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If Kisses Were
Bullets... a sick romance novel
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Partly Based on a true story of the successful failure of success.
"If you stop dreaming you start living. |
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About The Book H.X. Sin has crafted a novel that challenges everything. He began by developing his own linguistic rhythm to twist the brain making the main characters life story as confusing to the reader as it is to himself. This is not a book most will understand and never claims to be. Layered with social satire the antagonist ponders the world around him wondering why ignorance begets ignorance he is torn between his loathing of human nature and his desire to lead mankind away from its own destruction. Yet above all else he must never give up to the pressure of other peoples beliefs and always following his own personal moral code. If analyzing the philosophical depths doesn't keep you busy than solving the murder will. If Kisses Were Bullets... weaves through the history of the main character. We watch from his perspective as love and life cut him short. Is there something in his past that could have created a brutal serial killer? Was he in the wrong place in the wrong time? Or are his paranoid delusions real? Is he being set up? |
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An Excerpt
“I may not have them now but I’m getting them.”
“How’s that?” Jeff asks.
“Radiation,” I interject. The bald doctor looks up from his notes for a
second. “That is how most superheroes come about their powers. Unless of
course you’re an alien of some sort. Are you?”
“If he’s the only other form of life in the universe,” Jeff says, “I’d
rather be dead.”
“Yes,” I say. “I agree, I’d rather you were dead, too.”
“Watch it,” The doctor says.
“Well,” I turn back to Burt, “Radiation is a difficult thing to handle.
I might suggest genetic manipulation if I knew a doctor in this county
who’d do it…”
“You know a doctor who could?” Jeff asks.
“Of course, you know who I’m talking about,” I say. Jeff shuts up. “To
be honest, Burt, even if we could hit you with cosmic rays I don’t think
it would work.”
“Really?” Burt shrinks into depression.
“But, maybe your offspring will be genetically altered.”