This book being made with partnership of Author E.A. Moore is the Sci-Fi book that takes an agent trying to avoid falling in love with a lady that was abducted and released. While everything would unfold from the agents facility as 'Maddison Monroe' was held captive, an escape would soon happen.
As the journey of agent Wolfe and Madison find themselves at complete opposites, the world will be at war with another kind, we refer to as aliens. What is worse is that those that have been abducted are weapons in the making to help wipe out mankind in the millions by those beings that abducted them.
Time is everything in this nail biter as many clues have to be solved as the fate of mankind will rest with Madison, while agent Wolfe tries to put all the pieces together. Plenty of suspense, action and romance on this journey to race against the clock, it is sure to intrigue all who wish to bond with the two characters before the book is released as both myself and author E.A. Moore share the two respectively.
We found that it would be a unique way to build the audience so that when they read the book and everything in between, they will have much more insight or bond with We, R.
For more feel free to visit www.facebook.com/thebook.we.r
As the journey of agent Wolfe and Madison find themselves at complete opposites, the world will be at war with another kind, we refer to as aliens. What is worse is that those that have been abducted are weapons in the making to help wipe out mankind in the millions by those beings that abducted them.
Time is everything in this nail biter as many clues have to be solved as the fate of mankind will rest with Madison, while agent Wolfe tries to put all the pieces together. Plenty of suspense, action and romance on this journey to race against the clock, it is sure to intrigue all who wish to bond with the two characters before the book is released as both myself and author E.A. Moore share the two respectively.
We found that it would be a unique way to build the audience so that when they read the book and everything in between, they will have much more insight or bond with We, R.
For more feel free to visit www.facebook.com/thebook.we.r
1. The Story: My name is Madison Monroe, I am a freelance writer for a fashion magazine. I live in LA with my dog Walker and my husband Connor, well that’s what the papers say anyway. That’s a story for another time though. I am what I would say to be a pretty average woman; I work out, go to work and go home, and take care of my dog. Today was to be no different.
*Ever have one of those days where nothing was going right. Everything that could go wrong did? Well that was my day when this nightmare began. If I can get one message across it would be. If that happens, my recommendation next time you notice everything is going wrong, go home and lock the doors.*
5:00am alarm goes off. I climb out of bed. Connor was out of town like always. I roll out of my bed and stepped in a puddle Walker left for me. “Damn it Walker” He has not had an accident in years. After cleaning it up, I took him out for a jog he fought me the entire time. “Walker boy what is the matter with you today” I state as I am trying to drag him with me. Just then he took off jerking the leash out of my hand. “Great. Walker just great! get back here damn it” I yell. After some time, I finally locate him and get back to the house. I realize the time and jump in the shower. While in there I feel everything move and my shampoo fell off the shelf. Grabbing the wall to catch myself, I say out loud “seriously”. It was a small earthquake but still it wasn’t even 8:00 am and this day sucked. Finally getting out of the house, I go by the coffee shop. As I am walking out with my coffee, a dog walker comes by and the dogs are going nuts bumping into me I drop my coffee. “Christ WTF is up with all the dogs” Looking at my watch I don’t have time to get back in line. I hurry to grab a taxi, sitting in the taxi I take a deep breath. Scrolling through facebook on my phone. I notice out the corner of my eye the sky getting dark. I didn’t recall storms today? So I look up the weather, No No storms. Looking back out the window I watch, as the one area above the buildings is dark, but its odd. Hard to describe yet fascinating to watch, I can’t stop. A few minutes later the taxi comes to a stop, as if this day didn’t send me sign after sign to go back to bed, the taxi actually broke down. Getting out, I am cursing to myself. I head down the alley to cut across and head down Pine Street. I hear a rumble and a loud crack almost lightening like. There is light its bright and I cover my eyes, trying to turn away suddenly from the light. I tripped and fell, hitting my head on the corner of a dumpster as I do. Everything goes dark.
My head is pounding. I am sore, I look around there is nothing here. Dirt is all I see. Where am I? WTF happened. I grab my head where it hurts and wipe the blood with my hand. Sitting there I recall the events. How did I get here and where the hell is here.
*Ever have one of those days where nothing was going right. Everything that could go wrong did? Well that was my day when this nightmare began. If I can get one message across it would be. If that happens, my recommendation next time you notice everything is going wrong, go home and lock the doors.*
5:00am alarm goes off. I climb out of bed. Connor was out of town like always. I roll out of my bed and stepped in a puddle Walker left for me. “Damn it Walker” He has not had an accident in years. After cleaning it up, I took him out for a jog he fought me the entire time. “Walker boy what is the matter with you today” I state as I am trying to drag him with me. Just then he took off jerking the leash out of my hand. “Great. Walker just great! get back here damn it” I yell. After some time, I finally locate him and get back to the house. I realize the time and jump in the shower. While in there I feel everything move and my shampoo fell off the shelf. Grabbing the wall to catch myself, I say out loud “seriously”. It was a small earthquake but still it wasn’t even 8:00 am and this day sucked. Finally getting out of the house, I go by the coffee shop. As I am walking out with my coffee, a dog walker comes by and the dogs are going nuts bumping into me I drop my coffee. “Christ WTF is up with all the dogs” Looking at my watch I don’t have time to get back in line. I hurry to grab a taxi, sitting in the taxi I take a deep breath. Scrolling through facebook on my phone. I notice out the corner of my eye the sky getting dark. I didn’t recall storms today? So I look up the weather, No No storms. Looking back out the window I watch, as the one area above the buildings is dark, but its odd. Hard to describe yet fascinating to watch, I can’t stop. A few minutes later the taxi comes to a stop, as if this day didn’t send me sign after sign to go back to bed, the taxi actually broke down. Getting out, I am cursing to myself. I head down the alley to cut across and head down Pine Street. I hear a rumble and a loud crack almost lightening like. There is light its bright and I cover my eyes, trying to turn away suddenly from the light. I tripped and fell, hitting my head on the corner of a dumpster as I do. Everything goes dark.
My head is pounding. I am sore, I look around there is nothing here. Dirt is all I see. Where am I? WTF happened. I grab my head where it hurts and wipe the blood with my hand. Sitting there I recall the events. How did I get here and where the hell is here.
Story starting from Nick Wolfe
“Sir, we have her surrounded at the compound.” I was surprised that my agents were quick to act and I was also relieved that her husband, has been silenced as we have custody of him as well. I immediately go to find where Mrs. Monroe is hiding out at and also find it a bit funny that she is a nothing more right now then a mouse in a maze.
Before approaching the truck she is hiding in, I take a moment to brush myself off as I always like to look as professional as I can. These are the moments that are sometimes sad to me as I know what I must do once I collect my person of interest. Wiping myself off from the chest down, I approach the truck and suggest for Mrs. Monroe to please come out and while I wait patiently while looking around this area to which I call home, there she would be.
I immediately removed my sun glasses as I was a bit astonished with her appearance. Not only was she attractive, but she also appeared to be unharmed and I don't mean by my agents, but from her return from abduction. I could easily see that Mrs. Monroe was scared and rightfully so, as she has no idea what is soon to become of her. I explain to her that she is not going to be harmed and any questions she might have will have to wait until we get to the compound.
A car would soon pull up as Agent Wolfe would explain to her that they are going to have to blind fold her. She became nervous and begged for us to just let her go. “Sorry Mrs. Monroe, that is not going to happen. We can do this the easy way or the other way which I promise you that you won't like it. I suggest you cooperate with me.” Agent Wolfe would say to her.
One of the toughest parts of my job is having to lie to these people that we collect in this ever so long search of clues that can save man kind. As many do not cooperate with us and choose the 'rough way to go', I was pleased that on this day that Mrs. Monroe relaxed enough for one of my agents to put the blind fold on her. While she stumbled a bit as I held onto her right arm, she would start to kick and try to squirm free from my grip. I shouted “You are only making this harder on you, so I suggest that you stop dammit!”
At the car, I would put her in the back seat and then go to the other side of the car to sit next to her. She would keep asking all these silly question's that people under captive would ask. All the fucking 'W's, is what I call them. Crying and such and feeling somewhat bad for her, just as I do with all we obtain, I told her that if she would like to see her husband then she will shut her mouth and do so now. It was a relief when she did just that.
It would be only moments later that they would arrive at this secret underground compound. All you could hear was a few peoples voices which were fellow agents. “Congratulations Mr. Wolfe, so you believe this tiny lady is the missing key to the puzzle?” One agent would ask. Agent Wolfe was quick to reply with a “Yes, I do.” before ordering that very agent to put her in block 14 and to also let her have a fast and short visit with her husband which was being held in block 26 on 'C' level. That is the level they hold those that have not been abducted but have been a possible witness to loved one or otherwise. Wolfe had no option to obtain him and did keep true to his words to Mrs. Monroe that she would be able to visit with him briefly. For this more then likely will be the last time she would ever see her husband again.
“Sir, we have her surrounded at the compound.” I was surprised that my agents were quick to act and I was also relieved that her husband, has been silenced as we have custody of him as well. I immediately go to find where Mrs. Monroe is hiding out at and also find it a bit funny that she is a nothing more right now then a mouse in a maze.
Before approaching the truck she is hiding in, I take a moment to brush myself off as I always like to look as professional as I can. These are the moments that are sometimes sad to me as I know what I must do once I collect my person of interest. Wiping myself off from the chest down, I approach the truck and suggest for Mrs. Monroe to please come out and while I wait patiently while looking around this area to which I call home, there she would be.
I immediately removed my sun glasses as I was a bit astonished with her appearance. Not only was she attractive, but she also appeared to be unharmed and I don't mean by my agents, but from her return from abduction. I could easily see that Mrs. Monroe was scared and rightfully so, as she has no idea what is soon to become of her. I explain to her that she is not going to be harmed and any questions she might have will have to wait until we get to the compound.
A car would soon pull up as Agent Wolfe would explain to her that they are going to have to blind fold her. She became nervous and begged for us to just let her go. “Sorry Mrs. Monroe, that is not going to happen. We can do this the easy way or the other way which I promise you that you won't like it. I suggest you cooperate with me.” Agent Wolfe would say to her.
One of the toughest parts of my job is having to lie to these people that we collect in this ever so long search of clues that can save man kind. As many do not cooperate with us and choose the 'rough way to go', I was pleased that on this day that Mrs. Monroe relaxed enough for one of my agents to put the blind fold on her. While she stumbled a bit as I held onto her right arm, she would start to kick and try to squirm free from my grip. I shouted “You are only making this harder on you, so I suggest that you stop dammit!”
At the car, I would put her in the back seat and then go to the other side of the car to sit next to her. She would keep asking all these silly question's that people under captive would ask. All the fucking 'W's, is what I call them. Crying and such and feeling somewhat bad for her, just as I do with all we obtain, I told her that if she would like to see her husband then she will shut her mouth and do so now. It was a relief when she did just that.
It would be only moments later that they would arrive at this secret underground compound. All you could hear was a few peoples voices which were fellow agents. “Congratulations Mr. Wolfe, so you believe this tiny lady is the missing key to the puzzle?” One agent would ask. Agent Wolfe was quick to reply with a “Yes, I do.” before ordering that very agent to put her in block 14 and to also let her have a fast and short visit with her husband which was being held in block 26 on 'C' level. That is the level they hold those that have not been abducted but have been a possible witness to loved one or otherwise. Wolfe had no option to obtain him and did keep true to his words to Mrs. Monroe that she would be able to visit with him briefly. For this more then likely will be the last time she would ever see her husband again.