Kazak the Wanderer

By Beth Hoyer

Kazak the wanderer's tale of his nomad adventures of travels around planet Aire's native countries while driving a truck and meeting people he encounters on the way.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Beth Hoyer
• Release date: Feb 25, 2023
• ISBN: 9798215981863

Beth Hoyer

I'm currently a lover of cats. I love to type stories on my computer for hours. I like the science fiction fantasy genre with romance thrown in it when it comes to my stories. I like to take hikes through forests snapping photos to use as my covers for my stories. I'm an aspiring author of science fiction fantasy.AccomplishmentWe that seek goals and dreams,Seek many ways for the dreams,To be accomplished.We that seek the path to the goal,Know there will be many paths.Choosing the right one,Will take time.We that dream the impossible,To be accomplished,Will face many,Obstacles, bridges,And challenges,To be overcome in time.It will take time for,There’s no challenge too great,Nor too small that waits,To be conquered.

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Kazak the Wanderer

Edenia Series Aire

By Beth Hoyer 2023

Kazak was driving a truck around a watery body a large ocean sized lake driving a scenic route onto the road with Mariana a female passenger.

She turned on the radio that said Yellow flag offside!

Mariana said Offside? They ought to do away with that and just let the player move anywhere they want on the field for the sport of Footing the Bill.

Kazak said That’s Spotted Ball not Footing the Bill.

Who cares? she said I hate the sport of Footing the Bill that involved body slamming an opponent onto the ground trying to pin them.

Kazak said That’s not Footing the Bill that’s Slammer as dubbed.

Ugh Spotted Ball how barbaric Mariana said in response.

Kazak said Not barbaric but Spotted Ball is fun to eat food and watch the game following the players’ attempts to kick the ball into the net guarded by goalkeeper.

Marina gave up retching noises of Ugh!

Kazak switched the radio to music that sounded of thudding drums booming Boom!

Mariana switched the radio back to sports despite he said Hey I was listening to that!

She said No I don’t want to listen to that head pounding noise.

Kazak said Not head pounding but heart thumping vibration.

Mariana said Whatever I hate your music it’s awful.

Her comment made him stop driving Screech!

What are you saying? He said addressing Mariana he added Didn’t you cheer at the music concert we went to at McGuire’s for the band the Thumpers?

She shook her head and said Nope I hated the music ugh.

Kazak said Then why did you come along with me to that concert when you hate the music?

She spoke Just to have a good time with my boyfriend the drummer of the Thumpers himself.

Kazak gapped at her Boyfriend? I thought we had something going here?

Mariana shook her head no without a comment resumed the sporting radio she said comment Red cards shouldn’t be allowed.

Kazak said That’s a part of the game.

He drove a bit reaching the beach to park the car as she snickered pulling out her communicator You heard of this loser my twin?

Kazak double take look to recognize her nails had black ink onto them to realize She’s Mary the twin sister not Mariana.

Mary was known for black ink nails and dressing in black while Mariana was known for loud colors of pink and orange. He eyed Mary he realized was her dressed in Mariana’s pink coat but had a black dress with tight leggings in black.

She had her communicator at her ear she said I was right when I warned you of this loser not so smart in thinking mind.

Kazak eyed her with gapping shock as she ignored him and began texting by thumbs beeps galore ending talking call.

Kazak looked away stewing angrily thinking Mary is one piece of work trying to breakup my relationship with her sister Mariana.

He spoke loudly Your Mary not Mariana.

She looked at him and shook her head no saying Wrong twin I’m Mariana.

Kazak gestured to her hands Your nails are twinning to what Mary is known for wearing pointing you as that twin with the clothes underneath your jacket.

The twin that Kazak was unsure of who she was again shook her head no and said Wrong twin I’m not who you think I am.

Kazak got her snickering like I’m telling a joke I’m not caring what you said.

He in response turned to face the driver’s seat thumping hands onto the wheel as she watched him he frustrated thinking I can’t tell twins apart.

He adjusted his seat to lean back for shutting his eyes as he said Just do your communicator’s call I’ll take a nap.

Kazak heard her beep communicator as beeped followed by hearing He’s what you warned me up accusatory with this joke of me as you when I’m not you.

Kazak ignored her in response as she continued to speak What do you think of James Jamestown himself the drummer from Thumpers?

She sighed and said He’s dreamy with his lips kissing me during this loser getting drinks for us both.

Kazak felt his rage rising within him as she added He’s got kissable lips.

Her flattery comments of the drummer were enough to see red which he sat up in a fast move roaring Enough of this!

He got the female looking at him pulling her communicator from her ear.

He snarled angrily Just get out of my truck and call this James for a ride! Get out!

The female stared at him with eyes wide as he howled Get out of my truck with that attitude of seeing me as a loser!

She obeyed to get out of his truck with her backpack purse in hand as heard said I’m right he’s uncaring.

Kazak snarled GRR and without a word started the truck he blind in his rage to not pay attention that he had the vehicle’s key go forwards than backwards. He leaned back to back up pressing the movement pedal only to find the truck going forwards in a fast move into the water.

Beeping beep! the electronic vehicle whined as shutdown cutting its functions off.

Kazak punched a fist aimed at the window making a cracked indention around his hand. He forced himself to get out of the truck with water spilling inside it he slammed the door shut with a banging thud. The female on the beach he saw grimaced from his truck’s door slam like noise is loud twinning to Mariana’s behavior. Kazak walked out of the waist deep water grumbling to him as he grabbed his twinning duffle bags from the truck’s bed that contained his personal clothes and items including his sleeping bag. Kazak was sleeping in his truck’s bed at campgrounds for he didn’t have a home to go to after his parental raisers succeeded in kicking him out of their residence once he graduated university school. His parental raisers were a pair of females twinning by the looks he could never tell them apart that had names of Charlene and Charlotte that made him question the nature of their relationship.

They claimed to him We’re married to each other.

The raisers from their married talk made him think a female to female relationship but he got mixed signals on their nature of their togetherness. He noticed a gardener to the private street’s residences a male with easy on the eyes status of muscles that made him jealous with envy that his chest wasn’t that filled out muscular. Charlene he figured from the clothes was seen targeting the gardener with sexual like attitude.

He caught her kissing him hands onto her breasts kneading her with in the shed both heard moaning Your good!

Kazak opened the shed seeing them gasped What the depths?!

They broke apart followed by Charlene snarling You’ll ruin everything!

Charlene started a negative like smear campaign against him towards Charlotte as said Kick him out he’s troublesome!

Charlotte verbalized firmly I refused till he graduated university school first before he can leave as oath.

Kazak passed his driver’s test to drive recently within seven suns’ later is when he was called to the dean’s office I declared you graduated! this made him question the graduation underneath questionable terms as the male said ‘Your credits are enough to graduate congratulations so leave the school nothing you can do not to be taught."

Kazak came home with the form of graduation with his paperwork he showed the couple which Charlene that didn’t like him reminded Charlotte Your oath as said for our offspring graduating university school?

I’ll keep the oath your out of here. Charlotte said despite he caught Charlene having a smirking look behind her back like attitude he figured meant Pesky problem solved good!

Charlotte got him into his room handing him twinning duffle bags she dictated what he was to pack including given a raggedy sleeping bag that appeared to come from the couch as slipcover.

He balked sleeping with the sleeping bag at first thinking Ew disgusting.

Charlotte gave him the keys to their second vehicle an electronic truck and said Good airs to you keep in touch.

Kazak found he wasn’t inclined to send communication towards the females on where he went and avoided sending postcards marking his location.

He would send a regular postcard without a location marking to say I’m fine I’m traveling and enjoying myself.

Kazak kicked the back wheel of the truck as he walked out of the water with his bags and sleeping bag ignoring his wet status of his pants highlighting his commando status of no undergarment. He kneeled onto the beach dropping his items glaring at the truck useless ignoring the female watching him silently. Kazak ignored her to stare at the water watching as the muddy quicksand sunk the truck underneath the water’s surface till its top most part was peeking out barely.

He stewed angrily There goes my ride and my sleeping sanctuary.

Kazak thumped fists onto his thighs stewing angrily at himself I’m so blinded with anger again that I caused this disaster.

He recalled angrily the truck was a rental from a company that leased him the vehicle from his original one suffering twinning fate driven into the water out of distracted driving.

Kazak recalled his electronic truck’s driven status was him having an argument started by the female a hitchhiker he picked up with thumb out I need a ride!

She was seated into passenger’s side said Shut up with the music turn it off too loud!

This got him saying I’m driving I determine the music on and off.

This talk got them both arguing "I’m the one who determines music on or off!’

He out of furiousness drove on the beached area where vehicles weren’t allowed to drive in the campground he too mad to pay attention to signs said No driving allowed.

She thumped fists onto his side that made him wave a hand at her shouting Stop that behavior I’m driving!

Her fisting got him distracted to swerve and drove the truck into the water. The truck exposed to the water shutdown as a result.

Kazak shouted Blast it! which the truck refused to start.

The female defiant said Serves you right you bummed idiot! Next time listen to your passenger for their right!

She got out of the vehicle water spilling into it with her backpack slamming the door before he could comment a remark furthering the argument. The truck wound up stuck visibly in the water as a result despite later towed out by tow truck.

The authorities handed him a paper fine bill as said You’re paying for this damage to the beach and this pollution of your vehicle into the water.

The monetary fine was in the five hundred money amount that caused him to spend camping seasons working at the campground to pay his debt. His job involved picking up after people’s trash and discarded items paying his debt while he set money aside for another truck to rent. The truck of his when towed out looked like it was electronically dead and rusted that he had to go to a scrap yard for metal to get