Category: EC: Battleground

Here is approximately 100 – 150 words from a randomly selected original piece for your enjoyment. These samples can include excerpts from my all my WIPs and my Eternal Curse Series, but only as works in progress (not the final products). These samples of published and unpublished works are protected under the U.S. Copyright agreement.

Eternal Curse: Battleground chapter 3.1 (wip)

Mira was the only aspect of my life that couldn’t be controlled and I adored her for it. Every day I felt I was becoming more and more this other person, this other being Bletsian, but I wanted to be Giovanni for as long as I could. Mira was the only link to my humanity and I thanked mercy for her daily. My feelings for her grew stronger; it was as though she had a power over me that even she was unaware of. I didn’t lust to conquer her spirit or ravage her body. I didn’t lean towards evil, but I loved her the way a man loves a woman, and I clung to that knowledge and love daily. With Mira, I was a real man, almost human.

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Here is approximately 100 – 150 words from a randomly selected original piece for your enjoyment. These samples can include excerpts from my all my WIPs and my Eternal Curse Series, but only as works in progress (not the final products). These samples of published and unpublished works are protected under the U.S. Copyright agreement.

Eternal Curse: Battleground chapter 3 (wip)

Mira and I began to seek out others that might know of someone or even be someone like me, though we really didn’t know where to begin. We set up an anonymous inbox account so we’d be able to communicate with people all over the world, without the fear of revealing Sinclair Manor or ourselves. With the addition of very expensive and exclusive network protection, keeping our anonymity was the least of our worries.

For months, we dealt with psychotic and delusional ranting from all sorts of people who’d been hurt, were grieving, or were misguided throughout their lives. There were just so many lost people out there wanting to be found, and so many who didn’t care by who or by what. It was almost sad seeing the hopelessness of the world from a vantage point I’d never previously recognized- the hurting and misguided masses of ordinary everyday people, the same people I once and sometimes still envy.

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Here is approximately 100 – 150 words from a randomly selected original piece for your enjoyment. These samples can include excerpts from my all my WIPs and my Eternal Curse Series, but only as works in progress (not the final products). These samples of published and unpublished works are protected under the U.S. Copyright agreement.

Eternal Curse: Battleground chapter 2.2 (wip)

At that point, I too was crying again. Dad held us both in his arms and simply stared at us. He looked at us as if he was witnessing a miracle. He was in awe and amazed that we were there with him.

It was becoming more and more difficult for me to look into my father’s eyes without confusion and discomfort. There I was, twenty-two years old and he only looked to be a few years older than me. In all those years, he’d barely aged. I had always been daddy’s little girl. I never wanted to acknowledge the fact that I knew one day, I’d grow old and he’d outlive me.

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