READER'S ROCK LIFESTYLE MAGAZINE VOL 2 ISSUE 4 NOVEMBER 2014 Vol. 1 Issue 4 October 2013 | Page 53

fairy tales.
Creativity abounds in Janet's
family, and this family's
efforts are all for good cause.
You will find Janet is not
only an author, but in
addition a scenic nature
photographer. Her sister is
her full time editor, and her
father serves as the JLB
Creatives jewelry crafter. All
proceeds from JLB Creatives
jewelry, and the Hidden
Earth Series project go
toward helping pay the
medical bills for Janet's
mother who suffers from
Alzheimer's.
Once you've had the
opportunity to visit with
Janet in person, you will
become an instant fan – her
novels reflect her addicting,
bubbly personality. Working
side by side with Janet is a
treat and an honor. We

highly suggest if you're going
to be in the area during one
of Janet's guest appearances
or book signings, make a
special effort to meet n' greet
with her. You won't be

disappointed instead we
guarantee you will discover
the same magic we have.
EXCERPT
Volume 1 Maycly Book 1:
Two Altered Worlds
Window shades dropped
with a whoosh and a thud.
Iona freaked and spoke from
the pitch dark, “I didn't know
we had window shades.” All
of the outside noises ceased;
the silence was spooky.
????
Guarding Wiskee with
her life, she crossed her legs
underneath her and felt the
bed begin slowly turning and
moving upward through the
darkness. She was afraid of
hitting the ceiling but was
also afraid to jump because
she did not know how high
they really were. She reached
high above her head and felt
nothing. “STAY PUT
WISKEE!” She hated to let go
of him, but was concerned at
their height. Carefully she
stood on the bed but could
not feel anything above
them; she knew she could
reach the ceiling if she stood
on the bed. Frightened she
sat back down and
immediately grabbed Wiskee.
If we're floating in space,
where are the stars? Where's
the moon? What are
we…suspended in time?
???? her next breath
With
she gagged. “What is that
awful smell. Ack! That
certainly isn't roses! This
can't be right.” She saw what
she thought was a fireball
heading toward them. It
came up fast from below and
just missed the bed on its
rapid ascent. Iona screamed.
The fireball fizzled out high
above their heads like a dud
firework. She tossed the
Dream Decanter to her pillow
and scooted to the center of

the bed, not letting Wiskee
out of her tight grasp. She felt
him trembling.
???? had always longed
She
for adventure, but this was
not exactly the adventure she
had pictured in her mind.
Somberly Iona spoke into the
darkness, “What have I
done?”

Volume 1 Maycly Book 2:
The Battle of Trust and
Treachery
Echoes of restraining
chains and iron clasps rattled
from the tunnel. Like the
aerial beast handlers, the land
beast handlers were not
strong enough to control their
monstrosities. The attendants
were thrust into the air with a
head butt or trampled by
gigantic feet. Restless beasts
gored the dirt with their
horns, snouts, and hooves.
Grunts, snorts, and deep
steamy wet sounds
reverberated threateningly off
the tunnel's side walls.
Eventually all of the evil beasts
were herded next to the
ground assailants.