{"id":37867,"date":"2015-05-04T14:02:03","date_gmt":"2015-05-04T19:02:03","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.talesfromthekreme.com\/tales\/?p=37867"},"modified":"2015-05-06T09:59:42","modified_gmt":"2015-05-06T14:59:42","slug":"breaking-down-in-fertile-fields","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.talesfromthekreme.com\/tales\/2015\/05\/04\/breaking-down-in-fertile-fields\/","title":{"rendered":"Breaking Down in Fertile Fields"},"content":{"rendered":"
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A Breakdown in Fertile Fields by Kris P. Kreme<\/p><\/div>\n

A breakdown of a bus diverted onto the seldom traveled Fertile Fields bypass is about to leave everyone on board trapped in a town where the laws of reality frequently break down.<\/p>\n

As Riley Sloane journeys onward and upward to a mysterious mountain inexplicably located within the city limits of Fertile Fields, his trip is diverted to a small power substation where five stranded travelers discover the perils of clowning around with electricity.<\/p>\n

What he finds there will be truly shocking in this second to last book of the Fertile Fields epic tale.<\/p>\n

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A mysterious drifter who has spent much of his life traveling the roads alone finds himself alone in a fight he might be unable to handle. Riley Sloane has always helped those he found in his travels, a man of unmatched character and the unique talent to feel where he is needed the most. His most recent travels have finally landed him in the lost town of Fertile Fields.<\/p>\n

Wayward travelers find themselves in Fertile Fields through any number of back roads and forgotten routes, but once there, they never want to leave even if the way out ever presented itself. Lost to their passions, to their darkest fantasies, are they truly getting what they always secretly wanted… or are they puppets manipulated and controlled by some unspeakably evil man who pulls all the strings in Fertile Fields other than Riley Sloane’s?
\nAs Riley journeys on to what he hopes is the mountaintop home of the man behind everything perverse in the town below, other travelers are about to cross over into Fertile Fields from the most rarely traveled entrance.<\/p>\n

Lawrence has driven for Skyline City Bus for years, but never has he been diverted to the old Fertile Fields bypass and it’s a road that seems in much need of repair, treacherous and more than a bit scary for the only four passengers he has. Those passengers, two college kids and a mother traveling back with her soon to be college daughter, are about to experience the bumpiest rides of their lives, though most of the bumps won’t take place on the bus.<\/p>\n

When they suffer a breakdown and find the closest place within walking distance the Fertile Fields Substation, they will quickly discover that the ultramodern design is only a small hint at how different the power is surging within this power station’s walls. Everything is about to get hotter than any circuits or current, and the five of them will discover quite literally that clowning around with electricity can be deadly… and fun.<\/p>\n

The epic tale nears its conclusion with this second to last book in the Fertile Fields saga. Find out what happens to the unfortunate bus travelers, discover the shocking twists within the Fertile Fields Substation, and finally learn the identity of the dark figure Riley Sloane is now pursuing to end this madness.<\/p>\n

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A breakdown of a bus diverted onto the seldom traveled Fertile Fields bypass is about to leave everyone on board trapped in a town where the laws of reality frequently break down. As Riley Sloane journeys onward and upward to a mysterious mountain inexplicably located within the city limits of Fertile Fields, his trip is … <\/p>\n

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