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Original Publish Date: 
Apr.13.2011

TWO SISTERS, Mary and Deloris, each with four innocent virgin daughters are traveling down different paths of self-dest

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"However, there is no trace of her arrival or departure to the mainland after leaving the interstellar Space Elevator platform. Based upon our agency receiving a copy of the diary, we are reopening its investigation for crimes committed against United States citizens, which violates the treaty between the United States government and the planet Ainavlysnart."

"What is very strange, all the girls and me were prescribed and supplied birth control pills. In the letter of instructions, Nilived stated this was a precaution for all females, because if found pregnant would void the trip and their contract."

"I must find Deloris Namath. I hope that she is still alive and made it to Earth, because I need a talking head to back up the diary; Sharon pulls out a legal pad and begins to write.

Norman chuckles, "I intercepted the letter this morning before the mail was picked up and all Senators are under suspicion to be a sleeper, until we know the names of the politicians, which has gone traitor to the cause. Senator Larry Craig is believed to have gone rat against the conspirators, after a dinner party and a three day cruise on the Aphrodite Star; his wife mysteriously went into a coma and died."

"I needed a good dose of nepenthe right now, I know these contracts are our DEATH warrants, however, I owe it to my country to uncover their treasonous plot to infect the United States with a Human Vampiric Virus."

"Deloris and my girls were dressed in evening dresses and both of our families were announced first as new citizens to Ainavlysnart and Alucard City."

"It's poetic but truth hurts, because that is what I am, a whore for a chance to be a vamp that is wealthy and debt free."

"I finished putting on my make-up and looked into the mirror as I gently guided the blood red lipstick over my plump seductive lips."

"I wondered and pondered, in what I would be doing at this very moment on Earth?

"It hit me with reality in my internal time space continuum, in understanding the very same thing that we do to each other and call it capitalism or being a team player, because each and every one of us, in some way or fashion is a type of whore to another."

 
"Why aren't you licking your canines, knowing these so called guest is going to devour our daughters and Deloris's daughters' innocence at a price that her parents has ransomed them to the devil's son, Tnuoc, for his guest sexual pleasure, in the name of an experimental research project?"

"Tnuoc throws Calvin across the room and goes over and bites into his neck and sucked his life's blood that Calvin took from another innocent virgin squatter's placenta. After Tnuoc sucked Calvin dry, he ripped out his jugular vein from his neck and spinal cord, instantly killing Calvin. He wipes his mouth with a bar towel from the bar, where Calvin's lifeless body was in a bloody heap."

"This shadowed wizard figure, let us call him DEATH, he comes over and sniffs your crotch and neck too, but before he does, he wills you to spread your legs, by waving the scepter in a V shape. Your legs automatically spread apart. He goes over with the scepter and inserts it in your vaginal opening and the scepter lies there on the bed, between your legs, and deep up in you for the first part of the ceremony. It's creepy."

"It reminded me of two dogs hooking up, where the male dog has a solid nut like muscle that keeps him from unhooking until the job of excitation is completed. In this whole process, fear engulfs my body, from the top of my head, to the tip of my toes. A frozen adulterated fear beyond understanding in the realization that my sexuality was going to come face to face with DEATH."

"Once the copulation is resumed, DEATH inches closer and closer to laying on top of me, his breath smelt putrid like a stench of decaying flesh, but more pungent; I have never smelt this odor before, but the fear that engulfed my body, kept me from throwing up."

"I had the most exhilarating orgasm that I have every experienced, with DEATH. I screamed so loud that the wind from my scream blew out some of the candles. I was still scared shitless, but DEATH is giving me an Orgasm like the one a buzz saw goes through teak wood. "

"Sharon, the Vice President Alvin T. Gore is a Caucasian Irish Catholic from Boston Massachusetts. He too was backed heavily by the Lexitalionis Party, but not supported by the wealthy elitist. Gore ran against Marshall in the primary and came in second, instead of running head to head, they decided to join forces and the Vice President privately hopes Marshall would slip on a banana peel and break his neck."

"Alucard has in our country, a 750-foot ship called the Aphrodite Star, including a Hughes helicopter. A fleet of 12 Huey 10 passenger jet Helicopters, 10 Leer Jets and a private airport in San Francisco and a fleet of 22 Limousines. He owns approximately eight hundred million dollars in real estate, all over the United States. Some would say he has more money than any sheik in the Middle East."

Norman Kennedy, "Mr. President, Miss Rodriquez, the ambassador to the planet, which suffered a recent attempted rape by the hands of Subucni. She is cooperating with the government; we got around the clock security on her, Ms. Rodriquez currently incarcerated at an undisclosed location as a material witness and a possible defendant. If a Grand Jury returns an indictment, an arrest for the crime will follow."

"Norm, sometimes we must know when to cut our losses and when to hold our cards for a win. The investigation and surveillance of the suspects derailed for over four months before the Presidents Briefing, we had media leaks, bad guys tipped off on search warrants and arrest warrants. The Grand Jury sequestered in an undisclosed location wants evidence and an active time of investigation results for evaluation to return a bill of indictment or a no bill. They are isolated and frustrated with the government's effort to push the investigation to a close. The President has threatened to pull the plug on the financing and asset support for the investigation.

Norman says, "I know that Mary Stancela financed this palatial estate with some of the gold bullion and when I can prove it, I'm coming back here and lock you up for aiding and abetting, conspiracy to overthrow the U.S. government, Treason, Money Laundering and anything else I can tack on to your miserable ass."

"Tell Ray, thanks for the speedy response. 'Norman hangs up with the U.S. Attorney's secretary and calls the shadowing team. This team is handpicked and nobody is aware of them. The shadow team has been shadowing the FBI surveillance teams, which are shadowing the bad guys. Norman knows someone is leaking information and have suspicions of the parties responsible for burning the FBI surveillance teams."

Stark said, "Tnuoc he is a vicious one and he can change into all kind of creatures, rat, moth, fox, wolf, owl and bat. He can creep up on you so fast." Stark begins wringing his hands and breathing hard. He was sweating and shaking. Thank you agents for being concerned, I'll be careful and watch around every corner for Tnuoc.' Stark usher Norman and Sharon out the door and on the porch and an owl screeches in a tree, in front of the house."

The copter pilot responds to the radio call, "Go ahead Fairbanks." The choked up voice chimes the news over the air of global silence. "Air Force One was shot down in the Middle East and there is no survivors, the President is dead." The pilot, Norman ,and Sharon were stunned about the radio transmission that the President, John J. Marshall is dead.

"Roger and Wilco, message received Fairbanks. 'Sharon begins to weep and Norman is tearing up. Namath shows no emotion at all."

"Roger and Wilco, message received Fairbanks." Sharon begins to weep and Norman is tearing up. Namath shows no emotion at all.

Sharon remorsefully sighs,"I can't believe that he gone."

Norman said, "A great man, he will be sorely missed."

Namath said, "He was a Moslem nigger and good riddance." Norman reaches over Sharon and punches Namath in the mouth with his fist. "Whack --- Pow!"

Norman said, "Rednecks should be seen and not heard."

"It disturbed me that I still can't sleep and after the tragic DEATH of the President, he talked about killing a President, but he did not name any particular president. He talked about poisoning the drinking water with HVV and taking over the world, by becoming the Secretary General of the U.N., in 2040."

"Tnuoc bought the patent from Rayborn for three billion dollars. He owns the patent to cure HVV, the extraterrestrial virus he is trying to spread and infect Earth. Is not that a fine kettle of fish, as my Louisianan family would say? I am from Baton Rouge Louisiana."

Agent Sharon Marlow said, "How is it different from regular sex?"

Rodriquez said, "When you have regular sex, you feel drained and disoriented. Vampire sex, it opens the 20% of your brain that we do not work under normal conditions, I can communicate by telepathy and move things with my mind."

"They were so in love. He died saving her life too, but he gave me some papers that he stole from Htillil's files that contain a folder called 'Operation Judgment Day'. Norman and Sharon's mouths dropped like someone turned on an electromagnet and their jaw was a steel yap. Sharon looked at Norman, Norman looked at Sharon, and they stared a hole in Stark."

Fellow Planet Arians,

 

"I had a dream, while lying in a damp crypt, waiting for sundown, where I could begin to hunt for my next prey to bloodlust their life's supply of blood and where I may satisfy my appetite for the human element of blood. It came to mind, a big if of sorts that a planet existed that I did not have to be in a damp crypt and could live amongst my food and feed as I wished on whom ever I pleased to dine, as a mosquito does.

"No more being hunted down by society, because I am hungry to feed and lusting upon a beautiful young girl of puberty age to impale her sexuality. No more worrying about where my next meal would come from in my sport of the hunt for a supple voluptuous morsel of a child or the brisk romp with the likes of a virgin, while I legally dine in style and pump life into her sexuality, to feed on, for another day of pleasure and survival. Both go hand in hand, but does this type of utopia exist?"

He dismounted the fine Philly and Tnuoc; the bat is hanging upside down on the ceiling enjoying the display of manhood in union with Sharon's coochie that previously resulted in a poochie from Norman's stolen union. Tnuoc materializes naked and ready for some scrumptious pregnant pussy, from one of law enforcement's finest."

Tnuoc telepathically communicated, "Stark hunting for food--- come here kneel you piece of cow dung.' Stark kneels and Tnuoc bites into his neck and dines on the blue plate special, a meal on heels. After his tribute of Starks blood, Tnuoc flies out an open window that Stark opened to cool down the room of sweaty hot hedonistic sex-escapade of Sharon's sexuality."

"Now, you road kill turd, fetch me my clothes and let me get some shut eye."'Tnuoc flew down from his upside down position on the rafter. He dematerializes from a bat to a naked Old Country Vampire and dresses. Stark escorts Tnuoc to the cellar and down the stairs to Tnuoc's vault, Stark opens Tnuoc's golden coffin lined in Egypt's finest Navy Blue satin, a white velvet pillow lay at the head. Tnuoc yawns and lays into the tomb of HELL. Stark closes the coffin and leaves the vault open. He goes up the stairs and to the house for some shut eye time and then awakens mid-afternoon."

"Sharon comes into the bedroom and disrobes revealing a silky soft delicate skin with curves only found on a crazy eight, even her baby bump was silky smooth. Tnuoc's moth brain sexually turned on to her voluptuous body that he starts astronomically flittering on the ceiling like a bouncing sputnik that veered off course. Sharon sees the annoying moth on the ceiling bouncing and it irritates her concentration in brushing her long silky blond hair. She tried to ignore the flittering distraction, but she could not take anymore."

Tnuoc passionately said, "Sharon so pretty and fair, we are almost there to test your sexual prowess as my mistress."

"Sharon begs in ecstasy, "Spare me and my baby and you can have all of me, I will not fight you out of fright, but give you what you desire, please my persistent conquer, spare a meager child that carries your gene." Tnuoc pumps with adrenaline force that bumps Sharon's head against the headboard; he feels his excitation-climaxed stage is eminent."

Tnuoc the moth thinks a radiated thought, "Ah, this is perfect for a mommy that is going to be impaled right to HELL, after I invade what will be smelling so sweet, which will be good enough to eat and is smelling sweeter for the peter."

Tnuoc cried and said, "Now, Lucinda you whore its time that you and Robert to pay for your betrayal against Mary andme,the price is your offspring's coitus with me; it will be your sacrifice for being wealthy and debt free in my utopian society. You fuck another without a kiss and now you jezebel hear and watch as I impel your daughter to HELL with you."

Tnuoc said with consternation, "Lucinda, Lucinda such a noble gesture as the big I share no tears for an innocent one that had to die to pay a tribute to your sins of lust, greed and power over another's whore mongering family man, yes you as the adulteress and he as the adulterer in your quickie hour in your bed. Your adulteress ways without permission has condemned you to be dead, penniless and in Debt to DEATH to deliver you into HELL this hour for Free, you worthless jezebel."

Agent Kennedy said, "You may call me Norman. Htillil, our government is also aware that you have carried Zavier Rayborn's work on synthesizing the Uncaria Tomentosa plant to the next level."

"I understand that you have developed a vaccine against HVV infection and Tnuoc Alucard owns the patent to the process of synthesizing the Uncaria Tomentosa plant to Devil's Claw. This powerful Devil's Claw for healthy immune function, which is a soluble cure all for overcoming allergies, rheumatoid arthritis, herpes, inflammatory bowel disease, cancer, HIV and to eradicate the virus from our drinking water."

"Tnuoc boarded the jet on time, as he is flying to Columbia, he is reminiscing about Sharon and what fun he is having in the invasion of her sexuality. He called this place in South Carolina home, because home is where his heart is around Sharon's neck, which is trust worthy and true, when her Aphrodite diamond radiates blue for his heart is Sharon's intimate friendship of stolen fun."

Pathologist Dr. Ragan said, "In actual reality, we have 3 adults, 2 children and 2 fetus for a total of seven murders, perpetrated by the same killer supported by DNA fingerprinting, fingerprints, and trace evidence in hair and fiber. The only thing we have to do to wrap up this case is match the evidence with a perpetrator."

Norman said, "We are definitely looking for a vampire, as the killer."

Today is a big day for Norman, he is marrying Sharon after the graduation speech and Norman has two unexpected phone calls that will change his direction of his career. After his marriage to Sharon, a foe, Tnuoc Alucard IV, which is Sharon's intimate friend leaves Norman a brief message that the case is not over, but it is the beginning of Terror in Paradise for Norman's career."

Personal Note From You to Your Readers: 

Oglesby gives his characters literary freedom to become a product of their environment in living among human vampires that are procreating with a vengeance and their antagonistic villains and hero’s of society, which are no better than the protagonist that switches places throughout the novel as you the reader has free association in becoming the two sisters Mary and Deloris. The investigators, Sharon Marlowe and Norman Kennedy that become friends with stolen fringe benefits. Tnuoc Alucard IV,becoming a misguided, misfit and Old Country Vampire that learns a lesson in humanities that will haunt him through out the trilogy because his daughter Htillil is his wife, and his edipus son, Subucni is driven as a carrier by birth this exterateresstial virus that has been re-engineered by his mother to be water soluible and can be introduced into ground water.

Publishing Notes: 
I have complete literary control over my work, I am working with many publishers that are vieing to become a part of the vehicle that will make the first book of a Trilogy, titled Paradise Vampire Style.
Terror Book

Terror In Paradise

By Jerry Oglesby
Original Publish Date: 
Oct.16.2010

In the fall of 1947, Jane Emmett went missing from the small Northeastern town of Ashley Falls.

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[Crackle]

“(Heavy breathing) My name is Jane Em—“ [Crackle] “and if you’re hearing this… please… I beg you… help us. They brought us… here… but I, I… don’t know where here is. They told us that they were—” [Section missing] “…but they didn’t tell us why. Something about… I can’t remember. It didn’t make any sense. They said that we were chosen or something like that? They didn’t tell us what that meant or what we were chosen for. They rarely told us anything at all. We just… had to do what we were told to. But… but it doesn’t make sense. Ph—“ [Crackle] “did exactly what he was told to… but they just… they just let him die. It was so awful! They didn’t even try to help him. They had to have known what would happen somehow. Those bastards! They damn sure knew! They knew all of this was going to happen!!” [Pause] “Mom… for what its worth to you now… I’m so sorry. If I had known that it would have ever come to this, I… I would’ve… I…(Sobbing)… how could you do this to your own child, mother?”

[Section missing]

“We were brought here in blindfolds and handcuffs. They didn’t speak at all until we arrived. I remember being out on an airplane and then a bus of some kind before finally arriving… here. Everyone is so scared. Well, almost everyone. It seems like ages ago when I first met Alyssa. She was so strong and refused to break down and cry. She said it would only give them the satisfaction they wanted, but I couldn’t keep myself from falling apart. We were all terrified, but not her.” [Pause] “Alyssa was part of the second group from our cell that was sent in to this… this place. I don’t even know how to describe it other than it looks like something left over from some type of an—“ [Section missing] “—ion. Despite how frightened I am, I can’t help but feel a sense of awe when I look at it. The architecture is like nothing I’ve ever seen. How could something like this exist un—“ [Crackle] “I told Alyssa that, but she was always so focused on our escape that she didn’t care much about my theories. The rest of us never felt like we had a chance, but she refused to give up though.” [Pause] ”God, I miss her so much.” [Pause] “When they came for her… I think we all knew what was about to happen… and we lost all hope. Still… there was a part of me that believed she would come back. I refused to believe that anything could stop Alyssa. She wasn’t a soldier, but she was just… I don’t know… different somehow than any of us. Phillip used to call her ‘Bitch on Earth’ because he thought that she was scarier than any kind of hell. (Laughs) And yet… she wound up disappearing too… like the rest.” [Pause] “The sounds… oh my God… those awful sounds and that blinding blue glow?? What was that?? Please be alright, Alyssa… please be alright…”

[Section missing]

“I don’t know how this is legal. I thought there were rights to prevent this type of treatment to human beings?? That’s why I took this recorder. They would kill me if they knew I had it… but I don’t care. Any day now it will be my turn to go in… and then I’ll be dead anyway. Maybe that would be better than this. Whoever finds this… help us… [Crackle] They take new groups every night and then they never return. Wait… night? Maybe its day? I can’t even tell anymore…” [Pause] “If they come for me soon, I just hope this tape is found some day. Someone has to know about this and stop it from ever happening again! If we can’t be saved… then I hope our story can help to save the others like us. There’s just so much that I don’t know… or understand. I think that’s what is scaring me the most. What is happening to the others when they send us into that… that thing? Listen… Can you hear those screams…? (Crying) …are they real? I hear them inside my head all the time now. So much pain in those sounds…”

[Section missing]

“Shit! Here they come!! They’re outside the door… I need to —“ [Crackle] “Wait… no way!?! Is that really… you??” [Crackle] “Aly—“ [Crackle] “(Screaming)” [Crackle][End] 

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Noble

By David Hulegaard
Original Publish Date: 
Aug.01.2008

You Don’t Know Me: A Citizen’s G

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Mike Bowers
In June 1997, Mike Bowers, a candidate for Georgia governor and former Georgia Attorney General admitted to a 15-year affair with a subordinate in the attorney general’s office. Bowers announced that he would resign his position as a major general in the Georgia Air National Guard because of the affair. (Florida Times-Union [Jacksonville, FL], “Governor-hopeful Bowers Admits Decade-Long Affair,” June 6, 1997)

The Florida Times-Union noted that Bowers was “the most ardent defender of Georgia’s morality laws” while carrying on the affair. The paper reported that Bowers “admitted feeling hypocritical” for withdrawing a job offer in 1991 to a lesbian planning to marry another woman.
(Florida Times-Union [Jacksonville, FL], “Governor-hopeful Bowers Admits Decade-Long Affair,” June 6, 1997)

Mistress Revealed Bowers Made Financial Payments to Her, Often By Signing Over State-Paid Expense Checks

In April 1998, Bowers’ mistress, Anne Davis, revealed in a story in George magazine that Bowers made $400-$600 monthly payments to her since their affair began, “often by signing over his state-paid expense checks.”
(Atlanta Journal and Constitution, “Bowers Says He’s Stopped Payments to Ex-Mistress,” April 17, 1998)

Bowers’ wife of 35 years, Bette Rose, defended her husband’s decision to financially support his mistress:

“When she asked Mike for help, he thought that it was the right thing to do, and I concurred. I didn’t think about it until it became an issue (this week). . . . I look forward to the day when Mike and I stop having to apologize for the fact that we kept our marriage together.’’
(Atlanta Journal and Constitution, “Bowers Says He’s Stopped Payments to Ex-Mistress,” April 17, 1998)

Bowers Refused to Heed Fellow Republicans’ Calls to Drop Out of Campaign.

The Atlanta Journal and Constitution quoted several high level Republican officials who suggested that Bowers should drop out of the Governor’s race. Bowers refused:

“I ran the attorney general’s office in open defiance of all the damn politicians in the state. I don’t owe them nothing. They can, every single one, say, ‘Mike, get out,’ but I’m not.”
(Atlanta Journal and Constitution, “Bowers Says He’s Stopped Payments to Ex-Mistress,” April 17, 1998)

 

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You Don't Know Me: A Citizen's Guide to Republican Family Values

You Don't Know Me: A Citizen's Guide to Republican Family Values

By Win McCormack
Original Publish Date: 
Aug.26.2008

Nathan McBride

Excerpt text: 

"Leave 'em. Don’t let the anger cloud your thinking.  This isn’t about revenge.”

“The hell it isn’t.”

“Let it go, Ernie.”

“Easy for you to say.”  He hurled the pliers across the room.

Leonard knew his brother’s anger well.  In Ernie’s third year in the United States Disciplinary Barracks at Fort Leavenworth, several inmates had beaten him to the brink of death for stealing a pack of cigarettes.  He’d spent fourteen weeks in the infirmary — the first two in a coma.

The fed stirred in his chair and moaned.  Leonard approached and crouched down like a catcher.

“You got something more to say?”

“Kill nee…  kill nee firss.”

Leonard looked at his brother.

“Fuck him.  Let him feel it.

“He’s been through enough.”  Leonard stepped back, pulled his forty-five, and took aim.  But before he could finish the man off, Ernie shoved him aside, an entire book of matches lighted in his hand.  

“Then I’ll do it.”

“Ern, stop!”

But his brother tossed the matchbook, casually as dice at a craps table.  The whoosh of ignition was chilling.

The burning man leaned his head back and howled.

“Dear Lord.”  Leonard raised his pistol again, but before he could pull the trigger, Ernie grabbed him, and yanked him toward the door.

It was too late anyway.  They retreated from the gathering inferno, down the porch steps and out to the Bronco.  Leonard got behind the wheel, but Ernie stood in the rain, watching the fire until the heat forced him into the cab.

Leonard started to speak, but Ernie cut him off.  “You’re wrong,” he said, his eyes glittering with flame. “It’s always about revenge.”

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First to Kill, The first in a series of Nathan McBride novels.

First to Kill

By Andrew Peterson
Original Publish Date: 
Nov.06.2007

Ilinois's Democratic senator illuminates the constraints of mainstream politics all too well in this sonorous manifesto.

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The Audacity of Hope: Thoughts on Reclaiming the American Dream

By Barack Obama
Original Publish Date: 
Sep.01.2004

Iconoclastic, subversive, hilarious, and vulgar, Jon Stewart of The Daily Show is a major source of news for the twentysomething set as well as older television watchers numbed by conventional reporting.

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America (The Book): A Citizen's Guide to Democracy Inaction

By Jon Stewart
Original Publish Date: 
Mar.09.2000

In this fascinating work of historical fiction, award-winning author Lawrence Wright captures all the gripping drama and black humor of Panama during the final, nerve-racking days of its legendary dic

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By Lawrence Wright
Original Publish Date: 
Aug.06.2006

A sweeping narrative history of the events leading to 9/11, The Looming Tower is a groundbreaking look at the people and ideas, the terrorist plans and the Western intelligence failures that

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The Looming Tower: Al-Qaeda and the Road to 9/11

By Lawrence Wright