August 28, 2025

by Wendell Sweet (Author)  Format: Kindle Edition

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Her mother… Jaquan couldn’t find her mother. The frantic searching only intensified the growing terror. The air filled with the stench of blood and the chilling metallic tang of death. The Cro-Magnons, with their superior weaponry and seemingly ruthless efficiency, moved like a tide of destruction, their spears flashing in the darkness. They were taller, leaner, and faster. Their weapons were more advanced; longer spears, sharper flint blades – weapons that seemed designed for efficient killing. The Neanderthals, while possessing immense strength, struggled against the Cro-Magnons’ relentless assault and superior strategy. Their close-quarters fighting style, which had served them so well for generations, was overwhelmed by the range and precision of the Cro-Magnon spears.

The sounds of the attack were horrifying – the sickening thud of bodies hitting the cave floor, the sharp crack of bone, the choked gasps for air, the desperate cries for help. Jaquan pressed herself against the cold cave wall, her small body trembling violently. She watched, helpless and terrified, as her world crumbled around her.

The fight was short, brutal, and utterly one-sided. Within minutes, the struggle ceased. The cave, moments ago alive with the sounds of fighting and fear, fell silent, an unnatural stillness settling over the scene. Only the crackling of the dying fire and Jaquan’s ragged breathing disturbed the heavy silence. The smell of blood hung thick in the air, a suffocating blanket that clung to her nostrils and choked her lungs…

A young Neanderthal girl is orphaned in a brutal attack and left to survive on her own. This is her story of how she survived, set on the European continent 45,000 years ago…

Amazon.com: Jaquan: Child of the Neanderthals eBook : Sweet, Wendell: Books


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This is Sentul a track that someone sent to me and I modified to work in Rad. This is not a bad track at all, some thought was put into the design and so it is very drivable. #Track #DellSweet #Sentul #3DRoadCourse #directx

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This model is designed and rendered in Direct X. The ZIP file also includes the maps and graphics as shown in the images below. #3DModel k #dellsweet #directx #Donk

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This is a Plymouth Duster in off-road form. The Duster would have been a good platform to build an off-road machine with and this is my concept of what it might have looked like after they added 4 wheel drive and a full frame roll cage and then a lift kit with 35s.

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A long version of the Baja Duster, I drive it on a few tracks and also show the model in the app and the images for it…


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This model is designed and rendered in Direct X. The ZIP file also includes the maps and graphics as shown in the images below. #3DModel k #dellsweet #directx #Donk

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This is a Plymouth Duster pickup truck concept machine in off-road form. It is a what if Chrysler had joined the Pickup/Car market like everyone else did and made something unique. The Duster would have been a good platform to build it with and this is my concept of what it might have looked like after I got one, added 4 wheel drive and a full frame and then a lift kit with 35s.

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This model is designed and rendered in Direct X. The ZIP file also includes the maps and graphics as shown in the images below. #lopoly #landscape #3ddesign #3droad #3DLand #dellsweet

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This model is designed and rendered in Direct X. The ZIP file also includes the maps and graphics as shown in the images below. #3DModel k #dellsweet #directx #Donk

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This is a Plymouth Duster pickup truck concept machine in street form. It is a what if Chrysler had joined the Pickup/Car market like everyone else did and made something unique. The Duster would have been a good platform to build it with and this is my concept of what it might have looked like.

This model is designed and rendered in Direct X. #3DCarModel #directx #dellsweet

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The Brass Hand Frank Morgan is headed to a small New York town to find out what has happened to a reporter friend of his. A small thing, in the scheme of things. He is not even sure there is a real need to be concerned… At first anyway… But it seems like there may be much more to his friend’s disappearance that it seemed at first. Murder greets him and the mystery deepens from there. #Mystery #Crime #KU #Readers #DellSweet #Amazon #Thriller

by Wendell Sweet (Author)  Format: Kindle Edition

Book 13 of 13: Glennville

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A look at the town of Glennville. Bobby, Moon and Lois are the central points of this book, but they will also introduce you to their parents, the Sherif Kyle Stevens and some of the other town locals that make Glennville, Glennville. They are trying to spend the summer enjoying the beauty of the upstate New York town, camping, adventures, all the things three eleven year old kids could do for a summer in 1969. But Glennville is no ordinary town and there is always something else going on…

The Black River was more than just a geographical feature; it was a whispered legend in the hushed corners of Glennville, a dark, sinuous promise on the edge of their ordinary lives. For Lois, Bobby, and Moon, it represented the untamed, the exhilarating unknown that lay just beyond the familiar streets and the oppressive normalcy of their days. Summer had settled over Glennville like a thick, humid blanket, but beneath the languid heat, a different kind of energy was building – a shared hunger for adventure, a yearning to push the boundaries of their small-town existence. The river, with its murky depths and shadowed banks, beckoned with an irresistible allure.


It was a place where the predictable rhythm of Glennville seemed to break, where the rules that governed their lives felt distant and irrelevant. The hushed reverence with which the older kids spoke of its hidden coves and treacherous currents only fueled the younger ones’ fascination. They’d seen glimpses of it from the dusty backroads, a dark ribbon weaving through overgrown trees, hinting at secrets the town couldn’t contain. Lois, ever the observer, had always felt its pull. She’d imagine the smooth, cool water against her skin, the quiet murmur of its flow as a counterpoint to the constant hum of her mother’s worries or the distant roar of the mill. It was a space that felt entirely their own, a canvas for the adventures their limited world couldn’t otherwise provide.


Bobby, with his boundless optimism, was the first to voice the nascent plan. He’d arrived at Lois’s doorstep one sweltering afternoon, his face flushed with excitement, a hastily drawn map clutched in his hand. The map, sketched on the back of a discarded flyer for a long-forgotten town picnic, depicted a rough, ambitious route to the furthest reaches of the Black River accessible by foot. “Lois,” he’d panted, barely containing his enthusiasm, “We have to go. To the end of it. The real end.”

Glennville – Kindle edition by Sweet, Wendell. Literature & Fiction Kindle eBooks @ Amazon.com.


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This is an Indy type car I built to use as an Indy Road-course car. This is rendered in Black with no lettering, White and Red with Lettering, and Blue and Gold with lettering. The lettering map is easy to remove. The white with red version is used in the below video…

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by W. G. Sweet (Author)  Format: Kindle Edition

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In the ancient past a cro magnon girl child was born and promised in marriage to a distant related tribe. She has come of age, sixteen and will now be escorted across several hundred miles of wilderness to her soon to be mate in the distant tribe.. Hunters and a medicine woman will accompany her. Once there she will begin her new life and face whatever lies ahead for them…

The early morning hours were a symphony of tearful goodbyes. Her father, Torvin, pressed a sharpened flint knife into her hand, his rough touch a silent vow of protection, a final extension of his guardianship. Her mother clung to her, her body trembling, whispering prayers to the spirits of the sky and the earth, her voice a fragile thread against the encroaching dawn. And then there was Anya, her younger sister, who pressed the small, intricately woven charm into Elara’s palm, a tangible symbol of their unbreakable sisterhood, a silent plea for remembrance and for safety. These moments of profound, genuine affection and heart-wrenching sorrow served as a bittersweet counterpoint to the cold, political necessity of her journey. They were stark reminders of the deep, personal cost of the alliance being forged, not through love or shared desire, but through the life of one young woman.

Before the small caravan began its solemn march, Lyra drew Elara aside, her ancient eyes holding a universe of understanding. She presented Elara with a worn leather pouch, its surface softened by years of use. Inside, nestled amongst dried leaves and carefully tied bundles, were an assortment of herbs, each meticulously labeled by scent and touch, a testament to Lyra’s profound knowledge. “Remember, child,” Lyra’s voice rasped, ancient and steady as the mountains themselves, “the greatest strength lies not in the sharpness of the spear, nor the swiftness of the chase, but in the resilience of the spirit. Observe, learn, and always, always trust your instincts. The earth speaks to those who listen, and its wisdom will guide you through the darkest of times.” This final exchange, a precious legacy of wisdom, emphasized the profound importance of inner resources, the enduring power of knowledge passed down through generations of women, a silent promise of guidance even in the face of overwhelming external pressures.

Accompanying Elara on this arduous journey were two of her clan’s most seasoned hunters. Kael, a man whose silence was as vast and deep as the plains they would traverse, his presence a constant, imposing sentinel. And Roric, younger, quicker, with a scar etched across his brow that spoke of past dangers faced and survived. Kael’s role was paramount; he was to be Elara’s primary guide, her unwavering protector, a guardian whose vigilance was said to be unmatched. He rarely spoke, his focus entirely on the intricate tapestry of the terrain, on the unseen threats that lurked in the shadows. His quiet intensity, the unwavering focus in his steely gaze, was a constant reminder of the wildness that lay before them, a stark testament to the seriousness and inherent dangers of the undertaking.

Amazon.com: A promise across Ancient Terrains eBook : Sweet, W. G.: Kindle Store


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#3DModels #3DCarModels #dellsweet Wastelands 11. This is a tube-built freight hauler. Fast. V10 methane powered. Room for a driver and a gunner and a large cargo or just supplies. This was built from pipe and welded up a skin from a desert runner truck was hung to give it some aerodynamics. The result was stuffed with a methane powered V10 and fitted with a 4 wheel drive drivetrain and lifted. Large tires finished it out and it was set out on missions in the Wastelands. This model is designed and rendered in Direct X. The ZIP file also includes the maps and graphics as shown in the images below. https://www.wendellsweet.com #dellsweet #3dcarmodel #3dmodel #3ds #fbx #directx


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