Jake Bible Fiction

  • New Release! Salvage Merc One!

    That’s right, folks, a new novel has been sent out into the wild to live a life of freedom and excitement!

    I give you: Salvage Merc One!

    Salvage-Merc-one-ebook-coverJoseph Laribeau was born to be a Marine in the Galactic Fleet. He was born to fight the alien enemies known as the Skrang Alliance and travel the galaxy doing his duty as a Marine Sergeant. He loved the life. But when the War ended and Joe found himself medically discharged, the best job ever was over and he never thought he’d find his way again.

    Then a beautiful alien walked into his life and offered him a chance at something even greater than the Fleet, a chance to serve with the Salvage Merc Corp.

    Now known as Salvage Merc One Eighty-Four, Joe Laribeau is given the ultimate assignment by the SMC bosses. To his surprise it is neither a military nor a corporate salvage. Rather, Joe has to risk his life for one of his own. He has to find and bring back the legend that started the Corp.

    He must find Salvage Merc One.

     

     

    This is a fun one. Lots of aliens, space battles, plasma blasters and bounty hunters and space marines and pew pew pew! You are gonna dig it!

    And, if you do dig it, please leave a review. Those darn reviews make a huge difference to the visibility of the novel. Every star helps, y’all.

    Also, I’ll be working on the audiobook soon, so stay tuned for that.

    Cheers!

  • Friday Night Drabble Party!

    Oh, the weather outside is frightful!

    At least for this section of the world. Stay safe, folks. Stay warm. Don’t let in any strange yetis. Only the yetis you know.

    Hey, know what else is really cold? The depths of space! And speaking of space, I have a new military scifi/space marine novel out!

    Salvage Merc One!

    Salvage-Merc-one-ebook-cover Joseph Laribeau was born to be a Marine in the Galactic Fleet. He was born to fight the alien enemies known as the Skrang Alliance and travel the galaxy doing his duty as a Marine Sergeant. He loved the life. But when the War ended and Joe found himself medically discharged, the best job ever was over and he never thought he’d find his way again.

    Then a beautiful alien walked into his life and offered him a chance at something even greater than the Fleet, a chance to serve with the Salvage Merc Corp.

    Now known as Salvage Merc One Eighty-Four, Joe Laribeau is given the ultimate assignment by the SMC bosses. To his surprise it is neither a military nor a corporate salvage. Rather, Joe has to risk his life for one of his own. He has to find and bring back the legend that started the Corp.

    He must find Salvage Merc One.

     

     

     

    Doesn’t that sound ten kinds of awesome? Yes, yes it does.

    Now, how about some drabbletastic fiction?

    Enjoy!

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    Not A Storm
    By
    Jake Bible

    The chair lift stopped dead.

    Wind. Freezing rain. Darkness everywhere.

    “Power outage,” Colby said as he stared down at the barely visible slope.

    “They gotta have backup generators,” Magnus said. “Not like they don’t expect bad weather.”

    “I don’t know,” Colby replied. “Maybe there was some short.”

    A low rumbling reached them. Not from above, like an avalanche coming to cover them forever, but from the side, near the other slope.

    “Hear that?” Colby asked. “That a storm?”

    Magnus whimpered.

    Colby turned his direction and saw it. It was huge, rising up from the mountainside.

    It was not a storm.

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    Cheers!

    Disclaimer: It ain’t always keggers and snow bunnies on the mountain.

  • Friday Night Drabble Party!

    One more Friday means one more Drabble Party!

    I don’t mean “one more” as in the last Party. No, no, no. I’ll be writing drabbles for y’all even after I step into the grave. I’ve made a certain deal with a certain someone to make sure that happens. Wink, wink.

    Anyone else smell sulfur? No? Okey doke.

    But, let’s be serious for a minutes. Blood Cruise. A literary tale of high seas horror with international crime bosses, ex poker players, covert ops agents, a giant tentacled killing machine, and a story with soul and morals and… Okay, okay, it’s a blood drenched book about a killer octopus. Nothing literary about it.

    BUT IT IS $.99 FOR THE NEXT COUPLE OF HOURS! HURRY! HURRY! HURRY!

    Now…on to the drabble.

    Enjoy!

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    A Messy End
    By
    Jake Bible

    The Labor Minister fretted over the reports that sat open on his desk. He stared at the numbers, unsure of how to proceed.

    Should he tell the Prime Minister? Or just hide the reports? Call a press conference?

    No. Only one honorable solution.

    The Labor Minister stood, turned to the window, grabbed the latch, and shoved. It refused to budge.

    He was surprised maintenance actually sealed the window. It was too late for the previous six Labor Ministers, but it saved him a messy end.

    Almost.

    “Now, where is that revolver?” he wondered aloud as he searched his desk drawers.

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    Cheers!

    Disclaimer: Mmmmm, yeah, I’m going to need those TPS reports today.

  • Writing In Suburbia #22: From Notes To Novel

    That’s right, folks, a second episode of Writing In Suburbia for the new year has happened!

    In this episode I break down how I go from note taking to novel writing. And from novel writing to novel finishing. It’s a process and a half, and may not be for everyone, but I think y’all will get some good advice out of this episode.

    Enjoy!

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  • Friday Night Drabble Party!

    Happy 2016, y’all!

    Buy Blood Cruise! Leave it a review! LOVE IT!

    That’s it for my shilling. Let’s get to the first Drabble of the year! TIME TO PARTY!

    Tonight’s micro-fiction is brought to you by my constant playing of spaghetti western scores as I write my far-future mech western. Yep. Far-future mech western. Hells to the yeah.

    Enjoy!

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    They Fell
    By
    Jake Bible

    Kinkade swung the .45 around as Muoco and Hare stepped into the room. The two men stopped, their hands inches from their own irons. All eyes narrowed and the three stood in the nearly collapsed old church, stucco and plaster at their feet, piles of adobe bricks piled high in the dark, shadowed corners.

    “You should have kept going, boys,” Kinkade said.

    “No choice, gringo,” Muoco growled. “Took the job. Have to finish the job.”

    Hare nodded in agreement, silent as always.

    “Sorry to hear that,” Kinkade said. “I have a job to finish as well.”

    He fired. They fell.

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    Cheers!

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