Vikare Publishing

06/13/2025

When The Man in the Hat comes it's going to rain. The yield will flourish.

CHAPTER VIII: WAITIN’ FOR THE TRAIN TO COME IN

The hands of the clock turn, but still nothing has changed. Life seems to be teasing, playing a bitter game. A ravenous scourge burns deep in the blood. Passion and action, hoping you get what you want. Time itself seems to be having it’s fun.

"But still I rest here stuck in the mud. I’ll do anything to get there, I don’t care what it takes. All I need is a path, a key to the gate."

The stench of muck and filth permeated the air. Jack sat with his back against the wall stuck in a stare. His gaze burned vivid like the eyes of a cat, shadowed beneath the wide brim of his hat.
The alley rested desolate as he twirled the old match between his fingers, remembering a time that often lingers.

"I can feel the star still, somewhere out there flying. I’ll find it someday; only if I keep on trying."

Lurking rats scurried about the abandoned isle, searching for a meal amongst the heaping piles. Jack didn't pay the vermin any mind at all. He was used to the waste and debris of the squall.
At a cease, the twirling stopped, and Jack held the burnt match fixed, focusing upon the settled ash. In a brief instant he began to clear his mind, keeping the desires clear within the eye. He imagined the obstacles lifting away, clearing the path towards a better day.

"If raw will and intention can give me more; let this be the moment that opens a door."

Upon releasing the energy, Jack tucked the match away next to ‘The Fool’ card. Then he collected his belongings from behind the dumpster. The Great Gatsby sat in one pocket and his journal rested in the other. The shoe shine kit dangled in his grip, shadowing the broken colors. Jack fixed the brim of his hat once more, whistling to himself another score. The hat made him feel good, he had to admit. It gave him the sense of some newfound confidence.

07/02/2024

05/03/2024

I'm going to put these flyers EVERYWHERE. One is for online purposes and the other with QR codes is for everywhere else (physical world). Maybe if you go to Guam you'll find one there too 🤷‍♂️ idk.

I'd love for folks to share the online one, though. That would be pretty awesome. I'm really proud of these flyers. I think I did a good job

05/02/2024

The Man in the Hat is a different type of beast. Here is a sample:

The clouds rumbled overhead, and Jack shook in his stead. His eyes didn’t look ahead, but peered above at the flowing, seamless gray sky as he walked. Even the clouds have a path. They seem to stalk, Jack thought as he drew in a cold, chilling breath; a bitter savior pulling him from the throngs of death.

Suddenly, he felt a trickle go down his cheek; a stroke of sorrow running down in a streak. For a moment Jack believed it was beginning to rain, but the drops ran seamless with the crippling pain.

The heavy burden drained from his soft blue eyes; flooding the hope for a smile to disguise. He hung his head and wiped his cheeks dry quickly; seeking to hide what hung so grimly. I don’t want anybody to see. They will all just make a joke out of me.

Jack continued his walk through the razor sharp breeze with his head hung low to hide from the freeze. His swelling sockets bled full with the flood; his gaze it teetered finding rest in the mud. I wish I didn’t have to see the doctor today. He doesn’t need to see me this way. I don’t want him to perceive the decay.

Dr. Stanley normally never accepted patients in his home, but his office was destroyed in the most recent flood. The river it raged running across many towns; murderous waves, it’s victims they drowned.

Jack found refuge on higher ground, beyond the window thunder growled in the clouds. He rocked and teetered, clawing at the shaved sides of his head. The building it rocked, shaking in it’s stead.

Tremors of fear pursed across Jack’s sweating brow, dark strands they hung, shielding his eyes from the prowl. The pounding pitter patter seemed to never cease; the fear it rippled running it’s course like a disease.

The worn brogues on Jack’s feet clicked down the walk as he passed a group of old withered pines that held a hawk. The branches carved across the crow filled sky. The cawing of the crows is a constant hum within the mind. Another thought lost to the drear of time.

Cars cruised down the road in a seamless shuffle; the honking of horns stifled the muffle.

All of them, everybody it seemed had a destination to reach. A meager, mundane task subject to a routine. Everyone was at service to a deed. Not a sense of adventure where one could be freed.

A boy bounced his ball down the walk and ran towards Jack across the fading chalk. The sight of the child getting lost in the play brought joy to Jack’s heart; it was the first time he had smiled all day.

Ya see, kids always get to Jack the most, they always seem so happy. A faith in bliss, rising a sunken valley. Innocent sunshine bursts forth from their hearts; an unblemished soul not scarred by the marks.

Only over time does the world bring more clouds before it, sending the veil. The sun loses it’s shine and revolves towards the pale. The sky it blackens, and thunder it splits. Cries they rumble over what has become of it. The mourning of innocence that has been lost. Every action comes with a cost.

04/30/2024

I've had an article with the Times Recorder for the past couple of days and didn't even know it! No wonder why the sales have been going up.

I'm emailing everybody that I can. Hopefully I can get on a podcast next or start work on my own that I've dubbed "The Web of the Y."

If anyone knows anybody connected with the Zanes Trace Commemoration I've been trying to get in touch with them to be apart of there event as well.

It's the second installment of the Ghosts Never Die series by Ahnzerah Hawke

04/26/2024

CALLING ALL READERS!!!
If you have purchased one of my books or listened to it please rate and review on wherever you ordered it. That really helps boost the visibility

04/11/2024

The audiobook is now available on Spotify! Click the link to check it out folks and don't forget to rate and review--it boosts the visibility

Listen to this audiobook by Ahnzerah Hawke on Spotify

04/01/2024

The Bridge Between Two Rivers is officially available today through select retailers. Get your copy today folks!

Honestly, I'm not expecting much, but with time this story is going to boom. It establishes the whole series and many other books to follow. I debated on posting a sample of the audiobook, but I will wait until it passes quality control for Spotify, Audible, and many others. The audio retail sample is going to have people thinking wtf, but it's good. I can guarantee that 😉

The Bridge Between Two Rivers by Ahnzerah Hawke

03/21/2024

My second book is now available for preorder through Google now as well--so if they are your go to choice check it out.

I have four chapters left to complete for the audiobook version. I will be honest I used voice cloning technology for the narration, but I've spent over a hundred hours making sure the model of my voice speaks all of the lines correctly plus I collaborated with a voice actor who is phenomenal at what he does for the other storyline.

When the audio version is ready I'm only going to sell it for 4.44. It seems to be that magic number and I'm just trying to get the story out there.

The Bridge Between Two Rivers - Ebook written by Ahnzerah Hawke. Read this book using Google Play Books app on your PC, android, iOS devices. Download for offline reading, highlight, bookmark or take notes while you read The Bridge Between Two Rivers.

02/23/2024

Here is the Barnes & Noble link for the second book in the Ghosts Never Die series. I apologize in advance for the price of the Paperback. Due to printing costs these days I couldn't get a lower price on it, but I promise the audiobook will be cheaper when it's ready and the ebook is only $4.44. I can control that end because it's digital

The second installment in the Ghosts Never Die series takes place ten years before the journey the Wanderer embarked upon in the pages of 29 Palms: An American Odyssey for True Love.   In The Bridge Between Two Rivers, you will sink into the long night and meet the...

02/20/2024

April Fool's Day seems like the right time to release my next book. It's already been accepted by other major retailers beyond Amazon. All that needs wrapped up now is the audiobook version. There is going to be two narrators, me and someone else. Fingers crossed that'll be done by April 1st in time for the release. Wish me luck folks

The Bridge Between Two Rivers (Ghosts Never Die Book 2)