Truths & Chains – Chapter One

A/N: I’m so sorry to be doing this again. Hopefully this rewrite sparks something that the others haven’t, but my relationship with writing had been off for a very, very long time, so I can’t make any promises.** NOT EDITED Chapter One A vibrating cell phone clattered against… something. Vito Minetti cracked open an eye,Continue reading “Truths & Chains – Chapter One”

Teaser: Searching for who the hell knows

A/N: I don’t have a chapter of The Surgeon ready for you just yet, but I wanted to thank the two people who have donated to help keep the website up and running. I’m about 18% of the way there now! If you’d like to help make sure I can keep posting free stories forContinue reading “Teaser: Searching for who the hell knows”

Announcement: Website Renewal

Hey, guys I hate making an announcement about this, but I’m officially in crunch time. My website renews for about $125 on the 13th of this month, and I need help covering it. If you can donate anything at all, it’s greatly appreciated. If 22% of my Wattpad audience donated a dollar, I’d be there.Continue reading “Announcement: Website Renewal”

Surgeon – Chapter One

NOT EDITED Chapter One Thursday: January 2, 2020 8:00 AM; CLINSTONE POLICE DEPARTMENT, LIEUTENANT MYRA COOPER’S OFFICE “I’d like to be the first to welcome you to Clinstone PD, Mister Austen.” Lieutenant Myra Cooper brushed a lock of blonde hair out of her face, brown eyes brightening as she smiled and held out a hand.Continue reading “Surgeon – Chapter One”

Surgeon – Prologue

A/N: Let the rewrites begin! NOT EDITED Prologue Wednesday: January 1, 2020 12:00 AM; MINNESOTA, NEW YEAR’S PARTY He had been studying her for weeks. She had been a backup, just in case something went wrong with the other girl. She was a spare. Like waiting for a tire to blow out, she had beenContinue reading “Surgeon – Prologue”

Fighter 13

NOT EDITED “I’m gonna die.” The older man snorted, shaking his head. In the same Spanish tongue, he said, “You ain’t gonna die.” Luca Gutiérrez looked down at his bruised hands, running a thumb over the still-healing crack across his knuckle. “I’m not a death match fighter, Papa. I don’t know… how to do it.”Continue reading “Fighter 13”