This book is the key to the Kingdom of God within you and all that read it will be changed forever. The time has come for you to finally realize how powerful you are. This is the most important evolutionary leap that you have made since you learned to talk. This is the book you have been waiting for. Welcome to your future.

We are a group of beings who preside over the Council that has many members from all over the Universe. We are here to give you the opportunity to have first contact. We are excited to meet you in person. We have ships that we wish to gift you. As a species you are ready and this next stage is the most exciting time your World has ever seen. It is only now as the Worldwide quarantine on your Planet is lifted that we are able to contact you on a more obvious level. You have only reached this point very recently and we are pleased that this can now be a two-way communication. You are ready to travel the Galaxy. These books will show you how - Welcome to your future.

The 4 year journey of Celestine Star, founder of the "Galactic Earth Council" (GEC) and the GEC members. It reveals a major unfoldment for humanity in meeting in the high mountains of northern California where they experienced contact with our Ultraterrestrial ancestors, called the Star Kin. In this epic story, Celestine tells her life story of how she became a Extraterrestrial contactee at an early age, which prepared her to found and lead the GEC "Skywatch" ceremonial circles as a guide and ambassador to the High Spiritual Council and the Galactic Star Federation. The Galactic Earth Council book opens the doorway for all of humanity to know and understand there is a reintegration taking place on earth. The "Reintegration", as the Star Kin call it the process wherein humanity will once again become part of the greater galactic family of beings that exist throughout this solar system, our galaxy, and the cosmos. Come discover how a few staunch citizens of earth became some of the first to make contact with the Ultraterrestrials on a regular basis for 4 years and continue to have positive and enlightening relationships with their galactic Star Kin.

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The original, classic Guardians of the Galaxy return! Vance Astro, Yondu, Martinex, Starhawk and Charlie-27 fight to save the 31st century from the Badoon. But they soon discover an even worse threat! Time is collapsing, the very future is in danger, and the only possibility of salvation relies on the Guardians’ shoulders. But as the team finds themselves caught in a deathtrap, and Vance encounters a Guardian that has been wiped from all memory, they must find a doorway into the past to save the future — and that means striking a deal with the most dangerous being in the galaxy! Even with allies like Star-Lord and the last Nova, can the Guardians meet their greatest challenge: not just guarding the galaxy, but saving the universe? Collecting Guardians 3000 (2014) #1-5 and material from Guardians of the Galaxy (2013) #14.

'On Guard' is the 3rd book in the Galactic Council Realm Series. Lt. Phelan Oscar Piran is on a forced 30 day shore leave on Planet Tres. While on leave, he uncovers a government in rebellion, but the revolution goes far beyond the secession of a single planet. He needs help. Fortunately, a team of Special Navy Operations' operators are also on forced leave. 'On Guard' runs the gambit from mysteries concerning an ancient war, to harrowing escapes, space battles, Druid loyalties and a war no one believes possible. 'On Guard' is an adventure encompassing a Galactic Empire, Space Cats, Martial Arts, Marines, Navy Aviators and Aliens. 'On Guard' is the 3rd book in the series and along with 'On Station' and 'On Duty' tells the continuing story of Phelan Oscar Piran and the Galactic Council Realm.

In the Military, if you screw up, you either get busted or promoted. Sergeant Phelan Oscar Piran, formally of the Galactic Council Marine Corps, discovered that both can happen. If it wasn't enough trouble being the oldest Ensign in the Galactic Council Navy, call sign J-Pop, he's getting pulled back into the Clan's business. He's not a Druid, having failed the Ritual, but he is a member of the Clan. "Piran right?" Keitaro asked while cracking his knuckles and rolling his shoulders, "You know that my Commander on the docks is pretty pissed at you." "Along with a lot of other officers," I replied, "He'll have to stand in line." "I don't think so," he said moving so fast I didn't have time to block the jab to my chin. My head snapped around and his fist in my ribs dropped me to my knees. Perfect, because his knee caught my chin, I flew back, and landed on the hardwood decking. Now I had a splitting headache, hurting side and there was a ringing in my ears. "That enough for your officer?" I mouthed not sure if the words actually came out. "Not near enough," Keitaro sneered. I think, I mentioned that he was a sadistic fighter. "Get up, I haven't even worked up a sweat yet." He stood back and I climbed to my knees trying to clear my head. In a hand to hand contest, he out classed me like a thousand to one. If I stood, he'd put me down again. The young sailor from the gel track finished and quickly gathered up his stuff. When he passed the nearest exit, I was puzzled. He looked familiar but I was too fuzzy to place his face. "I haven't got all night Marine and there are a lot of moves I need to practice," my assailant said. Well, it wouldn't matter if I showed up at the trial a beaten mess. Before I could push off the deck, a pair of fighting sticks came sliding to within an arm's length from my hand. The young sailor had done me a favor. The fighting sticks were made of heavy wood. There were two of them and while not cutting weapons, they were hard hitting. Did I mention that my parents were Druids? from an early age, our Clan's kids played with fighting sticks. "Hello friends," I said scooping up the heavy sticks. "I'm not your friend," Keitaro said misunderstanding my words. "Not you," I said standing. I swing the sticks around in a pattern. He lowered into a fighting stance while I increased the speed of my motions. "There are nine angles of attack," I said stopping the movement. "Head strikes, left and right," I said demonstrating. "Elbow strikes again left and right," I continued by showing the strikes to the elbows of an invisible man. "Knees, left and right. Vertical up strike to the center of the body followed by a downward strike also to the center of the body starting with the head." He was bouncing now getting ready to launch his attack. From this distance, I figured it would be a kick. His right leg shot out snake quick but I'd been waiting for it. I stepped into the kick so it just brushed my hip. I drove the point of my right stick into his stomach. "Basic strike nine is a jab to the center of the body," I said. He was muscular so the jab didn't do any damage but it did back him up a step. Perfect, two quick strikes to his neck disrupted the blood flow to his head. Then, I was all over him with basic strikes before he could recover. As he moved left, I hit him on the right, he dodged right and I hit him on the left. I had a lot of bottled up issues that night and I should have ended it quickly. Instead, I began a series of patterns, quick strikes that flowed from one stick to another with almost no time between hits. The faster I moved the more blistering the damage to my opponent. I've got to give it to him, he didn't go down fast and so he absorbed a lot more then he should have. Finally, he dropped into a fetal position and screamed, "Stop, please stop." I stopped, leaned down and said, "Are you sure, I haven't even broken a sweat yet?" "Yes, enough." Did I mention that my parents we