Weekend Writing Warriors 2 June 2019 (ER, LGBT, PA, SF)


“Oh, never mind all that,” Captain Botterill snapped. “I tire of listening to the pair of you arguing so melodramatically. Why don’t you just admit that you still want to fuck her, Paraji?”
“It is not so!” Paraji protested. “I despise everything about her. She is fatally flawed. You, Abigail, you are perfection. The darkness in your soul has the power to wipe the Cosmos of the wretched plague of weakness and debauchery currently infecting it. With my power at your disposal, all will be cleansed and made austere by your command.”

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This snippet is taken from Carnal Invasion XII: Paraji's Prisoners, available now on Kindle.


3 comments:

  1. Paraji sounds like a rather evil character. His praise of Abigail makes me wonder about her, too.

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  2. Paraji is intriguing, and sinister.

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