Kill the President - Lost in the Abyss: A Serial Killer's Confession
Book by: Edmund
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WARNING – WARNING – WARNING ~ THIS BOOK CONTAINS DISTURBING, GRUESOME, AND GRAPHIC VIOLENCE AS WELL AS SEXUAL IMAGERY INCLUDING RAPE. IT IS NOT INTENDED FOR READERS UNDER THE AGE OF 18.
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THE FACE OF DEATH IS INCONSPICUOUS
KILL the PRESIDENT is a dark, raw, and uncensored page-turner chronicling the growth of a psychopathic killer from his first shocking, childhood mutilation. Charlie, his best friend in grammar school, and Jamie Carver, the first girl he ever loved, snuff out the spring of Teddy's life just as sure as if they plunged a knife into his heart.
An autobiographic diary of the evolution of Ted's psychopathic maturation, KILL the PRESIDENT presents the chilling and often grisly insight into the murky recesses of a tormented and troubled mind.
The last person anyone would suspect, Ted progresses through life as a model citizen, raises a family, and flourishes in business, political, and social circles. When his sordid past and considerable pernicious talents are discovered by a secret right-wing organization, Ted is blackmailed and presented with two choices: KILL the PRESIDENT of the UNITED STATES or be publicly exposed for the atrocities he has committed. Unwillingly, he agrees to the assassination.
***** READ THE SCREENPLAY FOR KILL THE PRESIDENT AND SEE HOW THE SCREENPLAY WAS DEVELOPED FROM THIS NOVEL.
(Under consideration by a Hollywood production company for a feature film)
Table of Contents
Chapter One
Chapter One
Ted Roth’s mind cyclones, recalling the events leading up to the assassination. Exhaling slowly, gutturally ... Read Chapter
Chapter Two
Chapter Two
The sultry August morning when Charlie died is as vivid to me today as the day it happened. I had no remorse t... Read Chapter
Chapter Three
Chapter Three
I began to tremble uncontrollably, my legs felt like rubber, and I thought I was going to collapse flat on t... Read Chapter
Chapter Four
Chapter Four
For the remainder of the afternoon, I played with some of the toys in my room. Most people, especially a kid,... Read Chapter
Chapter Five
Chapter Five
I thought for sure my mother would come up to see me, but she didn’t. I guess she listened to Detective Bax... Read Chapter
Chapter Six
Chapter Six
I heard my father answer the door and exchange greetings with Detective Baxter. The cop didn’t sound all tha... Read Chapter
Chapter Seven
Chapter Seven
After graduating from eighth grade, I entered the public school system in Teaneck. My parents couldn’t aff... Read Chapter
Chapter Eight
Chapter Eight
I was jarred from my plotting cerebral fantasies when I perceived the faint echo of a voice close to me. “... Read Chapter
Chapter Nine
Chapter Nine
Quite by accident, my first encounter with Jamie Carver was behind a drug store off of Cedar Lane, the main d... Read Chapter
Chapter Ten
Chapter Ten
Frankie arrived at my house at seven-thirty, Saturday night. He had already picked up his date, Joan. I jumped... Read Chapter
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Eleven
I waited until ten AM the following morning before I called, which was as long as I could stand, without he... Read Chapter
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Twelve
As our lives grind along,
and the zest of our spirit smothers,
and the craving for our ... Read Chapter
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Thirteen
I stood there surveying my rampage, the carnage I'd inflicted on the two lifeless bodies. An empty, hollo... Read Chapter
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fourteen
The natural process of genetic engineering, my mother and father falling in love, blessed me with a myria... Read Chapter
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Fifteen
Apparently, at ground zero of another raging August thunderstorm, my room was strobe incessantly as if a p... Read Chapter
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Sixteen
Mom and Dad, to say the least, were surprised by much of what I’d said to Baxter. If they believed my ta... Read Chapter
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Seventeen
About three-thirty PM, I was sitting in the den watching TV when the doorbell rang. Mom answered and was... Read Chapter
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Eighteen
At Fairleigh, I majored in Business with a minor in Data Processing. It might as well have been a minor i... Read Chapter
Chapter Ninteen
Chapter Nineteen
I first saw Kayley Tegan O’Brian in the fall of my Senior year at FDU.
I sat directly behind her in... Read Chapter
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty
I was waiting for Kayley outside of class. As she walked up, she skirted around two other students, noticea... Read Chapter
Chapter Twenty-one
Chapter Twenty-one
We relaxed in our cozy booth talking about anything and everything: St. Anns, former students Kayley th... Read Chapter
Chapter Twenty-two
Chapter Twenty-two
“It happened almost five years ago,” Kayley began. “I was happy with my station in life, se... Read Chapter
Chapter Twenty-three
Chapter Twenty-three
“I was picking up the last of the boxes at the rectory with Father Andre when Father Harold walked ... Read Chapter
Chapter Twenty-four
Chapter Twenty-four
Kayley nudged back from our enfold. “Ted, it’s getting late, would you like to stay over? I could ... Read Chapter
Chapter Twenty-five
Chapter Twenty-five
I watched the news on TV the next morning before heading off to class. There was no mention of Father ... Read Chapter
Chapter Twenty-six
Chapter Twenty-six
A week later, the telephone rang in my study.
“Hello.”
“Hi Ted, this is John.”
“H... Read Chapter
Chapter Twenty-seven
Chapter Twenty-seven
On the way home, I pieced it all together. Even if Blaney was telling the truth about all of Boatman... Read Chapter
Chapter Twenty-eight
Chapter Twenty-eight
That afternoon, I reviewed the President’s itinerary and settled on a fundraiser that was scheduled... Read Chapter
Chapter Twenty-nine
Chapter Twenty-nine
That morning, I slept in. When I awoke, Kayley was gone. I found a note in the kitchen saying that she... Read Chapter
Chapter Thirty
Chapter Thirty
In the enclosed space, the detonation was devastating. In a twenty-foot semicircle from the wall behind the... Read Chapter
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Babalah Jr.
Looks a professional read and well-structured for a story. It is also an inviting story and can capture attention and interest.
Sun, March 19th, 2023 2:04pmThere is one problem though, and only the rest of the world will see it, but not those from the U.S
You see, we are now in a changed phase of writing and reading books. It will not only be your family, friends, the place you live in, or your country who can get first to the book. Right now writers mostly use the new generation platforms to showcase their work, like in this case, Booksie. These platforms have readers and audiences from all over the world. So it can be advantageous to writers to write themes, descriptions and styles that have some relation to the topography of the world where audiences from all over can be able to relate to.
But just in your case, the entire writing seems channeled to a specific audience (if that is the case then it is totally okay and I respect it) You have used massive amount of descriptions and styles that someone from outside the U.S wouldn't understand, and I am one of them, from a different country. What this can do is turn someone off from reading what they don't get or relate to.
But all in all, this story is well-thought and looks to be given keen editing, and those from where they will relate to will actually love it.