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A Rivalry from the Womb: Stumbling on a Monarchy for grabs

Chapter 2 Snake in the Shadow

Word Count: 2439    |    Released on: 27/08/2023

ence, could never dare rat on him, no matter the case, or so he thinks. Besides, he has been nothing but good to him since he plucked him from the dungeon of poverty and destitution, taking

diligently without any whining like his very life depends on them, sometimes surprising even himself which in another life would have scared Zadillo. But definitely not in his present thug life. He has seen

cutthroat competition, the rampant corruption and numerous other underhand tactics involved, conniving to frustrate him at every turn, as if in response to the cliché, if you can't beat them join them, he started drifting slowly, thinking he would get out of the rogue life after only a few big operations, but as his influence grew, so d

ing what he received. He barely remembered being at the receiving end of much love from the world either. The world to him was existentially bad, and he had to merely play his rightful part. Seeing people in general suffer, gave him a strange sense of satisfaction. Making his enemies quiver and

uld have it easy- a few armed robbers to their places to ransack them of every penny and valuables they could lay their hands on, and later visited with even more demands for compensation in form of insurance so that nothing of the same should befall them again, of course he knows exactly the source of those very misfortunes. Even the police whose most top structure has been on his payroll, would n

s dire straits, pay double-fold. If one showed disdain when he tried to civilly court them for a good time, they have to be discreetly tailed and visited at night. As the boys scared the hell o

vincibility thereby finding himself a regular at voodoo priests' premises because every time something strange happened he still felt vulnerable and went to another dark realm boffin. It was a must. Everyone who mattered

tially, it was little things that bothered him about this particularly, too-proud "loser" who always seemed to be popular among friends, and usually stole the limelight even with the coveted female folk and prospective dates without much effort. He simply did not understand why everybody seemed to be fussing over him so much. Yet, even he, in some kind of twisted logic, admired the guy's guts too. H

ade sure to not forget- not only on his part- but on their behalf too, until he felt an appropriate price had been fully paid for a score to be regarded as properly settled. Ages ago, they had quarreled over a small matter in the last primary s

tried to throw everything at her for some days to coax her, including in the process even dissing him but to no avail. The beauty goddess could not bulge. Everyone had thought nothing much about it when they heard and genuinely laughed over it as usual but not Zadillo. He was seething beneath the veneer of the smiles at all the guy jokes. Despite being the one at fault, he kept

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a strange consuming presence which made him very uncomfortable. It was a feeling he could not put his finger on. His hands soon became sweaty and visibly shaky. It was as if he was in imminent danger but not aware where it would come from. Not minding the inconvenience to the other road users, he almost, unwittingly, pulled over to the side of the road the moment he saw some sp

; a big snake! And upon hearing the word snake, everybody had at first scampered off to a safer distance for dear life, but soon, having recovered from the initial shock, and taking comfort in the larger numbers that soon thronged around, became more c

dreaming sir? Did you drink? M

meone, something which appeared to be a very tall order in the circumstances. If anything, he had now become the whimpering clown the would-be saviors thought had wasted their time! Overwhelmed by the crowd's unceasing questions, most of which were mere repetitions of what others had already asked before, others h

ore time to look at who the question came from in the crowd.

other space-science question, thought Tito. Another head-shake

name if he could not describe its physical features now, could he? He fumed on the inside while looking stupid on the out! In fact, in the heat of the confusion, all the few, mostly, very common snake n

e night, the scary image could not leave him alone for a minute. Several days later, he received word from the emergency services that there was no evidence any such creature had ever been anywhere near the interior of the car, not anytime in the recent past at least. That notwithstanding, to quell his fears, they had taken the precaut

lling to ignore faint traces of apprehension that lingered on, he consequently decided to give it some dist

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h. The signal indicated that the evil, scare-dishing stealth boy he had sent on

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A Rivalry from the Womb: Stumbling on a Monarchy for grabs
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“Blurb for A Rivalry from the Womb: Stumbling on a Monarchy for grabs Be prepared to be immersed in a world where the lines between the supernatural and reality are blurred, where black magic weaves its sinister tendrils, and where strange creatures lurk in the shadows. In the gripping pages of "A Rivalry from the Womb: Stumbling on a Monarch for grabs," an enthralling fusion of crime, suspense and the occult, a game of power and betrayal unfolds. Zadillo didn't see this one coming. His deep hate for Tito blinded him completely. In any case, the seemingly easy condition imposed by the supernatural forces seemed deliberately designed to ensure his spectacular fail and downfall. The consequences loom ominously, carrying the weight of unforeseen terrors. Nobody present knows what is going on except that, all of a sudden, his face has transformed from that of the most feared underworld lord, whose mere clearing of the throat not only makes powerful men in the industry cringe with fear, but is capable of sealing their fate as well, to the most pitiable demeanor, begging for mercy, and shaking like a leaf in front of the very woman who was his own captive just a few hours ago. Why? As everyone gathered to welcome her, alighting from the royalty class big machine, Linda, looking her exquisite self, her captivating smile eliciting huge admiration from everybody present, her mobile rung, its high-pitched tone, a reflection of her near frivolous character, reverberating through the cheerful atmosphere lulling everyone to silence, in anticipation, as if copiously blessed with a discerning spirit of things to come. "Hello, Linda. This is Doctor Corbyn," the cheerful voice came alive. "Oh yes Doctor, is there a problem?" responded Linda sounding a little concerned, not knowing she had accidentally pressed the speaker button as she fumbled to take it from her handbag, thereby rendering her conversation, a public announcement. "No, no, no, no, no...quite the contrary in fact. Nothing could be better," the most cheerful doctor, Linda had ever met continued, her tone ridden with palpable excitement. "The results have come and, guess what- congratulations, you're a month old pregnant!" She blurted out, her voice, too ear-piercingly loud, and very clear as everyone heard it. Tito and Jungle spontaneously cheered and so did everyone. At that very moment, as Tito's eyes darted between Jungle's face and that of Linda a few times in milliseconds, he saw what he had suspected and feared all along, but which loving eyes being what they are, couldn't see. Jungle realized half a second too late what a capital mistake he had just made. "Hello! Hello! Hello!" The doctor repeated in vain, oblivious to the chaos whose noise she mistook for jubilation, that the good news having reached everyone, had taken over whatever the occasion they had gathered for. She couldn't be more wrong. But she would know soon enough what a dragon her tactless big mouth had single handedly managed to unleash. Within the fascinating pages of "A Rivalry from the Womb: Stumbling on a Monarchy for grabs," prepare to be captivated by a tale that explores the depth of human nature, the allure of power, and the tangled threads of destiny. With its unheard of supernatural elements, gripping suspense and a touch of the macabre, this series will transport leaders from characters' recollections to a world teetering on the edge of chaos. Will the protagonists succumb to the malevolent forces at play, or will they uncover the strength within to wield their own power? The answers lie within the pages of this thrilling and twisted journey of two books!”