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THE END OF TIMES:THE WHISPERER BOOK I

Nadalia Bagratuni
Tad Summers, a brilliant young man, lost his voice early in his life when his vocal cords were crushed during a horrific accident when he was a small child. His father, a special agent for the United States Federal Government, was killed in this crash....

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Length:	28345 Words
Price:	$5.99
Sale Price:	$3.99
Published:	2007
Cover Art:	Anna Bird
Editor:	Terrie Lynn Balmer
Copyright:	Nadalia Bagratuni
ISBN Number:	978-0-978430-27-6
Available Formats:	PDF; iPhone PDF; HTML; Microsoft Reader(LIT); MobiPocket (PRC); Palm (PDB); Nook, Iphone, Ipad, Android (EPUB); Older Kindle (MOBI);

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The snow fell in heavy sheets wrapping the ground like a wet blanket on this normally bustling city. This didn't put a damper on Dr. Tad Summers and Dr. Melanie Marsh's plans for the evening at the Golden Nugget Casino. They were inside, comfortably watching the falling flakes from the warmth of Melanie room's sunken marble black garden hot tub. They were wrapped tightly in each other's loving arms. Soon their conversation turned to Genetech. Tad stood still in a pool of hot rushing water watching Melanie's beautiful body glimmer in the moonlight as its ray's were coming through the skylight located directly over the hot tub. He warmly remarked to her," You know dear, this week in Las Vegas sure did help your tan. I can't see a tan Melanie anywhere on the gorgeous body of yours." Then reaching over, he grasped Melanie's right hand in his left hand and pulled her closer to him on his side of the tub. On the way over to snuggle by his tanned muscular body, Melanie asked him," Why darling, I believe you just can't get enough of me lately? I just wonder why?" She smiled then him firmly on his strong, succulent lips before forcing her tongue deep within his mouth and moving her hand down to his muscular chest. "You are the hottest person I know." He said. Why you know you are the best thing that has ever happened to me ever. The very best thing!" Melanie smiled, then paused a moment. She thought about what he had said. She got mad and madder. "Dear, I'm not a thing! No, I'm not anything. I'm a full fledged woman not simply a sex object." Tad smiled and tried to play it off. He told her," You knew what I meant?" "Mean by what?" Melanie insisted. Dr. Tad Summers began to spill his guts and inner thoughts to Melanie Marsh," I mean, I really have enjoyed your company over the last week and I wish it would continue throughout the life of our upcoming marriage." Melanie smiled. "It better! I can't believe you." "What do you mean dear?" He asked in such way to confuse her because he knew his position in the argument was extremely weak. Melanie had gotten a little upset at this point that the conversation began to get in the way of their night of romance. She did not wish this to happen. She whispered to Tad," I can't..." About the same time as Melanie Marsh said the word 'can't', the telephone rang. Tad nudged his fiancée, saying, "We better get the phone, it may be important!" Melanie Marsh began to really get hot just thinking about all of these distractions and how they were ruining her special evening with Tad. The moonlight, the snow, the rushing water, and the mood music were all perfect. She softly whispered to him, "Let's just not answer the phone and forget about it." Dr. Tad Summers began to get upset that his lovely fiancé would rather just forget the phone. He told her," I just can't forget the phone." Melanie heard the tone that was in his voice and decided to come over and sit right next to him. She moved over to sit down right next to him and began to rub her hard nipples of her erect breasts all over his back. At the same time, Melanie took her finely manicured long fingernails and moved them up and down on Tad's rippled tanned stomach. Her nails played heartily with his washboard abs before she switched to rubbing around his hard, erect nipples. Smiling smugly, Melanie said," Darling, I can see that you are forgetting about the phone." With his body ready for passion and one of the most beautiful women in the world playing with him, he said to her, "Well, I guess if you put it that way, I can forget all about the phone." "Good, I can't!" She popped out of the tub, grabbed a towel to put over her head and went directly to answer the phone. While on the phone, Melanie was putting on a show for Tad Summers. Standing in the doorway, she had a great backlight that bounced rays off her wet glistening body. The beaded water slowly rolled off her smooth, tanned, smoking hot body. She slowly, sensually, and shyly moved her long brown hair form side to side causing her body to gyrate and her large erect breasts to be fully aroused, firm, and extremely erect. She sent off a body language that shouted," Take me now, take me, I need you now!" Dr. Tad Summers was about to come unglued in the tub as he watched her. He was stimulated with the mere thought of her return and her nude body next to his. The mood was suddenly broken when Melanie came back from the phone call and told him," The phone call was from the Dr. Sally Glasser-Young at Genetech..." Tad Summers' expression on his face changed as he asked," What?" "Yes she wanted to tell us that she got some more information from the inside on Genetech." Melanie explained. "Wow that is strange. We were just talking about that. Wasn't it about seven months ago that she sent you to Los Angeles to check out her research?" He asked. Melanie jumped in the hot tub and threw her arms around Tad. She gave him a large hug and then said," We are needed." "Damn the timing!" He muttered. He then looked at her. "Why do we have to leave?" She kissed him on the forehead and put his head on her breasts. She gave him a large hug, rubbing her nipples in his face, after which she told him," We need to be ready and at the airport in thirty minutes."

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