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Impact Vector [MultiFormat]
eBook by Daniel Wilder
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eBook Category: Science Fiction/Suspense/Thriller Dream Realm Award Winner
eBook Description: Locked in isolation by the secrets he must keep, Migel Sanchez, a creative genius of extraordinary nature and conviction, must draw upon all of his seasoned courage and creative talents to thwart the efforts of a power-crazed group who would create their own society by seeing to the end of humanity's established civilization. A predestined threat from space, cold and coursing toward the oasis of Earth, presses on Migel from one side as the power-crazed group assails him from another. Armed with new technologies that he cannot share with an unsuspecting world, Migel must try to save the innocent before they are crushed from both sides. Upon Migel and a few trustworthy friends will the billions of Earthlings bestow their praises of salvation, or else cry out from their graves the blame of their demise.
eBook Publisher: Whiskey Creek Press
Fictionwise Release Date: January 2006
Available eBook Formats [MultiFormat - What's this?]: Adobe Acrobat (PDF) [1.6 MB], eReader (PDB) [330 KB], Palm Doc (PDB) [288 KB], Rocket/REB1100 (RB) [268 KB], Microsoft Reader (LIT) [238 KB] - PocketPC 1.0+ Compatible, Franklin eBookMan (FUB) [285 KB], hiebook (KML) [715 KB], Sony Reader (LRF) [385 KB], iSilo (PDB) [244 KB], Mobipocket (PRC) [373 KB], Kindle Compatible (MOBI) [398 KB], OEBFF Format (IMP) [389 KB]
Words: 87771
Reading time: 250-351 min.
Microsoft Reader (LIT) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
Adobe Acrobat (PDF) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
All Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED
ISBN: 1-59374-534-6
 
"...Author Daniel Wilder's background as an information technology professional, along with his love of physics and astronomy, prove themselves in Impact Vector. Although meticulous detail is given to the technicalities of space travel, Wilder's narrative is clear and concise to the point that a layman can easily understand. Filled with gut-wrenching suspense, the reader will be quickly turning pages, breathless with anticipation. An exhilarating read for lovers of science fiction, action thrillers, and suspense, as well as anyone who enjoys an absorbing, entertaining book."--Christy Tillery French, Midwest Book Review
"...Mr. Wilder offers a diverse writing style, offering something for everyone from highly advanced technological theory to every day events like celebrating a victory with a bottle of champagne to the mundane of a character needing to turn in early because of when they need to get up in the morning. He takes this ability to appeal to a variety of readers to even include teens with some of the astronomically related discussions as well as the language used. It is the rare author who can speak to such a broad spectrum of ages as well as across gender and race."--Gina, Love Romances "...Impact Vector is a thrilling science fiction adventure. Debut author Daniel Wilder does a wonderful job of bringing this story to life within the pages of the book. We have more than our fair share of bad guys in this story, along with some really wonderful good guys. The story doesn't bog down in scientific details, or believe me, I would have been totally lost. The plots and subplots race along to the thrilling conclusion of the story and kept me turning pages way beyond my normal bedtime. The characters are all very well written and the emotions they engage are exactly what they should be. This is one story you don't want to miss!"--Chere Gruver, PNR Reviews "...Daniel Wilder will wow you with his knowledge of space and technology. Coupled with the quick wit of character, Carlos, you will instantly feel sorry for Miguel's plight to escape The Commission and to do right by the world. Even with the details of his extraordinary nature, I found myself rooting for him till the end. The plot is fast paced and tension filled until the culmination. With scenery spanning from the heat of Uganda to the cold landscape of space, Impact Vector will keep you turning the pages of a story that could very well be a reality."--C.C., Lighthouse Literary Reviews
Chapter 1 If we are to survive in this crowded state on this small rock in space, prejudice must become a memory, as slavery is now a memory, as the genocidal horrors of World War II are now but a memory. I understand the prejudice of man, but I cannot condone it. My hope is that this Journal will one day be used to teach humanity more about itself, and hopefully, through that knowledge, humanity will learn to be at peace with itself and all parts of the human race. Each person is an animal, flesh and blood, and the same basic instincts that are found in the animal kingdom are found in each person as well. These survival instincts create the feelings of me and mine before you and yours. Indeed such human genetic programming is what causes an individual to place his or her own wellbeing before that of others. Survival instincts give one the feeling that he or she is smarter, faster, stronger, wiser, and more deserving. If humanity is to become truly civilized, we must understand the animal who demands survival to the point of gathering more than one could ever use, so that person will never need. Indeed it is this excessiveness we call greed that almost eliminated humanity, and I fear that humanity would not survive a second round of what it has seen. An era of growth should be our goal. An era to meet the needs of the flesh and move beyond those needs. Excerpt from the Journal of Migel Guido Our Second Start by Carlos Juarez * * * *Migel stared about his messy garage, illuminated only by the dim overhead light bulb. There was barely enough room for one full-sized car, let alone all the equipment for his experiments. He shoved his hand back through his hair and tried to shake off the sensation that he was about to begin some kind of weird karmic adventure. Hell, an adventure was the last thing he needed. He frowned and shook his head, then paced about the narrow space, stopping now and then to finger pieces of dismantled machines. How had he ever managed to talk himself into doing these experiments, anyway? Deep in his heart, he knew he'd never succeed even if he unraveled the secrets of certain magnetic phenomenon, most of which had a true conspiratorial nature-- Trying to play God, that's what he was trying to do. Sheer folly. He kicked at a metal bucket as his gaze traveled along the east wall. The shelves lining the wall were cluttered with the junk of dismantled machines. He shifted his head to the right. Stretching the length of the north wall was his worktable covered with scattered notes and customized equipment, sophisticated but lacking any aesthetic quality. His shoulders slumped as he recalled all his years of research and study leading to theories that could only be proven through experimentation. Hah! Experimentation in this cramped, unlikely lab? Migel smoothed back his hair and inched closer to the note-strewn table. Who was he trying to fool? Himself or his colleagues? "Face it," he said aloud, "the real reason you're doing these experiments here instead of in a properly equipped lab is because you're hiding." He lowered his head into his palms and stood there for several moments until the sound of crickets carping outside caught his attention. He heaved a deep sigh, then turned and strode toward the garage door, reflecting on his nagging need to keep these experiments secret. He absolutely could not draw attention to himself. No matter what happened, no one could know. As he neared the building's exit, he stopped for a moment at the spot where the original designers had intended an entrance for a car. He ran his hand over the well built, half sanded antique oak table. In the center of the table sat an almost spherical machine fitted with powerful magnets and hand-wound coils in strange configurations. Listening to the machine whine its unique tune, he watched the magnets and coils dance around their respective axes. Stepping back, Migel stood in the middle of the garage and noticed a green glowing presence just beneath the machine. The strange effect started spreading outward across the tabletop. Wait, Migel thought. It's the table itself! The table was turning an eerie pale green, and he could see right through it. He was fascinated, but only for a few seconds. As the effect continued to spread, he realized it could soon engulf the entire garage. He sucked in his breath. He didn't dare go near it. In desperation, he grabbed a broom handle to reach the machine's main switch. As the handle entered the machine's field of influence, it, too, turned green and translucent. He took another deep breath. The machine's effect was too far spread. Migel knew he couldn't reach the machine without stepping into the field. Next to the garage door, the breaker box was also out of his reach. Startled, he realized that by this time the effect had reached the garage door. He could see through it, and on the other side he saw his wife Rachel.
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