Double Eagle War Trailer

28 Jul

2032, the prophecies have caused riots and chaos.

Detectives Marx and Durst are caught up in a mystery of body parts that are washing up on Gulfport’s shores. After some investigation, they discover records of missing limbs ignored by their predecessors and the forgotten people missing around the world.

Their investigation leads them to a creepy stranger who is inquiring about a Double Eagle gold coin, the rarest coin on Earth. No one knows where this stranger comes from or why he is hot on the same trail as the Detectives.

In the southwest of the Navajo Nation, Officer Ankti struggles with his own mystery. The land is changing and there are strange tracks leading into the abandoned mines. Elder Peta Ptaysanwee tries to help Ankti understand his spiritual heritage but he can’t see it. He is lost in his own land.

But no one seems to be interested in the stranger or solving the loss limbs. All law enforcement agencies are caught up in cleaning up the city from the Camping prophecy hysteria. Chief of Police orders the two Detectives off the case, eventually suspending them.

A mother of a lost son pleads with Detective Fiona Marx to find the killer and bring her justice.

Two Detectives have to make a choice to go against their orders and chase the stranger across state lines, eventually to lead them into Arizona, in the Navajo Nation.

Bodies are piling up across the southern United States and it compels the detectives to follow the clues into the heart of ancient Earth’s secrets that only the gods foretold.

Will the stranger lead to the final answer about the murdered people through experimentation, the answers to the Double Eagle coin, the truth of Jenson’s followers, or bring them all to their doom?

This work contains, violence, adult situations and language.

Barnes and Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/double-eagle-war-jax-e-garson/1110598542

Amazon- Kindle: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B007R9AFCA

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Space Station Apocalypse Trailer

14 Jun

Find Copies to purchase here:

Kindle: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B004MDLXJS

Barnes and Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/space-station-apocalypse-jax-e-garson/1110598501?ean=2940014468923

Available on paperback: http://www.amazon.com/dp/1468041495

Trailer: Vampires go to Mars

13 Jun

 

Vampires go to Mars

Captain Garbazhio and his crew have earned their freedom through the Lord Byron, a simple and fast starship. Space is their final resting place for a ship of undead. Garbazhio deposits the last survivors from the Mercury Mine onto Earth and other space stations before he returns home to Agarentel to save Rabyutte, the boy that he presumed had died.

The Elven Houses are in decline. The Martians had suckled them dry. Even Garbazhio’s family of Weists are fighting amongst themselves to attain power and control over a crumbling nobility. He must navigate through a deteriorating house to find and rescue Rabyutte. But Garbazhio discovers another secret in his home city, a lost love reborn into an immortal.

Their next trip takes them to Mars. The final batch of refugees wish to disembark on the red planet, the last place that Garbazhio wishes to visit. After the Martian War, his feelings against the Martians are still strong. His angst over their destruction of Elven Houses only fuels his distrust of the race.

But they face another potential enemy on Mars.

The Dwarves are unhappy with the Lord Byron’s crew. After their losses on Mercury and their downed starship, they exact revenge against the Vampires. But the Dwarves have a secret weapon to disarm the Vampires. With an odd crew of zombies, vampires, spirits, androids and leprechauns, Garbazhio must defend against many enemies before they can successfully escape the solar system.

Join the Vampires as they fight away angry relatives, werewolves, jaded Dwarves and bureaucratic Martians.

This book is intended for adults only: it contains violence, blood, language, sex, nudity and very adult situations.

 

On kindle: http://www.amazon.com/Vampires-Mars-Ungrateful-Undead-Vampire-ebook/dp/B00OVLLA26/

Barnes n Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/vampires-go-to-mars-jax-e-garson/1120635278?ean=2940150352780

The Scandal of Vampire Cults

12 Jun

http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00AEH3A2E/

The Scandal of Vampire Cults: The Obliterated Word

His only friend is dead. Garbazhio, the Elven Vampire, returns to Junkyard City after being betrayed. He searches the city for clues about the Wizard Raphuesh who had conned his friend to betray him. After the betrayal and death of his friend, he is determined to take his revenge on the Wizard.

In the middle of his focused vengeance, he becomes trapped in a circle of lies and hatred of the Vampire covens. The Vampires are being hunted by a police force of Ogres, controlled by an unknown benefactor. While chasing Vampires, someone is consolidating the covens power and using it to subvert normal people..

He befriends a fellow Vampire called Scruta. He is another refugee from the deserted Wizards Mall. He finds value in his knowledge as well as his skills in magic. He helps to fight away the armies that attack them.

They are trailed by a mischievous child, a pilfering, pick pocketing thief. The boy knows more about the lies around the city than anyone else. They are trapped between two opposing forces while keeping the boy from wandering into more trouble.

But Garbazhio finds another reason to keep tabs on the boy, his mother is a splendid beauty that he wishes to have a bite of. She eventually leads them to a final battle with the Wizard and the Vampire cults.

If you like dystopian fiction, post-apocalyptic thrill rides, Elves, Dwarves, magic; and of course Vampires, you must take a bite of this book.

This book is intended for adults only: it contains violence, blood, language, sex, nudity and very adult situations.

Kindle(Amazon): http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00AEH3A2E/

Barnes and Noble:
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-scandal-of-vampire-cults-jax-e-garson/1115438775?ean=2940016618548

http://www.amazon.com/Scandal-Vampire-Cults-Obliterated-Elven/dp/1492359203/ref=sr_1_16_bnp_1_pap?ie=UTF8&qid=1379849052&sr=8-16&keywords=ladwigoma

Vampires go to Mars

11 Jun

http://www.amazon.com/Vampires-Mars-Ungrateful-Undead-Vampire-ebook/dp/B00OVLLA26/

Excerpt:

 

Most of the city was built on stilts. The red Martian soil spread below on a grid of farmland. Workers descended to the surface by elevator, and sunlight stroked the ground through rotating glass pyramids that spread the light across the land like sprinkle heads rotating water across the earth.

 
The skyscrapers were curved and oblong shaped like anthills drooping in the sun. I liked to call Martian architecture “Poopsicles.” Windows dotted along the sides, and a mouth opened beneath the curve to allow vessels passage. Train tracks curved around, up, down and through the buildings like roller coasters. Some walkways followed the tracks, but the other walkways were curved ramps, slides and sidewalks that were layered like stacked rubber bands.

 
A few people moved along the walkways, mostly Martian businessmen conversing seriously about matters. There were fewer Martians than I expected. I imagined that their people were nestled below the surface, hiding and conspiring underground, waiting for their opportunity to spring out of the ground and kidnap bystanders like Morlocks.

 
Martians were as diverse as Earth’s people, all makes and colors of species. Gangly arms dangled from their shoulders as they slouched in their walks on wobbly knees. Almond eyes stared like blind sunglasses. They were mixed with scales, sharp teeth, tentacles, fins and long snouts.

 
Most of the buildings on the first level were bureaucracies, separated by glass dividers and signs with long names in many languages. Unlike Humans, Martians abhorred acronyms, so everything was spelled out, but we still couldn’t understand the meaning of the word groupings. “Office of General Assembly and Court,” “System of Interstellar Population Authority,” “Department of Conference and Ideas,” “Census Depot of Demographic Viability,” “Bureau of Labor Contracts for Children Services.”

 
We circled the complex of buildings and then followed the walkways to adjoining buildings. It was an endless maze that traveled in circles. Twice, we ended up in Citadel’s lobby. After the third time, the concierge encouraged us to rent a room. He was happy to help and did not seem afraid to be bitten. I didn’t think anyone recognized us as Vampires, or they didn’t care. It must have seemed odd, a parade of races traipsing in circles like an impromptu hike.

 
I was a little embarrassed that I couldn’t find the correct immigration office. We stood in several different lines until I translated the word groupings, and we moved on. I even returned to one line because I thought I made a mistake. My ears and face were becoming flush with irritation. We remained in the line that was marked, “Emigration and Naturalization for Long Duration Citizens,” before I decided it was the incorrect department.

 
We crossed walkways again, asked a few citizens for directions. Even Scruta was annoyed with everyone’s inability to direct us accordingly. It took us several hours to find, “Compartmentalization, Distribution and Instatement of New Arrivals.” Mentally, it didn’t seem to be the correct place; it sounded like something for distributing products. After seeing that several people carried boxes, I was getting more and more concerned that we were in the wrong line. Our ex-passengers were getting worried as well; I noticed their droopy expressions and their toes scratching ankles.

 
We waited in line, twisting and zigzagging around roped pathways, rounding columns and dawdling in corridors. The lines were endless. When I thought we would reach the end of the line and enter the office, we turned a corner and discovered another maze of pathways. When the line ended, I half-expected to arrive outside, through the backdoor and staring at a dead end.

 
Bored, my hands fidgeted inside my pockets, jingling the change and other random crap in there. Curious, I started pulling out the pocket’s contents, discovering several Earth coins, a button and an old receipt from Dregs retail store. I found another piece of paper of Lord Byron’s poetry: “Society is now one polish’d horde, Form’d of two mighty tribes, the Bores and Bored.”

 
Strangely, it seemed appropriate at that time. My mind was becoming suspicious of the random poems appearing in coincidental intervals.

 
Through our first zigzag formation, we were spotted by Dwarves. I can’t say that I spotted them first because I wasn’t interested in spotting Dwarves like a hunter instinctively catching sight of a deer. They glared at us and pointed angrily while mumbling to each other. It was hard to ignore it; their facial intensity was like an ex-boyfriend glowering towards the new boyfriend.

 
They started with a gaggle of twelve until we turned another corner; then there were eighteen. I thought we lost them in the maze of lines, fallen farther back from us after we followed another line, but then we met their glares again. I kept dismissing their interest as prejudice, simple hatred against Vampires, but I couldn’t imagine that they could see through our masks of sunscreen, makeup and contact lenses.

 
My crew didn’t seem concerned about the Dwarves. I supposed my crew and refugees were accustomed to prejudice. After all, we were all sent to silver mines because of it. But I couldn’t let it go. The Dwarves’ anger was too strong and focused.

 
Scruta looked down and up the lines before remarking, “I hope this is a fun ride.”

 
I chuckled at his joke. “I wouldn’t be too surprised that this line would meld into another. We could end up in front of a parole board.”

 
“No glasses,” Bobby sighed.

 
As we turned another corner, we received a little relief from Dwarf glares as we followed a corridor, up the stairs and then down another corridor. It was after the first room of zigzagging lines that we were spotted by Dwarves, again. They had multiplied. Where there was eighteen, now there was twenty plus. I would have accused them of cutting in line but there didn’t seem to be any bureaucratic monitors along the pathways. Occasionally, we would spot a random desk with an employee but they were busy with their own work and not interested in helping or watching the people.

 
But the line finally stopped, and slowed even more. We started by sitting in chairs, giving us a false perception that the ride was finished, but then we stood again to wait in five different lines, one line per bureaucrat. When we finally reached the front of the line, we waited for another hour before someone directed us to an office in the back.

 
The office was a simple metal desk cornered in the back. There were no shelves or decorations. Three hallways exited left, right and center.

 
The bureaucrat was mixed blood of a Martian and a creature from Earth that I recognized as Laotion, a toad-like creature. The mixture made an ugly being, wearing glasses. She appeared bored, lacking amusement for anything in the world. She scanned our faces and then looked down at her paperwork.

 
We sat Glasses in the front seat, using his eccentric personality and limited vocabulary to distract and confuse the bureaucrat. Scruta had stolen some paperwork from the Weist palace and forged documents for each refugee as best he could, but he wasn’t confident that the paperwork would pass the scrutiny of an accurate-seeking, fastidious scrooge.

 
“Purpose?” the bureaucrat asked while looking down on her paperwork.

 
“Making glasses.” Bobby nodded.

 
The bureaucrat’s forehead scrunched, making waves across her domed head.

 
“Several refugees immigrating to Mars,” I clarified. Scruta sat next to Glasses, and I remained standing behind them. The refugees murmured behind us but Reese calmed them with hushes.

 
“Where do they come from?” the bureaucrat asked.

 
“Mercury,” I answered simply and definitively, hoping the follow-up questions would be just as simple.

 
“Doing what?”

 
“Odd jobs,” Scruta answered.

 
“Are there two Captains?” she asked, annoyed with Scruta speaking up.

 
“No.” I looked between my crew and justified, “He’s my advisor and accountant of personnel.”

 
“Glasses,” Bobby reassured.

 
“Ah!” She continued to scribble on documents, her brow knitting towards Bobby. She slapped papers aside before she stopped with a particular piece of paper and read it carefully. She then slapped it upside down and asked, “Name of your ship?”

 
“Lord Byron.”

 
“Your names?”

 
“Garbazhio.” I hesitated while considering an additional measure of authority placed onto it. I never fully accepted my authoritative position.

 

“Captain Garbazhio.” It wasn’t modesty or humility that instilled me fear from assuming the position; I was just unsure how long I could maintain the rank while the crew followed me. I didn’t think I did anything to deserve it. I just assumed the role, and they accepted me.

 
“Your paperwork appears to be in order.” Her head swung back and forth.
“No more glasses?”

 
Her eyes looked up as she sighed. “Do you have anything to declare?”
Scruta and I exchanged expressions and then answered, “No.”

 
“Very well. The immigrants will be escorted to the line for Department of Processing and Assurance.”

 
The crowd of refugees moaned collectively. I felt sorry for them. I couldn’t imagine how long the next line would be. For the rest of us, we were quickly ushered outside. The refugees were filed in the opposite direction. We gave half-hearted waves and grins to them before we were obstructed with columns and walls.

 
“I hope they will be all right,” Scruta worried. “Like a meat packing factory in there.”

 
“Martians eat dirt,” Reese repeated the stereotype.

 

Written by Jax E Garson

 

copyright 2014:

 

Vampires go to Mars

Captain Garbazhio and his crew have earned their freedom through the Lord Byron, a simple and fast starship. Space is their final resting place for a ship of undead. Garbazhio deposits the last survivors from the Mercury Mine onto Earth and other space stations before he returns home to Agarentel to save Rabyutte, the boy that he presumed had died.

The Elven Houses are in decline. The Martians had suckled them dry. Even Garbazhio’s family of Weists are fighting amongst themselves to attain power and control over a crumbling nobility. He must navigate through a deteriorating house to find and rescue Rabyutte. But Garbazhio discovers another secret in his home city, a lost love reborn into an immortal.

Their next trip takes them to Mars. The final batch of refugees wish to disembark on the red planet, the last place that Garbazhio wishes to visit. After the Martian War, his feelings against the Martians are still strong. His angst over their destruction of Elven Houses only fuels his distrust of the race.

But they face another potential enemy on Mars.

The Dwarves are unhappy with the Lord Byron’s crew. After their losses on Mercury and their downed starship, they exact revenge against the Vampires. But the Dwarves have a secret weapon to disarm the Vampires. With an odd crew of zombies, vampires, spirits, androids and leprechauns, Garbazhio must defend against many enemies before they can successfully escape the solar system.

Join the Vampires as they fight away angry relatives, werewolves, jaded Dwarves and bureaucratic Martians.

This book is intended for adults only: it contains violence, blood, language, sex, nudity and very adult situations.

On kindle: http://www.amazon.com/Vampires-Mars-Ungrateful-Undead-Vampire-ebook/dp/B00OVLLA26/

Barnes n Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/vampires-go-to-mars-jax-e-garson/1120635278?ean=2940150352780

 

Blue Star Series: future of humanity: Hope or Disaster?

6 Jun

Blue Star Series for Kindle or paperback on Amazon
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B004MDLXJS
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B007R9AFCA
http://www.amazon.com/Fifth-World-Blue-Star-ebook/dp/B00BQ52JA2/
http://www.amazon.com/End-World-Blue-Star-Garson-ebook/dp/B00G3ZVZPA/
http://www.amazon.com/Restoration-Atlantis-Blue-Star-Garson-ebook/dp/B00I4WFXNA/

http://www.amazon.com/Lonely-House-Fifth-World-Stories-ebook/dp/B00NDK0ZQI/

Lonely House trailer

22 May

Jennifer Alexander was searching for a new life. She packed her possessions and set out to find a job in a new city. During a heavy thunderstorm, she is detoured from the highway and led towards an abandoned house on top of a plateau.

This house is not ordinary, packed with antique furniture from decades ago. The technology is antiquated. The house appears to be abandoned but there is evidence that someone had once lived there recently.

The thunderstorm drives many people to seek the comfort of the house, a family of three, a manager, a female couple, an old man and a couch potato. The heavy rains strand them there, some of their cars falling off the cliff in mudslides. The house is like a time capsule of 70s and 80s furniture and items, except there does not appear to be any outlets or phone jacks.

On the first night, strange sounds scare the new residents, odd and spooky noises. The following morning, they discover someone missing. After searching the house, they are clueless as to how and why the person disappeared. People are frightened that something haunts the house and seeks out to harm them.

Thomas Dreckerd is the only person that does not believe in ghosts; he is determined to learn the answers to the disappearances and the source of the noises. Jennifer grooms an attraction to Thomas and follows him on his exploration of the house’s many mysteries.

As people continue to disappear, the mystery intensifies. The other residents begin to blame Jennifer. The others turn against her after several days of pummeling thunderstorms continue.

Jennifer and the others realize that they are not the only ones in the house. There are secrets. But something else lingers. Will they be able to stop what is happening? Or will they each be doomed to fate?

This story is set in the Blue Star Series universe but it hangs independent from the epic story. This story relates to a specific marker mentioned in Restoration of Atlantis. It is a haunted mystery and romance with science fiction elements.

Kindle:
http://www.amazon.com/Lonely-House-Fifth-World-Stories-ebook/dp/B00NDK0ZQI

Barnes n Noble:
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/lonely-house-jax-e-garson/1120320212

Mystery, romance, science fiction, apocalyptic fiction, detective story, haunted house, ghost story, ghost, ghost stories, sci fi, fantasy mystery

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