Books with author John R. Reid

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Eric didn’t ask to be the King of the Cats. He didn’t ask to be dragged into the magical world which, it turns out, is not all wardrobes and wizarding schools. It is a dangerous, grim and nasty place full of madmen, gods, monsters and demons moving through history and time. And he certainly didn’t ask to be on the run with a cat and a girl who died in World War 2.What is the secret knowledge that the dark things of the world are so intent on obtaining from Eric? What will they do to get it? Who is the debonair, charming and utterly wicked Mr Clawu?A fast paced novel full of twists that will keep you turning the page to find out what is going to happen next. Who will live and who will die?

Dear readers, The four short stories you read in this book The Forgotten Cry are, frankly speaking, not purely imaginary and the characters found in them have soul and breath, for they have been created out of what I have seen, heard, or read somewhere. The Forgotten Cry is the ocular reality I had experienced in a South Indian coastal village just after the giant tsunami waves of 2004 had mercilessly washed away the coastal lives in plenty, the fishermen in particular. Jeya I have portrayed here had to undergo untold afflictions in her aunt's house after she had lost her parents and brothers. A little delight plus contentment I have in disclosing her ordeals to the world and I hope the readers will definitely experince the same sort of feelings for this girl as I had once had. Alone at Midnight is the triumphant fulfillment of my ardent longing for the boy, Sam, as to how I could help him after he had rushed to my speeding car, alone at midnight, on a deserted highway. His wet-cheeked face prevailed in my 'inward eye'for a long time. And how he has been geared up to put an abrupt end to the beastly acts of his father is solely fictional. The Guardian Angel is partly based on the tidings heard from one of my cronies that a stranger had appeared in their village and been staying in the cathedral precincts for a few days and whose identity was unknown and all the rustics were terribly afraid of him. A Page in my Diary is evolved out of the dismal tidings I collected from a local daily. Usually, we are in haste to judge the fellow beings around us and, later on, we do feel grieved or repented for our erring acts. Of course, a little unnatural tinge has been added to enhance the reading curiosity of the readers. The school teacher, being an ethical man, feels guilty for the professional sin perpetrated to one of his students, Daniel, and finds a remedy to his guilt as his conscience demands. Wish you all an ardent reading. R.John johnrajayyan@gmail.com