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Synopsis

Henry Frey smells danger when he spots an old enemy in a London toy store. Trouble is, Christmas is just days away, Britain is in chaos and he hasn’t heard from anyone in Alvahame in months. With no one else to help, Henry sets off to save Christmas alone.

A tall hooded figure in a sleigh led by eight reindeer lands in central London. But it’s not Santa Claus. And they’re not reindeer. Henry finds himself out of his depth against a powerful enemy who has been planning his attack on Alvahame for years and knows a lot about him. With his every weakness exposed and his new family in danger, will Henry’s friends from Alvahame be there to help?

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Atticus Crayle: The Accidental Spy

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Synopsis:

Atticus Crayle isn’t your average teenage genius. He lives alone in the council house he officially shares with his mum and is extremely self-sufficient. He has built a chemistry lab in his attic and spends his weekends secretly testing homemade chemicals and explosives.

His only friend is Gemma, who blows up dirt with him every Saturday. She has secrets of her own. Her uncle Damon is a spy and she plans to be one too.

Atticus is on holiday with Gemma and Damon when he finds himself under attack by gunmen and caught up in a kidnapping plot involving spies, trained killers and organised crime.

Mixed up in a dangerous new world where he might just belong, Atticus has never had a Christmas holiday like it.

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The Dangerous Reality

jason ryback bullet point for blog“Take it easy in future,” came Arvalane’s voice from just beyond my right ear. “That thing’s not meant for you.”

I came to, lying on a mattress in the adjoining cave.

“You’ve been asleep a while, but it’s time you got up. You need to see this.” Arvalane helped me to my feet. “Merry Christmas.”

I saw hundreds of happy childern opening their presents. I watched thousands of awestruck elves gazing from their snow-covered city – like in Sarasin’s book.

My attention turned to other familiar characters. I realised I had a choice to make. New Year’s Eve was amazing. Fireworks everywhere. I saw every spectacular show on Earth. And a few from somewhere else altogether – I couldn’t bring myself to ask.

Next thing I knew I’d been there a week, sitting on the floor, staring at the Infinistra, gazing at one unfolding real life story, then quickly scouring the images for a better one. Right then, I knew it. I had to be a writer. I needed the stories. If I backed out now, I would never forgive myself. I was scared of the danger that still lurked around every corner, but I had no choice.

The conflict could make me a better writer – and give me my own story to relate to my readers. Whatever the danger, I had to use Sarasin’s stories. I had to see more. I was finally earning a living as a writer and I couldn’t stop now.

In Sarasin’s Cave

jason ryback bullet point for blogIt feels like a dream. I run through everything that happened, every sight, every sound, every feeling and every sensation to remind myself that it really took place the way I remember it. I’m terrified of talking myself into believing it was just a dream.

Christmas just kind of crept up on me. Before I knew it, I was lying on my bed on Christmas Eve with no plans at all. I didn’t dare leave without word from my new mobile phone friend and I couldn’t involve anyone else. I couldn’t put more lives in danger – how ever much I might have wanted to hear from certain people.

ShadowAspect appeared suddenly – melting out of the darkness shrouding the walls beyond the dim light over my bed. Before I could say anything, he took hold of my arm and hauled me up. I flew at the wall. It vanished. I’d left my room behind.

The first thing that hit me was the silence. The second was the darkness – darker and heavier than anything I’d seen before. My eyes adjusted and some candles were lit, bathing the rough stone walls in flickering light. I was in a cave.

A young woman smiled back at me. She had a friendly face, brown hair tied back in a ponytail and blue eyes. Just one look in them told me she was a lot older than she looked. There was more history, experience, intelligence and perception than I had seen in anyone before.

“Do you know where you are?” she asked – like she knew just who I was and had been expecting me.

“I think so.”

“Well, come this way and see it for yourself. I’m afraid this is not a permanent visit, but I couldn’t have you spend Christnas alone on our account.”

She led me into a bigger, adjoining cave. Bright blue light met my eyes from the far end. “My name is Arvalane,” she said with a warm smile. “And over there with his eyes glued to the Infinistra as always, is Sarasin Shade.”

One Guy in a Hood

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When had I last left my flat? I had no idea. It had been so long since I’d spoken to or had any contact with humankind, I was starting to feel like a different species. What if I wandered out and they saw right through me?

With a hat on under my hood, I ventured out under cover of darkness and lingered among the crowd watching the fireworks. I could feel every passing glance, every curious gaze in my direction. But all they saw was one guy in a hood standing alone in the night.

I ran out of food. Now I would have to leave my home during daylight hours. I showered thoroughly and tried to make myself look normal, certain that everyone out there would be able to see me for who I really was.

I took the long way, wandering around some other shops, beginning to believe that I belonged among humankind again. I could feel every time someone noticed me, but no one found me interesting enough to look at me for more than a second or two.

But when I left the supermarket, my eye was drawn to a car on the opposite side of the street. A pair of eyes inside the car lingered on my face like an itch. Shooting the odd glance, I couldn’t see through the tinted windows. I picked up the pace.

I stopped down the road from my flat and pretended to tie my shoe lace. The same car was parked at the top of the street.

I hurried up to my flat and made sure the door was locked and bolted. I peered through the window. The car was gone.

Of course it was gone. No one was following me. It was just my paranoia. Being Watched will do that to you.

But I’ve discovered the identity of the fantasy being stalking me. I’m writing now. I’m working with him. I’m safe, right?

Atticus Crayle: The Accidental Spy

jason ryback bullet point for blogAtticus Crayle isn’t your average teenage genius. He lives alone in the council house he officially shares with his mum and is extremely self-sufficient. He has built a chemistry lab in his attic and spends his weekends secretly testing homemade chemicals and explosives.

His only friend is Gemma, who blows up dirt with him every Saturday. She has secrets of her own. Her uncle Damon is a spy and she plans to be one too.

Atticus is on holiday with Gemma and Damon when he finds himself under attack by gunmen and caught up in a kidnapping plot involving spies, trained killers and organised crime.

Mixed up in a dangerous new world where he might just belong, Atticus has never had a Christmas holiday like it.

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jason ryback bullet point for blogI woke up slumped over my desk, my ribs pressed against the edge, my face on the keyboard of my laptop. I don’t remember falling asleep. I have no idea how long I slept or how long I had worked since I slept last.

Thinking back to what I remembered, I was coming to the conclusion that both books were pretty much ready, when I noticed something on my desk next to my laptop. It was a note.

“Check your computer.”

I found artwork for the front covers of both books – emailed to me from an account I couldn’t identify. All I knew for sure was that Sarasin Shade agreed with me. They’re ready. It’s nearly time to publish.

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Two Book Titles and a Name

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I called work at 8.30 and quit. The boss told me he was about to fire me anyway. I didn’t care. I work for someone else now.

The instructions were detailed. He wanted to tell his story, producing books from the things he has seen and I was to be his mouthpiece. To all you readers out there, they are thrillers and fantasies aimed at children, teenagers and anyone else who, like me, enjoys this stuff well into adulthood. But to him they are truth. And judging by what I’ve experienced so far, it’s hard to argue they would be anything else.

I was to work through the manuscripts, which were both first drafts, and make any changes I wanted to make, provided the stories themselves weren’t altered.

Going online and using the codes given in the instructions, I found he already had an internet presence, which I could contribute to as long as I also maintained my own.

Once both stories were published online, more would come my way. The instructions told me to work on the manuscripts straightaway and publish as soon as possible – within three weeks. The countdown has already begun.

The first title was already under my name:

Atticus Crayle: The Accidental Spy by Jason Rybak.

The second was in his name:

Henry Frey and the Elf King by Sarasin Shade.

I finally know his name. Sarasin Shade.