Lara Croft: Tombraider: The Amulet of Power

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Here at last-the first exciting book in a bold new series of Lara Croft novels tying directly into the popular video games. The Amulet of Power reveals the never-before shown events that took place between "The Last Revelation" and "Angel of Darkness." Trapped beneath the ruins of an Egyptian tomb, Lara faces certain death . . . until fate intervenes and sets her on the trail of an ancient talisman of power.

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Bio of Mike Resnick

Mike Resnick was born on March 5, 1942. He sold his first article in 1957, his first short story in 1959, and his first book in 1962. He attended the University of Chicago from1959 through 1961.Resnick began writing stories under various pseudonyms and churned out more than 200 novels, 300 short stories and 2,000 articles, from1964 through1976. He edited 7 different tabloid newspapers and a pair of men's magazines, as well. In 1968 Resnick and his wife became serious breeders and exhibitors of collies, a pursuit they continued through 1981. This led them to purchase the Briarwood Pet Motel in Cincinnati in 1976. It was the country's second-largest luxury boarding and grooming establishment, and they worked full-time at it for the next few years. By 1980 the kennel had made them financially independent, it was being run by a staff of 21, and Mike was free to return to science fiction, albeit at a far slower pace that his previous writing. They sold the kennel in 1993. Beginning with Shaggy B.E.M. Stories in 1988, Mike has also become an anthology editor, and was nominated for a Best Editor Hugo in 1994 and 1995. His list of anthologies in print and in press totals more than 20. Since 1989, Mike has won four Hugo Awards, a Nebula Award, and has been nominated for nineteen Hugos, eight Nebulas, a Clarke (British), and five Seiun-shos (Japanese). He has also won ten Homer Awards, an Alexander Award, a Golden Pagoda Award, the Seiun Award (Japanese), a Hayakawa SF Award (Japanese), a Locus Award, an Ignotus Award (Spanish), a Futura Award (Croatian), the Tour Eiffel Award (French), the Prix Ozone (French), two Sfinks Awards and a Fantastyka Award (both Polish), and has topped the S. F. Chronicle Poll six times and the Asimov's Readers Poll twice.

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Imprint

Ballantine Books

Filesize

624.82 KB

Number of Pages

288

eBook ISBN

9780345469731

Excerpt from: Lara Croft: Tombraider: The Amulet of Power by Mike Resnick

She awoke to a dull throbbing at the base of her skull. She tried to touch it gingerly with her fingers, but found that she couldn't move her left hand.

What's happened? she wondered hazily. And then: Why can't I breathe?

Her mouth was filled with dust, and some instinct made her turn her head slightly before she inhaled through her nostrils.

Where am I?

Then, very slowly, it came back to her. She almost wished it hadn't. She was buried in the rubble of a tomb beneath the Temple of Horus in the Egyptian town of Edfu. Something was pinning her left arm to the ground, something bigger than a rock, smaller than a boulder.

Were her legs pinned too? She didn't know. She couldn't feel them.

She tried to open her eyes to see if there was any light in the tomb. Her left eye opened. It was pitch black. Her right was stuck shut; a tear had mixed with the dust to form a layer of mud that glued her eyelashes together.

All right. Don't panic. Can I move my right arm?

She tried. It worked.

Okay, I can't free the left arm. Is it broken? Do the fingers work?

The fingers moved.

What am I doing here?

Slowly it came back to her. Set, the evil Egyptian god she had inadvertently set free, the battle, and finally his capture. And then, in her moment of triumph, the collapse of the temple.

How about the rest of me? Can I roll over, sit up, move one way or another?

She tensed, ready to try, and the pain in her skull became so great that she passed out again.

She dreamed that she was stuck to a gigantic spider web. The more she tried to pull free, the more she was held motionless.

"Is someone there?"