Time Masters is a fantastic, sweeping epic. In the year 3698, a terrible civil war is on the brink of erupting. To prevent unthinkable ruin, Dallan MacDonald must inherit the responsibility of being a Time Master - yet to earn the title he must earn the love of the nigh-otherworldly Muiraran Maiden. Stolen away as an infant and hidden in another time, she rejects the truth of her nature, and earning her love will be no small task! A race against time to prevent the destruction of civilization ensues, in this dramatic and absorbing saga of heroes, villains, love, and hatred. Midwest Book Review

This is the third edition of Time Masters Book One; The Call e-book.

Brace yourself! This thrill ride will leave the reader exhausted and crying for more in the same breath! Geralyn Beauchamp has penned the first book of what is sure to become a classic. Yellow30 Sci-Fi Reviews

Somewhere in the far and distant future ...

Get ready for one wild ride! The year is 3698 and an unknown instigator has the
threat of civil war not only brewing but near boiling! Dallan MacDonald, Time Master Kwaku Awahnee's pre-chosen successor, must now take up the office of Time Master to stop the culprit before war erupts and destroys the race of Men. Undaunted, Kwaku enlists the help of councilor John Eaton to tell the Seventeenth Century Scot of his new office and all that it entails. There are, however, a few slight problems. To become a Time Master, the unsuspecting Highlander has to willingly join with a Muiraran Maiden, a creature of incredible power who, stolen as an infant, hidden in another time, and now grown, must mate or die. To save her, Dallan must convince the Maiden of her true origins, then get her to fall in love with him. A small task compared to their impossible race against time! John's job is to make sure the clueless Scot is ready to listen to what is expected of him. And then, of course, talk him into it.

Meanwhile, in the latter half of the twentieth century ...

Shona Whittard had a lot. Everything she could possibly ask for, some would say. Except the freedom to run her own life and make her own decisions. Other girls her age were in their second year of college while she was still under her mother's and tutor Julia's educational thumbs. Other girls went to parties. Shona was stuck at home studying some ridiculous cultural etiquette Julia insisted she learns. She spoke 'proper' English. Something others teased her about. And she was well tutored as to what was acceptable for a young lady to do or say in not only the twentieth century but the fifteenth through nineteenth centuries as well. Other girls dated. Shona, not allowed to date, was jealous of the freedom of choice normal girls had.
Shona was just going to have to face facts. It was, after all, the logical thing to do. She wasn't some astounding musical sensation to be envied. She was a freak. Little did she know she was so much more.

And little did any of them know of the evil that wanted to claim the Maiden for its own ...