Resultado narrado por "Johanna Michaela" em Todas as categorias

For Smoke, it starts at a high-class auction for a pureblood Hereford bull. Smoke wins the bidding - and earns the hatred of Pogue Quentin, Santa Clara’s leading citizen and a man living on bloodshed and lies. Then Smoke’s friend Pearlie drifts to Santa Clara. And when Pearlie runs afoul of Quentin, all hell will break loose. Now Smoke Jensen is heading to Santa Clara to face a man who already wants him dead - but Pogue Quentin never met anything like the fire of a mountain man....

Sally has traveled to the silver-mining town of Goth, Colorado to open a restaurant with a friend. That's where she crosses paths with five bank robbers in a hurry to strike it rich. With the local sheriff lying dead in a pool of blood, Sally fights for her life while a frontier surgeon tries to work a miracle. Burning with fury, armed with a gun and a badge, Smoke Jenson goes on the hunt - a posse of one against a gang of outlaws more dangerous than he can know.

Archaeologist Annja Creed reluctantly accepts an assignment on behalf of the US Government. She is to lead an expedition to the top of Mount Ararat to find the truth about what is thought to be the remains of Noah's Ark. But while she doubts the massive anomaly is really the Ark, she can't help but wonder what is up there. Annja must escort a group of militant fundamentalists through civil unrest in eastern Turkey, but the impending war is nothing compared to the danger that lies hidden within the team.

Rick McCourtney wurde von seinem Onkel Finch in seinem Testament bedacht. Doch das Erbe ist an drei Bedingungen geknüpft. Eine davon ist, dass Rick und seine Frau Sandra, die ein Kind erwartet, mindestens ein Jahr in dem kleinen Städtchen "Storeyville" leben sollen. Kurze Zeit nachdem das junge Paar dort eingetroffen ist, sieht Sandra ein giftig grünes Leuchten am Himmel, das direkt aus dem unheimlichen Tempel im Ortsinneren zu kommen scheint.

Herrin des Sees, ich rufe dich. Entsteige den Fluten und reiche mir deine Hand zur Versöhnung. Die Augen des am Boden knienden Ritters waren geschlossen. Er meditierte, versuchte geistigen Kontakt herzustellen. Doch die Herrin des Sees meldete sich nicht. Sie hielt sich zurück. Sir Galahad presste die Lippen fest zusammen. Innerlich schwand allmählich eine Hoffnung dahin.