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FEATURE OF THE MONTH - "OVER MY HEAD: HAYWIRE" BY A.H. SCOTT

<<DECEMBER 2018>> 

Iris Mendoza held door with right hand, while banging it with his left in a screaming match at eager Espo and apprehensive Angela. Music rolled through those headphones in a rapturous rhythm, as a single shot was fired from behind him in the distance of ten to eleven feet. In a sort of samurai motion, the bullets’ power scalpeled Iris' right ear completely off. As it did so, those silver headphones dangled by its wire to this wounded male's right thigh.

Melody shearing through that hallway's silence concluded on that final line of "Ramble On's" chorus, as that auditory canal was left barren. Angela had been an empress of several sexual fantasies. But, no being could have envisioned what was underway within the Eight Ball this night.

Speedy motion of this male's body caused a simultaneous action of pounding on that wooden door and trying to turn around to face this purveyor of pain. Another shot was fired into the base of Mendoza's tattooed neck on the right side.

Once pristine fabric of white had a crimson waterfall drifting down his back. Chinese symbols were suddenly concealed beneath a rickshaw of devastation's dirt road.

Right base of neck received a blistering flash of hot lead, as a soulful singer mused about a tale that can't be told, lightly rumbled from a lifeless pair of headphones on Iris Mendoza's hip.

Cornered in that hallway, a third pellet of pain found its target in Mendoza's back. This time, the puncturing of his right kidney caused a reflexive motion of bolting forward and pushing that closed door open.

Mendoza's back burned with fierce pain near his right kidney, as a string of words before that song's third chorus spun amongst that mystical midst of Mordor. Fair maiden of mirth lay beyond a closed office door. Dangling earphones of metal and black foam began smacking against wooden door four times, as his body began convulsing.

Actuation of Iris' flesh resulted in the person on that door's opposite side to be knocked backwards. Being with that unfortunate moniker in this midnight hour of despair was Angela Chase.

From that wooden door's movement, Angela's body bounced backwards against the arm of a metal bar stool a few feet behind her. Moaning, as she banged her left shoulder blade onto steel object, Angela was in a state of discomfort and dismay over what else could happen to this fragile female that night.

Flinging that right arm backward to catch her fall, Angela's hand hit right armrest of that metal chair and her head hit it's seat. With chipped fingernails from making a scraping against the door, she also had a previously bruised, right forearm after Espo had grabbed her tightly.

With his body slumped against that door, Iris pulled himself into the office. Crawling inside an illuminated office, Iris Mendoza clawed onto Angela Chase's bare legs. Muscular arms and hands used those limbs as a human anchor for gaining some entree further into this location. As he did so, she tried to squirm away from a bloodied Iris. Too bad that his body's weight was so overpowering for this tired woman.

Tale of mythical mammal, "Moby Dick" began to swirl from that music player, a solo of soaring proportion accelerated towards a volcanic conclusion. Jungle rumbling of a tiger or lion filled that air with an African, tribal beat.

Angie wiggled furiously away from him, as she tried to use the bar stool for leverage. Being too weak, Chase was left in a state of shock and oncoming unconsciousness. Any fight that this woman did have left expired as quickly as Iris Mendoza at her bare feet.
She became soundless on that carpet.
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This is “Over My Head: Haywire”:
Regret does not eradicate the past....
In life, sometimes a queen of hearts doesn't hold all the aces.
The lies which we tell ourselves can construct a spine to the weak and a reflection in the mirror that masks a reality which we never wish to speak.
Circumstances for Angela Chase change in a wave of catastrophic events. Can a wayward wife stay afloat?  Or, will she drown in being "Over My Head"? This is "Over My Head: Haywire", the third book in A.H. Scott’s four part "Over My Head" saga. 
A wife. A husband. A lover.
Devotion came in a single kiss.
Sex. Money. Power. Lies. Obsession. Murder.
No one gets out of this life without paying a price.

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(image: New York City skyline by A.H. Scott - copyright 2018)

R E S I D E N C E - A Clarion Of Resurgence By A.H. Scott

R E S I D E N C E
RESIDENCE




Liars lieThat’s what they doFighters fightThe fighter is YOUCrabs are clawingThey always doQuicksand is trying to bury youYou trying to get out of that barrelThey keep on dragging at ‘ya heelsBlinding white teeth, they wheel n’ dealGet ya’ name on a piece of paperThey squeeze the breath of life out of ‘yaSmilin’ like cats of ChesireBut, their nine lives are wastin’ awayWhat’s inside of you, they can’t stealCore of resiliency is hidden to the naked eyeYou may have fearBut, keep it close to your vestThey’ve seen ‘ya down, but they ain’t seen your bestLife is 15 roundsTake a breather in your cornerSpit out the bitter taste of furyFocus your vision on opponents in the darkGet ready to bury the liars and truth twistersOh yeah, you’ve got ‘ya sparkDoubt don’t reside in the location of your prideNonbelievers in your dream better step asideConfidence is pumpin’Pissers better get braced for a thumpin’Give ‘em a wink, as ‘ya knock ‘em on their assWatered down souls can’t touch your classNEVER DOWN

- A.H. Scott
8/5/12

Stain Of Indifference - Poetry By A.H. Scott

S T A I N
OF
I N D I F F E R E N C E



Cotton callin’ from fields far away
White fabric stained with crimson as sun beams through car window
Can you hear it now?
Oh no, don’t worry….but, that was yesterday
Man moans as he takes his last breath
Can you see him now?
Steel held with a death grip in hand and pointing at her with command
Peacemaker claiming a righteous stand
Oh no, don’t worry…but that was yesterday
Innocence of babe ripped away as she sits in back seat
Imagine what she saw
Imagine what she heard
Imagine at such a tender age to console her mother she had to find the right word................................





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Author A.H. Scott Invites You To Nibble On A Sliver Of Sensuality - This Is "BREAK AWAY"!

*******************What happens when duty takes leave?
"BREAK AWAY"
Ellen Sanders is a woman of duty.
Duty to her family, friends, and work were all signs of her dependability and sense of making everyone around her feel assured and welcome.
What happens when duty takes leave?
“Break Away”.
For a woman who has always been charming and ever so reliable; a slow transformation began after meeting a stranger, during a chance encounter on an elevator at her job which awakened something inside of her.
This is Ellen’s story.
This is “Break Away”.

*****Author A.H. Scott invites you to nibble on a new sliver of sensuality. *****
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SHE'S NOT WAITING IN LAVENDER ANYMORE - "TAKEOUT" BY A.H. SCOTT

Caren wanted to make love to this fascinating man and wasn’t going to scratch for first place any longer.

Without saying a word, she walked out of the office and into the sparsely lit hallway. As she did so, Greggory barely noticed her retreat beyond the silhouette that was seen in the distance.

Caren placed both thumbs against her hips and hooked them around the lace border at the top of those panties. Descending that lavender garment on the left side and then on the right, her ass cheeks were set free in that hallway.

Still talking on the Bluetooth, he looked up and saw the dreamiest moon that grabbed his attention slightly. Moving out of the office slowly, he kept on talking and speaking in one of the five languages which he was fluent in.

Caren pretended not to acknowledge him walking behind her, as she continued to place bare foot in front of foot like a lioness’ paw on the hunt while motioning down that sand colored, carpeted hallway.

Lavender silk twisting around her thumbs, as that plush ass seemed as if it were propped onto a tightrope of titillation with a slight jiggle and juggle to each cheek.

Finally, Greggory’s lips fell silent to whoever was on the other end of that conversation, as that headset went into pocket of his robe.

He was now hers. And, she knew it.

Staircase of six steps which led up to his bedroom was like that of which Led Zep mused of, as Caren moved up each step while taking off those panties completely

Reaching the top level, she tossed the lavender flag of playfulness onto a nightstand..... END OF EXCERPT

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This is not a love story. This is a flirtation, a romance of two people who by chance crossed each other’s paths at the counter of a department store.

Who would have guessed the sweater counter at Barney’s New York could have brought a pair of very different souls together?

But, for Caren Barrett, an adwoman with a gift for snappy lines and aptly placed words, and Greggory Pallard, a wunderkind of industrial audio and video production; attraction of two opposing personalities came as each grasped a wintergreen cable knit sweater.

Millionaire on the world stage, Pallard had a reputation for varied levels of chaos in his life, including a penchant for models and starlets across the globe.

Smart and shy, Barrett was the epitome of a Laura Ashley advertisement. Refined and without a need to blow her own horn at accomplishments in the ad firm she worked at, she kept her head low and her smile ever coy.

Two people, so seemingly different, had something in common – an eagerness for a new horizon.

Greggory Pallard and Caren Barrett were not looking for love or some grand romance; but, what they uncovered in each other was an adventure of the heart and soul, which was unexpected.

Life and relationships can be like a home cooked meal. But, sometimes something different was on fate’s menu. A.H. Scott delivers destiny in “Takeout”.

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EXQUISITE ROMANCE CAN BE EXPERIENCED "IN SOPHIA'S EYES"!

****FOUR STAR REVIEW****

Review by: Naomi Shaw :
I have just finished reading Sophia’s eyes. What struck me about this story was how romantic it is, with a touch of the erotic to spice it up. Right from a very different beginning to the norm, the two main characters, Sophia and Dale obviously fall very much in love and the author portrays this perfectly. Drawn into the romance I had to read on to find out what happens in the next sentence. Don’t be fooled though. A H Scott invariably leaves you thinking, ‘why didn’t I spot that? It’s the mark of a very clever writer. Well done!

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Review by: Kimberly Gould :
A great twist at the end. Well-written.


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DANCING ACROSS THE SKY - A TRIBUTE

DANCING ACROSS THE SKY


Dancing across the sky
Swiftest of dance moves ever so sly
Groovin', movin', and makin' magic with a crushin' beat
Always in awe of what you created
Timeless talent can never be outdated
Standing tall and makin' your mark
Playin' by your own rules and at times upsettin' the apple cart
Keepin' it real, without a doubt that shall forever be your core appeal
For those of us touched by your musical grace
Even with a sadness in our heart, there is also a smile on our face
Gratitude to you three
Dancing across the sky
Heaven's chorus is blessed with thee


- A.H. Scott
4/21/16



Rest in peace, JB, MJ & Prince



James Joseph Brown - May 3, 1933 – December 25, 2006


Michael Joseph Jackson - August 29, 1958 – June 25, 2009


Prince Rogers Nelson - June 7, 1958 – April 21, 2016

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SALT IN THE WOUND AIN'T SO BAD AFTER ALL

"To turn yourself inside out to impress another human being, you will become a stranger in your own skin. Twisting oneself into knots on behalf of someone else will do two things. It will make you a scattered soul ripped to shreds with stress. And, just make the other person hungry for pretzels. Strength is marrow born. Flip the script and let that opposing force choke on the crushing mound of their own disbelief. " - A.H. Scott

4/8/16

TECHNOLOGY & EROTICA: WHICH CAME FIRST, THE IMAGINATION OF DESIRE OR THE GADGET TO GET YA' OFF?

What a man or woman chooses to read is their own business. What a man or woman chooses to do behind closed doors of any location they are at, is their own business. Technology has a way of expanding the human experience of sexual expression. And, for the women or men who have a sense of unease with having someone reading over their shoulders, tablets are definitely an ace in the deck of desire.


In answering the question to this article for myself, I would say that technological gadgetry isn't helping women read erotica. But, only another avenue of attaining a source of arousal. If there were no iPad, Kindle, Nook or etc., erotic fiction would still exist. For me, fiction is fiction. It can be placid as a pond or raging like a river.


It doesn't matter what you are reading, as long as it touches your buttons in the most potent way.


Regency romance with lavish locales and restrained sexuality fits the bill for some people. While others may have their senses tickled and twisted to what is considered fuck fiction with just the hardest hardcore settings and scenarios.

As adults, we all have choice. Some days soft, some days hard. Either way, you and I can choose what make our engines run.

I guess it all depends on the rainbow of your mood.


Keep on reading. Keep on exploring.

Life is a journey that is unbound.



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This post was a response to the following article from CNET, Is The IPad Helping Women Read Erotic Books .