Books published by publisher Wild Hunt Press

When you think of dinosaurs, you probably think of huge creatures with sharp teeth and terrifying roars. But did you know that there were dinosaurs so tiny they would only reach to your ankle, or ones that towered over buildings, but were still plant eaters?Dinosaurs - Amazing Animals has over 25 full colour photos and illustrations and is suitable for readers aged 7-10. Younger children will enjoy reading the book together with an adult or older sibling, and will also love looking at all the dinosaur illustrations.You will learn:Where the word dinosaur comes from, and what it meansHow do we learn about dinosaursDinosaur bodies and how they livedDinosaur babiesDinosaurs - Amazing Animals also introduces you to some of the most amazing dinosaurs that ever lived. You will learn all about the:First DinosaurLongest DinosaurSmallest DinosaurTallest DinosaurSmartest DinosaurDumbest DinosaurFastest Dinosaurand the most famous dinosaur of all.Dinosaurs - Amazing Animals also introduces the idea of extinction and explores the different ideas about what caused the dinosaurs to become extinct.The book also shares some fun dino facts to end.Whether you are looking for an entertaining book for your child or a reference for a school project, Dinosaurs - Amazing Animals has what you need.I loved writing this book for you, and I hope you enjoy it!

Unexpected tragedy threatens to destroy young Wesley on his path to the throne to be King Reagale's successor. Evil infiltrates his life once again, as his past casts a dark shadow of terror over this wonderful new life he has been given, tearing to shreds any hopes for the future and dashing his dreams of a 'happily ever after'. A dim flicker of light emerges from the ashes that remain of his broken life that, with resolved determination and strength of will, might yet see his dreams fulfilled...Let your imagination soar to a land filled with kings and wizards, dragons and damsels in distress, dungeons, dwarfs and enchanted forests. Fantasy and reality meet in a suspenseful story of love, honor and courage against all odds...of faith and hope...magic and mystery...treachery, treason and terror...compassion and redemption!

Captain Luis Changelle is a highly regarded leader in Darius' army. But all that is about to change forever. Luis suddenly finds himself charged with treason and running for his very life. Luis is reunited with his sister, and the two find themselves on an adventure that neither of them could have ever imagined. With several adrenaline-pumping twists and turns, and many good-natured laughs along the way, the journey of this heart-warming and dynamic brother-sister duo ends them up in the middle of an epic war to end all wars.Let your imagination soar to a land filled with kings and wizards, dragons and damsels in distress, dungeons, dwarfs and enchanted forests. Fantasy and reality meet in a suspenseful story of love, honor and courage against all odds... of faith and hope... magic and mystery... treachery, treason and terror... compassion and redemption.May this touching story warm the hearts and stir the souls of all who open its pages!

Noah Ordith must choose. Join one of Los Angeles's two largest gangs, fight in their war, or die. Instead, narrowly escaping his initiation into one of the gangs, Noah is spirited away to a parallel universe where an even more catastrophic war is poised to begin. Noah meets six strangers from Earth who are also stranded in Leech World. Along with seven strangers, Noah quickly discovers that Leech World is a land of vast, empty deserts, kingdoms at constant war, and magic, a fundamental force leading to the universe's destruction. Searching for a way to return home, they uncover a plot to revitalize Leech World's dying universe at the expense of their own. If they want to go home, they will become the Seven and stand between two gods who have chosen Leech World and Earth as the center stage for their apocalyptic final battle.

Great Expectations By Charles Dickens My fatherʼs family name being Pirrip, and my Christian name Philip, my infant tongue could make of both names nothing longer or more explicit than Pip. So, I called myself Pip, and came to be called Pip. I give Pirrip as my fatherʼs family name, on the authority of his tombstone and my sister,―Mrs. Joe Gargery, who married the blacksmith. As I never saw my father or my mother, and never saw any likeness of either of them (for their days were long before the days of photographs), my first fancies regarding what they were like were unreasonably derived from their tombstones. The shape of the letters on my fatherʼs, gave me an odd idea that he was a square, stout, dark man, with curly black hair. From the character and turn of the inscription, "Also Georgiana Wife of the Above," I drew a childish conclusion that my mother was freckled and sickly. To five little stone lozenges, each about a foot and a half long, which were arranged in a neat row beside their grave, and were sacred to the memory of five little brothers of mine,―who gave up trying to get a living, exceedingly early in that universal struggle,―I am indebted for a belief I religiously entertained that they had all been born on their backs with their hands in their trousers-pockets, and had never taken them out in this state of existence. Ours was the marsh country, down by the river, within, as the river wound, twenty miles of the sea. My first most vivid and broad impression of the identity of things seems to me to have been gained on a memorable raw afternoon towards evening. At such a time I found out for certain that this bleak place overgrown with nettles was the churchyard; and that Philip Pirrip, late of this parish, and also Georgiana wife of the above, were dead and buried; and that Alexander, Bartholomew, Abraham, Tobias, and Roger, infant children of the aforesaid, were also dead and buried; and that the dark flat wilderness beyond the churchyard, intersected with dikes and mounds and gates, with scattered cattle feeding on it, was the marshes; and that the low leaden line beyond was the river; and that the distant savage lair from which the wind was rushing was the sea; and that the small bundle of shivers growing afraid of it all and beginning to cry, was Pip. "Hold your noise!" cried a terrible voice, as a man started up from among the graves at the side of the church porch. "Keep still, you little devil, or Iʼll cut your throat!" A fearful man, all in coarse gray, with a great iron on his leg. A man with no hat, and with broken shoes, and with an old rag tied round his head. A man who had been soaked in water, and smothered in mud, and lamed by stones, and cut by flints, and stung by nettles, and torn by briars; who limped, and shivered, and glared, and growled; and whose teeth chattered in his head as he seized me by the chin.

Most young Americans know that George Herbert Walker Bush, the father of President George W. Bush, also served as president of the United States. But being president was only one facet of this remarkable man's life.Author Ken Anderson introduces young readers to not only a former president, but also the Navy's youngest pilot during World War II, a top-notch baseball player, an innovative oilman, United Nationals ambassador and liaison to China, CIA director, congressman, and vice president. The story reveals the triumph and glory, as well as the despair and tragedy, that the former president has experienced in a lifetime of service.

Northanger Abbey Jane Austen No one who had ever seen Catherine Morland in her infancy would have supposed her born to be an heroine. Her situation in life, the character of her father and mother, her own person and disposition, were all equally against her. Her father was a clergyman, without being neglected, or poor, and a very respectable man, though his name was Richard-and he had never been handsome. He had a considerable independence besides two good livings-and he was not in the least addicted to locking up his daughters. Her mother was a woman of useful plain sense, with a good temper, and, what is more remarkable, with a good constitution. She had three sons before Catherine was born; and instead of dying in bringing the latter into the world, as anybody might expect, she still lived on-lived to have six children more-to see them growing up around her, and to enjoy excellent health herself. A family of ten children will be always called a fine family, where there are heads and arms and legs enough for the number; but the Morlands had little other right to the word, for they were in general very plain, and Catherine, for many years of her life, as plain as any. She had a thin awkward figure, a sallow skin without colour, dark lank hair, and strong features-so much for her person; and not less unpropitious for heroism seemed her mind. She was fond of all boy's plays, and greatly preferred cricket not merely to dolls, but to the more heroic enjoyments of infancy, nursing a dormouse, feeding a canary-bird, or watering a rose-bush. Indeed she had no taste for a garden; and if she gathered flowers at all, it was chiefly for the pleasure of mischief-at least so it was conjectured from her always preferring those which she was forbidden to take. Such were her propensities-her abilities were quite as extraordinary. She never could learn or understand anything before she was taught; and sometimes not even then, for she was often inattentive, and occasionally stupid.