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I reside in idyllic Newport, Rhode Island along with my two fur babies. Two incredibly precocious Chihuahuas bent on ruling the planet, and I believe they are getting close. Oliver Winston and Victoria Alexandrina know they at least rule me. They seem to spend their day causing trouble and making my life just a little more exciting than it already is. I have begun to write LGBTQ+ romance, action/adventure. As well as a smattering of paranormal romance thrown in for good measure. I have just begun my official writing career, although I have been writing plays and scripts since I was in grammar school. So, come along for the ride! I promise some thrills, chills, lots of laughter and, fun, and some utterly amazing original characters.
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Charles, Teddy, and the group of local men stared at Clemy, Alec, and Rafe in awe.
“Quora, who the hell are these people?” One of the African men asked angrily.
“Don’t worry, gentlemen. I know these people, and they will pose no trouble. Please let us
continue with the deal,” Teddy said, in his thick Chinese accent, trying to placate the group of
“I don’t think so!” one of the smugglers said, raising his pistol.
The three other men also took their automatics out and pointed them at the small group.
“Hang on, hang on. Just put all the weapons away before someone gets hurt.” Charles said,
his Bronx accent rough.
“I don’t—” one of the smugglers started to say.
Rafe moved like lightning, and each of the smugglers crumpled to the ground, dazed, and
“Told you,” Charles said apologetically with a shrug.
Teddy took in the groaning smugglers. “Well, Godson, you’ve brought trouble with you
once again,” Teddy said with a grin. “Come here and hug your godfather.”
Alec stepped over to Teddy and embraced him with a tight squeeze, lifting him off his feet.
“Ah! Clemy, my dear! I see you are accompanying my troublesome godson and his protector
this time. I hope they haven’t given you too much trouble.”
“Teddy!” Clemy almost squealed as she dove down to hug him.
“Well, Rafe my boy, do I get a hug?” Teddy asked.
“I think a simple handshake will do for me, Mr. Quora.”
“Great Buddha, you wound me. I told you before, you are family; call me Teddy.” With
exaggerated formality, he shook Rafe’s hand and went in for a quick hug. Rafe offered the faintest
“What happened to you? Tell me you’re the reason for all the sirens?” Teddy inquired,
turning back to Alec.
Alec’s grin faded, and he glanced at Clemy. “Our guide, a connection at the local Praesidium
outpost, was trying to help us investigate something. And—this Erebos woman and her New
Watchers got him.” He was unable to keep a quiver from his voice. With the heat of battle cooling,
he was starting to feel shaky. All the feelings he could set aside in the heat of battle were rushing
back, and he was full of regret, dizziness, and guilt.
“Well, what do you want to do with these idiots?” Charles asked, pointing to the knocked-out smugglers on the ground.
“Leave them the gold ingots, and let me see the package please, Charles,” Teddy said,
shaking his head.
Charles dropped the small bag of gold ingots onto a man’s chest; he groaned, letting out an
“Oof” but was too dazed to protest more. Charles hefted a small, tightly wrapped package and
handed it to Teddy.
“Ah, let me see that,” Teddy said smiling widely as he began to carefully unwrap the
“How have you been, Charles? How is Romana doing?” Alec asked shakily.
“I’m doing fine. As usual, your Godfather is trying to get me killed. As for Romana, she’s
back at the Lo-sze, overseeing everything as usual.”
“Uncle, what is this all about? What are you doing in Africa?” Alec asked.
“Oh, just another useless artifact for his collection, as usual,” Charles said disgustedly.
“As usual, Charles, you have no sense of artistic merit,” Teddy rebutted. Teddy finished
unwrapping the package to reveal a heavily jewel-encrusted jade statue of a pug.
“A pug?” Clemy asked quizzically.
“Typical,” Charles said flatly.
“Ah, not just a pug, and not just a statue. But this is from the court of the Dragon Emperor
himself.” Teddy held it up high and smiling.
“Qin Shi Huang, the first Emperor of China?” Alec asked excitedly.
“I do not mean to interrupt this family reunion, but may I remind all of you we are still
possibly being chased by the New Watchers?” Rafe firmly alerted everyone to their immediate
“Who is chasing you three? Did you say the New Watchers?” Teddy was suddenly very
“How do you know about the New Watchers, Uncle?”
“Do you think if I know of your Praesidium, I don’t know of your enemies as well? I’ve had
some small run-ins with them.”
Alec inhaled, pinching the bridge of his nose. “We really need to speak on this further,
Uncle. Especially about Mum and Dad.”
Teddy stared at Alec, frowning. “Then you know?” Teddy asked sadly.
“To a certain extent, but I’m sure ye can fill me in on the whole story,” Alec retorted.
“Now is not the time, gentlemen.” Charles voice rose with concern.
“Come with me. I have a way out of the city. Charles, run ahead and prep the chopper.”
As Charles ran off to Teddy’s personal Airbus H175 VIP helicopter, Rafe and Clemy glanced
at each other.
“We’re going to head after Charles,” Clemy said uncomfortably.
“The chopper is just through that alleyway, Clemy.” Teddy fidgeted.
“We will see you there, Alexander. Don’t take too long,” Rafe said concerned.
As Clemy and Rafe walked away, Clemy looked back to see the two men staring each other
“Godson, let us go now. I swear I will tell you what I know when we are in a safer place to
speak,” Teddy implored.
“Tell me one thing, Godfather. Why didn’t ye tell me anything when we were in Malta? You
knew then I was involved with the Praesidium.”
“It was not my place to tell you of your parents in that capacity, Alec.”
“If not you, then who? Does Rose know?”
“About the New Watchers, I’m not entirely certain, and it wasn’t my place to inform her.
Troubles seem to tag along with such knowledge.” Teddy let out a sigh.
Alec kicked some loose garbage and stones into a nearby building’s wall. “Mhac na galla,” he
“I am truly sorry, my boy. Please, let us go,” Teddy implored again.
As Alec turned to face Teddy, tears flowed down his cheeks. “Are you with them, Uncle?”
“With who, Alec?”
“The Praesidium? Or the New Watchers?”
“No, my boy. I am with only myself,” Teddy answered with a sigh.
“How can I even trust…” Alec tried to say. “Olabisi, and his staff, the townspeople…”
It began to sink in at that moment: the cruelty, the senselessness of the violence. He broke
down, weeping for the lost lives.
Teddy grabbed Alec and hugged him tightly. “Come along, my boy.” They walked away,
towards the helicopter and safety