Rhett Alexander Hamilton
Bio
On a treasure excursion, in the deep forests of Fiji, a local had entrusted me with a magical emerald pen - leading me to become one of the most prominent writers in American literature.
Pseudonyms: Alexander (Adult) and Ana Mercer (Y/A)
Stories (12/0)
Alhamdulillah!
Chapter Nine A Kite In A Hurricane I How should we reward the greatest minds this world has ever known? Should their existence be without stimulation, with ease of challenge and obstacles, or should their life be an uphill battle with great opposition? Should peace be their goal; or should it be victory? Were they not created to advance and repair the universe as the world sheds the last of its primordial skin so evolution and the freshness of God’s immaculate design can illuminate through the darkness?
By Rhett Alexander Hamilton3 years ago in Futurism
Alhamdulillah!
Part 2 SHILOH I will go before you and will level the mountains. I will break down gates of bronze and cut through bars of iron. I will give you hidden treasures, riches stored in secret places, so that you may know that I am the Lord, the God of Israel, who summons you by name.
By Rhett Alexander Hamilton3 years ago in Futurism
Alhamdulillah!
Chapter Five A Marriage I Hosea stood on the Florence balcony, staring at the golden ring he adorned under the Italian sunrise. He was wealthy, famous, married, and had been around the world in the fourteen months he had been away from Moriah.
By Rhett Alexander Hamilton3 years ago in Futurism
Alhamdulillah!
Chapter Four An Endless Room I Two weeks later, Hosea flew to Nashville. He refused his manager’s advice and traveled by a commercial flight. He wouldn’t waste the opportunity by being in first-class or a window seat – he enjoyed being in the coach aisle and where the most foot traffic would be.
By Rhett Alexander Hamilton3 years ago in Futurism
Alhamdulillah!
Chapter Three A Bottle of Euphoria I Hosea had been on every television channel, packed stadiums across the world, and accumulated a great wealth. Everyone wanted to see him and hear him perform. His album sold so fast, the record label couldn’t keep up with printing. Every day his agent had to unplug the phone just to give himself some peace and quiet.
By Rhett Alexander Hamilton3 years ago in Futurism
Alhamdulillah!
Chapter Two A Nightmare I Hosea had awoken early in the morning when the sun was purple – before it birthed the candelabra ember that gave the day its preliminary dawn. He watched Salome sleep, transfixed with her beauty and the calmness of her body. His mind was too eager to sleep, it was rehearsing, and anxiously awaiting the progression of the day’s work. Hosea remained transfixed with her, giving his mind great ease until the orange sun turned yellow, slowly peeling open her bright green-blue eyes.
By Rhett Alexander Hamilton3 years ago in Futurism
Baseball
ACT I – A View from the Bridge Parker Merriweather exited the backseat of his black luxury sedan. He ignited the cigarette softly glued to his lips by the saliva that had dried nearly three minutes before. He inhaled the introductory smoke and peeled the filter from his lips. Parker owned the car and was fully excused to do whatsoever he pleased inside of it, but as any ritualistic vice a person may have, it was far more gratifying to be patient until the opportune moment and everything was perfect—when she was in his sight.
By Rhett Alexander Hamilton3 years ago in Humans