Whether you are in the mood for mystery and suspense or romance and humor, Michael Meyer is the author for you. From the burning sand of Saudi Arabia to a crowded college cafeteria, Michael is sure to thrill you and make you laugh out loud. Enjoy!
Covert Dreams: An International Suspense Thriller
Genre: Mystery, Thriller & Suspense
INTERNATIONAL SUSPENSE COLLECTION BOOK ONE – from the author who involves you in a thrilling Caribbean mystery in Book Two, DEADLY EYES
Imagine waking up remembering intimate details about a country in which you have never traveled and fluently speaking a language that you have never spoken. B.J. is living the ideal life. He has a great wife, a wonderful job. And yet he is experiencing life-like vivid dreams of Munich, a city he has never visited.
Stan Halsey is a professor in Saudi Arabia, who sends for his wife to join him. She arrives, and, in the blink of an eye, she vanishes, leaving no trace of ever being alive in either the United States or in Saudi Arabia.
COVERT DREAMS is a fast-paced international suspense thriller that moves from lively Munich to the burning sands of Saudi Arabia.
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Deadly Eyes: A Caribbean Murder Mystery
INTERNATIONAL SUSPENSE COLLECTION BOOK TWO – from the author who takes you from Munich to the burning sands of Saudi Arabia in Book One, COVERT DREAMS. Something unique: This book has TWO alternative endings, one of which is much darker than the other.
#1 Amazon bestseller in International Mystery & Crime, September 2013
James Cuffy, better known as Cuff, is living in paradise with his spunky girlfriend, Rosie, on the small Caribbean island of St. Croix, where the sky is as blue as Cuff’s eyes, the ocean as pretty as feisty little Rosie’s cheeks, where the gentle lapping of the waves is a lullaby, and the swaying of the palm trees is a dance. The sandy beaches are as white as sugar, and the horizon is a world away. St. Croix indeed is paradise, the perfect place for living, laughing, and loving.
But the sandy beaches and the turquoise sea can provide no cover from the deadly eyes of the unknown stalker pursuing Cuff. Murder leads to murder as he attempts to untangle the terrible web in which he has suddenly become entangled.
The twists and turns are many, the roads of the fast action leading in all directions, but time is running out, and Cuff, his faithful Rosie at his side, knows it.
These were not naked eyes, for the distance between these eyes and the beach bar at Cathy’s Fancy was too great for the naked eye to discern who was who. No, these eyes had planned meticulously. The eyes were glued to a pair of terribly expensive and unbelievably powerful Swarovski Optik binoculars. The balcony on which they now worked, taking in the scene before them, was the perfect place to see but not be seen. The powerful binoculars saw to that.
The distance, the palm trees, and the rays of the sun all helped. The position had been hand picked, after careful consideration. Every angle had been considered, and, one by one, they had all been discarded for one reason or another until this very spot, the perfect place to observe while not being observed, had been selected.
Yes, the eyes had seen it all. The eyes had seen precisely what they had hoped to see. They were like a master puppeteer. They planned, controlled, and observed, but from a safe distance. They did not miss a trick.
The eyes. The deadly eyes of St. Croix.
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The Three Kitties That Saved My Life
Genre: Health, Fitness & Dieting
FINALIST 2014 RONE Award, Inspirational Book
AN UPLIFTING TRUE STORY OF LOVE – from love and loss to love once again – a feel-good read #1 Amazon best seller in Love and Loss, December 2013 #1 Amazon best seller in Educator Biographies, April 2014 #1 Amazon best seller in Love & Romance, April 2014
What if you suddenly lost your partner through life? How would you find the will to go on all alone? Would you ever be able to fall in love again? This is the true story of my journey from grieving widower, not caring if I lived or died, to the once-again happily married man I am today, a man who both loves and cherishes life. My three kitties have given me a new zest for living.
My story begins with loss and tears, but it ends with lots of love and laughter. I hope that you will find yourself both entertained and inspired by my journey.
It is amazing how time helps. In time, I have learned to overcome my own albatross. I have learned to live again, to love again. Life is a gift reads a plaque on our dining room wall, and that sums up what I have gained from the three kitties that saved my life. From Coco, I learned to care again. From Kitty, I learned to love again. From Pom Pom, I have learned how to cope with my own demons, the effects of aging being one of these. Pom Pom has taught me to accept what is and then to move onward. Yes, I have learned plenty from my three kitties.
My journey has been a long one, a difficult one at times, but it has a happy ending. The three kitties in my life have made it so. They have all helped me to become the happy-to-be-alive man that I am today. I now accept rather than cope. I live each day to the fullest, knowing full well that life is a gift, and a very precious one at that. I look back on my life and I often think that I must be the luckiest man in the world. I have so much to be thankful for. The wonderment and beauty of life are both so dear to me.
And, to add a delicious icing to the lovely taste of my life, I can say with total honesty to the whole world, my voice booming into the sky, my dancing feet not caring in the least who might see me, that I have been very fortunate to have done something that brings more sheer delight and wonderful pride to me than anything else that I have accomplished in my life: I have fallen madly, head-over-heels in love not once, but twice, and how many others can say that?
Thank you, Kitty!
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The Famous Union: Humorous Contemporary Fiction
Genre: Humor & Entertainment | Humor & Satire
CONTEMPORARY/HUMOROUS FICTION COLLECTION BOOK ONE – A ROLLICKING ROMP THROUGH THE HALLS OF ACADEMIA – THE FAMOUS UNION has readers saying that it has “flashes of Vonnegut,” that it is “an academic version of Catch 22,” that it “is a hoot!” and that it is “one of few books that has made me laugh out loud.”
Famous Union is a pretty little college with expensive fountains, cute coeds, and brand new artificial turf on the football field. It seems like the perfect place to work, but not all is as it seems. Come get some heavy doses of healthful laughter as a once-proud institution of higher learning is overwhelmed by madcap hilarity, where compromise is a four-letter word. Famous Union College is a place where what is what is not.
WARNING: Do not attempt to read and drive–or to eat while reading this book. Be sure to provide a safe environment for sudden outbursts of laughter.
But after a particularly unproductive day cluttered with nothing more than boredom, Bill Ferris finally had had it; he knew he had to get away, or else, so he ventured across campus to the college cafeteria for an early dinner.
“What’s the special today?” he asked the young coed who was on the ready to take his order.
“What’s that?” asked Ferris.
“What?” asked Ferris again.
“Buzzgetti,” said the young unsmiling coed, her face clearly demonstrating her growing impatience with the guy.
“Is that some type of local specialty. I’ve never heard of it,” said Bill Ferris.
“Buzzgetti,” the tortured young thing said, two octaves too loudly for the crowded cafeteria.
Bill Ferris, finally resigned to the fact that he was not about to get any further information from her, decided what the hell. “I’ll take a stab at it,” he said.
When his plate was finally handed over to him, Ferris sighed deeply, refraining purposely from uttering what he truly felt inside. What good would it do? What purpose would it serve? As he looked down at his plate of probably day-old spaghetti, most likely heated-over canned stuff, to boot, he was thinking that nothing around the place made any sense at all. The place had gone completely insane, crazy. Loco. It seemed more a lunatic asylum than a place of scholarly reflection and application.
But what a fitting end to his day, he also thought, as the tasteless special of the day churned around his intestines like worms squirming to their death on a sunburned sidewalk.
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The Survival of Marvin Baines: Humorous Midlife Fiction
Genre: Family Life | Humor & Satire
CONTEMPORARY/HUMOROUS FICTION COLLECTION BOOK TWO AN ENDEARING STORY OF WHAT IF, one man’s irreverent yet heartfelt quest to cope with the dysfunctional midlife crisis that has suddenly enveloped him, where romantic fantasy and the reality of marriage collide.
Marvin Baines seemingly has it all: a loving family and a great job. He is about to turn forty, and just like that, the realization hits him–his own mortality is straight up the road. That’s not his only problem. Suddenly he is unable to distinguish fantasy from reality, and his often quirky decision-making causes his whole life to begin to unravel. All he wants is an escape from his humdrum life. What he gets is something quite unexpected.
Marvin Baines was not one to be easily fooled. He was reckless, but in a cautious way. He determined to hold his silence on the talking for the time being. He would have to be absolutely certain this time before he went about telling his story.
He took his yellow Mazda wagon out for an early afternoon spin. His windows unrolled all the way; his left elbow leaning out the door; his frame resting luxuriously against his vinyl seat cover; the wind whipping his hair about his head; his eyes focused through his not-so-dark sun-glasses, on the road ahead; his radio turned up loud to the station that played only country classics from the fifties and sixties, blaring out the tunes he loved so; his car churning along at thirty miles an hour in the fifty-five mile an hour zone–Marvin Baines was king. King of himself. Of his feelings. He was happier than can be.
And the sky overhead kind of blue, the breeze rather cool, the music good. Everything was perfect. The way Baines liked it. A relaxing drive in the country was real life. It was living, the way living should be. For Baines. Just Baines, his car, and his music–and of course the breeze, and the lovely landscape. That’s all he needed to be really content in the moment.
The singer on the radio was telling Baines about how he, a lonely man, had stepped into a bar and had met a delectable little woman, whom he had shared a drink and a dance with; but then, just as he and the woman were about to leave the bar together, the man had suddenly looked down at his hand and he had seen the wedding band on his finger.
A classic! thought Marvin Baines. A real classic!
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