Cross That Line

By Sarantos

This book starts a new storyline for Professor Sarantos and his students as they get transported back in time. Sarantos moves through this book with a unique emotional slant while trapped in an unknown, prehistoric adventure. The key to survival is delicate and they are all on edge.

A fantastic journey awaits Sarantos and his students with some interesting plot twists. This book offers tantalizing battles scenes and its surprise twist ending will shock you to your core.

The riveting characters in this book come to life and their character development will have you hopelessly hanging on as the reader tries to keep up with the many moving parts. Will the mission succeed?

A world of secrets is revealed page after page. Will you dare to solve the mysteries that await? Will you take the plunge and ride this wave of adventure?

Read Cross That Line with your eyes and heart wide open. You'll feel the intrigue guide you as you leave behind this world and glide towards the past…

• Language: English
• Publisher: BookBaby
• Release date: Jan 8, 2021
• ISBN: 9781098349035

Sarantos

Who says nerds can't write a bestseller? Sarantos is a Chicago based nerd and retired superhero who always has a story to tell. He is a DIY international award-winning solo music artist, Top 7 iTunes UK Charting Rock, Top 5 iTunes UK Charting Singer-Songwriter, Top 8 iTunes UK Charting Country, #1 iTunes South Africa Charting Folk & Country Artist, #1 iTunes UK Charting Christian, #1 iTunes UK Charting New Age, #2 iTunes UK World, proud nerd, multi-instrumentalist, book author, comic book nut, radio show host, poet and part time spy. His music is a cross between Justin Bieber, Queen, Journey & Ed Sheeran. It's hard to believe but Sarantos doesn't even use a professional studio to make any of his music! He's an alien who landed here to infect the human race and spread the disease of music. 2023 is Year #10 of his journey as he continues to release a new song, lyric video, music video, book chapter and poem every month bringing his music to life! In 9 years, he has released 18 albums with 226 original tracks as well as 9 fiction/fantasy books that parallel the songs! He has had numerous media placements for his songs, instrumentals & cues including several episodes of The Young & the Restless in 2021 and the list grows on and on.

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Copyright © 2020 by Sarantos Melogia, LLC

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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

First E-Book Edition November 2020 v1.0

ISBN 9781098349035

Dedication

I want to start off by thanking God without whom nothing is possible.

Next, I want to thank all my family, my past and present friends, as well as anyone else I have ever had the honor of meeting in my short time on this planet. In your own unique way, you have helped me to become the man that I am today - both good and bad.

Finally, to those few who have ever doubted my pursuit of this dream, I respect your right to have that choice and wish you nothing but the best. I hope all of your dreams come true.

I will continue this path until the day I die. Why? Because it makes me happy!

Table Of Contents

Cross That Line

Introduction

Cross That Line

You Are My Whole Life

The Doctor

i COULDn’t help u

Mother’s Day

Stand UP

LiEs

A Syringe Of Adrenaline

Written On My Stone

Our Wedding Song

My Christmas Tree

The End Has Arrived

Introduction

Look at what we’ve done together!

Before you read my 7th book and this new trilogy, I want to personally thank you for being my fan. I have many people to thank - God, my parents, sister and so many family & friends who made this book possible. However, this intro is specifically for you, my fan.

These fictional book pages are a direct reflection of my songs but also a part of my life. I hope you enjoy them. I want to make everyone on this planet happy hopefully thru my music, lyrics, videos, poems and books.

Being super busy, I realize your most valued commodity is time. So the fact that you are giving up your most valuable asset to me means the world to me. THANK YOU SO MUCH!

Work has never scared me. I probably got this from my dad who was the hardest worker I have ever known. I always bring him into the conversation because life is too short. It’s too precious and fleeting. None of us know how much time we have left so we should enjoy it. For me, that means working hard to pursue my dream. I am very grateful for all of my fans and I try to shout this out as much as possible. It’s very humbling for me to have you read my book. Whether you bought it or not isn’t the point. The fact that you were intrigued enough to read it, whether it was for free from my website or you bought it online or paid for a printed autographed version from my website – all that matters to me is that you are here with me now. You have decided to come along on this fantastic journey with me. We are here together at this single moment in time. If you did buy it, I want to especially thank you for supporting my journey. Every single penny that comes in gets poured right back into my art because I’m not doing this to get rich. I just want my songs listened to, my videos watched and my books read and shared. I hope they touch you, calm you, motivate you, console you, inspire you, as they have done for me.

Please feel free to join my fan email list and get all the inside info on my journey. I will do everything I can to make my email something you look forward to opening every month.

The positivity and love from my fans means the world to me and I want to let you know that your emails, posts and words of optimism make my heart beat with pride every day as I continue this, my life’s passion.  Once again, thank you. Have I said that enough? I hope you don’t take this the wrong way (or think it’s creepy) but I love you for being you. Love is not a word I have ever thrown around casually. If you ever get the chance to meet me in person, you will quickly realize that I am not a man of many words. I listen a lot. I let others speak most of the time. Now though, my heart feels the need to let you know how thankful I am for your love, time and support. I want to let you know that you are making my dream a reality. Without you, none of this would be possible!

My journey continues…

Sarantos

Chicago, IL 2020

Chapter 1

Cross That Line

Brown University Campus, Providence, Rhode Island; 1925

The elegant study in the home of Professor Sarantos was large enough to house a sturdy red oak desk, simple leather chair, one oriental carpet under said desk and chair, a tall metal lamp with just enough lighting to allow him to work deep into the night, and a small leather recliner that faced his desk, if he ever had a guest. He was usually too busy chasing long lost artifacts. He rarely felt done or complete or even successful. Such historical treasures offered him the potential opportunity to outwit, out-hustle, and just outwork all the other prominent archaeologists scattered around the world. He rarely had time for guests, but today was different.

The exposed and misshapen but finely forged sword, that looked like it would never gut a fish much less a person, was laying carefully across his desk. Two large gems embedded in the hilt were glistening madly, reflecting the rays of the sun coming in through the arched window. The golden rays almost sought it out, using it as bragging rights, displaying the otherwise dull gems in a new and different light. But the one hole above the other two had occupied the attention of the Professor for a while.

Gorilla… gently pass me the gem please, said the Professor while his eyes feasted on the empty hole.

Mickey Dark, alias Gorilla, had been an exceptional student of the Professor. Upon his graduation, the Professor took him on as an intern. Mickey was about 5’ 7’’ with dirty red hair and unrestrained freckles. Added to the mix was a fiery personality that exactly matched his hair. He loved wearing gangster hats with wide brims but found the suits uncomfortable. So, most of the time they would see him in his old lettered sweater from the University and saggy britches with boots laced up to his knees.

I don’t know Professor, what are you going to do with it? We don’t know what will happen if you are planning on inserting this gem into that hole. Shouldn’t we proceed with caution?

Gorilla was always second guessing the Professor. It was borderline annoying. Mickey looked to the only other person in the room, Charlie.

Charlie’s eyes were gleaming like the Professors. All common sense left her as she blurted out, Oh, Gorilla be a dear and give the Professor the gem.

Gorilla hesitated, instead unwrapping a Baby Ruth bar that was part of the stash he kept in his pockets and shoving it into his mouth in the same motion. I need lunch first, nothing like a Babe Ruth bar.

Professor Sarantos held out his hand without removing his eyes from the hilt of the sword. Now, Mickey Dark, hand it over!

Charlie curled up her lip at Mickey and said, Really, Gorilla that’s not lunch, they just say that to get people to buy them old chocolate bars, and for the record it’s Baby Ruth bar, not Babe Ruth bar.

Mickey frowned, Oh, what do you know anyway! You’re just a girl who knows nothing about baseball.

Her face went two shades of pink then climbed to a rosy red. She pushed out her lip aggressively and threw her black bobbed curls to the side as she whipped her head around and faced him with a snarl. Well, and you’re just a stupid boy, aren’t you? Then she turned hysterically, left the study and yelled over her shoulder. I’m getting a real lunch, smarty pants. Professor, before we do that, maybe we should eat first, you know, just in case we never come back.

Yeah, come on Doc, said Mickey. We need our nutrition. We’ve waited this long. It took us years to find the final gem to fit into the sword. What’s a few more minutes?

Professor Sarantos pushed his dark green newsboy cap up and stared directly at Mickey. You both are driving me crazy; do you understand how important this is?

Mickey backed up. I think I’m seeing the crazy, Doc.

Crazy, you haven’t seen crazy yet. Damn that highbrow Howey Carter, anyway. I need something bigger than King Tut, and this could be it. This might take us to another world, another breathtaking adventure, at least that’s what the legend behind it says, according to documentation found in the ancient caves of Sangoria. Gorilla, you get it don’t you?

I think so, but his name is Howard, not Howey; and that was an incredible find. I wish we could’ve been a part of that one. It’ll take them decades to clean it up.

That British scoundrel working with wealthy aristocrats was damn lucky. I heard a boy accidently discovered it.

Yeah, and they’re jinxed because I heard it has a curse. Well, Professor I’m going to ‘iron my shoelaces’ - see you in the kitchen.

Professor Sarantos gave up. He couldn’t get the gem now. He wasn’t about to follow Mickey to the bathroom, and he was actually hungry.

The Professor found Charlie eating a cucumber sandwich from a plate she’d set out on the table which held about 15 of the tiny sandwiches. She crossed her legs showing her masculine trousers and high riding boots. He didn’t mind a woman that was a ‘bearcat.’ In fact, he found it rather sexy, but she was still a student at the University where he taught. He couldn’t and wouldn’t think of forming an intimate liaison with her. She was too young for him anyway, though her brilliance and carefree spirit made her even more attractive.

Her smile was infectious. As she glanced up at him, her eyes held victory. She typically got her way and was not too proud to exploit her arts of persuasion. Hey, Professor I made enough for all of us. What do you think will really happen with the sword? Should we all hold hands, or hold the sword when you place the gem inside the hilt? If you’re taken somewhere else does the sword come with you, or should someone stay back here to protect the sword? How do we get back if the sword does not come with us? And before you say anything else, you’re not going alone. And I think you should get your best friend, Professor Sands, to be on the other side, you know, just in case we need him.

When she finally came up for air, she quickly inhaled another sandwich.

Gorilla hurried into the room heading directly for the sandwiches, shoving one in his mouth, another in his hand, all while trying to speak while chewing. That’s what I’m talking about.

As adorable as you are Gorilla, you act so goofy and that makes you less attractive.

Shoving in another sandwich, Gorilla answered, "Oh well, who cares, anyway. I