It’s 2090: the last outpost of freedom is the moon, the best defense against technology is magic, and the only hope for humankind rests in the hands of the Star Children.
Twins Cassidy and Torr must save Earth from a ruthless enemy at a time when the only force more powerful than alien technology is magic. Moon Deeds launches the siblings’ journey across the galaxy, where they must learn their power as the Star Children, claim their shamanic heritage, and battle dark forces that threaten humankind.
The Star Children Saga follows Cassidy and Torr as they slowly awaken to their destiny as the twin Star Children, born every millennium to reconnect with the source of all life. They come to discover the sheer enormity of their task: to find our ancestors on a lost planet across the galaxy and save humanity from a spiraling descent into darkness. The powers they must wield to accomplish this task are truly frightening and put at risk everything they love.
Come along with twenty-year-old twins Cassidy and Torr, who inherited deeds to land parcels on the moon. They want to use their moon deeds to get off Earth and escape a brutal dictatorship. But first they must unlock their shaman powers.
A rollicking yet poignant adventure in the not too distant future, when we have colonized the moon and nearly lost Earth to a dictatorship. Only the shamans remain free, plus the lucky ones who escaped to the moon.
Join the adventure! An addictive space opera, science-fantasy series.
“This is a marvelous book. The characters are compelling, complex, and emotional. The future described is neither all evil nor all good, and it’s described so realistically that I can still feel the moon dust in my nose and expect to see large packing containers around every corner. The text is delightfully written with none of the bad grammar that makes picky people like me wince even in an otherwise great story. Alas, this is just the first book of the series, and it appears I’ll have to wait a whole year for the next one. I really need to know *now* what happens next!” – Garden Reader
“I was totally captivated by this story. It is set just far enough into our future that I could see it all unfold. This tale has it all, mystery, magic, aliens, war, family, friendship and love. The authors ability to paint landscapes with words is amazing! I can not wait for book two to come out. I must know the fate of the Star Children!” – VR
“Anything dealing with the moon is almost immediately mystical and magical. Throw in a heart racing adventure and characters that will leave a mark on your heart and you have a masterpiece!” – Taylor Johnson (Educator, Netgalley)
“I found this novel to be as much a psychological thriller as it is a science fiction adventure, and the draw-in happens almost instantly. This is unquestionably one of the best books I’ve read this year and Pickering has roped in an entire family as new fans. I’d give Moon Deeds a whole bucket of stars if I could.” – Asher Syed (Readers’ Favorite)
“There is so much to love about this book, from its complex and intricately woven plot filled with tension, strife, and discovery, to the personal attachment you begin to build with the characters due to finely executed character building, engaging personalities, and difficulties in both moral dilemmas and situations. The pace is perfect to build tension, and I loved the length of this book.” – K.J. Simmill (Readers’ Favorite)
Release Date: May 25, 2019
Publisher: Mythology Press
Soft Cover: ISBN: 978-1732568808; 598 pages; $21.99; E-Book, $.99; Audiobook, FREE.
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Chapter 2 – Miramar
San Diego California,
Western Free States, planet Earth
July 9, 2090
Something was not right with the air. There was a crackling
that Torr could only sense when he stopped breathing. An intermittent wave of
whispering, skin-tingling static. He lay on the platform inside the shadows of
the cement bunker and stared through his rifle scope at the Shaman’s Shield.
For three years the cloud barrier had stood between the Western Free States and
the Tegs. Torr had joined the Gaia United rebels at the southern border two
years ago, facing the massive wall every day. It soared up into the sky as
though it were a towering marble cliff or a plunging waterfall, five miles
high, stretching east to west far as the eye could see, shimmering like water
but solid as stone. As far as anyone could tell, it was a cumulonimbus cloud
made of ash from the volcanic mountains, held together by an unknown shamanic
magic. The scientists called it an electromagnetic force field, of a sort no
one had ever seen before. At its peak, the wall curved overhead, sealing them
in from above in a thick cloud cover. But today the southern wall had receded
from its normal position, exposing flat desert scrubland and skeletal bushes
coated in ash. Since dawn, dark, vertical shadows had appeared at the base of
the wall, as though some giant creature had attacked it overnight with long, jagged
Torr crawled forward and poked his head out through the open
front of the bunker half-buried in the hillside, and peered up at the sky. The
cloud barrier overhead still appeared intact; the sky was gray and gloomy as
ever, though it smelled like a storm was brewing. He pulled himself back inside
and settled down behind his gun, tightening its bipod and adjusting the sand
bag under the butt of the rifle. He inhaled deeply, held in his breath for
three seconds, then exhaled and held it out for three seconds, hoping the
breathing exercise would stop his cheek from twitching. It hadn’t bothered him
in months—now his left cheek was spasming non-stop. He could not shoot with it
jittering like that.
Inhale one two three.
Exhale one two three.
He glanced over his right shoulder at Reina, propped up on
her elbows on the plywood platform between him and the cement wall. She was
staring through her spotting scope. Her TAFT stood on its bipod next to her,
loaded and ready to mow down Tegs should they come streaming across the plain. Torr
wanted to die before she did; he didn’t think he could bear to watch her
suffer, or see her dead eyes staring up at him. It was a selfish thing to wish,
but he wished it anyway. Bobby, on the other hand, lying on the platform to his
left—two hundred pounds of solid muscle—he wouldn’t mind dying before Bobby.
Torr would lean into him as he died, and Bobby would tell him everything was
going to be all right, even though they both knew it wasn’t.