“Speak girl.” So he snaps
Taking a sip he then taps
“Well, have you nothing to say?
Do not waste my time.” He berates
It's now or never as I know I should
“Let me compete to be Emerald Hood!”
My tone echoes through the hall
As back in his chair he curdles and falls
“Excuse me?!” He barks, demanding
“You dare to request that?
You need reprimanding!
Two nights without meals!
Never forget your place.
You are but a lowly servant.
The Hood stands great!
Get out of my sight!”
He raises his hand
I now remember why I hate this man
This house is a prison
It was never a home
I fight, defiant
And roam alone
I will make my dream a reality
Next time that he asks for tea
I will show him what it means to deny me
I am human just like him
But because he's duke
He's innocent of sin
Maybe I should run
On a whim
The image of my father - He & him
A man who's life was one of humility and good
A servant no longer
That's who I wish to be
I wish to be the embodiment of good
I wish to be the Emerald Hood
If you liked this: you're in for a treat.
In the distant future,
The legend of Robin of Loxley
Has inspired a system of planets to celebritize the Emerald Hood as a position of wealth, power and authority for the ambitious youth. But even thousands of years in the future class and wealth still give people an ego. A young servant girl seeks to alter the status quo and become the next Hood. But with the odds stacked against her, can she really compete with only decent skills and a memory of her father and former Emerald Hood driving her?
To steal the title, sometimes being a thief is a good thing.
Note: Story is not final
and may be subject to change.
Sneak peek
Last one
A sample excerpt from:
Book One of the
Rain Fall Trilogy
My upcoming Verse Thriller
Five:
As I wake up
A searing burn
Writhing in pain
A toss and a turn
Lifting my shirt
It smolders and smokes
The letter “V” on my chest
Instantly, I feel an urge driving me on
I have no time to rest
Lifting myself out from under a box
No idea where I'm going
But I'm not lost
As if an internal compass leads my way
Wandering the rainy streets
I hear a voice “Hey!”
I turn to look
I don't recognize his face
“I finally found you.”
I look at him blankly
“Hey. Hey!”
He steps forward
As panic ensues
I don't know why
I don't know who
“Ben.” He calls
“Ben, are you okay?”
“Who's Ben?” I say
He looks startled for a moment
Then he gives a hallow laugh
“Very funny.” He says
“Now, c'mon. Cut the crap.
We're gonna miss our flight.”
As he step forward again
My chest gets tight
I back away, not knowing why
Something's not right
As a tear leaves my eye
“Ben. What the hell's a matter with you?”
The man continues to prod
Suddenly, I feel the urge to run
It's odd...
I begin to run down the busy street
As if my legs are doing it all on their own
I almost feels like I'm running home
But I don't even know where home is...
“Ben!” The guy shouts, not giving in
He's chasing after me
Like it's a battle for his soul
Who is he?
Who am I?
One look at him and I feel cold
“I don't know a Ben.” I reply loud
I don't mean to say it
It just came out
“Stop following me!” I continue
His face goes pale as he's keeping pace
What the hell is happening today?
“Ben!” He calls one last time
As on instinct I swipe my hand
Suddenly, a wall confines
Putting some distance between him and me
The crowd on the street in awe
Wondering what they hell they've just seen
I'm curious too
“Did... I do that?” I wonder aloud
As more people shuffle in
Forming a crowd
I begin to run again
Some how knowing the way
To home – To a comforting place
Confused and afraid
No memories I can recall
A part of me feels liberated...
Like I'm ten feet tall
It feels like I've never been more alive
Then there's this “V”...
No... The roman numeral Five
If you liked this: you're in for a treat.
When the world of Crimson Minds returns –
We travel three years before Daniel Cavanough's adventure began.
In Seattle, Washington, we follow the Fox as he stumbles - No memories, no connections, no life.
Note: Story is not final
and may be subject to change.
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Let's #MakeItEcho
Until tomorrow.
Yours sincerely,
Patrick D. Kaiser
Acknowledgments
This completed work is due
In no small part to my Friend Aaron Smith
Whose vision designed the cover of this book.
Britni Nelson played the role of editor.
And lastly, to you, the reader.
Thank you!
Every Character has an origin story. This is ours. Let's turn this world upside down.
