ALLOUETTE is a book series about two strong independent women who have no boundaries. There is action/adventure, violence and travel. They long for sisters, experience different kinds of love, mental illness and sexual risk taking. Nicci Bleu is placed in an orphanage. Her priest later becomes her boss and paramour. Nicci wonders if there is more to love than Father Michael. She has been asked to save another woman, Jordin La Toi, who could also be her half-sister. Nicci's life becomes one of searching for lasting love amidst missions of death and intrigue.
With a whoosh and a crack, the door slid open and the intruder stepped
He quietly closed the sliding door behind him and secured the worn
He stood there barely breathing, monitoring and expelling each breath,
waiting for his eyes to adapt to the darkened sleeping car with an
intermittent starlight source finding its way inside through the oval
He reached down slowly and pulled the buckle on his thin black belt. His
pants fell to the floor. He stepped out of his well-worn flip flops and
lifted each foot up through the cotton blend khaki trousers. Standing
with his hands on his hips, he did not move a muscle. In his mind, he
was standing there smoking a cigarette taking in the whole view. He
watched the bottom bunk on his left as he reached down and removed his
black briefs. He let them fall to the dirty floor as if they would never
be picked up again.
He stood there in his tank top admiring his reflection in the berth
window in front of him. The lighting was not perfect but between shadows
falling on the train's outer hull, the reflection presented a young
Asian man with the face of an addict who was severely challenged by acne
and the lack of personal hygiene.
Slowly bending down, he learned forward like a hunter stalking his prey.
He was trying to get a fix on the breathing in the lower left bunk. He
stood there for several minutes waiting. Waiting. Then he struck. He
jumped on the lower left bunk with his legs spread pinning the bedroll.
He started throwing punches at the top of the bunk where the pillow was.
After the second blow to the pillow was delivered, the Lioness dropped
onto the lower left bunk. She pulled the plastic bag from the newly
dry-cleaned pillow over the head of the intruder. Nicci immediately
twisted it tight, then grabbed his skull from the back with her strong
hands and slammed it against the aluminum headboard attached to the
The intruder summoned every minute amount of energy and strength he had
and fought back flailing his arms which were too short to reach his
executioner from behind. He ran out of breath rather quickly and sucked
his last gasp out of the dry cleaning bag literally inhaling the bag
inside his mouth and throat.
As he got weaker, his arms dropped to their sides. Nicci reached around
and squeezed his esophagus tightly bringing his final judgment to a
close. The last thing the intruder saw in the window was his neck and
head being partially held up from behind by a nearly naked
large-breasted woman as his eyes started popping red hemorhages inside
of the plastic wrap. In shock at his reflection, of being chocked to
death from behind by a gorgeous woman, he saw his life fade to a close
and unfortunately his own death.
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