskander has rescued you, the harvest is sure to be fantastic this year.”

“But isn’t the village protected by Ishtar?”

“It was, but it’s becoming Hellenicised. Now it has adopted Demeter, goddess of the harvest, because of what Iskander said last night in his speech.”

“His speech? What did he say?”

“You should have asked me to translate,” he said, reproach in his voice. “He said he was glad to be there and that he hoped the play would be entertaining, that he and his soldiers were very happy in the village, and he was honored everyone had made them feel so welcome, and how the two cultures would complement each other.” Nassar took a deep breath, like a swimmer, and plunged in again. “He said that the gods of Greece were stronger than our gods so we’d do well to adopt theirs. He said you had been sent as a sign and that he’d saved you from Hades himself, so Demeter would forever be grateful. He said that as a goddess you would personally see to the welfare of the village.” He finished in a rush and smiled at me. “I’m no longer an atheist,” he said proudly. “I believe in you. Why, if I want, I can actually touch your sandals.”

I closed my eyes again and waited for the wave of pain that was sure to come. Pretending to be a goddess must rate among the three top reasons for erasing a Time-traveling journalist. After a few seconds I opened one eye, then the other. Nothing had happened. I was still sitting in front of Nassar, and he was watching me with a rapt expression on his narrow, rat-like face.

“Did your mother speak to you?” he whispered, his eyes wide.

“No. No, she didn’t. Excuse me, Nassar, but I think I’ll just go lie down. I have to think about all this.” I stood up, shivering with disquiet, and walked back to the tent where Alexander was having a game of dice with a tall man I recognized as the village priest. I wondered if I could sneak away, but they turned and saw me.

“Oh! There you are!” cried Alexander, standing up and holding out his arms. “I was worried. Did you find your new shoes? Yes, I see you did. The village priest has come to thank you for your sandals. In exchange, he has agreed to forsake all virgin sacrifices. Isn’t that wonderful? Your mother will be thrilled.”

“I’m sure she will be,” I said with the utmost truthfulness. Then I went into the tent and collapsed.

Rebel Storm Rider

Rebel Storm Rider by Jennifer Macaire

When intergalactic herders Carl and Ruby Cadet find a Raider baby in a wrecked spaceship, they decide to keep her as their own daughter. Raiders are considered the scourge of the galaxy and the Federation, never having captured a Raider alive, demands they give her up. When Carl and Ruby refuse, the Federation declares them outlaws and sends Raider hunters after them.
The hunters have been given an order: capture the baby alive but eliminate Carl and Ruby if necessary. Despite the danger, the young herders decide to go rogue and flee. Their only hope of saving themselves and the baby Raider will be the space-travelling horses, and the mysterious Horse Passages.
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 (At Evernight Teen, it’s at a special 2,99$ price for a limited time only!)

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Carl held his hand up. “Shh. Listen.” He froze, and then swore loudly. “By the gods of the eight corners of the universe!”
“What is it?”
“No time to explain. Just start packing! We have to leave!” Carl grabbed Boo’s bridle, slung his saddle over his shoulder, and dashed out into the rain.
Ruby didn’t waste time trying to imagine what was happening. She put Sally in the crib, feathers and all, clipped on her harness and zipped the top closed. She put everything else lying around in a bag, including a half-open pack of hydrolyzed lasagna and Sally’s milk bottles. She rolled up the sleeping bags, grabbed the clothing satchels and Sally’s cradle, and she put everything under a tree right outside. Then she turned to the new tent.
It was a domed construction and folded into a package small enough for one person to carry. First she had to pull the stakes out all around it, then take down the two awnings. The tent then flipped over by itself and all Ruby had to do was fasten the pack tightly, pick it up, and put it on their pile of belongings. She put the campfire out, quickly unstrung the fairy lights in the trees, and shoved them in a bag. Now, under the tree, there was the tent pack, the clothing satchels, Sally’s bag, the supply bag, and her saddle and bridle. Just as she finished, Carl rode up on Boo. He led the three other horses, and had the foal slung over his lap. He wore the corral rope coiled around his shoulders.
“Ruby, you’re a wonder,” he said, sliding to the ground while carefully holding the foal. He set her down and then he grabbed the tent and bags and lashed everything on the pack horses while Ruby saddled and bridled Shade. When she finished, she made sure Sally was securely strapped in the cradle then fastened it to the back of her saddle.
Carl came over, checked the cradle, Shade’s girth, and then boosted Ruby onto Shade. “Be quiet, and follow me.”
“Should I be worried?” Ruby asked in a low voice. “Is it the Federation? Was that a spaceship?”
“Did you hear it too?” Carl lifted the foal onto Boo then mounted. He juggled the pack horses’ leads and then nodded toward the river. “I thought it was thunder, but it is a spaceship. There’s no reason for one to come here unless they’re looking for us. We were camped down by the river—so that’s where they are right now. I saw their lights. They’ll figure out soon enough we left, and they’ll be combing the area. The rain will slow them down. We won’t show up on their scanners. As soon as we get out of the woods, we gallop away from the river, all right? I’m hoping Boo will open a passage for us so we can slip away.”
“I’m right behind you,” said Ruby. Sally was starting to fuss in her cradle, but she wasn’t crying. She was just letting everyone know she was awake, and not happy about being cooped up in the dark. “Hush darling, don’t cry,” said Ruby.
In the rain, in the dark, Ruby could hardly see the horses in front of her. Boo’s nearly white coat showed up when lightning sheeted across the sky, the trees’ shadows zig-zagging across their path. The horses picked their way carefully through the woods, and then suddenly they were out on the plain. The full force of the rain and wind hit them, and Ruby gasped in surprise. She had her new hat on, and the brim kept most of the water out of her eyes, but the rain soaked her collar and ran down her back. It wet her reins and her hands kept slipping.
“The horses see in the dark—don’t worry. Let’s go!” shouted Carl, and he gave Boo his head.
Ruby grabbed her saddle horn as Shade bunched her muscles and launched herself through the pouring rain. Carl may have told her the horses saw in the dark, but she was still terrified. The rain slashed her face, and the dark was only lit by violent flashes of lightning that showed the grass nearly flattened by the wind. The horses pounded through the storm, and Ruby had to pull back on the reins to keep Shade from taking the lead.
“I know you’re the fastest, but stay back!” pleaded Ruby, gasping for breath. She was standing in her stirrups, bent over her horse’s neck, and praying that Sally would be all right.
Suddenly the horses slowed, and instead of a headlong gallop, started to trot. Ahead, Ruby heard Boo whinnying. She rubbed the rain out of her eyes with the back of her hand and tried to see through the dark. Thunder rumbled again, lightning sizzled, and a shimmering mist curtain appeared, waving crazily in the wind.
Carl wheeled Boo around and urged the pack horses in first. Then he came alongside Ruby. “Go, I’m right behind you,” he shouted. “Hang on tight. It’s going to be a rough passage!”
The rumbling grew louder and Ruby realized it wasn’t thunder. A blinding light shined on them, and she heard sharp cracks.
“Go!” shouted Carl.
She went, screwing her eyes closed as Shade careened into the maelstrom of the Horse Passage. They fell through nothing, then there came a jolt hard enough to nearly knock the breath out of her. Shade uttered a sharp whinny and Sally wailed loudly in her cradle. There came another jounce, and Shade scrabbled like mad. Ruby felt her hooves bite, felt a giant lurch, and then they were out—past the last stinging veil of the passage, into bright sunlight.
She dragged air into her lungs and turned to see Boo and Carl surge out of the mist. Behind them, the curtain shimmered and vanished. “Thank goodness. We made it,” she cried.
“Thank…,” said Carl. Then he slumped over and slid off his horse, landing with a sickening crunch on the ground.
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Lost Storm Rider

Carl isLost-storm-rider-evernightpublishing-JayAheer2016-smallprevew a herder, one of the elites who follow their horses through the galaxy in search of new planets. During a passage, Carl’s worst nightmare comes true when he falls off his horse. He ends up on Planet Earth, lost for nine centuries and now nearly empty because of a deadly virus.

He’s rescued by Ruby and her father, who nurse him back to heath, because Carl isn’t immune and nearly dies when he catches the virus. He tries to adapt to “Mother Earth”, a planet run by robots, where everyone is either a breeder or a sterile worker. As time passes, he becomes more attached to Ruby. He doesn’t know if he can leave Ruby to her fate, or if she’d consider leaving her family and everything she knows to follow him.

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Riders of the Lightning Storm

Available from Amazon  and Evernight Teen Publishing                                       Riders of the Lightning Storm (Horse Passages Book 1)

Riders of the Lightning Storm
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Voyagers from earth have not only found haven on a faraway planet, but vast herds of horses that seem to vanish as if by magic. In reality the horses are able to open passages through time and travel from planet to planet. Settlers on the “Home Planet” learn to tame these horses and accompany them on their journeys, following the herds through the universe. Their life, their existence, is idyllic but for the scourge of the alien Raiders, who stalk and capture the herders and their horses.

 Twins Carl and Meagan Cadet are the youngest herders in the Federation. Though they savor their privacy and the bond with their horses, they eventually join forces with the rowdy Jeffries brothers. Just as they are learning to live and travel together, however, tragedy strikes.

…No one has ever escaped the Raiders. But when Luke Jeffries and Meagan, long ago orphaned by the cruel and barbaric aliens, find themselves slaves on a mining planet, they know they must try.Yet to do so, they must first discover the key to unlock the mystery of the marvelous Horse Passages.

“Horse Passages by Jennifer Macaire is the story Carl and Meagan Cadet and the Federation, a group devoted to saving the beautiful and magical horses who travel through galaxies. Readers will follow Meagan and Carl as they choose to join forces with the Jeffries brothers and pursue battle with the Raiders. Meagan and Luke Jeffries find themselves have to escape from the captivity of the barbaric aliens, something that has never before been done. An engaging novel taking place on a world far away, featuring an intimately detailed plot, Horse Passages is very highly recommended as action/adventure science fiction novel and an altogether entertaining read.”

~Midwest Book Review