Tuesday, April 30, 2013

The Princess WHo Lost Her Scroll of the Dead... young Egypt fantasy with graphics

See The Princess Who Lost Her Scroll of the Dead on Amazon Kindle

Ancient Egypt fantasy action adventure. Books of the Dead were magical scrolls that acted as passports to the other world. They were essential to the ancient Egyptians, a guide that allowed them to pass safely through the challenges of the gates and guardians of the underworld.

What happens when a young girl discovers she has been tricked by a greedy scribe, her costly scroll swapped for a blank one so the original can be sold again?

Now young Nefera must face the terrors of the underworld alone, clutching a worthless scroll.

Then a boy tomb robber Ipy and his pet monkey join her.
Can they help her find her way to the Fields of the Blessed?
What is the secret they are keeping from her?

They must hurry and reach the Judgement Hall before dawn or be lost forever...

Saturday, April 27, 2013

Before Harry Potter there was Cousin Harry & the magic of his eerie Egyptian computer games...

3 scary Egyptian computer games start leaking into real life for cousin Harry, Josh and his sister Amy.

Now in a complete three book series on Kindle!

Originally published separately as:
Book 1 THE MUMMY's REVENGE... is deadly (Scholastic USA)  (or 'The Mummy Monster Game' in Australia)

4.0 out of 5 stars Totally spooky!!
 Amazon Customer:
“This book is great! This book had me spooked until the very end. I advise against reading it at night unless you're practically fearless.It makes you want to read until the very last word. I don't scare easily, but this book managed to scare me pretty bad. Plus, it's one of those books that you can read and re-read again and again. It's a great, scary book, that pulls you right into the action and doesn't let you out until you finish it. I recommend it to anyone that likes to be scared.”

Book 2 Who knows the secret of... THE MUMMY'S TOMB (USA) (Or 'The Mummy Tomb Hunt' (Australia)

Book 3 'The Mummy Rescue Mission' (Australia)

Little Cousin Harry is really weird, but he is family, so Josh and Amy decide to play along with him. They join Harry in playing a series of totally spooky ancient Egypt computer games.

Trouble is, Harry's games become more and more real and dangers start to leak out of the games into real life and into their lives.
The popular Egypt series - now available in one monster book of three adventures.

“I literally consumed those three books when I read them! I sat and read the books in two days, and even when I wasn't reading them I was thinking about them. Though from memory I distinctly remember The Mummy Monster Game being my favourite, it's safe to say when I read them this time, the last in the series, The Mummy Rescue Mission was my favourite - I could literally feel the desperation Harry, Amy and Harry felt in trying to save Aunt Jillian. I had to keep reading at such a fast pace as though I had to keep up! I like the idea of mixing video games with Egyptology, being that both those things interest me. I'm glad I finally got my hands on these books…. now I can read them as often as I like.”

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Note : My fiction for young readers goes under the name Roy Pond (Roy Lester Pond for adult fiction)

Thursday, April 25, 2013

Was it a tomb shaft he was plunging down, he thought, feeling the darkness rip past his body? Egypt fiction The Forbidden Glyphs

The strands of her hair were like strings of binary computer code

Chapter 1
The archaeologist Anson Hunter plummeted, tumbling uncontrollably into darkness.

Was it a tomb shaft he was plunging down, he thought, feeling the darkness rip past his body?

Yet instead of sliding walls of stone, he flew down a pit of glowing green perspective lines that converged at the point of infinity.

He saw a woman, depicted in graphic green mesh-lines of light, watching him drop.

The strands of her hair were like strings of binary computer code, a rainfall of green ones and zeroes and her Egyptian eyes were bright points of light.

When he hit bottom, a place where the darkness coalesced into crushing density, even his mind went dark,

After an eternity, he opened his eyes.

He was seeing stars.

But they were not stars in a night sky, instead they were leopard skin spots on a tight body gown worn by the ancient Egyptian goddess Seshat, Mistress of Knowledge. The spots transformed into stars and then into electronic green spangles against a darker green sky and in her headband appeared a crowning star with seven brilliant points and a downturned crescent above it.

He was either dead or had entered her realm.

Seshat spoke in a thrilling whisper that made his body quiver. It was the voice of the infinite, yet was as gentle and fluttering in his ears as a breeze.

"I am The Silicon Goddess and Glass Cat, Mistress of all information technology, Mistress of the Library and Inventor of Writing, the Keeper of all knowledge on all subjects, mathematic, sciences, architecture, cosmography, all secrets both human and divine. I am the Mistress of Memories, Recorder of History and Reckoner of Lifetimes.”

He looked around at an ocean of binary code and he saw landmarks rising like an endless glowing cityscape – webpages, blogs, photographs, streaming videos, computer games, and above his head the dense, streaking internet traffic of emails and transactions. He saw a search engine, a vast object in the sky like some phosphorescent creature from the deep night of the ocean, trailing millions of questing legs of zeroes and ones. Beyond that, and surrounding all, stretched out glowing constellations of routing paths as dense as neural pathways.

Then he understood.

The Internet was Seshat’s Lost Library resurrected today.

"Where is God in all of this?" he said.

"You speak of another universe. Yet even in this dimension he is here, along with every other religion and all the gods and goddesses of Egypt."

"If you are the goddess of all knowledge, then you know what is going to happen in the future.”

"Your future?”


“Do you want me to count your years?"


"Then what do you want from the Mistress of Knowledge?"

"An answer to just one question."

"Very well."

"Will I succeed in finding the Source of all the ancient world’s knowledge, the Lost Library of Seshat?"

"You dare to seek my forbidden library?"


"Even supposing you were worthy of finding it, how badly do you want it? Can you say you want it so badly you will die trying?'"

"I want it so badly I’ll die trying."

"Then that is your answer."

"But that’s a riddle. Does it mean I’ll die whilst still trying to find it, or that I’ll die upon finding it? Or do you merely want to measure the depth of my commitment?"

Tuesday, April 23, 2013

Thoth, Seshat and dangerous Words of Power - Kindle Fiction

Thoth, The Magical Ibis, Master of Words of Power

Thoth, the magical ibis and Master of  Words of Power, is at the heart of several of my adventure thriller novels, including The Ibis Apocalypse and more recently, The Forbidden Glyphs.

The lethal librarian Seshat in The Forbidden Glyphs

Imagine a cache of glyphs of unthinkable power.

Renegade Egyptologist Anson Hunter does. In fact he has a controversial theory that somewhere in Egypt lies the Lost Library of Thoth, guarded by his consort the goddess Seshat.
In legend, this library contained all the forbidden knowledge of ancient Egypt, both human and divine, including secrets of lost technology that built the pyramids.

Anson’s theory throws him into conflict with international seekers who have dangerous agendas for the world.

To save a loved one, Anson Hunter must seek the forbidden glyphs in an ingenious lost sanctuary guarded by traps set by the calculating goddess Seshat.

Thursday, April 18, 2013

WIll this new discovery silence the 'aliens built the Great Pyramid' brigade?

Bad news for the aliens/superior/older/lost civilization theory about who built the Great Pyramid!

This article appeared very recently, (posted by Marc Lallalana, LiveScience.com)

I have shown a section in bold type.

World's Oldest Harbor Discovered in Egypt

The Egyptian pharaoh Khufu ruled over one of the greatest kingdoms of the ancient world.
His tomb, the Great Pyramid of Giza, is a testament to Khufu's power.
Archaeologists have now discovered a vast harbor complex — the oldest harbor ever found — that helped extend Khufu's domain, shipping copper and other minerals from Egypt to the rest of the Mediterranean world.
At some 4,500 years old, the harbor "predates by more than 1,000 years any other port structure known in the world," Pierre Tallet, Egyptologist at the University of Paris-Sorbonne and director of the archaeological mission, told Discovery News.
The harbor was constructed on the shores of the Red Sea in the Wadi al-Jarf region, about 112 miles (180 kilometers) south of Suez. The discovery was made by a French-Egyptian group from the French Institute for Archaeological Studies, NBCNews.com reports.
In addition to dock structures, the archaeologists found several anchors carved of stone, as well as storage jars, fragments of rope and pieces of pottery.
But what has archaeologists really excited was the discovery of some beautifully preserved papyrus documents — "the oldest papyri ever found in Egypt," Mohamed Ibrahim, Minister of State for Antiquities, said in a statement. The 40 papyri detailed the daily lives of ancient Egyptians during King Khufu's 27th year of reign.
One of the most intriguing revelations is the diary of a port official named Merrer, who helped to lead the construction of the Great Pyramid.
"He mainly reported about his many trips to the Tura limestone quarry to fetch block for the building of the pyramid," Tallet told Discovery News.
"This diary provides for the first time an insight on this matter," Tallet said. Other papyri describe the bureaucracy created by Pharaoh Khufu (sometimes called Cheops) and its control over the food — mostly bread and beer — distributed to port workers.

Monday, April 15, 2013

ULTIMATE EGYPT FICTION CHOICE? World's most extensive ancient Egypt range by single author

A lifetime studying ancient Egypt
       ANCIENT EGYPT. Roy Lester Pond's gateway to mystery and adventure thriller fiction... Escape from everyday reading...

Sunday, April 14, 2013

Ancient Egypt's Nefertiti - a James Bond girl?

Nefertiti and James Bond? Another author's admiration.

Ian Fleming, author and creator of James Bond, remarked that ancient Egypt's queen Nefertiti could step out in a designer gown and dazzle the beautiful people of today.

Fiction's Egyptologist notes this in The Ibis Apocalypse (No 3 in the adventure thriller series):-

Neues Museum, Museum Island, Berlin

“WHAT THE GERMAN people have, they keep,” Adolf Hitler famously responded when Egyptian authorities suggested that the famous bust of Queen Nefertiti in Berlin ought to be returned to Cairo.

Anson was standing among other admiring visitors in front of the bust of the iconic queen in a long gallery at the north cupola of the Neues Museum, when he recalled the Fuehrer’s response. The suggestions from the Egyptian authorities had risen to the level of rancorous clamour in recent years, yet there were still no signs that Nefertiti was going back to Egypt anytime soon. The queen’s image was everywhere, on postcards, in books and on publicity posters. Nefertiti had the pulling power of a superstar.

Was it James Bond’s creator Ian Fleming who’d remarked that the ancient queen of Egypt could make an entrance today in a designer gown and give the beautiful people a run for their money?

I never thought I’d agree with Hitler on any subject, Anson reflected, shaking his head in wonder at her beauty. The timeless elegance, lovely neck and airborne eyebrows produced a powerful effect on the beholder. If I had Nefertiti I wouldn’t part with her either.

Yet it was not always true that ‘what the German people have, they keep’ when it came to Egypt’s treasures, Anson thought, if there was any truth in the German informant's story about his grandfather’s returning of the Thoth Stela texts to Egypt...

Friday, April 12, 2013

6 Ancient Egyptian secret discoveries – (Video)

6 dangerous hidden discoveries (Ancient Egypt fiction series)

Egypt’s Lost Labyrinth (The Smiting Texts)
Hathor’s holocaust sun (The Hathor Holocaust)
The Stone Book of Thoth (The Ibis Apocalypse)
The hidden discoveries of the world’s Egyptologists (The Ra Boat Judgement)
A shattering eye-in-the-sky revelation (Egypt Eyes)
The Lost Library of Seshat (The Forbidden Glyphs)

The Secret Ancient Egypt adventure fiction series by Roy Lester Pond

Tuesday, April 9, 2013

"Word of Mouth"... Kindle ancient Egypt inspired adventure thriller fiction

Readers pass on the word about the Egypt adventure fiction collection on Kindle.... 
***** 5 stars, Amazon
The Smiting Texts
"I finished the book a few days ago and have the sequels in my hot little Kindle. Loved the book - such a great writer! It really fulfilled all my requirements for a great read. Knowledge of Egypt is astounding"Amazon reader

***** 5 stars, Amazon
 The Ibis Apocalypse 
5.0 out of 5 stars A pleasure to read. excellent!

“The author takes you in a wander trip to ancient Egypt and in modern times to a good thriller. Well written and wanting to read more...” Amazon Reader 

"Roy knows his stuff" - Goodreads

"Roy Lester Pond joins my favourite Ancient Egypt authors like Christian Jacq".

"A furious pace keeps the reader engrossed."

TEXT MESSAGES FROM ETERNITY (The Ra Virus)  ****stars Goodreads.

***** 5 stars Amazon UK

 "The Egyptian Mythology Murders"

'Love this genre" 

 The Egyptian Mythology Murders (The Mummy Isis)
A gem. "This is the story of Isis, goddess of Magic. An original, beautifully crafted piece of history taken to the streets of modern day London. Will Isis find her Osiris, will they rule the new world? Find out in this gem of a novel, both entertaining and educational, made for wanting more!"
- ABCme  Goodreads.

***** 5 stars AMAZON UK
"Good read, but different..."

See the Egypt range here

Friday, April 5, 2013

Confession: I write fiction about ancient Egypt’s unseen forces AND wrestle with a Christian faith

A terrible contradiction?

Here is a confession by an author who writes about Egypt’s supernatural forces in an adventure fiction series… and yet clings to some old fashioned beliefs.

A bit about me…

Like my British archaeological hero Anson Hunter, I call myself an Anglican. 

But God probably wouldn’t agree.

Like my archaeological hero Anson Hunter, I wrestle with a classical faith.

Unlike my hero, I do not sit on the fence as persistently as he does.

How do I defend my beliefs – and Anson’s?

People who disbelieve in the numinous – in a God, evil, unseen realities – generally think they do so as a result of superior intellects.


One thing is certain. They have smaller imaginations.

How do I explain my affinity with ancient Egypt?

It’s a mystery that goes way beyond logic and it’s an attraction that took hold of me as a small child.


That’s a bit hard to reconcile with faith.

The idea of being born again cuts across accepted faith and with the idea of Christ’s redemption once and for all upon the cross.

What would be the point of it all be if we were simply reborn again and again? If we can pay for our sins and achieve salvation through our own efforts, improving ourselves over many lifetimes, then the sacrifice of Christ becomes a nonsense. Hebrew 9:27 says And it is appointed unto men once to die, but after this the judgement.’

And yet… And yet…

Egyptologists rarely acknowledge the fact, but the Egyptians certainly did believe in a cycle of rebirth.

As the Greek Herodotus said: The Egyptians were the first who asserted that the soul of man is immortal... constantly springing into existence... and this revolution is made in three thousand years.

Have I been here in this place before? I’ve often asked myself this question.

And so, like Anson Hunter, I wrestle on…

Tut's Curse: The truth Egyptology denies (Egypt fiction)

On the anniversary of Tutankhamun's 'curse legend', an overlooked fact...

Egyptologists claim there was no actual curse written in Tutankhamun’s tomb.

But they forget that the tomb doors were sealed with clay seals bearing the imprint of a seated jackal above nine prisoners – the magical barrier of the priests of the royal necropolis. To break a seal was a crime against god and invoked a terrible punishment.

The devil god Seth was cursed for breaking a seal. You have opened the secret chest which is in Heliopolis in order to see what was in it, even it had been sealed with the seal of the 77 deities...the sun god Re will smite you on your head, he will destroy your soul.

 From 'The Forbidden Glyphs' - latest in the Anson Hunter investigative adventure novels (Kindle)


Thursday, April 4, 2013

Enter the mysterious recesses of ancient Egypt's sanctuaries in this fiction adventure series

Lioness goddess Hathor-Sekhmet in a hidden sanctuary

Fiction's archaeologist Anson Hunter theorizes:

Could the tomb of Sekhmet, of a neter, or divine one, actually exist, the remains of a goddess who once lived and died? 
We tend to think of a deity as someone immortal, existing outside of space and time, but the Egyptians believed that a divine race called the Neteru once ruled Egypt in an early epoch before the pharaohs. The Turin papyrus lists their life spans in hundred or sometimes thousands of years. All things die, the Egyptians believed - every man, every woman, every god, every goddess, every animal. Only the High God lived forever.
There is evidence that the sanctuary of Sekhmet may have been breached at other times of calamity in Egypt’s past, including the three chaotic periods known as the Intermediate Periods – hundreds of years of devastation, drought, famine, scorching sun and pestilence that spread beyond Egypt to the known world...

Except from The Anson Hunter series 
on Kindle 

Tuesday, April 2, 2013

A mysterious emailer 'Seshat' intrigues Egyptologist Anson Hunter... Egypt adventure fiction

Who is Seshat in 'The Forbidden Glyphs'?

Chapter 3
There was no getting away from Egypt even in Washington.

His view from the hotel room overlooked the Potomac River, the Lincoln Memorial, Memorial Bridge and the sky-piercing Washington Monument. His eye went up to the pyramidion on top of the monument’s obelisk, the tallest in the world.

Rameses would have approved.

A glassy ting from his laptop on a table announced the arrival of an email and he went to it, drawing up a chair.

He read the email, and then again.

Then he scrolled back to the top and clicked ‘text to speech’ and sat back as a female computer voice read the email back to him.

The female computer voice imparted a trance-like tone of an oracle to the words.

Dear Anson,

You can only know me by the name of Seshat.

This is my cover, the ‘veil that no man may lift’, as the Great Goddess of Egypt said.

 I am writing to you in secret about your search for a great secret of ancient Egypt.

I have followed your career, theories and spectacular discoveries as an alternative Egyptologist and I know you are pursuing your latest theory.

I also know your heart and why this search is crucial to you.

You have reached a stage in your career where you feel guilt about letting dangers into the world through your investigations. You are fighting a personal darkness and you long to leave some light to humankind, lost knowledge, all the secret wisdom of ancient Egypt.

I will be at your side at every step, watching your progress and helping you in every way I can…

Be on your guard. Others are also pursuing the discovery you seek, people who desire its secrets and power for themselves.

Seshat, Mistress of Knowledge

“Seshat,” he said in a murmur. “Mistress of Knowledge.”

Coming after his dream, the name produced a soft flutter inside his ribs, like a bird panicked in its cage, and before the critical faculty kicked in, his fantasies broke free and took flight.

Men called her their muse, origin of the word museum, others thought of her as the ‘white goddess’ of myth and poetry. She was the universal heart’s desire that glimmered like a ghost in the mind, inspiring bravery, creativity, achievement, sex and ecstasy.

Men would cross oceans, go into space or try to cure cancer for her approval.

Or they’d spend their lives searching for secrets of the past in the sands of Egypt as he had done.

She was always there in the corner of the eye, watching, judging and sometimes, rarely, smiling.

The Greeks called her Aphrodite, Artemis, Hera, the ancient Egyptians Isis, Hathor, Neith, Seshat…

Shakespeare called her The Dark Lady of his Sonnets.

Every man had a goddess and Anson had a whole pantheon.

Now I’ve got one who sends me emails, he thought.

It brought him back to earth.

No doubt the female who had written this email had done so calculatedly, looking to find just such a resonance inside him.

Someone is playing my song, Anson thought.

But who was she?

He spun through his memory like the pages of a teledex , picturing females from his past and present. The fluttering pages failed to pause on any and soon he was going through the same gallery again, women he had known from his investigations in The Smiting Texts, Hathor Holocaust, Ibis Apocalypse, Anubis Intervention and Egypt Eyes affairs.

None seemed likely candidates. A secret observer perhaps?

That only fed into his fantasy about a muse watching him from the wings of his life and that brought him right back to Seshat.

This was getting him nowhere.

He must draw his mysterious correspondent out into the open and shine a light on her.

Anson composed a reply.

Dear Seshat,

Have I attracted a cyber stalker?

Who are you and why are you camouflaged behind the leopard-skin dress of an ancient Egyptian goddess? How apt that you have chosen Seshat, the very goddess who is related to my latest theorising in my yet to be completed book The Seshat Source, which I have only just discussed with my Washington publisher.

You seem to know a good deal about me.

Could you have learnt this much about me simply by reading my blogs and books? I doubt it. That leads me to several possible, or some impossible, conclusions.

One, you’re a mischievous hacker who has invaded my personal cyber space with unknown intentions.

Two, you are the modern day incarnation of Seshat, the Silicon Goddess, recognised by many as the mistress of computers and the Internet and therefore ubiquitous, which explains why you know so much about me.

Three, you are truly the ancient Egyptian goddess of knowledge and writing herself and so I am known to you as an invader of your ancient architectural structures.

Or -- finally -- you’re someone who knows me uncomfortably well and wants to play around with my head. My ex-wife May, I wonder. No, while she has reason enough to torment me, she has an aversion to ancient Egypt. So which are you?

Goddess, unveil yourself, or I will file any further emails in ‘trash’ unopened!

He clicked ‘send.’ The email whooshed away.

Excerpt from 'The Forbidden Glyphs' - Egypt's Lost Library of secrets and technology. Trigger for a dangerous new age.