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Honor, Book One:
*****"Fast-paced, swashbuckling book
replete with humor, charm and valor extraordinaire.
Jaske does a masterful job of evoking appropriate
atmosphere and is highly skilled at character development.
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Picture
yourself in France in the time of the musketeers, when your honor is who
you are. Meet the musketeers. Laugh with them; ride with them; fight for
your life with them. Weep with them. It's 1638. Circumstances conspire
to plunge the young lady, a master fencer, into the fateful position of
saving France from the traitor.
For Honor and Gambit, Book Two:
*****These are the best fiction books I
have read in a few years. They are extremely well-written
and put-together. Raymond Shannon from Ireland
Righting Time, Book Three:
*****Like James Michener, Kat Jaske understands that the best way to get
readers interested in history is to bring the past to life with
brilliant stories and characters." - Dave
Lieber, Fort Worth Star-Telegram
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New
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Jaske
 Out
of Phase by Kat Jaske - Book Four of By Honor Bound
Coming
October 2008 - swashbuckling adventure, science fiction
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Out
of Phase Excerpt
“Try not to interrupt and I’ll try to give
you a short version of the whole story.”
Guillaume sat stunned.
“During a maintenance check in the 26th century,
Konrad was accidentally taken from about 1640 and jumped forward in time
to 2059 or 2060. When he got there he really messed up the course of twenty-first
century history, and then he somehow returned to the seventeenth century
and assassinated Laurel.
Before the time distortions reached them, Daryl, Keith,
and Jala jumped backward in time to 1641, before Laurel’s murder,
looking to find people who knew Konrad and could help them find him in
2060 and then bring him back to 1641. You understanding this so far?”
Guillaume’s eyes were serious as he nodded. Jean-Pierre
continued his narrative. “In the twenty-first they met up with a
fellow compatriot from the 26th century who had just been assigned as
a time observer back in 2060. That observer was Cynthia.”
“Your mother?”
“Exactly,” Jean-Pierre confirmed. “Between
them and some help from twenty-first century sources, they caught Konrad
and sent him back to 1641, along with Athos, Porthos, Aramis, D’Artagnan,
and Laurel. However, the only one who doesn’t remember anything
about the entire incident is Konrad—because they wiped out that
section of his memory but were unable to do that for the others.”
“Your mother? Your father?”
“Un moment. I’m getting to that.”
Jean-Pierre took a breath and prepared to explain his scenario. “Cynthia
made a play for Porthos during the time they were in the twenty-first
century, and succeeded. However, once she got back to her own time, she
found out that due to time distortions, the birth control they’d
given her hadn’t worked and she was pregnant with me.
So I was conceived in the twenty-first century by Porthos
and Cynthia and then born in late 2514. Finally, in 2537 after ten years
of intensive training and testing, I became a member of the historical
guild and claimed my right to come back here and see my father—Porthos.”
When Jean-Pierre spoke these words out loud, it still sounded confusing
to him, and he had had two decades to get used to the notion.
Out
of Phase Excerpt
 Jean-Pierre
met his father’s eyes for the very first time, wondering if he could
possibly speak through the constriction tightening his throat. A moment
longer he looked down on the man an inch or two, perhaps three. Porthos
then read the unspoken message there—the one about whether he really
wanted that information said here.
Porthos
nodded his head in response to the unasked question, and the young man
drew a deep breath. Attempted to relax. “I’m your son.”
Jean-Pierre understood what it meant to truly feel like one had been flung
into an abyss while having no idea when one might slam into the bottom.
“Parbleu,”
Aramis murmured, and the whole room dropped into silence, eyes fixed on
the two largest men they’d ever met.
Mighty
Porthos blinked several times as he struggled to find his voice. “How
old are you?”
“Two
and twenty,” was the automatic response. Nearly three and twenty,
but Jean-Pierre wasn’t going to quibble over the matter of a month
or two.
“Who’s
your mother?” The whole room poised in tense watchfulness, waiting
anxiously for the man’s response to that question. Laurel met Jean-Pierre’s
gaze, and in that instant the young man knew that she already realized
who he was and when he was from. Even with her powers
somewhat latent, the beautiful duchesse somehow knew.
“Cynthia,”
he murmured softly. Thunk. He was pretty sure he had hit the bottom of
the chasm.
“Cynthia,”
Porthos echoed, and his son nodded. At the same time Aramis, Athos, and
D’Artagnan all seemed to grasp the significance of the boy’s
parentage. Porthos’ son from over eight hundred and eighty-five
years in the future. “By all that is . . .”
Out of Phase
This story has
everything for the science-fiction fan. Aliens, time travel, wars for
survival of the universe, and powers of the mind so far only dreamed of.
The love story of two people from the past woven throughout has implications
for survival of the human race itself. The author has plots and subplots
going on in the far future, near future, and the distant past. The outcome
of each affects all the others. True science-fiction fans will find the
story challenging, thought-provoking, and just plain fun to read.
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