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Thanks mate! Crossing my fingers that I get the readers interested after I finish this. I still have a long way to go.
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Sorry but he's currently busy with James Bond. They're currently doing some physical gymnastics. I'll leave it at that. 😂
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But it's a large ba-ney-ney. We don't want Albert choking on one do we? 😂
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Yes. You got that right. This is the end of the world and the protagonist is currently whore'ing himself to clients. I better inform him that he has a deadline of some sort for saving the world.
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Oooh. Damn it! 🤣 I've been found. In my previous novel, I had to pull back most of, er, erm...well, my very descriptive mind, so the way he was narrating the story as a 1st-POV was very limited. I also had to consider that it was a romantic comedy for mature readers. If I wrote that story in the same style as I'm writing this one, that would've taken me around 200k words. I had to stop at 90k for the sake of being readable, and I didn't want to spend too much time on it. I told myself I'll go crazy with my next one (this novel). Not too much though, just enough to keep readers interested, I hope. I hope that answers your query.
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BOOK I: The Daily Telegraph Friday, August 25, (REDACTED) FRONT PAGE FRENCH ENVOY SAID TO BE INVOLVED IN THE DEATH OF FRENCH DIPLOMAT PARIS, August 22—Wesley Carrion, the French ambassador working on a unilateral integration of European missile defence systems to address North Korea's long-range threat, was murdered by several bullets to the back and chest. The unilateral integration was intended to defend European allies from emerging Iranian and North Korean intermediate and lo
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PROLOGUE: The creature was dying, and so was I; both were swallowed whole by the ocean. Like an ungainly animal urgently attempting to escape an impassable bog, the freighter dove into the roaring surges of the dark, furious waters. I held onto my stomach as the crimson cascaded downward, sprinkling the ground with a sea of red. It poured forth into the small opening outside this shipping container, where I hid against the shrapnel lodged in my sternum and the bullet I ha
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Greg Danvers, a former London police sergeant now a part-time waiter, tends to his ten-year-old son and his paraplegic father. Forced by poverty and desperation, he becomes a “high-class escort.” Swept into life as a spy and brushed into The Agency’s path, guided by his handler, Jean de La Fontaine, with the help of the mysterious Nathaniel Worthington, he learns his only chance of safety lies with their help. What begins as a duty to serve his country becomes a need to answer an urgent desire, as Greg finds himself torn between two very different men, in two irreconcilable lives wading through sex, secrecy, and espionage.
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True. I feel bad for Damien. He's being cockblocked by recreational drugs. 😂
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CHAPTER 17: FAVORITE COLOR It was 6:38 PM when we got to the pier. We missed our ride. With no available cash left from paying the P5,000 fine, I only had enough for us to take the boat ride home. So I was mad. Really mad. We were sitting on a concrete pavement on the side of the road with only the moonlight and some streetlamps in the corner to light the way. My arm was over his shoulder as he slept on my chest. He was plonked out and snoring. Sinking my eyelids shut, I waited for th
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I have a thing for green-eyed leads with pulchritudinous features who are full-on dipshits. Although in the current story, I'm writing, one of them has brown eyes. And yes, my eyes are blue. Although it doesn't hypnotise, more like, it traumatises those looking into it. "Don't look...I have sore eyes, *bares fangs*"
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Hahaha. That's funny. 😂 Also, there's no Filipino in this chapter. Were you referring to past chapters? I'm confused by that commentary.
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No Nice Strippers, The Full Seven Inches
LJCC commented on LJCC's story chapter in No Nice Strippers, The Full Seven Inches
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Albert's trying to get a family deal for his paid excursion. He's smart enough to pretend he's sick. I love your theories. I guess you better start reading to find out the truth. 😁
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No Nice Strippers, The Full Seven Inches
LJCC commented on LJCC's story chapter in No Nice Strippers, The Full Seven Inches
Aww. Thanks. 😆 Next episode is going to be very spiceeeh! 🤣 Prepare some lube--I mean, snacks, cause you're going to need all the popcorn. -
No Nice Strippers, The Full Seven Inches
LJCC posted new chapter in Desafinado: Slightly Out of Tune
CHAPTER 16: NO NICE STRIPPERS, THE FULL SEVEN INCHES "So what do you want to do next? We still have a couple of hours left before the next boat ride." We were in the city, standing in front of Puregold, a supermarket chain that sells wholesale goods, where we had just been dropped off from our tricycle ride. We were planning our next destination when Albert said, "Let’s just hang out somewhere to pass the time." "There’s a coffee shop nearby." "I might fall asleep if I drink- 4 comments
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Hahahaha! 😆 Yeah, I'd say they're great together.
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Yeah, they're on the first date stage. The dreaded first date stage. 😊🤤
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CHAPTER 15: SOMEONE THAT LOVES YOU I accompanied Albert to his doctor’s appointment in the city. We left the island at 5 AM and got to Puerto Princesa before lunchtime. The check-up was quick and simple. They let him cough inside a tube to examine his lungs, and that was it. I was worried at first, but it seemed pretty generic to ensure his lungs were healing perfectly and that there weren’t any bacteria that had formed. His results came back negative. And as his doctor advised, "Nothing t
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Tell your husband to fill your whole with his void. That'll liven him up. 😆 But thanks.
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Thanks mate. I was honestly teary eyed when I wrote the part where he died. I was like, why am I writing this? This is too sad. But at least, I got wreck other people's emotion. That's a yay for me. 😃
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CHAPTER 14: ...KEEP BREATHING London, Late fall… The rain dampened the skies, while traffic and the blaring honks of motorists rushing to work drowned out the streets. Inside Apartment 23 in Covent Garden in downtown London, I was at my friend’s apartment, thoroughly searching inside my wallet for a man’s number written on a scribbled note. Her manager, her boyfriend, and my very close childhood friend, Troy, gave me the number, hoping to set me up on a blind date that was bound to ha
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Haha. These are just my ramblings. I have 180k worth of these short stories but I'm too lazy to edit some of them. Thanks for taking the time to read this. 😀
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Promise. It will be a treat. HIhihihi.
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Yes. Next episode is going to be the 1st POV recollection from Albert's point of view. It's fairly long so... Enjoy. 😁
