Love and War (Pt. 6)

Tatiana rang the buzzer and waited. She was casually dressed in a jumper and jeans. It wasn’t a date with Laura being there, but hopefully another step in that direction.

The door opened. It was Laura.

“Ah Tatiana, great to see you. Come on in!”

Tatiana handed her a box of chocolates.

“Oh, there was no need. Thanks!”

The apartment was spacious. Laura directed her through to the living room where Daniel was parked up alongside a long sofa. Instinctively, she sat beside him.

“How are you Daniel?”

He was dressed in a white shirt with a navy trousers.

“I am good and you?”

“I am fine, what is the movie?”

“Laura picked it so don’t blame me. Something about Alabamba or something. She has terrible taste.”

With, that they both began to giggle.

Laura entered the room.

“Oh, I need to sit there Tatiana. Just in case he needs anything.”

Tatiana understood and somewhat disappointed, let her in between them.

The name of the film turned out to be “Sweet Home Alabama”. It was a romantic comedy and although it was quite good, she couldn’t help but try to glance over at Daniel every now and then.

The film lasted for about an hour and a half.

Then Laura asked, “Can I speak to you for a second in the kitchen Tatiana?”

It seemed like an odd request but she followed him out.

“You like him don’t you?”

“Yes, Daniel is nice..”

Smiling, Laura continued.

“No, you really like him. He doesn’t realize being a man. I see the way you look at him and it’s okay. Just go easy on him. He hasn’t really been round many women since his accident. Look I’m going to give you two some time alone. Give me a shout when your leaving and I’ll put him to bed.”

Love and War Pt. 5 (Romance)

Tatiana looked closely at the mirror to make sure she was looking her best. She wasn’t fully happy but it would have to do or she would miss the event. Hopefully, he would be there, but if not it was a great opportunity to make new friends anyway.

Hastily, she locked her apartment door. It was cold and breezy outside. She hoped that it wouldn’t toss her long blonde hair.

A crowd had already formed around the coffee shop. Bumping her way through people, she made her way inside and towards the counter.

“Ah Tatiana love, great to see you. I was worried you might not come and looking so beautiful too. Now, will you buy one of these little buns? Two euro each. All proceeds go to your country, Ukraine.”

“Yes, of course”

“Ah, great here ya go. Now those lovely people I was telling you about are over there. Go over there and have a chat. I told them to expect you.”

Tatiana turned around and there he was with his sister.

Her heart fluttered.

“Hi, I’m Tatiana.”

They raised their heads up from the table. The sister spoke first.

“Oh, hi Tatiana, Nellie told us all about you. Sit down there. My name is Laura and this is my brother Daniel.

“Hi,” said Daniel sheepishly.

“Nice to meet the two of yous.”

Tatiana nervously took a chair from the other table and sat down beside them. She was worried about what to say but needn’t have. Laura took the lead.

“So, Nellie was telling us you’re from Ukraine. Awful what’s happening over there.”

“Yes, it is. I worry about my parents. They were too old to come.”

Her eyes began to well up.

Laura put her hand on her shoulder to comfort her.

“Perhaps we’ll talk about something else,” Daniel said, “What are your hobbies?”

He spoke in a deep, entrancing voice.

“Oh, I love science fiction.”

“Oh no,” Laura said to laughing from Daniel, “you too will get on great!”

For the next hour and a couple of buns each, they chatted away. Tatiana noticed how Laura would attend to Daniel’s every need. Making sure that he had a proper clasp of his food to asking if he was comfortable. She wished it was her.

Then, all too it was time for them to go.

“We have to go Tatiana. But we are planning on watching a film at eight tomorrow in our apartment. Will you come” Laura asked.

“We are?” Daniel said.

“Yes, I’ll be there.”

“Great, we’re Apartment 52 St. Andrews Place. It’s just up that way We’ll see you then!”

Love and War (Pt. 4)

Tatiana found herself fidgeting at the table with her phone constantly checking the time.. As if that wasn’t bad enough, she couldn’t stop bobbling her head up and down too. There was no sign of him. This was the second time in a row that he hadn’t appeared. Perhaps, his visit had been a once off event and he wouldn’t be reappearing. The thought saddened her. He had been something of a distraction. Her home town had been bombed the previous night.

Her heart stated beating faster and a tear began to form. All those beautiful people, her former neighbors and friends. She could only hope and pray that they were okay and not ripped apart in some blast. Not to mind all the pets that were left behind to fend for themselves. And now the winter was coming.

Her coffee, which she had almost finished was now cold. It was now time to go so she went in to pay.

“How are you keeping love? You look sad? Worried about home?”

“It was bombed last night.”

“Oh God. That’s awful. Don’t be worrying about the price of that coffee. Actually, we’re running a fundraiser here for Ukraine this Saturday at ten in the morning. Perhaps, you would like to come? It was Laura’s idea. You might not remember her. She was here with her brother in the wheelchair the other day. You seen them. I’d say you’d all get a long great. What do you say? Will you come along?”

“Yes, I’ll be there.”


Love and War (Pt. 3)

Tatiana thrashed back and forth in her bed. But it was of no use. She couldn’t get her mind to think of anything else other than the guy she had seen earlier in the day. He was so handsome sitting there in his wheelchair. His face was masculine, with a square jaw and beautiful blue eyes. Even his bit of stubble looked good. He had a bit of a belly and skinny legs. Oh, how she wanted to reach out and touch them. To caress his body and run her fingers through his jet black hair.

No, this can’t be normal, to feel so attracted to someone. What is wrong with her? Is she a freak?

How did he become disabled anyway?

Would he be able to feel her touch?

Was that his girlfriend? What was it they said in Ireland? The bitch.

All these thoughts ran ferociously through her mind. The sweat was dripping from her now so she threw one of the covers off her bed.

She had to see him again.

There was only one thing to do. Visit the coffee shop at the same the next day. Was that not stalking though? It would have to remain her dirty secret.

Writing update December 2022

Hello readers, I do hope you are all keeping well. I know I am. This has been another busy writing year. This is my 81st post of the year! This is my highest total for a year since I started this blog, and I should get in a good few more yet. Last year’s total was just 51. It is difficult to know if I can surpass last year’s traffic though which was 1,577 views from 963 visitors. To date in 2022, I have had 1,381 views from 882 visitors.

The decline is down to fewer romance stories in 2022, although I might still surpass it. This is due to my longer-term plan. I’m hoping to release two new novellas next year. One will be romance short stories and the other will be Wheelchair Wars.

I don’t expect either to be a commercial success but it’s something I want to do. It’s been a few years now since my last novel. I feel rightly or wrongly that my writing is improving over the years and practice makes perfect! So, it will be interesting to see how they do.

Feedback from my readers is always greatly appreciated. It always warms my heart when I see a new “like”. I expect 2023 to be another busy writing year. Lots more romance, comedy, romance and wheelchair wars to follow. Hope to see you all there!

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Wheelchair Wars (Part 26)

Hours later and they were heading to the base of the city. Going to the very bottom of the giant metropolis, they had to take a very circuitous route. It was the first time that Timothy got to see how life grew more difficult with each level they went down. Fine clothes and people with excellent health gave way to rags and people with sores covering their bodies. They reached the level from where he came. He had hoped to never again have to come this way and his skin immediately began to itch.

Why did The Emperor allow people to live like this?

Why were some so much better off than others?

He tried to scrub such thoughts from his mind for he knew it could lead to the power of chaos.

They cheered by all that saw them. Himself and Audrey, especially were now heroes to the impoverished masses.

After going through narrow tunnels for what seemed an epoch, they reached the elevator that would bring they them even further down into the abyss. Audrey informed the troops to prepare their weapons. Timothy was unsure about what to expect. They readied their weapons. The door of the lift slowly opened.

They were met by a horrendous smell. In the distance, ratis scurried away. His wheelchair slipped and slided in the filth on the ground.

It was time to take charge.

“Establish a perimeter!”

The troops quickly fanned out.

“So what now?” Audrey enquired.

“First, we’ll secure this area. The reports of Chaos come from a settlement some distance away but it’s imperative to secure our rear before an assault.”

Love and War (Romance) Pt. 2

The walk only took a few minutes. Now, that the rain had stopped, a few of the locals were out and trodding the streets. The odd person would give her a smile, but mostly they just sailed by. She loved being outside, breathing the fresh air.

It didn’t take her long to reach the coffee shop. She liked it as it reminded her of a place back home. Also, the middle-aged woman who worked there had always been kind and friendly since she had arrived. Her favorite spot was a table just outside the front door where she could survey everything that was happening from a distance. It wasn’t that she was particularly nosey, just that she found the comings and goings of ordinary life soothing.

“Ah, how are you today, Tatiana? What can I get you?”

“I am good, Americano please.”

Tatiana handed her some coins.

“Ah good to hear dear. What an awful morning eh? I’ll drop that out to you with the change.”

“Oh, thanks.”

The sun finally penetrated the clouds as she sat down. Then, she saw something unusual in the distance. It was a guy in a wheelchair accompanied by a woman walking beside him. Were they lovers or something else? She always had this “thing” for guys in wheelchairs. Something, that she thought was probably best to keep to herself. He was handsome too, with sandy brown hair and dressed immaculately in a suit. Who was this guy? The girl was pretty and had a habit of smiling at him.

They were close now, she tried to look away but with limited success.

For a brief moment their eyes met. She was feeling warm inside.

“Here’s your coffee and change love.”

“Oh, how are you, Daniel? Will I open the other door?”

“No, I should be fine, thanks.”

With that they were inside, and Tatiana was once more alone. She quickly drank her coffee and left.

Love and War (Romance) Pt. 1

Tatiana looked out the window at the rain and the mostly empty street below. She had never before seen so much rain, but finally there were signs that it was about to clear. It hadn’t stopped all day, so it would be about time. But this was Ireland, and she couldn’t pretend that the locals hadn’t warned her. It was one of the first things that they had mentioned to her. She couldn’t help but smile thinking about the friendly welcome. The warm smiles and friendly handshakes.

It was such a relief after coming from a warzone. It had all happened so fast. She had always thought Russian and Ukrainians were brother peoples. Not anymore. She had seen and heard the talk about the military build-up but had dismissed it.

“What will we do if they attack?” her aged mother had lamented over the phone from Kyiv.

“They will not attack; it is just for the cameras!”

But then it happened. She remembered hearing the air raid siren for the first time and how it had sent a chill through her.

She was in Odessa and people feared that it would fall within days. Before, it had even really sunk in, she was on the Polish border. There was confusion about where she should go next. But, when the option of Ireland came up, she took it. Of course, she had expected to be in a big city like Dublin, not Killarney in a rural setting on the west coast.

But she was happy here. The peace and quiet took her mind off the happenings back home. And there was a lovely coffee shop just down the road. Now that the rain was easing off, that’s where she was going now.

Wheelchair Wars (Part 25)

To question The Emperor is to embrace Chaos and certain death – The Emperor

Timothy had never expected to meet the Governor, even if he managed to live an eternity. And yet, here he was standing just a few feet away from him. The Governor was The Emperor’s direct representative in the megacity. It was like being that much closer to God himself.

The room was large and cavernous, with murals of The Emperor on the walls and ceilings. The Governer, himself looked old and frail, with long white hair and he was adorned with jewelry. It was rumored that he had been one of the first inhabitants of this world. He was flanked by two Imperial Guardsmen.

“Thank you for your attendance. I watched your battle with great interest. You both fought bravely. The Emperor would indeed be proud.”

“Thank you.”

“Thank you, sir.”

“I’m afraid that you have been summoned under difficult circumstances. Our world now faces its darkest hour. There are whispers that the forces of chaos have entered the bottom of the city and are already beginning to infect The Emperor’s subjects. The disease will spread up the layers of the city and The Emperor will be forced to exterminate all life on the planet. But you two have strong minds. That was the purpose of the games, to extricate the best from the general population. Strong and fearless minds are required to stop the corruption of chaos.

You will now carry out an exterminatus, kill all those you suspect of disloyalty to The Emperor. You, Tomothy are being given control of one hundred troopers. Audrey, if he dies or you suspect chaos, you are to assume command. You leave in two hours.

“Thank you, Guardian.”

Wheelchair Wars (Part 24)

The Emperor is just to all his subjects – The Emperor.

Multiple times cycles had now passed. Yet Timothy still found himself on the top tier. He had been totally consumed by grief till very recently but then he found it increasingly odd that he wasn’t being told to return. Not that he was complaining. The longer he stayed on this tier, the better and better he felt. It wasn’t just something in his head either. When he looked in the mirror, his skin and hair looked clearer and fuller. He felt full of energy. And he could see those changes in those around him too. Their health just got better and better. His father now looked more like his brother. He guessed that it was more than just the cleaner air. It must be something that was in the food or drink. All he was certain of was that he was happy of it and hoped that it would never end.

Audrey was now spending every night with him. But they were now doing far more than resting. It started off with some kissing but had now progressed to her straddling him twice per night. He enjoyed it more with her than all the others. There was closeness, an intimacy that he craved. They had declared their love for one another, and it all felt right.

Still more time passed.

“I think you’ve been retired,” his Da joked.

“No, I don`t think so. Not going to happen, wouldn’t be that lucky.”

Three time-cycles later, a red light shone on the wall. It was a sign to go to the main meeting area.

They were met by three Imperial Guards, dressed in their purple robes and carrying their standard machine guns.

“Timothy the Impaler (for that is what he is now known), you and Audrey the Destroyer have been called for an immediate audience with the Governor. Your battle chairs will be required.”

Timothy knew that the time for more bloodshed was upon him.