Chapter Eight: A Foretaste of Damnation He must have thought he killed us both. He should have. I am Anne. I betrayed my husband. And in the end I was unable to stop my betrayal. He found out, of course. He killed my lover. He almost killed me. Then he killed himself. No. I killed him. I know. I have no right to live on. But I do. I could annoy you wit...
I swam inside the oversized fluffy hotel bathrobe, feeling warm and tingly from head to toe. I was sore from last night, but in a good way. I felt sexually sated. It had been a wonderful worry-free night that the glaring sunlight assured was over. Jared ordered room service and we ate breakfast picnic-style on the softest bed I'd ever slept on in my life. I...
Fuck Mountain, huh? A place for you to fuck away all your problems? That's a laugh, because there's only one problem I have, and that is my dead wife. No way I'm ever going to fuck that problem away. Maybe if she was alive I could fuck her away. Maybe I could cheat on her by fucking other people so much that she'd leave me. That would technically be fucking...
"Freddie, you have a visitor." The orderly escorted me out of my ward and delivered me to where there was a reporter looking to do a story for the local newspaper. "Please to meet you," he said sticking out his hand. Immediately, I didn't like the guy. He looked like snot. "Hi," I said not shaking his hand but looking at him in his suit, tie, and topcoat...
I swept Katie into my arms and kissed her. My mind twisted in confusion and then desire. Then she tried to push me away and I remembered that she hated me. It was like an ice bath over my head, and I reluctantly let her go. "What are you doing here?" she gasped, her face flushed. I put on my blank face, my eyes turning to granite as I shoved my emotions de...
1.1.4 Monitored *1978* Selene had spent the last half year in the Caribbean to recover from having become a widow again. Husband number twenty-three had left her a yacht, but apart from that, just like his predecessors, had failed completely. Selene had spent every night with him, but he had not been able to make her pregnant at last. And like all her husb...
Dear Readers, Here is the next installment of the McKenna/Winters pack. Enjoy, KemMyst ********************** Nick returned to the compound with Lorna, Grant, and Rose. He was happy to note the bodies had been removed although they could still smell blood in the air. Darkness was falling. They went inside to the smell of food and Emily sitting at the t...
"We have to go," I said. If I thought the evening was going wrong before, it was nuclear-war-level wrong now. I shouldn't have killed Carter. I was a dead man walking with no way out and no way to fix it. This was about as wrong as an evening could go. Katie stared at Carter, then at the body, her eyes going back and forth between the dead. I kicked CJ awa...
Even now, sitting in the cold and uninviting interview/interrogation room with CIA agent Kristina Bellman and her diminutive Asian-Canadian counterpart, Canadian Security Intelligence Service agent Victor James Lee, I can't believe some of the things I've seen and done. The tall pretty blonde American woman in the smart business suit fixes her steely blue ey...
Ahmad Dekhtah and his men hit the road at dawn, leaving the pickup where they had slept. Ahmad had come that way many times, to go and fight around Kabul, so he knew there was a hut near the road in that zone. And he thought that if the medic and the two Russians had seen it, they likely stopped there for the night, though he could not be sure they were real...