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A God and Brother’S Love
A God and Brother’S Love
A God and Brother’S Love
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Susan is a kind and loving person. She got married to Samuel Mars. She was unaware that she was in grave danger. In reality Samuel is a wife beater, a women hater that rapes women. A natural born killer. He plot to kill Susan. He married only for a place to stay. One terrible night he rapes her, leaves her to die. He hates Susan Brown that much. Friend from the past Edward Stone; he is like a brother to her. Edward arrives in time to save her. He will bring this monster down to his knees. Edward saved Susan from Samuel, the Devil. He will lay down for her. He will make the enemy pay for what he did to beloved sister Susan. He will strike down the enemy and he will break of all evil ways. Edward will become Susans savior in darkest hours of life. He will become police. He will defend her and most of all; he will come to be Susans hero. Gods love and bother that saved her whole family.

LanguageEnglish
PublisheriUniverse
Release dateSep 26, 2016
ISBN9781532004988
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    A God and Brother’S Love - Lanee’ Hamilton

    Chapter 1

    The First Man I Truly Loved

    John was the first man I ever loved. We were very close, but we never slept together. He was quite handsome, but he had a strange and disturbing quality about him. He was a total mystery to me, as always. I was black; so was he, but he didn’t even have a clue that he was black like me. I was an extremely beautiful black woman whom he was going to betray and leave high and dry. He was a sensual man, the most I’d ever met in my entire life. He had the most remarkable eyes I had ever seen, hazel-green eyes. His skin was quite fair with a touch of peach tint to it. His hair was quite coarse to the touch. His lips were as pink as unripened strawberries. He had extremely long eyelashes and a pointed nose.

    We had serious problems in our friendship and the relationship we were trying to build. Every time I called John, he would snap and tear my head off. He would say at the top of his lungs, Idiot, where is that fucker? Oh shit! I got to keep tabs on that no-good, pain-in-my-ass freaking loser son of a bitch. Darling, do me a big favor. Hunt the bitch bastard down with a nice, big .38 special, and shoot him for me.

    I realized for the first time in my life that John was a real problem for everyone, including me. What in the world had I gotten myself into? The very first time we met was in high school. I’d been interested in a program called Junior Achievement. Our eyes locked the very first moment we came in contact with each other. I loved him so deeply it was as if we were intimate, although we weren’t at the time. There wasn’t anything I wouldn’t do for him. I would have even laid down my life for him if I had to. I practically worshiped the ground he walked on. But my love and complete devotion to him was not enough to save him from his own destruction and the enemy that was threatening to separate us—the damn no-good drugs.

    I did everything in my power to try to stop him from taking illegal drugs and destroying himself and our relationship. My efforts were futile. I lost him suddenly in later years until we were torn apart forever because of the dangerous drugs. We lost our relationship and friendship at the same time. I tried so hard to reason with him, but he would not listen. Not one time was he ever in reality.

    I was not the failure; he was all along, not me. In his strange way, he cared a little for me, but the drugs stood in our way and blocked our future, so I finally lost it. I paid the price with regrets and so many bitter memories to follow all the years to come.

    Then came the day we became lovers. At least we had some good and beautiful times together. I remember one time very well, as if it were today. We had decided to go to the movies on a day that was quite warm and sunny, but all of a sudden it became cold, and I had forgotten my jacket. I started to tremble from the cold air; he removed his jacket and gently put it around my body and shoulders. When I realized I had stopped shaking, he smiled so lovingly at me. Then my heart swelled up with so much love for him. Now all we have are very deep regrets.

    When we worked together, there were times when he was cruel and heartless. We made things to sell. One day while John and I were setting up our display, a young woman approached us. She was pretty, but I was better looking. She winked at John and batted her eyelashes. He took off with her and left me by myself. They were gone for several hours. He finally returned alone and pleaded with me to forgive him, which I did. I didn’t know any better.

    Then slowly, over time, I started to lose him. Then I received the dreaded one final call. He told me in his own words that we had to end our relationship.

    I don’t want to hurt you anymore, he said.

    And then we separated. Several years went by, and then he resurfaced into my life to hurt me some more. Once he arrived to see me while under the influence of drugs. I didn’t want the living hell he brought; it was something extremely dangerous and quite deadly.

    His skin had turned a terrible shade of deep bloodred, and then his skin turned a ghastly shade of the palest white. His blue eyes started to change all sort of colors—gray, black, and blue—and his eye sockets bulged wide open as his breathing came in short breaths. And then suddenly it was over. He got up like nothing had happened and walked away. After that, I gave up on us altogether and ended our friendship and relationship forever. That was the last I ever saw of him.

    Chapter 2

    Seduction and Heartache

    In 1982 I started to meet a lot of really bad men. I have a really big heart. It is tender, loving, and beautiful, and lots of evil people take pleasure in hurting it and crushing it. Because I was born so gullible and foolish, I would be hurt many times over the years and would almost lose my life because of these personality traits. This is my story.

    I wasn’t the problem. There was nothing wrong with me all along. How could people sleep at night after hurting good people all the time? Why not pick on someone your own size? I am a wonderful person. I am a bit slow and have been treated poorly because I am different from the so-called normal people. I think it’s these people

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