Jupiter's Revenge: An Amber Cook Sequel: The Horror Diaries, #18

By Heather Beck

After being abducted by an alien, Shane must devise a tricky plan in order to escape.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Treasure Cove Books
• Release date: Oct 13, 2015
• ISBN: 9781519925466

Heather Beck

Heather Beck is a Canadian Author and Screenwriter who began writing professionally at the age of sixteen. Since then she has written eleven well-reviewed books, including the best-selling series, The Horror Diaries, which has sold in six continents. Heather received an Honors Bachelor of Arts degree from university where she specialized in English and studied an array of disciplines. Currently, she is working on the Frostbitten series and has two anthologies slated for publication. As a screenwriter, Heather has multiple television shows and movies in development. Her short films include: Young Eyes, The Rarity, Too Sensible For Love, Circular, and the forthcoming Witch’s Brew. Besides writing, Heather’s greatest passion is the outdoors. She is an award-winning fisherwoman and a regular hiker. Her hobbies include swimming, playing badminton and volunteering with non-profit organizations.

Book preview

Now what? Shane Radway muttered as he stared at his surroundings.

After being abducted by Amber – his so-called friend – and taken to Jupiter, Shane had wandered around the strange planet in a daze. He was surprised to find that Jupiter was a lot like Earth, with the exception of the solar system scenery, high-tech gadgets and the fact that everything looked metallic.

Now I show you where I live, Amber answered, taking Shane by his arm and leading him towards a shiny but otherwise normal-looking bungalow.

It’s nice, Shane commented, not sure what else to say.

Don’t be silly, Amber said, knocking Shane with her hip.

Amber’s playful knock caused Shane to lose his balance and land on a patch of cosmic green grass. He saw aliens looking at him as they walked by. However, they weren’t pointing and laughing like he thought they would be. Instead, they cast him a sympathetic look.

Amber’s high pitch laugh rang throughout the street. You’re such a wimp, she said mockingly, before offering her hand to him.

Ignoring her hand, Shane got onto his feet by himself. Even if he spent a hundred years trying to figure Amber out, he knew he’d never be successful. 

To conceal the embarrassment of having her helpful gesture refused, Amber concentrated on opening the front door with the electricity from her antennas.

These things have more than one use, Amber said as