“What is it?” mum asked us. “Don’t you know I am busy in the kitchen?”“MUM, THERE ARE LEGS IN HERE!” we cried out. “Legs?” she nervously replied. “DAD’S LEGS ARE DANGLING THROUGH A HOLE IN THE CEILING!” we told her, as we watched dad's legs thrash about adjacent our bedroom ceiling light.After Nathan is dumped by his girlfriend, he encounters a strange Taoist priest, and has many interesting debates throughout the night, but the next morning he finds that he has been transported fifteen years into the future. A revolutionary technology enables people to live and work in cyber space. People no longer want or need to drive cars, fly overseas, take drugs, smoke, eat junk food or worry about casual sex, because they can now do all of these things in a digital paradise. Nathan has a difficult time adjusting to the new world order. During a night out in a bar in cyber space a group of people attack a pretty girl and her mates. Nathan helps the girl fight off her attackers and discovers that he not only has super fighting skills but the girl he saved is Mary, the most wanted terrorist in the world. Now Nathan’s life is in turmoil. He has to decide whether to help the government destroy the terrorist organization that is responsible for the threat of global warming returning, or assist Mary in destroying the digital world that could ultimately lead to the end of humanity. The line between right and wrong is no longer clear and Nathan possesses the ultimate power to change the future. This story blends adventure, Kung-Fu and gun battles, and a heart-wrenching romance all mixed together in a new science fiction romance like you have never read before. Experience Nathan’s happiness, sadness, self-discovery and the struggle between life and death in this astonishing futuristic world.

A story in the style of Roald Dahl. One of best and strangest things that happened to me when I was a boy was the time my socks magically changed colour. Yes, they really and truly changed colour!This article highlights the harmful effect of Yerba mate tea and explains what all elements the caffeine amount consist in this can trigger with its daily consumption. So read the article and be safe from harmful effect of caffeine and Yerba mate tea.

A childhood story, from a long time ago, when I lived in Sunbury on Thames. It was as a hot summer’s day, so hot the tar on the road had begun to melt. Seated in a hot, steamy classroom, while our teacher went on and one about why we should understand and get our young heads around algebra, I listened to the sound of thunder rumbling in the distance...As I waited impatiently for the bell to ring, to signal the end of the school day, the thunderous rumblings in the distance grew steadily louder. With each passing minute, the sky became darker and darker, until it was so dark day had almost turned into night. Undaunted by the prospect of having to endure a full-blown thunderstorm on my way home, I listened for the bell to ring. It was late, the school bell was late, I was sure of it. Then it rang, it rang so loud I almost jumped off my chair, in fright.

The toy from my childhood days that I loved the most was my Ten In One Scope. These instruments, these scientific instruments (printed upon each box, it stated, ‘scientific instrument, not a toy’) were everything us boys wanted, and then some. The girls in our school had no interest in them, and that suited us boys just fine. Another MAD story, an eBook from the Crazymad Writer.The toy from my childhood days that I will always remember is my Ten In One Scope. These instruments, these scientific instruments (printed upon each box, it stated, ‘scientific instrument, not a toy’) were everything us boys wanted, and then some. The girls in our school had absolutely no interest in them, and that suited us boys just fine. It left us free, at playtime, to indulge our favourite pastime – playing with our Ten in One Scopes. According to the advertising literature, our ‘scientific instruments’ could be manipulated to perform ten entirely different functions: 1. Reading Lens 2. Compound Microscope 3. Adjustable Telescope 4. Focusing Binoculars 5. Directional Compass 6. Solar Time Clock 7. Flat Mirror 8. Magnifying Mirror 9. Camp Fire Lighter 10. Code TransmitterHow we came into possession of these fantastic instruments is a story unto itself. You see, they were on offer from the cereal company that produced Weetabix. All that we had to do, to get our hands on them, was collect the special tokens from the Weetabix boxes (I cannot remember how many were needed, but it must have been quite a few because the girls in our school, feeling sorry for us boys, gave us theirs). When we each had enough tokens, we posted them and waited for our 'instruments' to arrive in the post. An eBook especially for YOU.

A set of three short and very unusual stories, plus a special bonus feature.When a vengeful physicist captures Agent Six of Hearts and blasts him backwards through time, he has one chance to prevent her from unleashing a catastrophe. If he can find and destroy the components of her time machine, he can stop her from ever building it – but the components are under lock and key. Luckily, he crosses paths with teenage super-thief Ashley Arthur. Unluckily, she has her own agenda... From the award-winning author of The Cut Out and 400 Minutes Of Danger, this is a non-stop roller coaster ride through spacetime.

Crazymad stories for children and young at heart adults, including Bolf, The Seagull, and The Haunted House, to name but a few.Contents:*Bolf*23*The Seagull*The Haunted House**Plus extra, bonus features:*I Caught Bird Flu*It’s Waiting Especially for YOU*Stone the Crows*Live a Full Life*The Fertilizer Song

In school there was a pupil, a boy called Tony. Let me tell you about him… Although baptized Anthony, everyone knew him as Tony. Although he wasn’t a bad child, not really, he was always doing something that he shouldn’t be doing, to divert people’s attention from the bugbear of life – his height – or lack of it. You see, Tony was small.In school there was a pupil, a boy called Tony. Let me tell you about him… Although baptized Anthony, everyone knew him as Tony. Although he wasn’t a bad child, not really, he was always doing something that he shouldn’t be doing, to divert people’s attention from the bugbear of life – his height – or lack of it. You see, Tony was small.While Tony was attending primary school, this strategy worked well for him. No harm ensued from the many bold things he did, to impress his taller friends, but when he progressed to grammar school, his challenging behavior was seen in an entirely different light. And it had far reaching consequences, culminating in a set of events that were talked about for many a long year after they happened...

I am NOT Roald Dahl. Having said that, this book contains a selection of well-known nursery rhymes that I have given a CRAZYMAD makeover. I hope you enjoy reading them as much as I enjoyed myself writing them.I am NOT Roald Dahl. Having said that, this book contains a selection of well-known nursery rhymes that I have given a CRAZYMAD makeover. I hope you enjoy reading them as much as I enjoyed myself writing them. Moreover, this eBook is FREE FREE FREE.

One wonderfully damp and drizzly cold morning, a slug called Reilly wandered away from the confines, the safety of his garden. Sliming his way under the garden gate, he pointed his stalked eyes, one in each direction, along the busy street outside, wondering which way to go. “This is indeed a fine place to begin my travels,” he said to himself.One wonderfully damp and drizzly cold morning, a slug called Reilly wandered away from the confines, the safety of his garden. Sliming his way under the garden gate, he pointed his stalked eyes, one in each direction, along the busy street outside, wondering which way to go. “This is indeed a fine place to begin my travels,” he said to himself. “To think I might have spent the rest of my life, all seventy-five weeks of it, in that dull and ever so boring old garden.”Being left-handed, Reilly decided to turn left (yes, slugs can be left-handed, despite their shortage of appendages). Sliming his way happily along the path, he believed the world was his oyster. Soon, gate and garden were far behind him.“I had better be careful,” said the adventurous slug, “I don’t want to end up like uncle Myles. He wandered off across the road, and a camper van ran over him. I must be careful, to avoid such a terrible fate.” A mad, whacky story about the time when Horrible Horace found a big, slimy old slug.

This book contains a mixture of stories, rhymes, jokes, poems and songs about Slugs, the lowly, slimy creatures that we all find so distasteful. Perhaps, though, after you have finished reading this book, you will see them in an entirely different light.Stephen Sharp finds himself in a game of Russian Roulette with a motley crew of associates including Franklin Bletch (a greedy corporate executive), the beautiful Carly Wilson (who hides a deadly secret) and elderly Judith Scruth who has her reasons for being there. Run by two ex-military commandoes, the game takes place amidst a night of debauchery and excess.Will Stephen and Carly forge a bond too hard to break? Or will their time together be cut short by the lone bullet in the chamber?There can be only one winner.

Our adventure began with the arrival of a peculiarly small Christmas card, which sent us hurtling to the mystical land of Onisha, where Umahia, the Grand Mystic, asked for our help to fight Miafra, the evil, the Mystic who had stolen Umahia's power, the seasons, free will and all time.If you liked Harry Potter, you will LOVE this story! We were not boy wizards, vampire’s assistants or even living skeletons, we were normal everyday people living normal everyday lives, with no inkling of the tremendous events that were about to unfold. Our adventure began with the arrival of a peculiarly small Christmas card, which sent us hurtling to the mystical land of Onisha, where Umahia, the Grand Mystic, asked for our help. He told us that he needed our help to fight, stop and ultimately defeat ‘Miafra, the evil,’ the mystic who had stolen his powers, the seasons, free will and all time. Umahia told us that we had powers, powers that up until then we had no inkling we possessed, which might, just might help us to defeat the evil man…We had no idea, no inkling whatsoever, that we were going to be attacked by Protectors atop Hound-Horses, fight a statue hell-bent on killing us, be betrayed in our sleep, and be forced to fight a dangerous beast called a Dragonsaur. No, we had no idea at all. If we had, we might have chosen not to heed Umahia’s call, leaving the land of Onisha - and the Earth - exposed to untold dangers. J K Rowling, eat your heart out (!?!)

If Roald Dahl had wrote a story about a boy wizard, it might well have been a bit like this one. Harry Rotter, not Potter. It's mad, i tell you, mad as can be! Harry Rotter - her real name is Harriet - has lost her Magical Marbles. Harry enlists the help of her cousin, Box Privet, to help her retrieve them.A mad story in the style of Roald Dahl...I think! Harry Potter? No, silly, she's HARRY ROTTER. Harry Rotter - her real name is Harriet but she prefers to be called Harry - has lost her Magical Marbles. Harry enlists the help of her cousin, Box Privet, to help her retrieve them. At her behest, Box, who is a wizard with all things electronic, melding electronics and magic, makes Harry an electro-­magical wand. Pandemonium ensues.

So, here we are just you and me and my Crazymad Book of Poems. Are you ready? Are you really and truly ready to begin reading it? You are! Okay, then, away with you. Be it on your head, though, if you end up as crazy and mad as I am! Now, on with the lunacy....'They are poems, Jim, but not as we know them!'A self contained short story in the TideBreakers universe: an unescorted freighter proves too great a temptation for submarine pirates Leif Schreiber and Jaarko Jansson. Venturing into the dangerous waters of the Pearson Trench, they encounter a terrifying threat that Schreiber must delve into his past to overcome.

Once upon a time, there were two bold little boys called George and Fred. They were so bold, so incredibly naughty, they made the lives of everyone they came in to contact with unbearable. Their poor, bedraggled mother did try to tame them, though, to keep her sons on the straight and narrow, but she was at nothing against two little thugs hell-bent on causing the maximum amount of mischief.Once upon a time, there were two bold little boys called George and Fred. They were so bold, so incredibly naughty, they made the lives of everyone they came in to contact with unbearable. Their poor, bedraggled mother did try to tame them, though, to keep her sons on the straight and narrow, but she was at nothing against two little thugs hell-bent on causing the maximum amount of mischief and mayhem wherever they went. This was how it was; it went on for week after week, month after month, and year after year until one dark, cold winter’s evening when a stranger came calling...

A story about a frightening walk I had in the fog one cold winter's night a long time ago in Sunbury on Thames, Middlesex, England.The year is 2043, the life has come to the point where the animal instincts of survival often came into play. The human race is in danger of already taking control “Company.” After the implementing of the microchips and brain waves scan, the things went out of control... Alan is a member of a underground society, working for the good of the human society, preparing and educating the people of the important and forgotten ideals, protecting them from silent enslavement. Courage, honesty, bravery, qualities long gone. No one knows whether Alan and his group will be able to save what has left from the true vibration of the universe, pulsating in each and every one of us. Hope is non existent if action is not present...