“You should not be here. You must leave at once” a silky voice spoke gently.
“Have you ever seen a desert storm?”
She shook her head, her long brown hair flying about her face. He was behind her – she could feel his heat against her back – his hands resting lightly on her hips. They stood together on a high ledge looking out over the oasis. His hands moved with a familiar ease to circle around her stomach as he pulled her back against the hardness of his body. She leaned her head back until it rested comfortably just below his shoulder.
Ardeth stood before the long oblong swivel mirror and attempted to brush the mass of tangles from his long thick hair. He’d just finished bathing and his bronzed skin still held the warm dampness from the water. A white towel wrapped around his narrow waist was all that clothed his hard muscled body as he pursed his lips together in frustration. He winced slightly at the throbbing pain from the nasty gash on his upper right arm as he tried to maneuver the brush through his hair. It was even worse when he tried to use his left hand.
“Allah! Why do I bother?” he growled in frustration as the tangles refused to budge. “I should just cut it all off!”
“Don’t you dare!” came the soft whispered feminine threat from behind him as he spun around to find Evy staring wide eyed at him from the doorway.
This is the sequel to Lost in Paradise, a story based on The Mummy and The Mummy Returns.
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.
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.