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Patrick awoke refresh and satisfied. He noticed Adam not beside him and glanced at the clock. It was an hour past Adam’s work hour. Being as his apartment was above his office, Adam made sure he kept a tight schedule so not to neglect his place of business. Patrick rose, feeling the chill in the air and tugged on the top from last night moving to the closet. He stood barefoot wearing one of Adam’s tee shirts in front of a two door closet that was a quarter size of his walk-in closet at his penth
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Adam woke with high spirit, smiling at the sleeping body beside him. Patrick laid on his stomach naked under the sheet, his loose curls draped across his cheek and forehead. Move-in day was upon them. By the end of the week Patrick would be his 24/7. Before rising, Adam kissed the still lips and eased from the bed, not wanting to wake his sleeping aristocrat. He showered and dressed going to the kitchen setting the timer on the coffeemaker before taking the back door to his office. A takeout cup
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They arrived at the restaurant on time. They checked their coats, Patrick excused himself for the men’s room.. Adam approached the maitre d’, middle age male dressed in clothes high stander as the patron. “Good evening, sir. Name?” he said, while taking in air. “Adam Potter.” “Potter,” he exhaled while checking a large ledger with rolls of name a few with checks beside them others with slashes through the whole name. His finger slid along the rolls of names until he landed on A
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As the forensic crew work on Paul Riser remains, Artie and AJ look over his studio apartment. “Let’s see if I got this,” Artie said, wearing latex gloves and holding his note pad. AJ listened as he searched through papers on a desk. “We have a single male living…” nodding his head. “… moderately well for an entrepreneur suddenly does a header out his front window. Why? Money problems? He has expensive taste for clothes and watches. I saw three Vintage Rolexes on the dresser.” “Will
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Patrick dressed alone he didn’t trust Adam to keep his hands to himself. Adam waited in the living room, pacing and checking his cell for messages to make sure there was no problem with their reservation. He had his jeep washed and detailed and his tank full. Checking his watch, he realized they need to get going. He grabbed their coats from the closet. The leather quarter length his assistant Justin bought him for his birthday and Patrick’s designer, one of a kind wool coat. “Hey Pa
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Paul went to the bank and withdrawn the cash to pay Detective Potter for his service. He returned to his residence to pack a few things for his stay at a hotel until Adam finds out who killed Peter and prevent the same fate from happening to him. He put the retainer fee in an envelope with a note with Adam Potter’s name. Paul wondered if the police discovered Peter’s body yet. The video feed sent to him played out the horrific last moment of his friend’s life. He denied access to upload the file
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Adam’s workday was ending soon. He would have to shower and dress for his and Patrick’s date. He made the reservation at a posh restaurant he knew Patrick would love. Adam wanted to make their evening special so Patrick didn’t have second thoughts on moving in with him. He made the final notes to his investigation he would conduct tomorrow after he received his retainer from Paul. A knock at his door caught his attention. “Come on in Justin.” The door opened, but it wasn’t Justin wh
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The Detectives arrive on the scene and recognized the familiar place. They headed to where the body laid. They hid the gruesome scene with a white sheet and surrounding officers. Both men removed latex gloves from their pockets and slid them on. They’re greeted by the first responders. “Has anyone touched the body?” Artie asked. “As far as we know, no,” said an officer who name tag read Baxter. “Who found it?” “Jennifer Green, she owns this bar.” “Where is she now?
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The car Patrick’s father had sent to bring his son home entered the vast property. Patrick stared out the passenger window as the car pulled up to the main staircase. He waited as his door opened. “Welcome home, young Valdez,” said Shilo. “Shilo,” he said, climbing out of the car. “It’s good to be home.” “Your parents are in the library waiting for you.” “Thank you. Are you escorting me?” “No, I have other duties to perform on the grounds.” She too
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Adam returned to his office feeling optimistic. He entered and found Justin being chatted up at his desk by a familiar face, but he couldn’t place the name. Justin caught sight of his employer and sat back in his chair. “Welcome back, boss.” “Justin.” The 5 foot 9 male was African descent, with a shot trim hair, sideburn, and clean-shaven his attire casual. When he rose to face him, Adam realized where he met the man. “Detective Potter.
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Adam had been seeing a therapist since he returned from his childhood home. Nightmares tore him from sleep, drenched in sweat. His decision to ask Patrick to move in with him was impulsive, but he stood by his choice. “Adam.” Doctor Amanda Grieves sat in a nearby chair holding a notepad on her cross knee. “How are you sleeping?” Adam sat in an armchair facing her. “Those pills you gave me are helping, but it’s hard to wake up in the morning.” “Are you still dreaming?” “No
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Detective AJ Chance sat at his desk, fixated on his computer. He hadn’t noticed his partner in work and relationship, Detective Artie Cutter leaving and returning holding a cup of coffee and an energy bar placing them on AJ’s desk. The aroma of the drink caught AJ’s attention as his eyes drift to the drink. “That’s just what I needed,” he said, grabbing the mug and taking a sip of the hot beverage. “And I got you an energy bar because you skipped breakfast.” “How do you know I
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Hang on it's going to get crazier. Thanks
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They are odd aren't they?
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A soothing hum engulfed the room as soft lights from the opening shades flooded the space. A single body laid in the middle of a king-size bed under a plush duvet. He released a deep sigh awaking from his slumber as a door opened and an A.I named POE rolled in balancing a breakfast tray with two French crepes filled with fresh fruit, a cup of coffee made from beans grown in Indonesia costing $160 a pound, and two cell phones. Patrick Valdez shifted under his blanket before raising a single
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The mixology club resided in an up-and-coming neighborhood inside a steel warehouse. The group ended with everyone sampling each other’s brew and tasting the master blends. Peter Tork put his heart and soul into his distillery. Receiving rave reviews for his beer, he named Killer cold. Once a week he held a class for the novice who wanted to start their own business or try something new. At the end of class, Peter waited for his students to leave before putting on his coat and grabbing his shoul
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Chapter 10 - Blooming relationship
keyisfake commented on Avangelion's story chapter in Chapter 10 - Blooming relationship
I'm glade they got together and Dom getting Anikin to say in words that they were boyfriends was so cute. The conversation between Dom and Sean was priceless. I say Don should be the bottom. Nice chapter. -
Okay first, Hotpot and pancakes with Ice cream? YES!!! I making that and I loved these two together. They are wonderful together. I can't wait for them to become closer. Yes on this chapter great job.
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Wow such a time line jump. And that's not back. The story is about the two step brothers so that was good. I like these two characters and how they interact. I 'm going on to read more now. Like the reviewer said above I did see some errors but over all I love the idea.
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Years ago I came that close, but the thought of who would raise my kids jumped into my mind. Life is still a struggle but I decided to focus on my kids and pour my anger and sadness into my writing. I write a lot. Deep story, thanks for writing it.
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I wanted to cry, and I think I will after I write this. It's so sad that socity scares people in behaving the way it wants them to, and not letting them live the why they should. I raised my children to embrace anyone different. Because I, was always the different one. Growing up I couldn't find anyone to share that with until I got older. That's why I express my feelings and hopes in my stories. I tell them to be who ever they want to be and live their lives to the fullest. My daughter is living one of my dreams, to travel, and one day I'll be able to pick that up again. Great story you have a real voice.
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Scars Upon the Mountain Top
keyisfake commented on DynoReads's story chapter in Scars Upon the Mountain Top
As I read this I could see myself standing and watching it all unfold. Wonderful play on words. -
I loved Ethan's nervousness around Galen. Frist days when their right at so cute no matter what age you are. And their first kiss was adorable. Great chapter.
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Roger to me is very self-absorbed in work and what his needs are for sex is from Josh. Josh seem to be tolerating him and not questioning Roger's snatch and grab behavior. Roger would have to do something bad right in front of Josh to convinces him to break up. All I see is Roger is a workaholic, a rude flirt, and likes quickies. Just because Josh met someone who gets him doesn't mean he should leave Roger. Which I know this is leading to. Nice job. Won't stop reading.
