histórias de Freethinker

A little insert/poem about religion. No offense to anybody who finds it offensive.

Free

Otherworldly thinking.

Speaking second-hand truths can be deadly ... Detective Lily Blanchette will stop at nothing to solve a murder. Her current case involves the killing of an undercover cop working to bring down the mob for prostitution and drugs. But Lily's usual laser-like focus on the case has been disrupted. Two weeks earlier, she learned she was pregnant by her murderous husband whom she'd killed in self-defense. Unsure whether to keep her baby or place the child of this cruel man up for adoption, Lily keeps the pregnancy a secret from her colleagues. Under mounting pressure to solve the case, Lily arranges a sit-down with a local mob boss only to find out her suspect is also wanted by them. But before Lily can warn her team, she and her new partner, Jeremiah, are shot at, and another body is found. When she discovers Jeremiah has a connection with the underworld, she is pulled into a conflict that swirls around the boss's son who's hell-bent on revenge. To add to the complexity of the situation, Lily learns that her victim might still be alive if it wasn't for opportunistic Assistant District Attorney, Ibee Walters, who has a twisted vision of justice. As Lily gets closer to finding the killer, she unravels ugly secrets that point to Ibee and Jeremiah - placing Lily's life and her unborn child in danger.

So here I will publish some poetry every now and then - enjoy!

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A collection of essays and rants, inspired and taken from a series that I have been writing for several years concerning this subject. A stirring account of how certain issues are poisoned by organized religions and why we as a society would be much better off without them.

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A short book of freestyle poetry delving into the minds of multiple narrators, all undergoing a struggle of their own. *** All Rights Reserved. No translations.

This is about my hobby, writing that is! Join me, let's enjoy the spirit of free-thinking through writing or scribbling. 😉

Inside her mind

The world forgot how to be free. The last who remembered left behind ink and paper - a relic, a warning, a map. Now it waits for the one bold enough to follow its path.