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Four snippets of history from the richest boomtown silver producing territory in the USA. But under the history were the human tales, some of love, some outlaws, and yes, the law. Learn a little history, and yes, #TheStoryteller will make it very interesting. Most now are almost ghost towns, some tourist traps, but life goes on.

It started as a better way to enhance the James Webb Space Telescope. A unit that looked the other way. It needed a team of people, and it needed a helpful AI system. Artificial Intelligence took over most of the work, but it did not rule out the need for human hands and minds. Then came a devastating discovery. A civilization of cyborgs, AI driven units in an expanding, circular wave, carefully harvesting only the warm planets like Earth, in a rapidly growing flat plane right toward Earth itself. It will take the combined minds of man and AI alike to stop the scourge, before it is too late...

It is a dangerous damned business, and only the strongest survive. But the enemy is not one man, but hundreds, and they are like the Hydra, with plenty of backup candidates to fill in behind them. There are talented agents sent out against that tide of traffickers and drug cartels, but they know the chances they take. If the CIA is smart, they will not let the best be ground down to nothing. There has to be a way out, but that, too, is not easy. Enjoy! #TheStoryteller.

Roland was a man out of place, a boy who had been pushed through the system, learning war, learning Christianity and learning to kill. Like most soldiers, he did not learn to hate. He followed orders just as soldiers do in this era. But he came from the thirteenth century, the sixth and seventh crusades. He did not hate the infidels, he simply did as he was told, and did it well. However, he bravely fought through Damietta as the Templar Knights, all of 290 strong in their frightening armor and massive horses, along with well over a 200,000 member strong Frankish army and calvary (French), ...

They fought like cats and dogs all through their growing years, only brought under control when he finally got as tall as his stepsister. Of the same family, they drew no blood but plenty of hurt feelings. Two more determined winners could not be found. Then, somehow, they grew up. One to Military MP Service, the other to school, both focused on criminology, determined to somehow make a difference. Tragic circumstances bring them to the old house in central Illinois, where they reconnect and find themselves entirely different in their feelings toward one another. The story will catch your ...

I was perfectly happy to exist as a Detective First, sweeping up the detritus and the flotsam of the underbelly of Denver. True, I drank too much, hated everybody, almost, but I was a damned good cop on the job. Then, I found a murder that did not exist. Then another. It took me to places I have never considered. It has taught me things I should have learned at my mother’s knee. It sent me on a trip so close to hell that I felt the heat. And I lived. I loved… and I sobered up.- Ally Whitedove

Baron Darl Estoba de Valencia is a happy go lucky sorcerer, plying the ladies, living the good life. This has gone on for more than a hundred years. A privilege, that long life, of the sorcerer clan. However, a pleasurable dalliance with a lovely, titled Lady in Venice leads to trouble, and our man is on the run. But someone, or something is watching over him, for in his escape, he meets the perfect woman. At least for him. And she wastes no time in collecting him. The trouble with such slow aging is that anyone around them for more than a couple of years will see the lack of age and claim ...

Commander Shedonne Bronte rides a massive spaceship into the unknown for many years. Yes, many. She is awakened by an unknown hand, finds herself entangled with, of all things, Elves, Dwarves and vicious aliens! But she has something no one else has figured out. Courage, skill, and determination to overcome all obstacles, take advantage of every opportunity, and come up a winner! It isn't easy, but that is the stuff she brings to the outer universe. Can she save her friends, hold the one man that seems an unlikely mate, all while holding off the enemies and survive? Let's go find out! Enjoy...

Skye Blue was a mistake, in her family's eyes, but they came to love and even respect her as a half-sister. But they did not understand what made her tick. She had secrets, big ones. And then, in a complete surprise, she found she was far more than she thought! Far more deadly, very adept and turning the minds of men to her thinking, and she did it without much effort. Sooner or later, she must discover how this could happen. And why her sisters were oddly not surprised. In fact, the concept of home, so alien for so long, became the goal. If she could find home, she might find peace. That ...

She did not ask to be here. Her Uncle Beauford always talked of her being the first 'Lady US Marshal.' But, that was just talk. Still, she trained and practiced until she was deadly. The Indian half breed stray was proving quite competent, quite the determined Hunter. Then, circumstances forced her to put on that badge. She was, as Beauford had predicted, the first Lady US Marshal. And she was damned mad. Every outlaw from the bottom to top in that raiding gang that killed her Uncle and her sisters had to go. Especially the top. Outlaws, beware. You asked for it, now you gotta deal with it.

There was a Blackfoot so important that it boggles the mind to have him buried in obscurity, lost among the wild tales of success and triumph, regardless of how inaccurate. A non-violet leader, a damned good warrior, and not afraid to kill, if he had to. But he was one of the very few who saw the futility of war against the white man. They tried to kill him, to wipe his People from the face of the earth, but he stood resolute and prevailed. And so, the Blackfoot remain unto this day. Fun to research, fun to write, but the truth herein may be stretched, too. Fodder for #TheStoryteller, right?

A semi-fictional story of the horror and disbelief that filled the residents of sunny California back in the day. Cops and parents were on the lookout, many more heavily armed than the police, but the killers had to be stopped. The state with the second highest number of serial killers, so- called runaways, and trouble far beyond the norm. Someone had to do something and that was the boutique PI firm of two dedicated investigators. They were willing to dig and dig until they corralled the perps. Often, the cops wrote off the missing teenagers, girls as well as boys. But girls indicated ...

Dissatisfied with the slow plodding investigative work of the police, Arnold Dirkson strikes out on his own to be proactive in crime stopping as a very dangerous PI in the WWII era. With the right friends, the love of a pretty writer, even the arrival of the FBI when he most needed them, he makes a difference. Whether the Fates or God, someone should reward him for his efforts, tilting at windmills. We wish him luck. He will need it. Enjoy! #TheStoryteller

There be monsters out there in the Great Southwest. There be lawbreakers, vagrants, and all out bad people. Someone has to stop them. Start with the monsters and the rest may follow. Rangers have always braved the unknown... Even against monsters...A mix of Vampire and 'Shifter worlds... with a vengeance.

It was just a rock. A pretty one, and it intrigued the Incas as a bauble, a trade item. It helped keep the Inca Empire afloat. The Spanish made the first recorded find back in 1600. It was still just a rock. And it subsided into the history ofthe western Amazon Basin for more than 300 years. However, it took a man of vision to see what really layinside that rock. Perhaps, therein, lies a story. Such legends, rumors, and sometimes successes, are the fodder for #TheStoryteller.

He had no idea who he was or where he came from. A cryptic note to himself from before the accident gave him clues. It might have been God who gave him a chance to rescue the woman who would stand beside him, help him, and yes, she could shoot, too. A blessing in the New Mexico desert where Mexican bandits, outlaws and Apache roamed free. The Sugaro Cactus, what he called the Bandit Cactus, stood in silent sentry over his clues, over his life, and eventually over his wealth.A strong, silent observer, a key to his destiny, the Bandit Cactus would tie all of this together, though Codger and ...

Miranda Hope was raised at her daddy's knee, learning poker from the ground up. When most girls were playing with dolls and hoping for boyfriends, she was learning how to detect a short deck, how to set one and how to slip or bottom deal. Her daddy did not want her to cheat, he wanted her to know how it's done, because the gift he gave her would make her rich, but, if she failed, destroy her. With the sudden, violent death of her father, she is thrust out into the world, perhaps too soon, or maybe, just at the right time. Calling on reserves and instincts she did not even know she possesses...

Scarlett's mother raised a good girl, telling her things she needed to know to survive this world. The most important was simply, “Never let them kiss you. Never let them love you. It will end in disaster.” Carrying that target imagined on every female freshman’s butt, she managed to waltz through the first year at the University of Georgia in Atlanta unscathed, then the second, and for some reason, people believed she might be an Ice Queen. Delightful to look at, impossible to hold. They had no idea how right they were…

Aulf seemed a misfit, a Viking Warrior out of place. From the time she was in the American school system, she was bullied. But the Viking blood was there. All it needed was a little discipline, control, and balance, and she came alive. Now into Afghanistan during the twenty-year war, she finds herself a champion of the lost women in the Arab trafficking world. And she is damned good at it. Ranger trained, Arabia bound, something will give. Of course, she cannot stop the tide of trafficking, but she sure as hell can make a dent in it. Closer to truth than fiction, and fun enough to hold your...

The Oklahoma territories were fraught with difficulties, from unstable Indian predation to deserters, out and out bandits and if Katie had not been rescued at the point of sale, she would have spent her dismal life in a Mexican bordello. But when Texas Ranger Abe Jones saw evil, he did something about it. She made him promise to quit the Rangers if he married her and he obliged. Even then, it was not easy. Help comes in many ways, and she leads a full, if convoluted life, all on her path to Closure. Enjoy!