Hiroshima, Golden Messenger

By E. Mendell

Hiroshima, Golden Messenger, is the first book in a collection of short stories. The adventure begins with an unfortunate meeting that forces Hiro to face his long forgotten past. The dark mystery is a torment to Hiro who wants nothing more than to forget his past completely and live a normal life. Things go amiss when a girl begins leaving him messages on a bench beneath a golden paperweight in the shape of a waving cat. Hiro was afraid to read the notes at first. If he learned the girl's name it would not be long before she died a terrible death. Such is the curse that forced Hiro into a life of solitude. However fate had decided time was no longer on his side.
Hiro's past was catching up with him. All he had run away from was returning with a vengeance, but he was not the only point of attack. The note-leaving girl was now tangled in the madness as well and Hiro realizes her future had been thrust into his hands. His past and present collide and endanger not only Hiro, but Castroph City and the girl as well. He tries to hold on and fight for the life outside his dark secrets, but once evil seeps in it cannot be easily removed.

• Language: English
• Publisher: E. Mendell
• Release date: Mar 30, 2014
• ISBN: 9781310230189

E. Mendell

I am a Fiction Author that writes what I would love to read. My interests in writing are many and I take time to write and experiment with all types of genres and book sizes. Anywhere from short stories to thick novels, Horror to Science Fiction, I've written all kinds. I've been writing since I was able to put words together and my first published book (Eysheus Saga, book one, Blood River) Is the beginning of my greatest work so far. I was home schooled and with my free time studied and advanced my writing abilities. My stories have been sitting and waiting for the chance to see the light of day so here I hope to accomplish that.Writing is my reason to live. Ink is my blood, inspiration is the oxygen I breath. I hope all readers will see that in every story I publish here and above all I hope my stories are enjoyed.

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Hiroshima Book One

E. Mendell

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Copyright 2014 E. Mendell

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Golden Messenger

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- Golden Messenger -

For one world, all was lost. Pain. Separation. The ache of a beating heart torn and shredded… all that once was will never be again. The white hand of death was coming closer with every breath, yet still so far…

"Don’t come!" The voice screamed through the swirling darkness. Stars morphed and the galaxies spiraled out of control. Don’t come closer! Cried the voice again in such pitiful agony that to hear it would break one’s heart. A heavy sob of anguish filled the emptiness. Stay away! Don’t come here! It cried.

In the blackness none saw the crystal tears that mingled with the stars.

~ One ~

A burst of light made Hiro’s golden eyes fly open. He sat up at once, his shadowy black hair whipping around his face as he held the blankets to his heart, panting for air. He stared at the window above his head to the sunlight spilling in on him. Hiro blinked, holding his hand up to shield his eyes. His bangs were long at the front and the back was spiked out and short. He had pale skin and wore a nightshirt and jeans. Once again he had gone to bed without a care, collapsing onto the mattress and coiling himself with the thin blankets.

He narrowed his eyes miserably. So… another day decided to dawn, he whispered gently. He sighed sadly, lowering his head for a moment before rolling out of bed and standing up. The small room he slept in was his whole house. It was small and dark with no lights, scarcely any electric and a tiny bathroom. A laptop lay on Hiro’s bed with the wrinkled sheets. Dirty clothes were piled on the floor at the foot of the bed and so were a pile of books and papers. Hiro paid these no mind as he dug through the clothes and found two mismatched socks. He held them up, collapsing onto the mattress that lay solo on the floor. He had no real bed or many possessions. Most of what he treasured he kept on him at all times.

Hiro pulled on the socks, grabbing the boots that sat beside the clothes pile. He slipped them on, tying them tight before standing. His golden eyes swept the room before he grudgingly realized he was still wearing his nightshirt. With slight reluctance he pulled it off, tossed it aside and searched the floor for a different shirt to wear.

The winner was a black jacket that he always wore. He paused before putting it on though and glanced down at himself.

The bandages around his abdominal made him cringe and he swiftly pulled on