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The Tome
The Tome
The Tome
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Wild Bill Coyote never played a hand of poker without his back to the wall—well, except the time that kid had put a bullet through his brain. Jim Jason wasn’t going to make a similar mistake. He nestled himself into the corner of the Wallace Terrence High School library, glancing across the large, open atrium as he stacked books across the table in front of him three rows deep.

Jim Jason was scared of almost everyone in his high school. There was just one person that he wished to be with, and she was just too beautiful and sweet for a geeky guy like himself. If only there was someway to make her love him? Then one day Jimmy finds a magic book that allows him to twist anyone's mind. What would you do with such power? Jimmy knows, but what cost does it have? Read The Tome and find out.

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Release dateDec 20, 2015
ISBN9781310091445
The Tome
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Troy Christensen

Clay Pyramid Publishing is a small micro indie printing company specializing in short creative stories. All manners of topics from hard boiled detectives to erotica stories are published. Always looking for new talent, Clay Pyramid tries its best to support the indie author in publishing books.

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    The Tome - Troy Christensen

    The Tome

    Copyright Troy Christensen 2014

    2nd Edition

    Smashwords Edition

    Published by Troy Christensen

    Edited by Lisa Poisso

    https://emeraldtablet.wordpress.com

    This is a work of fiction. All of the characters, organizations, places, and events portrayed in this novel are either the products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locates is entirely coincidental.

    No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law.

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    Wild Bill Coyote never played a hand of poker without his back to the wall—well, except the time that kid had put a bullet through his brain. Jim Jason wasn’t going to make a similar mistake. He nestled himself into the corner of the Wallace Terrence High School library, glancing across the large, open atrium as he stacked books across the table in front of him three rows deep. Every other stack held an extra paperback—a fine parapet of defense. He eased back in his chair, kicked the front legs up and rocked back comfortably.

    He grabbed a book at random and cracked the spine. It was an old book, purchased back when they still stamped return dates inside the back cover. He ran his index finger down the assorted dates. The last time this book had been checked out was 02 JUN 1992. He turned the book over to look at the title stamped in large gold relief:

    William Golding

    Lord of the Flies

    Jim was a voracious reader, often reading two to three books a day. Most of his time outside of class was spent stationed at the small, circular table in the corner of the library, though he sometimes ventured down the hill to the squalid public library.

    He began reading the first chapter, flipping a page at regular intervals and looking up from his book precisely every eight pages to scan the room. It was during one of these scans that he noticed Aria Thomas, a junior and a bit of a prude, entering the side door and heading for the romance section. Across the aisle, two jocks played paper football at one of the larger octagonal tables; their snickering and tomfoolery was a pestering annoyance. He returned to his book.

    Study hall was the last period of the day, and he resigned himself to staying in the library reading his stack of books. It wasn’t as if he needed any additional time to study. His homework would be done two hours after he left school. He would read half of his political science chapters on the lonely bus ride home and finish the rest of biology, contemporary history, art appreciation, and trigonometry before his mom got home from work.

    He looked up again from his next eight pages to see Sue Carter walk

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