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PROLOGUE

Rajeev had another hard day at his office. He was sad and gloomy as he drove towards his house. The weather was cloudy and it threatened to rain. It was quite dark even though the sun was still out. He looked up at the sky and noticed that clouds did seem to have a silver lining. For the first time in the day he relaxed. His boss was going away for nearly a month due to medical reasons and he had time to relax.

Things had started getting worse at the office once hiss boss, Mr. Rawat,

Glen Potter was about to have a day that would rock his world. Something was about to happen that was so sudden, so unlikely and unexpected that even when he got home that night, he still couldn’t quite get his head around it.

He had started a window cleaning round when he lost his job with a firm of builders for ‘borrowing’ a couple of bags of cement.

He didn’t really mind, as a single man of twenty-four with few responsibilities it just meant he was now his own boss in

Ok, so here’s the deal. My name is Marissa Adams, I’m 18 years old and I am a maid at a hotel/casino in Las Vegas. I’m not complaining, pay’s good, my co-workers are great and I meet very interesting people and a few stars. Just last week Shaq was staying in the NBA Suite. But that’s no where near the best part of my perfect job.

My boss, C.J. Well, everybody’s boss you’d say. He runs the casino. I knew him before I started working here. My ex-affair

For as long as I can remember, my best friend has always been this guy named Brian. Brian has always been the fastest guy at everything we did. So much so, that in order to keep up with him you had to chase him. After a while, that’s what we all started to call him. Chase and I did every thing together, even if I had him by two years. Over the years, our family’s got close as we got closer. By the time we got to high school, we were calling each other’s mother mom.

My mother,

Millicent Burton, Milli to her friends and co-workers, leaned back in her chair, stretching her arms back to release the tension that had been building in her shoulders all day. The financial report she’d drafted was due tomorrow and she wasn’t going home until it was completed.

At 44 years old she’d risen to the top of the company she’d started with as a young woman and as joint acting C.O.O she still had a lot to prove to the men who’d put her there.

More so than

I’m pretty much a creature of habit. At my age, you tend to be. I mean sixty is not ancient, but for sure I am no callow youth any more. Matter of fact, I only have one enemy: the fucking mirror! I pass a window on the street and see that reflection staring back at me? Don’t know him! Inside I am still that thirty something marathon runner, dad and husband.

My wife of thirty four years died two years ago. I still have my business, the kids visit from time to time or I go see them. I

Naresh got on to the bus that was going to the small town that he had been posted to. Lakhanpur, a place he had never heard of, was eons away from the urban environment inhabited by him prior to his present course in life. Naresh was going away for the first time from his parents who were in Delhi, a place he had spent a good part of his life in. They had provided him with a reasonable amount of money in order that he never felt any immediate need for it till his first salary.

Naresh was

Just a taste for all those who dig the sickness in my mind. It will be a while before I can complete my new stuff as I have things in my life coming up to take my time. But it is time that will hopefully recharge the mind’s eye and focus it to a better level than before. To those of you waiting patiently for Becoming the Dominus 4 it is under construction and will hopefully be out soon. Enjoy this little tidbit if you will and feel free to enjoy it. By the way this is a work of fiction so

When he died she thought her world had come to an end. He was only 42,the same age as herself and he had battled with his illness bravely for the past 6 years. She had been the devoted wife, nursing him, caring for him, always there for him.

He had been her first real boyfriend. They had grown up together in a quiet country village, dated and then married and lived all their married life on his family farm.

Their lives were quiet and uncomplicated. Devoted to each other. Their courtship was

My name is Keith and this is a true story that happened to me last winter. I’m 20 and this was a few weeks before my birthday while I was visiting my parents during the holiday break in December. It was three days after Christmas and my father had just left for a month overseas which left me and mom and my 18 year-old sister Teri. I was out catching up with friends (actually, I was trying to fuck my ex because I hadn’t been laid in 4 months and I was horny as hell).

After a few futile hours it