Welcome to a realm where each planet has a soul that lives on even after that planet's death, searching the galaxy to free other planetary souls from their rock-encrusted wombs.
With every planet they devour they become stronger, bonding with mortals and giving those mortals mutated powers until they can destroy the planet they are on.

Welcome to the realm of the fantastic, where a winged woman fights alongside a cyborg, a telepath, and a seer for survival. Where anything is possible and were-beasts roam the land.
Good is corrupted. Evil is beside you. Faith is lost.
And then...
This novel contains all three books of the completed Nova trilogy. As a bonus, it also includes The Fall of Eon, the prequel to the Nova realm.

This is the story of the Last Supper told through the mind of the apostle John.

Excerpt:

John sat on the floor at a low stone table while the other apostles spoke. Candles danced light around them.

"Did you hear what Jesus spoke in the streets?" Bartholomew asked in low tones to Thomas across the table. "He said, 'The hour has come for the son of man to be glorified. Very truly I tell you, unless a grain of wheat falls into the earth and dies, it remains just a single grain, but if it dies, it bears much fruit.' What do these words mean? He speaks in riddles. If he is to be glorified will he now take his place as ruler over the land of Jerusalem? What role would we play then?"

Thomas took a hand and placed it on the table, turning to his fellow apostle. "I do not think he means to rule, but I am afraid I also do not understand. He spoke of death, and yet he then told the masses, 'Whoever serves me must follow me, and where I am, there will my servant be also. Whoever serves me, the father will honor.' I do not think he would speak of serving and following if he or we were to die now. But then he has said before, 'The son of man is going to be betrayed into human hands, and they will kill him, and on the third day he will be raised.'"

"I would die for him if he asked," Simon Peter spoke from nearby John.

It had been like this for days, ever since their arrival to Jerusalem during the festival while Jesus rode the donkey over branches of palm. Jesus spoke words they did not fully understand, words that brought fear to the apostles. John looked around the table at his 11 brothers. Their faces were apprehensive, some masking it with jovial talk and others asking questions about what was to come.

All seemed to feel this coming meal with Jesus was important and pivotal in some unknown way. Tension held between them at all times.

I love writing, deeply, passionately love putting words to page. Why? Is it because I search to make money or become well revered? No. I just love the feeling of taking all these stories that are created in my mind constantly and putting them down so that they will exist and others can know what the stories in my mind are. I am an author. I did not choose this. I am it. I am a singer. I did not choose this. I am it. These, along with the gift of love, are what God gave me.

I enjoy it immensely. But one thing always stuck out in my mind. When I read my books, I never had the opportunity to enjoy the book and not know what’s coming… to have it just come to me and to be able to enjoy them as a reader. What would that be like?

Then, years ago after I published ‘Lazarus, Man’, a man named Charles Craig offered to produce it as an AudioBook for me. As he recorded I listened and a wonderful thing happened, I was able to sit back and enjoy the work. Aside from writing, this is one of my favorite aspects of putting word to page. Other AudioBook Producers have done this same thing with The Ark of Humanity, Eden Legacy and Hearts of Avon. These are my favorite versions of my books.

This week Charles Craig returns as Producer of ‘Among us’ and I cannot be more thrilled to have the opportunity to share it with you.
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- Scott

Jesus didn't flee the sinners for higher ground; he dwelt amongst them to save their souls. He is still here.

Have you ever felt that a person in your day was sent to you by God to help you just when you needed it, to guide you or carry you? People say that God no longer acts, but when we open our eyes we can see him everywhere. This book is about that presence in our lives. It is about what it sometimes could be.

An excerpt:

He stood in the abandoned house as the sun rose, staring out its attic window, in awe of its orange brilliance on the horizon. Every time, he thought. Every day it is so beautiful. He looked around at the bookshelves lining the attic walls and a long unused birdcage that sat in the corner of the room. He remembered seeing it when it had been in use; such a beautiful space; such a wonderful man who owned it in that man's time. Focus, he thought. The day is young but it will go quickly. He mentally made a checklist of everything on his person, three shirts on his back, three pair of pants, multiple socks and a set of gloves. A bag stuffed with money was tucked inside his shirts and a heavy coin purse hung to his side. The book, he thought and went to the musty bookshelves. He traced his fingers along their bindings, stirring a thick layer of dust before he found the tomb he desired, pulled it from the shelf and blew the dust off. Yes, he thought and placed it in his large pant pocket. Oh, and I almost forgot. He took several steps across the room to where the birdcage rested. Beside it was a bottle with a letter in it. You will do. He stuffed it in the pocket of his other pant leg.

This is the story of Lazarus of Bethany, told through tale and tribulation.
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Darkness.
Nothing.
There was a void in the world around him, without light or sound.
A heaviness weighed on Lazarus’ soul as he grasped for being. He sensed in the darkness there had been light only moments before but he could not grasp what that light was.
Suddenly he felt a pulse in his chest. Something heavy held his body firm. Memories flooded through his mind of heat, cattle… family. Where are my sisters? What has happened to me?
The world was somehow wrong.
He tried to move but found he could not, could not raise the heaviness above him. He smelt earth.
Then, with a thrust, he pushed his bound arms out of the cave soil he was buried in and braced them on the earth, using his weakened strength to pull upward. Earth caved in about him as he rose from his grave, his arms and legs bound with bandages. There was a cloth over his face he could not remove. He saw a faint light before him through the cloth.
“Lazarus, come out,” a voice beckoned.
He walked slowly in his bandages toward the light and could feel a warm breeze move about him. The sun radiated in the cloth over his eyes.
“Unbind him, and let him go,” the voice returned.
He felt coarse hands on his arms as bandages were unwrapped from him. Coolness came over his skin where they had been. Lazarus breathed heavily, unsure of what was happening. He had a vague memory of being sick before this. He was barely aware of who he was.
The cloth over his face was pulled away and he squinted as sunlight blinded him. A bearded man with long wavy hair stood in the light. Jesus, he thought in disbelief as the man approached, placing his palm on Lazarus’ forehead.
“You are healed, brother,” Jesus told him as Lazarus’ sisters rushed to his side. “You are still needed in this world.” There was a crowd gathered beyond the cave’s entrance.
“Brother…” Martha cried and kissed his cheek. Her soft hands grasped one of his. Tears streamed down her face. “What a blessing…”
Mary had embraced him and was kneeling before Jesus now. “Thank you, Jesus. How could we doubt you are the son of God?”
“Rise, sister,” Jesus told her. “There is no need to kneel for me. God’s grace is given freely. It is him who we should praise.”
“And through you he has raised our brother from his tomb. We are forever in your debt.”
Jesus took her hand and helped her to rise. “All I ask is your belief and your mouths to spread God’s word in the coming days. Our people will soon face days when believing is much harder than it is now. But come, let us rejoice in what God has done.”
He turned to Lazarus, embracing him. Lazarus felt the warmth of the man and felt his sense of confusion change to a feeling of peace. When Jesus pulled his arms away Lazarus walked out into the sun, through the awestruck crowd toward his home.
A sheep baaed as he passed. He opened the front door to his home and headed to his room, lying down on his straw bed, closing his eyes and giving in to darkness and rest.
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Nails

Nails
nails in hands
pain
blood
How can one death
mean so much?
All through his life he strived
to take the pain from people's lives
When the religious leaders said to shun the sinners
the prostitutes
the greedy
the foreign unbelievers
He went to sinners doors and opened them
washing their feet and dining with them
He healed the sick
removed their pain
brought sight to a man who was blind, changed
We live in a darkness
right now
We all sin
But when we take that hand that's reaching down
when we let ourselves not be so proud
we can find peace
we can find light
bring a brilliance in the night
He let himself be beaten and hung
up on the cross by four nailed runs
He let himself die in so much pain
so that you and I can enjoy the rain
the bath of forgiveness that baptizes us
We are forgiven because of his love
He's at your door
His hand's on your soul
He's died for you
to steady your whole.

Welcome to a realm where each planet has a soul that lives on even after that planet's death, searching the galaxy to free other planetary souls from their rock encrusted wombs.
With every planet they devour they become stronger, bonding with mortals and giving those mortals mutated powers until they can destroy the planet they are on.
Welcome to the realm of the fantastic, where a winged woman fights alongside a cyborg, a telepath and a seer for survival. Where anything is possible and were-beasts roam the land.
Good is corrupted. Evil is beside you. Faith is lost.
And then…

This novel contains all three books of the completed Nova trilogy. As a bonus, it also includes The Fall of Eon, the prequel to the Nova realm.