Gorfeenda

 

Chapter 1

 One day a young man had a crush on a young woman. His name was Tim, her name was Samantha. It was a cold snowy morning, and the man had a thought in his head. This thought was will I or will I not ask Samantha to the high school dance?

​            As he stepped onto the icy pavement of the parking lot, he knew the answer. Yes, today I’ll ask Samantha whether or not she rejects me. The dance is tomorrow. And as he stepped twice another thought emerged, I’ll go to that dance whether or not I have a dance partner. He pumped his right fist with indignation and walked his way into the high school after he spoke to his mom on his cell phone. He told her about the girl he had a dream about and likes, and that her name is Samantha.

Tim thought, I’ll never know if Samantha likes me unless I ask her to the dance, then she’ll know that I like her as well.

He was eighteen years old and a senior in a public high school. However, he recollects his days in fifth grade when he used to be the smartest student in his class, but in high school he wasn’t.

Tim said encouraging himself, “If you start low, don't worry, all of the greats started low.”

Tim had a younger sister and a mom and dad. He was a well-educated man, and the starting quarterback for his football team. He hoped to earn a scholarship to attend the University of Michigan in Ann Arbor. It was his dream to learn more about himself and to have a career one day. His educational future looked uncertain, but he was a great football player.

As Tim walked through the crowds of students—even some late teachers, he made his way down the cerulean-blue halls to his locker. He put his coat and hat away, grabbed his notebook, a pen, and a textbook. He looked into his mirror, seeing his black crew cut with a handsome Caucasian face. ​

“Room 108,” Tim said, “that's where my stop is.”​

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Heart of Brawlsteenian

 Alcor is tracking the Heart Shards in January during World War 3 at 3021 A.D. for one year. If you fit the Shards together it forms a glowing red heart. A battery with enough power to rule the world. In the end, the hero brings the Shards to the Brawlsteenian space station and he has to make a decision. To destroy it, or to keep it to rule the world; all in the attempt to prevent World War 4.

Chapter 1 (Sample) World War Three Alcor, a young man, during World War Three, came out of his bomb shelter called Enwake. After an elevator ride, he unwrenched the door which could only be unsealed from the inside. When he opened the door, he noticed it was January. This was the first time he saw a snowflake. His mother warned him that he shouldn’t go outside, but he didn’t listen. He wanted to see it for himself. He thought he would be excited to see it for the first time. He wanted to find a girlfriend. Alcor was prepared for battle, and besides, he wanted to help Enwake. It was where he was born. He dreamed many times about finding a Heart Shard.

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Neobadians

 

When governor Jack Holeson was president of Neobadia, he tried to kill all of the genetically engineered orphans, but one survived and his name was Alek.

When Jack became president of Neobadia he was against genetic engineering, he said it was playing God, and it was wrong; instead he made a group of soldiers called the Headhunters, and their duty was to hunt the creatures of Neobadia, to get the sought after Nectar by killing the animals.

Now Alek was for genetic engineering and to not kill the creatures. Instead, he wants to stop this president at all costs and, hopefully, save these animals one way or another.

Chapter 1 (Sample)

Ethan Everton’s spaceship almost escaped. He was careful to not crash, blazingly, into an iceberg. There were creatures everywhere.

He almost landed into a wide mouth, a worm. creatures here always seem to be very hungry and dangerous. Ethan should watch himself, not to mention, he was being hunted by a Headhunter.

His ship was no match, but he couldn’t let his wife be captured. She has a bounty on her head: dead or alive.

This is Ethan’s home world, he’s never been anywhere else, and he never planned to be, that’s until Killarla came into his life, his first and only wife. They were more than just lovers; she was his best friend too. He would hate to lose her.

Ethan grabbed her hand and pulled off the burning rubble as he released her legs. She was a dirty mess, but nowhere compared to his spacecraft. The left wing was a total wreck.

Ethan couldn’t purchase all his wife wanted when spaceships came into fashion. She didn’t get a good deal. She wasn’t happy. There were many spacecrafts.

They ran. Their bodies left the warm ship, and they had just enough Nectar to keep them warm. There should be shelter to find before they run out of Nectar.

If only Killarla didn’t steal a hunter’s mark. She made a twenty thousand profit in funds.

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Quotes

 

    “Just like we age fast, so does the future come.”

—Ronald Bunch

“If you start low, don’t worry, all the greats started low.”

—Ronald Bunch

“Always remember God is the ultimate, nothing can exceed Him.”

—Ronald Bunch

“Just laying there in bed is like waiting for death and doing nothing about it.”

—Ronald Bunch

“Giving love may mean you are desperate to receive love.”

—Ronald Bunch

“I’m not the woman to be married to.”

—Red Entaries, Ronald Bunch

About

Ronald Bunch is a dedicated and passionate writer with a deep love for the art of storytelling. He’s committed to his writing. Ronald's interests span a wide range, including writing, reading, social media, weight lifting, and riding an exercise bike. He's a full-time writer. He did volunteer work at Kids Food Basket, Habitat for Humanity, and more. He's a recovering pizza addict and cats are his favorite pet.

 My latest book is out, it's called Heart of Brawlsteenian and it's for sale at Amazon.

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Red Entaries

A chairman who shares his great grandfather's dream of helping moon colonists finds himself on a mission to surpass this vision. Whenever the chairman had a dream another one would bloom as well. The chairman's friend and engineer discovers the first asteroid auction to be for a lot on a space planetoid. Whoever owns this lot can mine for precious ore and that is the chairman's new dream and vision. 

As the bidding goes on for the asteroid lot, prestigious companies have dropped out of the auction. It looks to be clear sailing for the chairman, but just when he's about to win the auction, he finds out the other members have been blackmailed, there is betrayal by his closest allies, even murder.

Can the chairman win the asteroid lot with a mysterious enemy, behind it all, that tries to blackmail him like the other corporations who dropped out of the auction? Only time can tell.

Chapter 1

 

 

If it was only a dream, why did I not shake it but hold it still so firmly? Why did the orb of glass not crack upon the Moon, smaller than the size of the palm of my hand, where I could squeeze as hard as I could, yet not so? My heart was in it, but why? A man’s thought elapsed. He stood to release the tension in his hand, but before the shimmering orb was let go, he observed a three-foot pedestal, half the size of himself, being a stature of six feet. He looked top to bottom to where the crown of the skinny neck was a bed cushioned to fit an orb. The flat bottom had two legs, silver, heart shaped, and entwined.

            His great grandfather shared it too, he thought, his dream.

            He twirled the glass orb between his thumb and forefinger and around his fingers until it looked back at him like a giant eye, blinking, but not more menacing than the hard time he was thinking of, how the first Moon colony was built, but in Trevor’s case, yes, his name was Trevor Trahern. He even believed he had a small amount of royal blood back to the dark ages. The documentation could prove it, he would say, but as he was saying, he was thinking of the first station on the Moon.

            Trevor remembered when he imagined the Moon as a young child, a platform for First Reach and many generations of men before he was raised. Here's how it goes:

 

A dusty old Moon,

Like a shaved rock and bricks bashed together

And shale that was as broken peanut butter brittle,

But not little as some were the size

Of or half a man—but shrewd and congruent.

These bits of rock or Moon rock,

Some might say,

Were used in the construction

Of an everyday First Reach public abode.

It was built in the hardest of times,

But not as hard as Moonlit,

An ale that would bring you back

To giddy childhood memories and a warm hearth’s fire,

Like your heart,

But it poured even as a steaming smelter

To dry parched tongues in radiated heat.

Moon Divers were risking their lives day or night.

A rock, or, as they would have it,

A pearl in the dark sea,

A pricey timeless ripple in space-time.

An ageless hope of mankind and the muscle

Within watching ever gleefully,

As the expectant watchtower,

Waiting for her mother ship to one

Day land on her white shores.

A sign of hope, she was

First Reach of Moon Lodger’s Inn.

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