Sebastian (alien):HE THANKS YOU FOR HAVING LIVERS IN YOUR ANKLES"
Ness (human):"Livers in my..?"
Sebastian: “DOVON SAYING. IT IS AS YOU MIGHT SPEAK OF THE PROWESS OF YOUR BALLS”
Excerpt From: Edward W. Robertson. “Blackout.”

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Sebastian (alien):HE THANKS YOU FOR HAVING LIVERS IN YOUR ANKLES"
Ness (human):"Livers in my..?"
Sebastian: “DOVON SAYING. IT IS AS YOU MIGHT SPEAK OF THE PROWESS OF YOUR BALLS”
Excerpt From: Edward W. Robertson. “Blackout.”
Why had no one ever told him how good it felt to be a savage? Had people known and kept it secret so the world economy wouldn't collapse into nothing but knives and loincloths? That was what Samuel Johnson had been talking about with his making a beast of yourself stuff, wasn't it? Ditch the veneer of civility, the notion of guilt, the exhausting supplications of social behavior, and you would feel freer than you'd ever known. Excerpt From: Edward W. Robertson. “Blackout.” iBooks. This material may be protected by copyright. Check out this book on the iBooks Store: https://itun.es/us/4P_S7.l
Walk Lawson in The Blackout
The alien was eyeballing the park rules and doggie poop bag dispenser as if they were sacred texts, so Walt sent it out on an intellectual note, lasering it in the back of the head while it was engaged in its scholarship Excerpt From: Edward W. Robertson. “Blackout.” iBooks. This material may be protected by copyright. Check out this book on the iBooks Store: https://itun.es/us/4P_S7.l
Walt taking advantage of the situation in Blackout: Book 8 of The Breakers series by Edward W. Robertson
“Look out!" he said, brandishing his fist and rattling his cuffs. "I've got a rock!" The pale man laughed but didn't smile. The creature with him clacked its claws rapidly. The man stopped on the sand, waves hissing over his ankles. "Put that thing down." "No," Walt said. "I'm going to clobber you with it." "Huh. So you're Walt." "Walt who? I was kidnapped. Dumped here by a crazy lady. I don't know what's going on." "Stop that.” Excerpt From: Edward W. Robertson. “The Breakers Series: Books 1-3.” iBooks. This material may be protected by copyright. Check out this book on the iBooks Store: https://itun.es/us/QNKMO.l
The Breaker Series: Book 3 by Edward W. Robertson
“Don't worry," she whispered. "Just possums." He snorted. "Is that right? How polite of them to inform you they'd be passing through." He continued his vigil, staring into the darkness. A moment later, a fat shadow waddled from the shoulder, the size of a small dog. Mauser's foot jerked, scuffing. The thing turned to face them, its white face standing out in the moonlight. "Told you." "How the hell did you know that?" "Skunks walk faster. Trot-trot-trot, they make. Raccoons coo and fiddle with things. Possums just trudge along. Want to eat it?” Excerpt From: Edward W. Robertson. “The Breakers Series: Books 1-3.” iBooks. This material may be protected by copyright. Check out this book on the iBooks Store: https://itun.es/us/QNKMO.l
Survivalist quote in The Breaker Series: Book 3
“What we really need are sled dogs. And a couple thousand miles of snow. Or we could just put little wheels on the sled and have a dog-drawn carriage.“ He spooned corn from his all-purpose metal bowl/cup. "Then again, feeding the dogs would be problematic. Unless we also rigged up a few teams of sled chickens. In fact, forget the dogs. With chickens, we could make the food carry itself.” She set her metal thermos on the red tile so carefully it didn’t make a click. “What are you talking about?” “Forget it.
The Breakers: Book 3 -Edward w. Robertson
“So that’s the college he went to...” the blonde, blue eyed man noted as he stood just outside Oaksville University. The fact he was trained in mage craft made it simple child’s play that he could see the hidden sections of the college.
“Maybe I can save him from the vulpine beast within yet...just need to find his dorm” little did Ed know, Amber’s name being legally changed to Amber meant he’d be unable to find her even if he tried.
Regardless though, the presence of the man on campus sent chills and shivers down Amber’s back.
Book Review: The Red Sea by Edward W. Robertson
Dante and Blays are once again off on adventures in Edward W. Robertson's new trilogy, The Cycle of Galand. I'll be honest: I am a huge fan of Robertson's Breakers series and would probably rate it at the top of my favorites list. When I saw he had a new book, I figured I'd give it a shot, but it wasn't until I was finished with The Red Sea that I realized this is a sequel to his other series I never read, The Cycle of Arawn. If you haven't read the prior series, do not be deterred. I thoroughly enjoyed The Red Sea and now that I'm starting The White Tree, the first of the prior trilogy, I am even more interested in the backstory of the characters of The Red Sea. While busy creating a new trading route for his nearby ally, Dante receives a message from his long lost father: he's sick and needs Dante's help to recover. The only problem is that he resides on a forbidden island to the south that no man desires to visit due to a plague affecting its residents. Although initially determined to avoid the letter and the feelings is brings related to his father, his best friend and sidekick Blays helps convince him to make the long journey. After many troubles and close calls, they finally make it to the island and come face to face with Dante's father. They also discover that treating him is not as easy to is appears, sending them on a dangerous adventure through the island's jungles to find the only cure. But is everything as it seems? Lies are afoot, and it's only after he puts his life on the line that Dante finds out the truth about his father's intentions and the island itself. The Red Sea takes readers on an adventure full of magic and deceit, forging friendships and uncovering long lost truths. Set on an island shrouded in mystery, the culture of its people and the history of its possession builds the story into a puzzle where you never quite know what will come next. Robertson does a masterful job of creating a unique world not too far fetched yet beautiful like the tropical islands of reality. At times it feels like a couple of the characters fall flat, but the author finds a way to give us new insight that rounds them back out and gives some explanation of their actions. An interesting part of the book are the concepts of ether and nether, first introduced in the previous trilogy. Using one of these two substances, skilled sorcerers can alter the forces of the world, yet their magic isn't unlimited. There are times in the novel where the fear of loss of nether power heightens the fear for our favorite characters and others where, as a reader, you are silently shouting at Dante to learn to harness the power of both substances. The use of ether was a sticking point in this novel, in my opinion, because at times Dante seemed a little too clueless about using the complementary nature of the two substances. Despite this complication with the plot, the idea of the two substances was refreshing and increased my anticipation for the next novel in the trilogy as it appears there will be a clash. In that regard, Robertson cleverly left the reader hanging, wanting for more. Sail the seas, adventure through the jungles, and see the power of the force of nether in action yourself in The Red Sea, the first novel in bestselling author Edward W. Robertson's newest trilogy. If magic isn't quite your thing, but you love a good apocalypse with a unique twist, go right now and begin his Breaker's series (the first book's free on kindle). Either way, you won't be disappointed.
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