Well it was the same book as the other two. Unrequited love, physical angst and international intrigue. I enjoyed this book and the precedeing books but I really hate the ending and the set up for a fourth book as well as the introduction of the new character for the Book that is a spin off. I am...
I don't know how many times I picked this up to read and only got to where Conrad gets picked up in Peru. It just didn't grab me. I finally told myself to just finish it. I should say that I love Atlantis and Antarctic fiction for reasons I don't understand, I always want to read it if I see it. ...
En la Antártida; un terremoto se traga a un equipo de científicos y deja al descubierto un misterioso monumento más antiguo que la propia Tierra. En Perú; el arqueólogo Conrad Yeats es apresado por el ejército de los EE.UU. para que lo investigue. En Roma; el Papa envía a la lingüista Serena Serg...
The snow-covered prairies glittered under the sparkling night skies. Sachs had her hands wrapped around Koz’s waist as he leaned forward and kicked up the speed of Ethel’s four-stroke Yamaha snowmobile. She looked back at Captain Li, further behind on the trial, trying to keep up in Rusty the wai...
She had no doubt what the performance of her duties to Domitian would entail. She was surprised, however, to find his wife Domitia joining them in Caesar’s private triclinium dining room. Now her agony was compounded; not only was Domitian taunting her, he was using her to taunt his wife, which e...
He was no nearer to poisoning Domitian’s imperial amphorae in the winery nor to the identity of his alleged contact Cerberus in John’s so-called “eighth church” at Cappadocia. But between the fields and caves and some bartering, he had been able to scrounge up the various ingredients required to ...
He had found stone resonators and proof the ancients understood transdimensional portals. Still, he couldn’t fight the sting of anticlimax and frustration as he had yet to find any sign of the Queen of Sheba’s lost mines. Hank looked down and saw his own footprints in the ...
Young, maybe 17, long black hair, dark eyes, and tears of blood trickling down her tragic face. Sometimes she was the harlot Rahab in ancient Jericho, and he was the enemy spy sent to bring down the walls. Other times she was a beauty named Aphrodite in a future Greece under the rule of Germania....