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eBook Category: Science Fiction/Romance
eBook Description: Book Two of the trilogy, "Zeta's Child" draws the characters from book 1 ever deeper into the bizarre world of the big-eyed gray alien while suffering abduction and terror.

eBook Publisher: Awe-Struck E-Books, Published: 1996
Fictionwise Release Date: April 2002

This eBook is part of the following series:

• Diane Drury's Dark Ships Trilogy

16 Reader Ratings: Great Good OK Poor

Available eBook Formats [MultiFormat - What's this?]: Adobe Acrobat (PDF) [936 KB], eReader (PDB) [425 KB], Palm Doc (PDB) [424 KB], Rocket/REB1100 (RB) [410 KB], Microsoft Reader (LIT) [620 KB] - PocketPC 1.0+ Compatible, Franklin eBookMan (FUB) [350 KB], hiebook (KML) [1.0 MB], Sony Reader (LRF) [491 KB], iSilo (PDB) [352 KB], Mobipocket (PRC) [443 KB], Kindle Compatible (MOBI) [476 KB], OEBFF Format (IMP) [594 KB]
Words: 136294
Reading time: 389-545 min.
Microsoft Reader (LIT) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
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"3 1/2 stars … Zeta's Child made fascinating reading as I discovered the true nature of the abductors and their purpose on earth. It was good to meet familiar characters and watch them grow and change over the pages. I look forward to the third book of this trilogy (The Healers)."

"After all the things we've heard claimed about alien abductions, the events in Zeta's Child were horrifyingly easy to believe. So much so that I dreamed of aliens while reading this … I can't wait to see how it all ends."--Writer's Club Romance Group

He was sitting up in the water, sweating from the heat of it. He could see them coming for him, striding across the water's surface, fixing him in their stare. They moved like water bugs on their long, spindly legs -- gliding one second, stepping the next. They approached him as wolves might circle a fire.

Now they were close enough to touch. He couldn't see them breathe, or even pant from exertion. Their skin looked like gray clay. They were like the rubber bugs you scared your little sister with.

He was still weak. Only a month had passed since his healing. A month was not enough time for his atrophied muscle bundles to recover. Why couldn't they at least leave him alone until he had the strength to fight back?

He thrashed in the water; trying to swim away; trying to get away. He felt their feet, their bodies, their long fingers rubbing against his face.

But they wouldn't take him. They would have to kill him first. He felt fingers around the back of his neck, fingers gripping his arm. I must remember this, I must remember, he frantically thought to himself. He was under the water now, and he was blacking out ...


Copyright © 1996 by Dick Claassen and Diane Drury