1850's America. The united states is caught in a bloody long war with spain. The chances of a treaty are slim. These are the stories of survival

Spencer didn't know what bought him to that particular spot on this particular night, but if he'd believed in fate he would have said it was that. But now, how to convince the woman to step away from the edge of the bridge? **please read warnings in bio before reading**

He was prepared to say his last prayer. But the blow never came. Instead his saw the Nubian fall to the ground. The desert sands absorbing the man's precious supply of blood that flowed from his headless body. The young Pharaoh felt himself being lifted up by a familiar hand. It was Kahmunrah. --------------------------------- Ahkmenrah and his older brother Kahmunrah are Egyptian Princes of the Fourth Dynasty and the best of brothers. They are as different as the sun and moon or as gold differs from silver. But they brothers in blood and spirit. Two parts of one whole. They have been told more than once that Egypt had been blessed to have them as Sons. But one tragic event tears their lives to pieces and threatens to drive them apart for all eternity. (Highest Ranking: #108 in Historical Fiction) Was a featured story on the Ides of March. Disclaimer: I don't own the characters from Night at the Museum. Also admittedly some of the stuff that is written is a little problematic. I retain full responsibility of the problematic writing and I apologize if it causes hurt or seems insensitive, it was not my intention at the time of writing merely a reflection of the bad influences from the books I had been reading as a young teen. I am trying very hard to make this book more politically correct in my other drafts as do I do not want other people to normalize toxic, homophobic and sexist tropes/ideologies and beliefs through their reading. All rights Reserved guys! That means if you want to use my ideas you have to ask me! :)