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The Darkest Knight #5

Helmine sneered. She’d created Otto Wagner, one of the most powerful businessmen in the world. A man who, when she met him, had been a boy with stupid, dismal dreams about being a carpenter in Europe.

The Darkest Knight #3

They hadn’t seen the attack coming. The area, supposedly, had been secured, but Julien had picked up the missiles headed their way right at the last minute. Giorgio still didn’t know if all his comrades had been able to escape the roof and walls caving in on them.

The Darkest Knight #2

Mo grabbed a blade from the back of the changing table to her left. “Please step away from my baby,” she ordered. “I don’t want him to get your blood on his new onesie.”

The Darkest Knight #1

Mo played with one of Aleksi’s little feet, keeping a count in her head of how much more tummy time he had left. “I know this.” She put on her best a Russian accent. “I was trying to make better.” He smiled. “You want other baby.” “Not so soon.” “Your mouth saying Russian words, using Russian tongue . . . it will give you other baby.”

The Darkest Knight – Online Series

My "After The End" online series returns in one week with the newest installment: The Darkest Knight. “You think to leave you, Bez, is easy?” His brow rose, pushing the scar that slashed through it into his hairline. “I do not like to be away from you.” Mo played with one of Aleksi’s little feet,... Continue Reading →

The Rules of The Game: Episode 008

“Austin!” Cason grabbed Austin’s hand and used all his strength to pull back on the limb. “Come on, man!” Blood spotted Austin’s undershirt, smeared his knuckles. “You want to try it again, Matt?” His voice carried throughout the silenced locker room. “You want to try sending pictures of your dick to my wife again?” Cason released Austin’s arm. “What? Are you serious? Man, Austin. . .do your thing.”

The Rules of The Game: Episode 007

“Austin!” Cason grabbed Austin’s hand and used all his strength to pull back on the limb. “Come on, man!” Blood spotted Austin’s undershirt, smeared his knuckles. “You want to try it again, Matt?” His voice carried throughout the silenced locker room. “You want to try sending pictures of your dick to my wife again?” Cason released Austin’s arm. “What? Are you serious? Man, Austin. . .do your thing.”

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