Read Runner's Moon Trilogy Megabook Series Online
Authors: Linda Mooney
Runner's Moon Trilogy Megabook Series
Runner's Moon Trilogy Megabook Series
by Linda Mooney
Whiskey Creek Press
www.whiskeycreekpress.com
Copyright ©2009 by WHISKEY CREEK PRESS
NOTICE: This eBook is licensed to the original purchaser only. Duplication or distribution to any person via email, floppy disk, network, print out, or any other means is a violation of International copyright law and subjects the violator to severe fines and/or imprisonment. This notice overrides the Adobe Reader permissions which are erroneous. This eBook cannot be legally lent or given to others.
This eBook is displayed using 100% recycled electrons.
2
CONTENTS
Published by
WHAT THEY ARE SAYING ABOUT
Other Books by Author Available at Whiskey Creek Press:
Dedication
RUNNER'S MOON BOOK 1: JEBARAL
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
3
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Epilogue
RUNNER'S MOON: BOOK 2: TIRON
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
4
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Epilogue
RUNNER'S MOON BOOK 3: SIMOLIF
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
5
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Epilogue
About the Author
For your reading pleasure, we invite you to visit our web
bookstore
* * * *
6
THE RUNNER'S MOON TRILOGY
Three Complete Novels:
RUNNER'S MOON: JEBARAL
RUNNER'S MOON: TIRON
RUNNER'S MOON: SIMOLIF
by
Linda Mooney
WHISKEY CREEK PRESS
www.whiskeycreekpress.com
7
Published by
WHISKEY CREEK PRESS
Whiskey Creek Press
PO Box 51052
Casper, WY 82605-1052
www.whiskeycreekpress.com
Copyright © 2009 by Linda Mooney
Warning: The unauthorized reproduction or distribution of this copyrighted work is illegal. Criminal copyright infringement, including infringement without monetary gain, is investigated by the FBI and is punishable by up to 5 (five) years in federal prison and a fine of $250,000.
Names, characters and incidents depicted in this book are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously.
Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental and beyond the intent of the author or the publisher.
No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including 8
photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the publisher.
ISBN 978-1-60313-589-4
Credits
Cover Artist: Jinger Heaston
Editor: Chere Gruver & Jessica Darago Printed in the United States of America
9
WHAT THEY ARE SAYING ABOUT
RUNNER'S MOON BOOK 1: JEBARAL
"Top Pick, Recommended Read"
Romance Reader at Heart
"This is a fiery and fascinating romance novel and an fabulous account of aliens come to earth."
The Romance Studio
"The damsel-in-distress theme takes on a whole new look when the hero is an alien."
Romantic Times BOOKreviews
"For a romance that will warm your heart and stimulate your imagination, you can't go wrong with JEBARAL."
Romance Reviews Today Erotic
"I was so captivated by the passion between Jeb and Hannah that I couldn't read fast enough to see what would happen next."
Romance Junkies
WHAT THEY ARE SAYING ABOUT
RUNNER'S MOON BOOK 2: TIRON
"I am thoroughly intrigued by the species she has invented and am hooked on reading how they adapt to the human race and lifestyles."
Joyfully Reviewed
"Be warned, though. If you have not read the first book yet, odds are you will want to after reading this one. I know I do."
Coffee Time Romance
10
"This novel was a pleasure to read."
The Romance Studio
"The ending brought tears to my eyes and a yearning for the next story."
Enchanting Reviews
WHAT THEY ARE SAYING ABOUT
RUNNER'S MOON BOOK 3: SIMOLIF
"Joyfully Recommended."
Joyfully Reviewed
"Outstanding Read!"
Simply Romance Reviews
"I recommend this story to anyone who likes his or her erotica with a sci-fi twist."
Long and Short Whipped Cream Reviews
"Linda Mooney has once again created a story filled with love, passion and danger."
RRTErotic
"If you enjoy your romance hot, with a heaping side of science fiction, you won't want to miss this series."
ParaNormalRomance Reviews
11
Other Books by Author Available at Whiskey Creek
Press:
www.whiskeycreekpress.com
Sandeflay
HeartFast
HeartCrystal
12
If not for you, none of this would have become a reality.
13
RUNNER'S MOON BOOK 1: JEBARAL
by
Linda Mooney
14
The hot summer storm left the air sticky. However, it had provided the perfect cover for the spacecraft to land silently and completely undetected amid the growl of rolling thunder and lightning. Deep within the heart of the forested area, the ship had grounded itself with a jarring thump. It was on its last reserves, and powering down the engines this time would mean a complete shutdown of all systems. Permanently.
Outside, the driving rain had pounded the outer hull of the craft like nails, frightening the thirty-one refugees huddled inside.
As the wind blew the black clouds to the south, the refugees exited to stand on solid ground for the first time in years. Some had to be helped out of the ship. Others stood on trembling legs and stared in amazement at this strange new place they would have to learn to adapt to. Learn to live in. Learn to survive.
Jebaral Gitall Morr breathed in the fresh, rain-soaked air.
His skin tingled with awareness, and the possibility of danger and opportunity now facing him and his fellow survivors.
Aware he was standing with his hands clenched into fists, he forced himself to open his fingers and take another deep lungful of air.
There were scents here he didn't know. Not yet, anyway, but soon. Soon he would be able to identify those things which could be harmful to him, and those which wouldn't.
15
Right now, though, all he wanted was a few hours to stand here and listen to the coming night. And, hopefully, he would be able to find a little time when he could stop being afraid and waiting for the retaliatory blow to fall.
"What are you thinking?" a deep voice behind him rumbled.
From the corner of his eye, Jebaral watched the stocky form of his brother come to stand beside him. He heard the man sniff appreciatively, and he allowed himself a tiny smile in response. "I am thinking how glad I am to be out of that ship. I am thinking about what I am going to do with the rest of my life..."
Simolif glanced over at him. "Now that you have a life?" he finished for his younger sibling.
Nodding, Jebaral let his body do his talking for him. This world might be unknown territory, but it held promise. More than that, it held security. And hope.
A movement near his shoulder made him turn his head in question. "What are you doing?"
Simolif continued to bounce up and down on the balls of his feet almost like a youngling discovering a new sensation.
"Gravity's lighter here. If I weigh sixty koll, I will be surprised."
"That is good," Jebaral noted. "It means our denser muscle mass will be beneficial to us. Give us more strength."
Overhead the departing clouds revealed a sky of oranges and blues. Between the leaves of the huge plant growth found on this planet, the distant stars were familiar friends, although their patterns were strange and unidentifiable. He 16
felt Simolif place a hand at his back, inadvertently on the very spot where the adjac had chewed a hole in his shoulder. He jerked back from the white hot streak of agony that zipped through his body, searing nerve endings. A grunt escaped him before he could stop himself. Simolif immediately raised his hand.
"Forgive me. I was too wrapped up in the moment and forgot."
"Do not apologize. I almost forgot as well."
They continued to stare at the fall of night. Creatures emerged around them, creating noises that, oddly, didn't seem intimidating, although they knew there would be some danger on this planet. Still, it would never compare to the horrors they had escaped from.
"I wonder what the inhabitants look like," Simolif commented softly.
Throwing a glance over his shoulder, Jebaral gave him a tight smile. "We will never know if we remain here, will we?"
"We will need to find out soon so we can blend in among them once the sun rises."
Jebaral nodded without commenting. It was time. They both knew it. Pivoting around, Jebaral walked over to where the rest of them who remained gathered in small groups.
They lifted their heads at his approach, waiting to be told what they knew was coming.
"My friends, welcome to your home." Standing as straight as he could, and trying to ignore the burning pain streaking up and down the backs of his legs, Jebaral gave them his blessing. "From here on, you are on your own. Scatter and 17
find a place where you can finally be happy. We will survive and thrive here, I am certain of it." Unconsciously he drew another deep breath of the rich, fragrant air. Deep in his gut he knew this planet had been a good choice. For some reason he couldn't explain, he felt he would be able to live many long years here—at least a few more than he would have under Arran domination. His eyes raked over the weary-looking group before him. They all had taken the chance, basically placing their lives in his and Simolif's hands in order to escape the deaths they knew would come if they had remained on Barandat.
"Good fortune, and have a long and happy life," he said softly, holding his hands up in the air.
At the sign of dismissal, the group slowly broke apart, walking away singly or in clumps of twos or threes. Jebaral watched them go until there remained only himself and his brother.
"But never forget the Arra may ultimately find this place,"
Simolif muttered under his breath.
"Which is why the ship must be totally destroyed. We cannot make it easy for them to track us." Pulling a slender rod from his tunic pocket, Jebaral walked over to the narrow doorway, broke the rod apart, and tossed it into the interior of the spacecraft. That done, he turned his back on the ship that had been his home, his refuge, and his prison for the past two years and walked away. Simolif joined him, and together they disappeared into the woods as a boiling black cloud rolled out of the ship's doorway.
18
In less than an hour, the craft was nothing more than a bubbling mass of liquid seeping into the loamy soil. By morning there was no trace anything unusual had occurred the night before.
19