Three Novellas

by Chambers, Cameron H.

• ISBN13: 9781462046294
• ISBN10: 1462046290
• Format: Paperback
• Copyright: 2011-08-30
• Publisher: Textstream

Summary

Three Novellas is a finely interwoven collection of two sequels to Cameron H. Chambers' more popular novels, Confessions of an Internet Don Juan and Don't Cross the Devil, and a third novella dealing with illness, madness, alien invasions and an odd spiritual quest. The central character is Chris Devin, who is purportedly Satan's son, but in reality a time traveler from a distant galaxy. He conquers marauding aliens on earth and bequeaths the planet to the gentler, kinder earthlings. His is a life of a soldier, a cosmic soldier, who fights bravely and is duty bound to save earth, thus enabling him to return home.

Excerpts

The Revelation of Chris DevinByCameron H. ChambersA NovellaCopyright by Cameron H. Chambers 2011Also by Cameron H. Chambers:Don't Cross the DevilConfessions of an Internet Don JuanThe Stone CabinFor the Love of a Madmanwww.cameronhchambers.comThis is a work of fiction. The characters, incidents and dialogue are drawn from the author's imagination and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.Chapter OneHi, I am Chris Devin. I am an Internet Don Juan, but that's another story and I went by another name. I have been divorced twice, had my nose broken three times, been beaten up a half dozen times, attempted suicide twice; I was homeless for two years, filed bankruptcy once, and had four major psychoses. I was also raped as a child on more than one occasion. Oh, and I am an alien. The space alien kind. Like the Coneheads, but not from France. I am an American. I am also the only person who has walked on the moon. Sorry, Neil Armstrong et al.Allow me to reiterate. I am the only person who has walked on the moon. That was my biggest distinction for years, and I could not tell anyone, because I would have been locked up then. I consider myself a man, but my mom would probably say otherwise. I am only fifteen in this part of my saga. This saga will span about thirty years of my life. I was ten at the time I walked on the moon, but I still considered myself a man even then. I'll reflect on those years later. I was reborn during the Slick Willie Clinton boom years, and learned about Neil Armstrong and the others in history class. I thought it hysterically funny. There are plenty of people, mostly older conspiracy theorist types I know, that believe the moon launch was media hype, but I figured out how to get there and I was actually sent there by the CIA. There was a munitions depot on the moon, a gathering of ammo to be used in an invasion of earth. Someone had to blow it up and hopefully make it home again, which I did. It was a miracle I performed. I am a Saint, but I don't feel like one. I don't particularly behave like one either.