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[rnewsome1983-blog]

You killed Kevin? Why not the manager? The bitch had her door marked.

[the-book-diaries]

Some people care too much. I think it’s called love.

A.A. Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh (via the-book-diaries)

[rnewsome1983-blog]

Have you ever had one of those days where you can't decide if you want to risk federal prison by calling in a bomb threat at work so you can stay home and sleep?

[rnewsome1983-blog]

Furcas wandered through the maze in the back until he heard the moans. He walked into the tent where Tony had Bridgette on a table. Tony noticed him and smirked. He slid her down to bend her over so she had to look at Furcas. He motioned Furcas to come closer. Furcas moved halfway across the field.

         “No, step up to the table, sir. Unfasten your pants when you get there. What do you think dear?”

         “Yes, please,” she begged.

         Furcas walked over and lowered his pants. Bridgette reached for his cock and started rubbing it. Once he hardened, she ran her open mouth down his shaft. He felt Bridgette start to suck as her head bobbed. His hand gripped her hair to force her to maintain the pace. Tony sped up his thrusts to keep up. After a moment, Furcas felt it build as he moaned.

         “Harder,” he whispered. Bridgette responded as her pull strengthened. Tony pounded her from behind causing Bridgette to hum. Furcas couldn’t hold back anymore as his load spilled into her throat that she swallowed. Tony began to come behind her forcing her to orgasm. Her mouth opened as she moaned louder.

         Furcas pulled his pants back up. “You’re needed on stage.”

[rnewsome1983-blog]

Writing

I grew up with a love for books that I developed all on my own. Each new story, each new bit of information, I felt a hunger burn brighter. I had to know more. Fast forward to January 2017...I found myself in an interesting situation.  An idea for a story began to blossom beyond my usual short story. I was three chapters into my first novel. *Mind Blown*

I finished and published that novel in June. The second book was underway, however, my mind wouldn’t shut off. Everything began to branch from my series. An entire universe developed. 

Now it’s the end of January 2018. I am working on book three, a serial killer novel, a Young Adult fantasy, and a children’s novel. So I hope to have something for almost everyone soon. 

Until then, please check out The Rise of the Fallen series on Amazon. Son of the World and New Gods are waiting. Thank you for letting me ramble.