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Paradise Fought: Abel

L.B. Dunbar


All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted without written permission from the publisher, except in the case of a reviewer, who may quote brief passages embodied in critical articles or in a review.

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.


© 2016 Laura Dunbar


Cover Design – Kari Ayasha – Cover to Cover Design


Cover Photograph – Eric David Battershell – Eric Battershell Photography


Cover Model – Chase Bergner – Chisel Chase


Edits – Karen Hrdlicka – Barren Acres Editing


Format – Brenda Wright – Formatting Done Wright

Other Books by L.B. Dunbar

Sensations Collection

Sound Advice

Taste Test

Fragrance Free

Touch Screen

Sight Words


Legendary Rock Stars Series

The Legend of Arturo King

The Story of Lansing Lotte

The Quest of Perkins Vale

The Truth of Tristan Lyons

The Trials of Guinevere DeGrance


Mouth: A Steamy Anthology

“Paradise Tempted” – prequel to the Paradise Stories


Paradise Stories

Paradise Fought: Abel

Paradise Found: Cain
(coming June 2016)


For those who battle words, not

fists; and those who fight back, without using their fists.





"Which of you fathers, if your son asks for a 
, will give him a snake instead?"

-Luke 11:11

Table of Contents



Round 1

Round 2

Round 3

Round 4

Round 5

Round 6

Round 7

Round 8

Round 9

Round 10

Round 11

Round 12

Round 13

Round 14

Round 15

Round 16

Round 17

Round 18

Round 19

Round 20

Round 21

Round 22

Round 23

Round 24

Round 25

Round 26

Round 27

Round 28

Round 29

Round 30

Round 31

Round 32

Round 33

Round 34

Round 35

Round 36

Round 37

Round 38

Round 39

Round 40

Round 41

Round 42

Round 43

Round 44

Round 45

Round 46

Round 47

Round 48

Round 49

Round 50

Round 51

Round 52

Round 53

Round 54

Round 55

Round 56

Round 57

Knock Out Thank You

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Sneak Peek


Betta – otherwise known as the Siamese fighting fish – is a warrior being. The iridescent fish is beautiful in its own right; however, males are often more brilliantly colored. Typically put on display in small confines with the intention to highlight the splendor of the fish, the too small space can be unhealthy for such a magnificent creature. The confines are mentally restrictive and physically harmful.

Considered a labyrinth creature, the fish was forced to make adaptations after climatic changes occurred to its historical environment. It developed the amazing ability to breathe in two worlds at once. It has the skill to gain oxygen from two sources: air and water, two of the four classical elements.

The betta name comes from a clan of warriors and watching the fish fight became a popular sport in the mid-1800s. Spectators placed bets on the bravery of the combatant fish, not necessarily who would be the victor. However, as dominant creatures, they will fight until the death.

Solitary creatures, they do not swim in schools but prefer to be alone as soon as possible. The beta, the second, will break off from the alpha, and in this case, prefer to remain independent. Considered unsocial, this mysterious fish will fight males or females. It will even battle itself, if faced with its mirrored image.

This is the story of one such betta in the form of a man.

[Winter Break]

I met a girl in the pouring rain. It seems cliché, and yet it was true. The waves rolled in anger against the Hawaiian sand as I finished my run along the Kaanapali beach. The morning hours were dark, despite the time. The clouds were ready to break any second, and did so, just as I rounded the first building of the complex. I stopped abruptly and walked the remaining feet of the beach-side path, exhaling heavily from the exertion, despite the sudden shower.

That’s when I saw her.

She was standing with her arms crossed over her stomach. Her hands tucked into the ends of her sleeves, a hood on her head. I knew from the shapely tan legs, she was a girl. White shorts accentuated a tight ass. I passed her without a care as the rain increased. I purposely came too close to her but thought nothing of her. Removing my earbuds, that’s when I heard her. She was crying.

As I passed her, I questioned the sound until the unmistakable sound of a sob shook her. I turned back as her hand came up to wipe at her face. The rain was coming down in heavier pelts. Regardless of the warm air, the ocean water spray was cool. I was planning to ignore her. Whatever her problem was, it wasn’t mine. I had my own issues.

I was here on holiday, conditioning early so as not to be caught by my father. My daily runs were also a much needed escape from his wrath. Since my brother Cain’s possible incarceration, my father’s temper had reached new explosive heights. I was too old for him to take it out on me, besides I was the second son: the lesser one. It wasn’t my fault anyway that Cain was in trouble. It almost never was my fault.

Her sob sounded above the rolling thunder of waves, crashing on the sand, and made me stop. I turned back to her again and approached slowly. Damsels in distress were not my area of expertise. In fact, girls in general were not something I specialized in. I’d had limited experience, and what I’d had wasn’t particularly memorable.

“Excuse me. Are you okay?” I asked, keeping my voice low so as not to frighten her. We were strangers after all. We were alone on a stormy beach. The rain had increased further and the hard sheets were soaking us both. My sweatshirt was plastered to me with the combination of sweat and raindrops. Her head was still covered by the hood of her sweatshirt, so I wasn’t able to see her face. She waved me off without a response.

“You seem upset, but it’s really raining. Maybe you should go inside?”

She didn’t respond again. Her gaze remained focused on the rumbling waves that collided with each other and crashed onto the shore below us. I reached out and touched her upper arm. She flinched, and the bluest eyes I’ve ever seen pierced me to the core. I recognized her, but I couldn’t place how I knew her. Tears mixed with raindrops on her face. I was stunned into silence. Her liquid eyes were hard. I recognized the pain behind that cold stare.

I reached for her again to find her sweatshirt was as soaked as mine. Surprisingly, she let me tug her to a cabana. The complex had two large buildings adjoined with a main lobby, several stores, and a restaurant. My father owned his apartment and we were here for the winter break. We were also here avoiding. There were two pools, the outer one being closer to the ocean edge and surrounded presently with empty lounges and cabanas. A double lounger with cushions was huddled under the protection of the canvas overhead, and I led her inside.

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