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Jack Murtagh struggled to heave his ample weight out of the chair. He glared at Danni with his beady brown eyes and pointed a stubby finger at the young man's face. "I dunna no ken what ye do in yer free time and I don't ken if ye're at the sauna getting buggered in both holes, but when you come to work yer shift while I'm here you better be clean and sober. Do you understand?" Danni nodded, face blank. "Yes." "Good. And where the bloody hell is yer friend? I ken what's happened to him a
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After speaking with my mother I decided I would go into the city. After all it was my eighteenth birthday...it was meant to be special. I called a cab and had it take me downtown. There was a new club I'd heard about for gay men, called The Harbinger. Up until today I had no interest in going. Big crowds, bright lights and loud music weren’t my kind of place to go and have fun. But my curiosity was getting the best of me. Through the window I had a perfect view of the city's skyline. A pane
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Mikael stood to the side and watched as Skot and Auberbach took their turns with Calvin, watched them thrust into him and fuck him until he was bloody. To watch someone forcibly be fucked was almost hotter than raping someone itself. It was too cold to pull his cock out until it was time for his own turn - which was soon, very soon, because he was next - so he contented himself by rubbing himself through the thick material of his pants. Auberbach grunted, thrusting into Calvin one final time
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Calvin was worried about Danni. For the past few days he’d barely said two words, going about his work at the processing plant with a dazed look on his face. He cleaned the stalls of the animals and picked the fruits and nodded and grunted whenever Calvin spoke, but Calvin knew he wasn’t really paying attention. It reminded him of the look Calvin’s mother, Lucia, got when she’d taken her daily dose of morphine. It was impossible to say how well he knew Danni. They’d only known each other f
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I wasn't good at parties. I could hold my own socially but inside I always felt like my skin was crawling and my head would explode - even at my own birthday. The people around me were strangers with familiar faces, stand-ins for a movie. They provided the illusion of me having friends - and yet every one of them was connected to my father. They either worked for him or with him in one way or another. They were here at the request of my father, men and women who didn’t know me from Adam.
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I edited the description where Mikael recalls going to the brothel. I wrote that chapter months ago and forgot how graphic the description was. Thank you for bringing it up.
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Mikael Mannu wasn’t sure how long he stood in the middle of the Jacuzzi before awareness returned to him. It could have been seconds, it could have been minutes. It was as if a black chasm had opened up inside of him, sucking out the awareness of space in time, his sense of place, his sense of self. There was only a sense of desolation that no words could describe. What did he do to me? For a long time he looked up at the ceiling, his eyes wide, his lips parted to show his gums, teeth, a
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The first few weeks of Danni’s new life were like purgatory and he was the ghost who shrouded himself in silence, only speaking when spoken to. He didn’t leave his quarters unless he was working a shift at the processing plant or getting food. When he went back to his quarters he slept like the dead and ate little. He realized he was going through the typical symptoms of depression. There were nights when he snapped awake in the dark, listening to the miserable shrieks of the wind outside
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For Danni, walking out into the cold was like traveling from one world to another, though the worlds weren’t really all that different. The clinic had been cold and sterile, and his first glimpse of the planet was much the same. He’d picked up pictures from the minds of Natalia, Dinah, and the staff of the clinic but what those images had shown him could not prepare his other four senses for the experience. The air was frigid, caressing his cheeks with fingers that turned his face numb; his
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An excerpt from Danni Aamodt’s memoir entitled, Holes in the Earth (leaked) I am not the first Danni Aamodt, but the fifth. I live within the shadow of the first four; it hovers over my head like a blackened cloud, forever reminding me that I am the end of the line - and a disappointment to those who have come before me. It started with Danni Aamodt Sr, the original founder of Aamodt Corp. He started out as an inventor, a man who came from nothing. Though I do not want to bore you
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Hopefully. I'm currently working on Chapter 19.
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For the first three days after coming back from the dead, Danni Aamodt couldn't move, not even to lift his head. Consequently, he was fed fluids through an IV; any time he tried to hold up a fork his hands shook uncontrollably. The head of the clinic, Natalia Patel, often checked on him. She was a short dark-skinned lady with expressive eyes; the tattoo on the side of her face marked her as a member of Clan Wuxia. So far everyone Danni had seen had the tattoo on their face - she’d held up
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Redemption5S77: The Pavilion Everest Evreux watched The Closure drop out of the sky. He knew he should be impressed. The Closure, with it's sleek design, was far more advanced than the obsolete technology he'd grown up with his whole life; if it wasn't for the hangover he might have felt the child-like thrill that passed through his fellow tribesmen when news of the arrival of new prisoners surfaced, but at the moment it felt as if an ice-pick was being driven into his skull. Too
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On The Closure, approaching Redemption5S77… After eighteen months on ice Hanno Vasaliev’s muscles were still sore from atrophy. This was after three days of lying in a vat full of yellow-green liquid that looked like runny snot meant to build up those muscles after a long period of nonuse. Still, despite the burn in his thighs each step brought him, he couldn’t help but feel the same level of excitement a child going to an amusement park might feel. He came to the end of the long,
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Danni Aarmodt is exiled to Planet Redemption, a penal planet. Surrounded by Earth's worse criminals and jagged glaciers, Danni must not only learn to survive the cruel planet's treacherous inmates, unpredictable weather, and psychological affects of isolation but the ancient evil that has been dug up from underneath the ice and awoken.
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Sorry for the confusion. I accidentally posted chapter 2 twice and unpublished it.
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Just then a blood-curdling howl split the air. Lane recognized the sound immediately; it made the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end. I don't think I'll ever be able to forget that sound. "Wolves," he said. He went over to the window and pulled back the drapes. Night had fallen. The only thing he could see moving in the dark was the white flecks of falling snow. He was about to head into the kitchen when something jumped at the window. The beast clawed at the glass, fogging it wi
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Thank you. I appreciate that. It's been a tough couple months and I went through a period where I simply couldn't write...Thankfully I gained my superpower back.
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Lane lunged down the hallway, terror rushing through his body like an unpleasant drug. He could hear the creature behind him. Every time it screamed in rage, he thought his heart might burst still beating out of his chest. The hallway which he ran down was familiar and alien at the same time. This door here was the bathroom, and the door after that was his bedroom, and that door over there was the guest room where Nora had slept when she'd traveled from Indianapolis to see him. But the wall
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The cave smelled of things that had been tucked away in the dark for too long: dusty, moldy. Damp, chilly. Carlos felt his nostrils flare, working to adjust to the smell. Already he yearned for the fresh, piney smell of outside. The darkness was thick, absolute. The beam of the flashlight illuminated the sides of the tunnel, and the ceiling, with stalactites hanging down like pointed teeth. But the darkness before them was impenetrable. There was no telling how long the tunnel went on for.
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The headlights bathed the snow-covered road in ghostly yellow light. Snowflakes smeared across the windshield before being swept away violently by the wipers. The snow was falling rapidly now and it was hard to see. The fir trees on both sides of Donovan Road were nothing more than shadowy outlines, vague. Carlos might have been the only person in the world. He gripped the wheel tightly with his gloved fists. The tires hit a slick patch of ice. The vehicle tried to swerve to the right, towar
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Lane stood in the audio room, watching Carlos and the stranger through the glass. The stranger, the man who had gone through great lengths to try to kill him, sat with his hands handcuffed. Nichols stood in the corner of the room as an extra precaution; he was wearing a new pair of pants. The stranger blinked, watched Carlos, but said nothing. Carlos was the one who did all the talking. It was quite clear the stranger had no desire to answer any questions asked of him. He still had blood on
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Carlos was exhausted. It had been a long day - a long couple of days and there were no signs that things were going to calm down. He wanted nothing more than to crawl into bed with Lane, cuddle up, and sleep through the rest of the day. He could still sense the deafening silence within the police station. He didn't want to hear it, be a part of it. The demonstration with the rats had been a terrible risk on his part. He shuddered just thinking about what might have happened if Lane hadn't b
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I unpublished the duplicate chapter. Hopefully they'll delete it soon.
