The Voice of Anton Bouchard by Brian L. Porter

August 4, 2009 at 9:17 pm (Uncategorized) (, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , )


TheVoicePrintfront_mdThe Voice of Anton Bouchard

As the city of Paris swelters in the grip of a summer heat wave, a serial killer dubbed “The Butcher Beast” stalks the dark streets of the great metropolis, dispatching his victims with increasing brutality and savagery. Author Brian L. Porter goes deep into the mind of multiple murderer Anton Bouchard, revealing the thoughts and the events that have shaped the life of that most heinous of society’s misfits, the serial killer! This definitive collection of tales from the pen of the author includes a second tale of multiple murder in “Breathing to Death,” and also takes the reader beneath the ocean, beyond the stars, and deep into the cellars of an English country mansion. Finally, we are treated to a four chapter preview of Porter’s latest novel Under Mexican Skies. A truly remarkable journey through the mind of an extremely talented author!

Reviews:

 5.0 out of 5 stars Award Winning Material!!, June 28, 2009
By Barbara Watkins “Barbara Watkins” (Missouri)

What can I say about Brian L. Porter and his latest literary work known as ‘The Voice of Anton Bouchard’ other than to say in my opinion, it was a work of excellence! His works are known to provoke emotions of horror, terror and intrigue…and through ‘The Voice of Anton Bouchard’ {and other stories} the author managed to do just that.

I visited Paris in its darkest hour and traveled along side a psychopathic serial killer.

Aboard a submarine miles below the Pacific waves, I witnessed the destruction of the earth and mankind. I then took a journey along side detectives and participated in solving a murder.

I traveled through the Transylvanian Alps and ended up with ‘Bodies in the Cellar,’ only to find I had been abducted by Alien creatures no less!

Bravo to the author, Brian L. Porter, for giving his readers’ yet another five star experience!

Author/Writer/Reviewer: Barbara Watkins

      
5.0 out of 5 stars Very Clever., June 26, 2009
By Ralph R. Deluca Jr. (USA)

The Voice of Anton Bouchard is a book of short, well written, and entertaining storys. I blew through the book in one short afternoon. The storys contain horror, brotherly love, natural disasters and more. You owe it to yourself to read it. Mr Porter has got me hooked.

     
5.0 out of 5 stars Get Ready to Enter the Twilight Zone, June 7, 2009
By     Martha A. Cheves (Charlotte, NC)

Short story “Red Sky in the Morning”… ‘Prior to surfacing completely, the submarine’s commander, Captain Simon Merrick had ordered the periscope raised, and he knew as soon as he put his eye to the scope that something wasn’t right. Although the submarine’s chronometer showed the time as eleven o’clock in the morning it appeared quite dark on the surface. There appeared to be an incredible red tinge to the outside world. While he tried to make some sense of what he saw his communications officer, Mike Regan had been trying without success, to make contact with the base at Rosyth.’

What Merrick and his crew didn’t know as their submarine surfaced from the deep waters was that they were about to “Enter the Twilight Zone.”

Enter the Twilight Zone yourself as you read “The Voice of Anton Bouchard” which will have you wondering why a serial killer suddenly stopped killing. Read “Breathing to Death” to see how and why women with medical problems are being killed. “The Sound of Silence” will have you traveling with a young lady, who after a wreck, is carried off to what could be nothing less than the castle of Dracula. These stories and many more that make up this book will carry you into the “Zone.”

Purchase links:

http://www.amazon.com/Voice-Anton-Bouchard-Other-Stories/dp/190710805X/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1249381013&sr=8-1

http://mythicapublishing.com/astore/


From Author Brian L Porter
Author of, The Preditors & Editors Best Thriller Novel 2008 and The Preditors & Editors Best Poet of 2008 (as Juan Pablo Jalisco)
Brian L. Porter Web: www.freewebs.com/brianlp
A Study in Red Web: www.freewebs.com/astudyinred
Juan Pablo Jalisco Web: www.freewebs.com/juanpablojalisco
Harry Porter Web: http://harry-porter.webs.com

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A.O.G.s are Here By Mike Houston

July 30, 2009 at 2:52 am (Uncategorized) (, , , , , , , , , , , , )


AOG Are here

 

 

“Don’t you worry I’m just going to take a quick look around and will be back within thirty minutes.  Meanwhile you tell Donnie and Jeff to keep an eye out for that monster and if it appears get out of here.”

 “And leave you?” “Yes I’ll be better off in the water as it will try to attack you guys first.” With that said he dropped over the side to the ramp.  As he adjusted the tanks the porpoises started there chirping sounds and splashed water at him. So they were a bit frisky he thought as he finished donning his gear and stepped into the sea.  As soon as he hit the water the porpoises came forward and nudged him playfully then started swimming out towards the east. He dove to a depth of twenty-five feet and followed them.  All around him were sea creatures swimming north. Something had really spooked them. It had to be the monster. As he followed the porpoises they dove deeper. Keeping them in sight he stayed at the same level continuing in an easterly direction. Suddenly he felt something brush him from behind. It was one of the porpoises returning to him and beckoning him to go deeper. What the heck! He might as well he thought.  He kicked out and descended to a depth of one hundred feet before he saw the other porpoise. It was circling around some object that looked vaguely familiar. It dawned on him that it was one of the minisubs and from the looks of it; it was stranded on some kind of underwater reef.  As he swam closer he glimpsed movement in the front window area.  Dear God, it was one of the scientists.  He approached the window and tapped on it to get her attention.  As she stopped moving and looked at him he saw that she was wearing the emergency breathing mask and was trying to pry open the escape hatch.  He pointed to himself and motioned that he would try to open it from the outside and for her to remain calm.  She nodded and smiled at him as she gave the thumbs up sign.  Good Lord, It was Mel!  He swam to the top of the sub and surveyed the hatch cover. It had been mangled by the monster when it had lifted it out of the sea.  The only way he was going to get it open was by some miracle.  Two minutes went by when it dawned on him what he could do. Looking at his spear gun he came up with the idea to use the explosive shells and blow the hatch open. He gathered his spare shells from his dive pouch and started tying them to the hatch cover using diver’s tape.  He knew it was dangerous, but it was the only solution. After he had the shells firmly in place he took some detonating fuse from his pouch and wrapped the shells with it.  He then returned to the window and motioned to Mel what he planned on doing and she should get back from the hatch.  She nodded and pointed to the small desk in the forward area. She was going to get behind it.  He nodded and watched her as she climbed behind it. When he was sure she was protected he returned to the hatch cover and started the final procedure. He removed two flares from his pouch and attached one to the shells and with the other he lit the fuse. He prayed that it would work.  First there was a sizzle then a huge yellow light as the two flares caught and the shells ignited.  The blast was terrific knocking him for a somersault. When he recovered he swam to the sub and looked into the hole. Mel was trying to climb out. He reached inside grabbed her and pulled her up and out. As soon as he had her away from the sub he attached his breathing mask to her and let her have a few breaths.  At first she gulped the air then she slowed down and after a minute she smiled.  He took the mask back and took a couple of breaths and pointed upwards.  She nodded and holding on to him they started their ascent. They rose slowly taking frequent stops so that she could acclimate to the pressure changes

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