Story By Ambrose Peters
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Ambrose Peters

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https://discord.gg/Eynas2PVh For all the latest news and for a little community join the discord channel! / / / Armed with a keyboard and a passion for the written word, I bring to life many steamy stories of love, debauchery, anguish, and carnal passions. So dive into my world and let the real one melt away, if only for a little while.
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The Whiskey Files
Updated at Nov 29, 2023, 08:16
Salem King was once one of the most sought after playboys. Using his good looks and charismatic personality to woo married women away from their rich husbands in exchange for large sums of cash if he could prove to these women to be the cheating type their husbands thought they were. Once the divorce proceedings were underway, Tulley, his partner, would line up another case and Salem would move onto the next with their pockets lined full of cash and not a care for the line of broken hearts he left along the way. That was until Susanna Emmitt. A woman who, unlike the others, wasn't the typical run of the mill cheating, rich, snobby house-wife. He had worked harder for her than any other woman and did the one thing he was never supposed to do in a case: fall in love. Now, with Tulley and King practically a thing of the past and Salem reliving his glory days one glass of Whiskey at a time, he has one last chance to pull himself from the weeds before the mobster loan sharks and debt collectors catch up to him all while trying to find his way back into the heart of Susanna after revealing the entire truth to her and betraying her trust. Does this old playboy still have it, or has the flames finally fizzled out?
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A Wayward Arrow
Updated at Nov 17, 2023, 07:00
The retelling of the classic Greek mythology story of Eros and Psyche. A story of love, lust and the soul. In all his years he had done the bidding of the gods. Made matches of lust and love for whichever maiden or man or god or whichever tide of fate that one so wanted. Never had he ever shot an arrow for himself, nor had he taken anyone as his own beyond that of his bed chambers. It was always for someone else. Not that he minded. What would the God of lust do with someone once he had his fill of them? In his palace, enchanted with maids and servants, the son of Aphrodite and Ares, Eros wanted for nothing because no God, not even the mighty Zeus, dared cross him. Though even the god that others feared still did not like to upset his mother or disobey her. That was till he saw Psyche and accidentally felt the full effect of his own arrow.
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