Wisps (The Extraterrestrial Anthology, Volume I: Temblar)

By Ryan Croker

Gabriel Ramirez Ventura is about to be the first Mexican President gunned down by narco soldiers, and in his presidential palace in broad daylight. His mind is in a panic when seemingly otherworldly forces intervene. A being has come to Earth to return Mayan warriors borrowed over a thousand years earlier, and to pay a debt. The being has interrupted the imminent assassination of President Ventura and provided a new kind of hope for Mexico. However, Ventura’s old corruption and greed are manifested in new ways with the advantages obtained by an alliance with this being from another world. Will Ventura return again to the road to ruin? “Wisps” is the third story in “The Extraterrestrial Anthology, Volume I: Temblar.” The anthology contains ten short stories to make you think and tremble.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Dangereye Inc.
• Release date: Mar 12, 2012
• ISBN: 9781452454474

Ryan Croker

Ryan Croker was born in Missoula, Montana. After spending some time in Mexico, he graduated with a degree in History and an MFA in Creative Writing from Brigham Young University and currently lives in Cedar Hills, UT with his wife and daughter. When not writing fiction, he works as an editor and writes sketch comedy, movie scripts, and the occasional freelance article in his spare time.

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Wisps

By Ryan Crocker

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Panic had set in nearly three hours ago. Now it lingered, intensified with each new burst of gunfire. No one had given him a status update for more than an hour. When the fighting started, staffers and military officers continually streamed in. Now, his frantic pressing of the intercom button brought no one.

Another explosion shook the room. The gold plaque on the wall by his desk crashed to the floor. He stared down at his inscribed name, Gabriel Ramirez Ventura, reflecting that he would now be remembered in Mexican history