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The Belmont Brothers: Binds - Part 1
The Belmont Brothers: Binds - Part 1
The Belmont Brothers: Binds - Part 1
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The Belmont Brothers: Binds - Part 1

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Jonathan and Jeremiah Belmont are about to experience an encounter with a creature unknown to man. Their lives will never again be the same.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherMatt Molgaard
Release dateSep 22, 2012
ISBN9781467548816
The Belmont Brothers: Binds - Part 1

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    The Belmont Brothers - Matt Molgaard

    The Belmont Brothers: Binds (Part 1 – Capture)

    By Matt Molgaard

    Published by Matt Molgaard and Smashwords

    Copyright 2012 Matt Molgaard

    Chapter 1

    Jonathan knew he’d broken his leg upon impact, and he knew it to be quite serious. There was a sound in the bushes, the horse had bucked, reared upright on its hind legs and sent him spiraling through the air in a morbid pirouette. He hit the cobblestone (a rare luxury lain in the wealthier regions of Northern California territory; only afforded by a financial influx the area had seen in the wake of the great gold rush) in powerful and precarious fashion, bouncing once before coming to rest in a wave of pain and bright white light: sprawled in an awkward position which no human body may rightfully contort. His leg was a twisted mess. Although he’d landed on his back, belly up, his kneecap was warped in a nauseating spin, facing the very stone in which he lay upon, a complete 180 degree shift. His tibia had split in half, vertically, not horizontally, and two jagged yellow tinged ivory shards protruded from either side of his upper calf, having shredded his flesh in jagged eruptions, tearing the fabric of his slacks. The bones protruded like a horrifically inconceivable pair of identical stalagmites of ages old, the dripping blood a thawing ruby ice.

    Plasma slowly spilled around the wounds, not a staggering amount by any means, but it made for a disconcerting piece of

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