There was a man standing in the doorway of her tent. Veiled, dressed in black robes, a scimitar hanging by his side. He had appeared there silently, like a ghost, or a shadow, and the woman gasped and took a step backwards.
Evie and Rick are invited to a soiree by Josephine Stanley, one of Evie's old childhood friends. Since Ardeth is visiting them on a short holiday, they extend the invitation to him as well. Upon meeting her in the gardens, Ardeth is immediately enamored of Evie's friend and though he is certain he has never met her before, he feels as if he has known her forever. Before the party is over, they find that she is a prisoner of a controlling vampire passing himself off as her fiance. From the shores of the English Channel to the deserts of Egypt, it is a race against time to bring Josephine back from her half-vampiric state and back into the arms of a long-lost love
A modern-day exorcist is recruited by Evie and Rick O'Connell to help their good friend Ardeth Bay get rid of some unwanted guests that have invaded his body. Considered a rogue exorcist, Morgana Ryan doesn't play by the rules but when it comes to getting the job done, there's no one better. And then...then she had to fall -- and fall hard -- for the very Medjai chieftain she is recruited to exorcise.
This is the sequel to Lost in Paradise, a story based on The Mummy and The Mummy Returns.
Ardeth Bay would always remember everything about this day. Not because life in the desert was the same, but because his life in the desert might take a drastic change
Takes place after Wrath’s Return
Things go from bad, to worse, to downright horrible when Ardeth and Rick go to a nearby
oasis to gather new falcons. Soon they’re wishing they never went at all...
Takes place after One Thing After Another
This is a story about a vampire. It is loosely based on some of the Dracula stories but with s twist.
Human journeys do not begin and end in singularly identifiable events, like a stage play, with neatly divided, structured acts leading to tidy conclusions. Instead, they flow like rivers, existing both before and after the events used to define human life.
The characters in this story are original creations of the author. Some are descendants of characters that originally appeared in the Mummy movies.
With a gasp, Jocelyn jerked awake. She was curled up tightly in her bed, tears still sliding down her cheeks, and she could feel her heart thrumming wildly in her chest. For a moment she was disoriented. Looking around quickly, she realized she was not out in the desert somewhere, but safe in her hotel room. The gauzy curtains moved in and out with the currents of the night wind, their soft white billows soothing the frightened woman. Listening carefully, she heard nothing out of the ordinary. Jocelyn made herself lie quietly, consciously drawing slow, deep breaths and exhaling them fully to calm herself. Once her heart had settled back to a normal pace, she chided herself for her panic.
A solitary figure, draped in black from head to toe, stands on the rocky plateau of a cliff overlooking the vast Egyptian desert, astride a mercury-hued stallion, using binoculars to eye the camp far down below. From still higher above, intensely white moonlight shines in the black velvet sky, giving just enough illumination to locate the camp.
When Germany sends troops to invade Egypt, the Medjai find themselves with a new enemy, and a few surprising allies in the battle.
"Ahhhhh....Home sweet home." Sighed Rick O'Connell to his wife Evelyn as they drove past the intricate iron gate that lead to the outer London estate they hung their hats in. Evelyn, more affectionately known as Evie, smiled at her husband and gave his leg a squeeze. It had become custom for Rick to say those words whenever they returned from one of their archeological adventures, and his voice was usually thick with sarcasm as he said them. This time, there was a truth in his voice, and Evie understood.
It was going to be an interesting night to say that least. The guests arrived one by one as the evening started and each man was given a key that would unlock one of the many rooms on the upper level of the huge old mansion on the hill. The invitations held a promise of mystery and intrigue of passion and fantasy fulfilled. For a few of the guests they had no idea how true this was.