Today's Sneak Peek is the science fiction/suspense thriller Hybrid by Lachesis Publishing author, Greg Ballan (Book 1 in the Hybrid series)
What it's about:
Knight, a small time private investigator, always knew he was different
from everybody else. Keener senses, heightened awareness and an
enhanced physical strength that could be called upon by his sheer will.
becomes involved with a team of high profile investigators and local
police trying to locate a girl who was kidnapped in the middle of a
playground amongst dozens of adults and children. None of the adults saw
anything and what the children claim to have seen is too far fetched to
be believed. The search evolves into a full-scale manhunt into the dark
and desolate woodlands of the Hopedale Mountain.
After a lethal
encounter and a fatality, Erik, the investigators and police realize
that what they’re dealing with isn’t a man and possibly isn’t of this
world. What they’re dealing with is a sentient evil that has an appetite
for young children.
“Erik!” Shanda whispered in alarm. “Something’s here, stalking the girls. I can’t see it, but I can sense it.”
looked throughout the park grounds, focusing his vision, but he
couldn’t see anything. Fifty yards away, the children played unaware of
anything but their innocent fun. Erik walked quickly over to where the
party was, Shanda following close behind him. As he closed the distance
he noticed that his daughter was staring at something and pointing. Erik
looked in the direction she was pointing and saw a patch of darkness.
His mind shrieked with panic and he ran toward his daughter, screaming
for the other girls to leave the park area. The girls looked at the
direction Brianna was pointing at and froze. They were terrified, frozen
After a quick sprint, Erik was beside his
daughter. Several of the other mothers had gone to their children as
they all pointed out the closing patch of darkness.
“Get your children back!” Erik commanded. “It wants your children.”
and children were panicking. Children were crying with fright as the
afternoon sun seemed to dim and the temperature in the park suddenly
dropped twenty degrees. Brianna hadn’t moved since Erik came by her
“What do you see, honey?” he whispered.
eyes were transfixed on the corner of the park. Her finger still
pointed in that direction. “It’s a tall man, I think. I can tell that it
wants me. It’s calling to me, Daddy. I’m scared. Please don’t let it
take me. I can tell it wants to take me.” She screamed in mindless
Erik reached behind his back and pulled his Ruger
from its place of concealment. He wrapped both arms protectively around
his daughter, his gun pointing in the direction of her finger.
“Bri, point me in the right direction. I won’t let it hurt you. No one is taking you anywhere.”
She gently guided his hands so that the pistol was aiming at the heart of the dark anomaly.
“Daddy,” she whispered, “it’s coming right for us.”
“Go back with Shanda and the others, now!” he told her.
“Daddy, I don’t want to leave you.”
“Go, honey! Please,” he whispered. “Shanda!” Erik shouted, breaking the eerie silence. “Take Brianna.”
came up quickly and took Brianna. “I can just barely see it, Erik; it’s
just like you described. It stopped when you pulled the gun. All the
children can see it, but the parents can’t. All they can see is the
darkness, and they can feel the cold.”
From behind them, the ponies were shrieking in panic.
“All right, you two, get back!” Erik stood up. He holstered his weapon and began walking toward the darkness.
know you’re there!” Erik called out to the inky darkness. “Maybe you
can hide from them, but you can’t hide from me!” Erik focused his eyes;
concentrating his extra senses on the darkness as he continued forward.
Slowly he saw the man-like figure materialize. The figure had stopped
its approach and assumed an aggressive stance. Erik paused a scant
twenty feet from it and assumed a basic combat stance he used in Kung
“You can’t have the children!” he shouted, his voice
booming above the silence, challenging the being of darkness. “You can’t
have my daughter or any other child here.”
responded with silence. Erik finally saw the blood-red eyes looking
right through him. He could feel the hatred, the sheer malevolence; yet,
now he also felt desperation, a hunger that was beyond his ability to
define. The hostility threatened to overwhelm him. Erik fought his own
emotions, fought down his own fear and doubt. He knew he couldn’t defeat
this thing physically, but he would not let it have his daughter or any
other child there, not while he drew breath.
Like what you've read? You can get Hybrid right here at Lachesis Publishing or on amazon.com.
To read some of Greg’s musings visit his writing page on facebook, for several short stories and pithy takes on yard work and homelife.
Like our Lachesis Publishing page on facebook.
Follow Lachesis Publishing on twitter.