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Book 9 in the Area 51 series

Donnchadh and Gwalcmai were birthed on a far-flung planet in the Milky Way-a human breeding colony with the purpose of churning out disposable foot soldiers. But the masters of the colony, the Airlia, created humans with one fatal flaw: an insatiable thirst for freedom.

Though Donnchadh and Gwalcmai become God-killers in the bloody revolt against their seemingly omnipotent creators and captors, their planet is ...

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Overview

Book 9 in the Area 51 series

Donnchadh and Gwalcmai were birthed on a far-flung planet in the Milky Way-a human breeding colony with the purpose of churning out disposable foot soldiers. But the masters of the colony, the Airlia, created humans with one fatal flaw: an insatiable thirst for freedom.

Though Donnchadh and Gwalcmai become God-killers in the bloody revolt against their seemingly omnipotent creators and captors, their planet is already doomed. So when they discover the Airlia have enslaved a human colony known as Atlantis, the pair of freedom fighters journey light-years to spare Earth from sharing their planet's fate.

Armed with superintelligent weapons and technology that the primitive earthlings could never foresee or understand, Donnchadh and Gwalcmai engage in a stealth battle spanning millennia and continents, from the land of the pharaohs to ancient Rome to the realm of King Arthur. They watch over each other as comrades and lovers, waiting for the moment when Earth can become the final battleground for human freedom.

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Praise for Bob Mayer's Atlantis Series. “Mayer has written a very good novel and has established himself as one of today’s better military technothriller writers. A background in Special Operations gives him credibility and understanding from having been there and done that.”
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781621252269
  • Publisher: Cool Gus Publising
  • Publication date: 11/8/2014
  • Pages: 270
  • Sales rank: 850,968
  • Product dimensions: 6.00 (w) x 9.00 (h) x 0.61 (d)

Meet the Author

New York Times bestselling author, West Point graduate, and former Green Beret Bob Mayer weaves military, historical, and scientific fact through his gripping works of fiction. His books span numerous genres-suspense, science fiction, military, historical, and more-and Mayer holds the distinction of being the only male author listed on the Romance Writers of America Honor Roll. As one of today's top-performing independent authors, Mayer has drawn on his digital publishing expertise and military exploits to craft more than fifty novels that have sold more than four million copies worldwide. These include his bestselling Atlantis, Area 51, and Green Beret series. Alongside his writing, Mayer is an international keynote speaker, teacher, and CEO.
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I

a.d. 528: Camlann, England

The king was dying, and with him the promise of a new age. That was clear to the few surviving knights who huddled around his bloodied body in the middle of the dismal swamp in which they had been fighting Mordred's forces. They had all known much battle over the past years and they knew a fatal wound when they saw it. They all also knew that no one other than Arthur was capable of leading England out of the darkness it had known for as long as any could remember. The brief hope of peace and prosperity for the land was leaking into the swamp with the king's blood.

Percival stood astride Arthur's body, bloody sword gripped in hand, glaring wildly about. Percival was the most faithful of those who had sat at the Round Table, and he had sworn to give his life for his king. Both the oath and his sword were useless now. They needed help of another kind altogether.

"Where is Merlin?" he cried out.

If anyone could save the king, it would be the sorcerer, but none had seen him today. Indeed, searching for the sorcerer—and the wondrous Grail he was rumored to have—was the reason the king's army was here. As it was also the reason the usurper Mordred's forces were here. The battle had begun this morning and the fighting had been brutal and fierce throughout the grim day.

It was a dark day, hung with dank clouds that rumbled with thunder, muting the moans and screams of the wounded. Shortly after the battle had been joined, a mist had begun to creep through the swamp that encompassed the battlefield. Arthur's men could still hear the sporadic sound of metal on metal all around as the battle sputtered on.

They were safe for the moment, although none knew how the battle was going. Immediately after the king was wounded, they had pulled Arthur back from the front line, through the knee-deep swamp, to this small, dry rise. The growth in the swamp, combined with the mist, was too thick to see more than twenty feet in any direction. For all they knew, their side was losing, although Gawain had struck Mordred a grievous blow before going down.

A cloaked figure loomed out the mist.

"Hold, witch," Percival ordered, lifting his weary sword arm.

The woman grew as still as the dead trees around them. She pulled back the hood of her long black cloak, revealing a pale face, hollowed by fatigue. Her hair was dark and cropped short, shot with a streak of gray that ran from above her right eye straight back. She held her hands up in a gesture of peace, but Percival did not lower the sword.

"Let me help him," the woman said.

"Morgana." Percival said the name as a curse. "You are not to be trusted."

Morgana looked about. "Where is Sir Gawain?"

"Mordred slew him when he tried to rescue the king."

Morgana took a step back as if the words were a blow to her chest. "Where does he lie?"

Percival nodded toward the sound of battle. "Out there, somewhere. Among the others. Many have died today because of you and Merlin."

"You don't know what you're talking about," Morgana said as she moved toward the king.

"Stay, witch."

"He will die if you do not let me help him," Morgana said.

Percival glanced down. Arthur's eyes were open and he nodded ever so slightly. Percival yielded to the command, stepping back.

Morgana strode up onto the hillock and knelt next to the stricken king. Her hands went to the rips in his armor, where blood trickled forth. She ripped strips from the bottom of her cloak and stuffed them in the holes, a crude but relatively effective stopgap measure.

"Why do you help me?" Arthur whispered in a voice only she could hear.

"I want you to live until your knights take you to Avalon. There you will give the sword to the Watcher who is there now. Restore the balance."

Arthur weakly shook his head. "I cannot do that."

"If you don't, I will let you die here and take the sword myself. You came here to restore the truce. Let the Watchers take the sword back. They will restore the balance for you."

"Who are you?" Arthur demanded. "You have worked both sides of this conflict, betraying me and also betraying Mordred. Whom do you serve?"

"Humans."

Arthur said nothing for several seconds, digesting the implications of that answer. "You're a Watcher?"

"I'm more than a Watcher," Morgana replied. "Give the sword to the Watcher of Avalon."

Arthur's eyelids fluttered, his mind on the edge of unconsciousness. "Who are you?" he asked again weakly.

Morgana didn't answer and the eyes slid shut. She shoved the last piece of cloth into the final wound, staunching the seepage of blood. "This will help," she said. She looked up at Percival. "Take him to Avalon."

Percival's eyes widened. "The island is said to be haunted."

"Take him there," Morgana said. "It is your only hope for him." She turned in the direction that Gawain had been said to lie.

"Where do you go?" Percival demanded.

"To make sure Mordred is finished."

As soon as Morgana was gone into the dark mist, Percival issued orders for four other knights to lift the stricken king. As they did so, Percival took the beautiful sword that had lain across the king's chest. Excalibur. The thing that had started all this just a few years earlier. Despite battle, its edges were unmarked and keen. The pommel was unadorned, unlike many other great swords, but there was no doubting the sense of power and strength emanating from the weapon. Percival wrapped it in his cloak and held it tight as they moved off to the north, heading toward the legendary island of Avalon.

Morgana felt the pull of duty warring with the draw of love as she moved toward the diminishing sound of the fighting. If what Percival said was true—and there was no reason to disbelieve him, as Percival was the noblest and most honest of the knights who had sat at the Round Table—then there was no rush to get to Gawain. Still, her eyes darted about in the mist, looking for his body as she walked toward the clash of metal and men locked in mortal combat.

A figure staggered out of the mist. A knight, his hands to his visor, blood spewing through the metal gap. He had taken a blow through the visor slit, and was now wandering blindly, moaning in pain. He would shortly be food for carrion. Soon she passed other wounded men limping and crawling their way back the way they had come. None she passed were unmarked, a testament to the ferocity of the fighting. Here and there she recognized a knight. Once, to her left, she saw a handful of peasants ripping armor off a prone figure, vultures stripping the dead of anything valuable.

Soon she began to find more bodies. They were grouped in clusters, indicating spots where the lines had met. Some had died arm in arm with their foes, the last embrace of combat.

Morgana paused and took a deep breath. Something was different. She cocked her head and listened. There was no longer any sound of fighting. The battle was over, though who had won, she suspected not even the survivors knew yet. She heard muffled voices somewhere ahead and set off in that direction. The land began to rise and the swamp gave way to grassland. She passed a few tents and knew she was entering Mordred's camp. He had set up on the west side of the swamp, Arthur's army on the east. And somewhere in that swamp, among the dead trees and rotting vegetation, was Merlin's lair, which both armies had been seeking in their quest to find the Grail.

Morgana spotted several standing knights, blue sashes tied around their upper right arms, indicating they were part of Mordred's army. Encased inside armor suits, many made by the same metalsmiths who worked for pay, not loyalty, it was hard in combat to tell friend and foe apart, so each army had taken to wearing their leader's colors: Mordred's blue and Arthur's royal red. She noted that two of them had eagle plumes on the top of their helmets indicating they were part of Mordred's elite guard—Guides. She would have to watch those two in particular. The knights were hovering over a prone figure in a once-shining suit of armor. Etched into the metal on the chest was an intricate design of flying dragons that no armorer in England was capable of doing.

Mordred.

Morgana knew that armor well. She walked into the camp as if she belonged. Without a word the knights gave way, allowing her to approach the usurper.

"Move back," she ordered.

They did as she commanded, except for the two Guides, who could not move away from the man they were programmed to defend. They had no free will, their minds suborned by the machinery of the creature who lay at their feet.

Morgana knelt next to Mordred. The Guides had swords raised, ready to strike her down if she made any threatening move. Like Arthur, Mordred had serious wounds. She lifted his visor and stared into dark eyes that glittered with malice.

"Mordred."

He nodded. "Morgana."

"Where is the Grail?"

His eyes shifted toward his tent, a place she also knew. "It is mine. You don't know what it is."

"I do know what it is," Morgana said.

"You know legends and myth."

"I know the reality."

Despite his pain, a frown creased Mordred's face. "How could that be?"

Morgana did not reply.

"Without the stones—the urim and thummin," Mordred continued, "the Grail is worthless."

"I think not," Morgana said. "Or else why would you be here?"

To that Mordred had no answer.

"Morgana is not my real name."

Mordred frowned once more.

She leaned closer, until her face was just above his. "My real name is Donnchadh. I was born on a world far from here. A world where those whom you serve ruled just like they rule here. But we—humans—defeated them. I came here to help these humans defeat you and those you serve also." She glared at him. "Mordred, better known as Aspasia's Shadow."

With that, she slid the dagger she had hidden up the sleeve of her cloak into the opening of his visor, jerking the blade across his neck. A spout of arterial blood covered her arm, but she was already moving, swinging the blade around to block the blow from one of the Guides, while her other hand searched for something around Mordred's neck. Her fingers, wet with blood, could not grasp it, then she was forced to stand and defend herself against one of the Guides as the other futilely tried to stem the loss of blood from its master.

Morgana had been trained by experts in the martial arts. She stepped inside the Guide's next thrust and slammed the point of her dagger into his armpit, where there was only leather, no armor. The blade went deep and she levered up on the handle, ripping through muscle until the tip punctured its heart. The Guide collapsed at her feet.

She stepped toward Mordred's body to finish the job and take the small metal figure, the ka, which hung around Mordred's neck, but the second Guide was on his feet, weapon ready, shouting for help. The other knights, humans who had been fooled into following what they thought was a man, came rushing in.

Morgana knew there was no hope of getting to the body and retrieving the ka. Not with Gawain dead. If she was killed here, it would be over. She had to find her lover's body. But first she had to get the Grail. She darted past one of the cumbersome knights, into Mordred's tent. An object covered by a white cloth sat on a rough field table. As soon as she grabbed it she knew it was the Grail. Tucking it under one arm, she slashed at the back of the tent with her dagger even as knights poured in the front. Slipping through the opening she had created, she ran off into the swamp, easily outdistancing the knights in their cumbersome armor.

The rays of the setting sun tried to penetrate the mist covering the swamp, creating an ethereal glow that illuminated Morgana as she walked, her cloak muddy and torn from her long afternoon of wandering. She held the Grail, still covered with the white cloth, in one hand, her dagger at the ready in the other.

The place smelled of decay and death. She had already stumbled across hundreds of bodies, but not Gawain's. She'd also discovered wounded from both sides. Unable to help them, she'd shown them the mercy of the blade. Anything was better than dying slowly in this forsaken place.

She heard splashing to her left front and turned in that direction. Someone—more than one—was moving. As she got closer to the sound she could discern three figures dressed in long black cloaks slowly making their way through the swamp.

"Merlin," Morgana called out.

The figures froze, and one, the man in the lead, turned to her. "Walking among the dead, Morgana?"

"The dead you are responsible for," Morgana said as she came closer to the wizard. He had a long white beard and his face was lined with worry.

"I tried to do the right—" Merlin began, but Morgana held up her hand. There was such power in the gesture that he fell silent.

"You know so little, supposed wizard. Ignorant people should not act."

To that Merlin had no reply.

"Have you seen Gawain?" Morgana asked.

Merlin pointed to his left. "There are numerous bodies in a group about fifty meters that way. Many of Arthur's court and of Mordred's followers. It must have been where the center of the two armies met. Gawain and many other knights lie there. But where is Arthur? And Mordred? We did not find them among the bodies."

Morgana looked past Merlin at the two men with him. They all had an emblem around their necks, a medallion with an open eye inside a pyramid. Watchers. Who had broken their vow and done more than watch.

"Are you just concerned with them?" Morgana asked.

"The Grail and the sword," Merlin acknowledged with a glance at the cloth-covered object in her hand. "Where are they?"

"Arthur had Excalibur. Percival takes him to Avalon."

"And the Grail?"

Morgana lifted the cloth from the object in her right hand. She held a golden hourglass figure, eighteen inches high by eight wide at each end. The center, where she had her hand, was an inch wide.

For millennia it had been an object of legend and myth among humans around the world. One could see how it might be confused with a cup, but both ends were solid. The surface was translucent, emitting a slight golden glow. The Watchers with Merlin went to one knee, heads bowed, awed by the object.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 26, 2013

    Great Backstory to the rest of the companion books. This was act

    Great Backstory to the rest of the companion books. This was actually the first book of the series I read.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 28, 2012

    pretty deep

    good story. fun way to examine old earth stories/legends.

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  • Posted July 10, 2012

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    Pleasantly Surprised

    I purchased this Nook Book based on Reader Reviews and the fact that Bob Mayer had a lot of other books in this series and many others. The book was great as well as his other series' If you like a good read, are engaged in history and wonder about possible Alien influence in our society - THIS BOOK IS FOR YOU! I have now read 23 of his books and I have only come across one that was so-so.

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  • Posted January 15, 2012

    very acience fiction

    If you are really into science fiction this will be for you.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 19, 2011

    Don't bother!

    I quit reading this book about half way through. I've read two other books in the series, but felt that this book didn'nt really add to the series. My objection to the series is the amount of violence portrayed to tell the story. I started reading this series because I'm a fan of TV series "Ancient Aliens".

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  • Posted December 17, 2011

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    Highly Recommended

    AWESOME!!!!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 10, 2011

    GREAT & FAST READ!

    Read the entire series. Could not wait to get to this book. Great read for any fan of SciFi or Fantasy
    DARMAYO TX

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 22, 2005

    I am sold!

    Many people have said that this book was not so great,but this was the first one I picked up in hte series about 2 years ago.I cannot stop reading it,when I got a break at my job I would pick it up.Just recently have I tried to find the rest of the series,because I didnt think anyone would like them enough(I picked mine up in an old Wal Mart,in the smallest town in Florida)I find this book to be riveteing and more entertaining than many I've read.Mr.Doherty can create a masterpiece.I love this book,Ive probably read it at least a dozen times and I will again.However,I find that the other books will be dissapointing.They are not about Donnchadh and Gwalcmai.(And yes,I have memorized how to spell their names)

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 20, 2004

    Area 51 - Deja Vu

    I have read all the previous volumes in this series and although this one is well written, I feel as if I have been here before. Nothing new, just a rehash of what has come before. Maybe a better title would have been Area 51 - The Review. I would rather see Doherty add to the Psychic Warrior series than simply repeat himself.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 10, 2004

    throughout time a secret battle is fought.

    throughout time the airlia have been at war with a ruthless enemy spanning the galaxy, and on earth they have made themselves known as gods to humans. the airlia use mankind for their own sinister purposes, and during this time their have been humans who know the truth about the airlia and their plans for mankind,and through the centuries have battled them in secret. they came to earth to stop the airlia and to free mankind before earth is destroyed.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 14, 2004

    Great sf

    On the fourth planet from the star in the Centauris Spiral Arm of the Milky Way Galaxy, a war has almost decimated the world. Humans revolted against the alien overlords, the Airlia but the price was very high. The humans use Airlia technology and transportation to travel to other worlds where other humans like them were planted by the aliens to be used as soldiers in their war against the Swarm. Donnchadh and Gwalcmai are sent to earth to work undercover against the Airlia and to prepare humanity for the final war against the Airila who pose as gods to the masses................................... For all effective purposes, the two saviors of mankind are immortal because their memories are stored in a Ka which is then inserted into their clones. . Donnahdh and Guatemai instigate a civil war between two factions of the Airlia leading to the destruction of the Airlia major stronghold of Atlantis and the aliens are out of touch with their home world. Throughout the millennia, the two humans from another world work behind the scenes to manipulate Moses leading the Jews out of Egypt with the Ark (an Airlia weapon) and making sure Excalibur (also an Airlia weapon) is hidden in a safe place when Camelot¿s King Arthur is killed.................................. Mixing the science of another civilization and the myths of earth, readers learn what the Ark, Excalibur and the Holy Grail actually are. Robert Doherty explains how vampires are created (the offspring of a human and Airlia mating) and why certain historical events happened. AREA 51: THE LEGEND is an exciting science fiction tale that grabs and maintains reader interest. The Airlia-human war will continue in further installments of this fascinating series.......................................... Harriet Klausner

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