Aztec Vampire Princess Qonzilqointec Marks Nicolas Maduro’s 2nd Inauguration

January 10, 2019 at 11:52 pm (Espionage, Geopolitics and International Relations, International Espionage, International Intrigue, love, News, Romance, Spy Tales, The Supernatural, Vampire novel) (, , , , , , , , , , )


The Aztec vampire princess Qonzilqointec got up and walked away after she had successfully poisoned the head of Venezuela’s intelligence service.

She also had in her possession and in her purse the location of two Russian Tu-160 nuclear bombers (with nuclear bombs aboard) in Venzeula.

She’d be contacting British MP Renfield R. Renfield with that information.

She’d also be text messaging a photo of the head of the Venezuelan Intelligence Service (lying dead on the floor with a poisoned olive from a martini hanging from his mouth) to Venezuelan President Nicolas Maduro moments after he was inaugurated for a second time.

The Aztec vampire princess would now be flying to Havana Cuba where she would watch Cuban President Miguel Diaz-Canal receive the Pope Francis Medal of Freedom Award presented to the Cuban leader by a leading Latin American liberation theology Jesuit theologian on behalf of the Pontiff.

She’d then meet with a United Nations official the vampire Lev Tomi (who in his mortal life had been Leon Trotsky the head of the Communist Fourth International) and plot their strategy to talk actress Angelina Jolie into running for the Democratic Party Presidential nomination in 2020.

After the vaudeville papal awards ceremony and the Tomi meeting, she’d then have a tantric sex marathon with Canadian vampire hunter Dracul Van Helsing in a Havana hotel room.

-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Thursday January 10th
2019.

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Reblog- Putting a Face on Venezuela’s Humanitarian Crisis

September 29, 2018 at 10:52 pm (Commentary, Geopolitics and International Relations, International Intrigue, News, Personal essays) (, , )

An excellent blog post about the catastrophic humanitarian disaster currently unfolding in Venezuela 🇻🇪 .
Written by my good friend and fellow blogger Henry Lewis.

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For those who have been paying scant attention to the news-worthy articles tucked between Trump headlines, the on-going humanitarian crisis in Venezuela may be but a blip on an already disorienting radar screen. However, with the pending collapse of President Nicolas Maduro’s government looking more inevitable as the days pass, along with limits to immigration being high on the agenda of many countries, this is a crisis to which we should all be paying attention.

Each day, Venezuelans are dying from malnutrition and treatable diseases due to hyperinflation that’s driving up prices and causing severe shortages of basics like food and medicine. The callous mindset that rules in Caracas was once again placed on international display this past week when President (and dictator) Maduro and his wife dined on the finest cuts of beef at an expensive soirée in Istanbul while his own people were starving back in Venezuela.

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To Overthrow Maduro

February 1, 2018 at 11:31 pm (Espionage, Geopolitics and International Relations, International Intrigue, News, The Supernatural, Vampire novel) (, , , , , , , , , , )

To Overthrow Maduro

Renfield R. Renfield MP was sitting in his parliamentary office drinking from his Churchillian bottle of brandy.

Churchill’s image once again left the oil painting of Sir Winston Churchill that hung in Renfield’s office and sat in the chair across from him.

“So has Dr. Cadbury Rocher brought the vampire Dracula back from the dead so we can use him as our ally in the war against Recep Tayyip Erdogan’s coming revised Ottoman Empire?” Churchill asked.

“He has,” Renfield nodded, “but I’m afraid our dear old Count will have to rest for awhile so that his buttocks can recover from the sound tomatoing that dominatrix Sherrielock Holmes gave him.”

“Hm, pity,” Churchill drank from his spectral bottle of brandy, “so Sherrielock Holmes as an immortal is very much alive. I remember I had my own buttocks tomatoed 🍅 on occasion by the lovely Miss Holmes.”

“Her whip really does seem to get around,” Renfield felt a tingling in his own buttocks.

“I think our next plan should be to overthrow the government of the Marxist despot Nicolas Maduro in Venezuela,” Churchill finished his spectral bottle of brandy.

“And what do you have in mind?” Renfield asked.

“Listen carefully,” said Churchill as he lit a spectral cigar.

Renfield drew closer and immediately started choking on the ghostly smoke 💨.

-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Thursday February 1st
2018.

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Pike’s Plan

February 3, 2017 at 12:43 pm (Commentary, Geopolitics and International Relations, History, International Intrigue, Mystery/horror, News, Vampire novel) (, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , )

Yes, the Golden Circle superstate would come into existence, Robur Pike reflected.

And Havana, Cuba would be its capital.

But of course something would have to be done about Cuban President Raul Castro.

Fortunately Cuban Revolution senior statesman Fidel Castro had done the Knights of the Golden Circle a favour and kicked the bucket back in November.

But Cuban President Raul Castro was still alive and kicking.

And plotting to establish a Marxist New World Order that would receive the Apostolic Blessing of Pope Francis.

Robur Pike figured he’d better nip that in the bud right away.

He crushed a white rose and a red rose that he had bought from an elderly Cuban woman who was selling roses in the cafe.

Pike already knew how Raul Castro would be killed. And by whom.

. . .

Salaman the Magician was in Caracas, Venezuela.

In addition to being a successful stage magician, Salaman was also a successful hypnotist.

And he had been hired by a certain individual to hypnotize Venezuelan President Nicolas Maduro.

Which is what he was currently doing at the moment.

“Nicolas,” Salaman spoke softly, “listen to me. I am the ghost of Comrade Chavez.”

“You are the ghost of Comrade Chavez,” Maduro spoke in a zombie like voice.

You shall do exactly as I say,” Salaman directed.

“I shall do exactly as you say, Comrade Hugo,” Maduro continued his impersonation of American actor Chuck Norris at his dramatic speaking voice best.

. . .

Raul Castro got off the phone.

He looked at his aide Juan Ernesto Garcia.

“I just got the most peculiar phone call from President Maduro of Venezuela,” Castro pushed the Freeze button on the DVD of the movie The Manchurian Candidate that he had been watching.

“Really?” Juan gave his leader his undivided attention.

“Yes, he needs to see me right away for some reason,” Castro frowned, “he says he’s flying to Havana tonight in his private jet.”

Meanwhile at Havana Airport, another private jet was flying out of the country. Headed towards the Middle East. Robur Pike bid the lights of Havana good-bye from his window.

He then lay back in his plane’s hot tub, sipped on a martini and thanked Lucifer that he wasn’t a Syrian refugee.

-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Wednesday February 1st
2017.

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Qonzilqointec’s Coup

March 6, 2015 at 6:50 pm (Geopolitics and International Relations, News, Vampire novel) (, , , , , , , )

Qonzilqointec’s Coup

The Aztec vampire princess Qonzilqointec was in the Venezuelan capital of Caracas.

Qonzilqointec had been good friends with Venezuela’s late President Hugo Chavez who died 2 years ago this past Thursday.

But she didn’t think much of his successor Nicolas Maduro whom she thought was a complete dolt to say nothing of being a tyrant.

So she was in Caracas arranging his overthrow.

To be continued.

-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Friday March 6th
2015.

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Qonzilqointec Melts The Ice

March 18, 2014 at 7:28 pm (Geopolitics and International Relations, Humour, News, Vampire novel) (, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , )

Qonzilqointec Melts The Ice

The Aztec Vampire Princess Qonzilqointec had been called by her good friend Arizona Sen. John McCain asking for help in de-thawing the U.S. government’s most pre-eminent hired assassin Pan Goatee.

The astral projecting genetically created half-man half- goat satyr and professional serial killer turned U.S. government agent had been frozen in a terrible Washington D.C. snow storm several weeks ago.

Despite all their best efforts while burning the midnight oil (especially burning the midnight oil) the top research scientists at DARPA could not de-thaw the creature.

In desperation, one of the directors of DARPA phoned John McCain for help.

In turn, McCain turned to his friend Princess Qonzilqointec.

McCain figured that a hot looking young looking 600- odd year old Aztec Vampiress (like most women over 30, she wouldn’t reveal her true age) who looked the spitting image of the hot and sultry actress Salma Hayek might be sizzlingly hot enough to de-thaw Pan Goatee.

So McCain phoned Qonzilqointec.

He had to wait half an hour while Her Vampiric Highness chewed out Venezuelan President Nicolas Maduro on the other line.

She told Maduro that he was a despot and a tyrant who oppressed his people and that he had neither the charisma nor compassion of his predecessor Hugo Chavez.

She told Maduro that he didn’t have the testicles Chavez did and she included in that the state of testicles of Chavez’s currently decomposing body.

After Maduro hung up the phone to have a much needed bowel movement, Qonzilqointec took Sen. McCain’s call.

When McCain explained to Qonzilqointec the situation, she immediately boarded her luxury jet and flew up to Washington D.C.

She arrived at DARPA Headquarters wearing a see-through Versace evening dress.

She only paid €25,000 for this dress.

She had to laugh at her rival for world domination- the Paris-based Egyptian Vampiress Isis who stupidly paid €50,000 for her Versace evening dress and then ruined it by flying around Paris on a smog-filled evening and flying directly into the Eiffel Tower.

As Qonzilqointec walked by the guards outside DARPA headquarters while wearing her see-through Versace evening dress, she caused them to have huge bulging erections in their pants.

The sole exception was the guard who was gay.

Although the gay guard happened to have a crush on Justin Bieber and at that moment he was mentally conjuring in his mind those haunting yet so arousing TV images he saw of Justin Bieber in handcuffs.

So he too had a bulging erection in his trousers.

They got Qonzilqointec into the DARPA research lab where the Aztec Vampiress promptly mounted Pan Goatee’s giant ice cube and went to work.

“I’ll never be able to look at an ice cube in the same way again,” a DARPA administrator commented after watching the scene with riveted attention for several minutes.

“My wife’s going to notice that I’ll be spending even more time around the refrigerator than usual,” another DARPA administrator remarked.

“It’s alive,” a female DARPA scientist gasped.

“Oh yes, yes, yes!” Qonzilqointec screamed.

“I’m glad I use Clairol Herbal Essences Shampoo on my body hair,” were Pan Goatee’s first words as he came back to life.

To be continued.

-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Tuesday March 18th
2014

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Aztec Vampire Princess Qonzilqointec Phones Set On 66th Anniversary of Roswell Crash

July 8, 2013 at 7:36 pm (Geopolitics and International Relations, Vampire novel) (, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , )

Aztec Vampire Princess Qonzilqointec Phones Set On 66th Anniversary Of Roswell

At 1800 hours Greenwich mean time, the London-based billionaire ancient Egyptian vampire Set received a phone call from the Mexico City based Aztec vampire Princess Qonzilqointec.

Her Vampiric Highness spoke in her usual sexy and sultry vampiress voice,  “It was 66 years ago today that a UFO crashed at Roswell, New Mexico.”

“And were you speaking to the pilot of the UFO just before he crashed?” Set asked as he spilled red wine all over himself.

“No, I wasn’t,” Qonzilqointec breathed into the phone like a lime Margarita going down one’s throat on a hot summer day.

“Then he died comfortless,”  Set grabbed a wet towel and wiped himself off.

“Was your chief scientist Dr. Cadbury Rocher ever able to successfully clone the dead aliens from the DNA that Renfield stole from Area 51 in Nevada?” Qonzilqointec asked.

“Nothing successful so far,”  Set replied as he swallowed a Viagara tablet with his next sip of red wine.

“I think I can do something to help,” Qonzilqointec breathed into the phone like crystal clear water cascading down a waterfall.

“Yes?” Set felt a new erection coming on as Roger Whittaker sang I can feel a new tomorrow comin’ on… on the radio.

“If we can get Edward Snowden refuge in Venezuela, this will help our plans immensely,” Qonzilqointec soothed sultrily.

“It will?” Set was frozen in ecstasy.

“Yes,” Qonzilqointec sighed with the silkiness of black lace lingerie, “I was good friends with the late Hugo Chavez and I think I can convince the current Venezuelan President Nicolas Maduro to receive Snowden.”

“I think you probably can,”  Set came with the full force of a volcanic eruption.

The billionaire ancient Egyptian vampire put the phone down and called out to his valet,  “Athelstan, I think my pants need to be sent out to the dry cleaners.”

To be continued.

-Aztec Vampire Princess Qonzilqointec Phones Set On 66th Anniversary of Roswell Crash

-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Monday evening
July 8th 2013

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