eBooks „hood“
155 eBooks were found for the search term „hood“.
Yena Marukeda
Random Friends
- Fiction
- English
- 15137 Words
- Ages 18 and up
«Random Friends» a novel about two dwellers in a big city. Yumi, beautiful young woman architect. Once she met up with an office clerk name Daichi, their friendship revealed a deeper mystery. You’ll find answers to unasked questions. Two dreamed of many, but felt lost at thirty. Why they looking for oblivion to numb their yearnings, drowning longing, cynically trampling an own portrait from charming youth? Yumi has led a shadowy life, having been a solo parkour tracer. She had drawn attention by being caught on CCTV and the footage went straight to the Osaka News channel. Her face was hooded, dressed pretty unusual, an oversized jacket, backpack, earphones over the hood, and two pigtails that sometimes slipped out. Her tough, obscure style immediately makes her popular, but she didn’t wish so. Yumi has crossed the barrier, where the past has been thrown into the dustbin, but the future is yet to come. Two spare time together, having dinner, drinking a lot, musing on the ideas of Julius Evola. Their tricky humour was off the charts and friendship revealed deep secrets, but could they stay together despite the blows of fate?
Here’s to more cheerful moments and bright days! I wonder why you’re here, cause it’s not like anyone reads my books. You’re interested in my literature, aren’t you? But my novellas are for the poor. Me too was avoiding the downpour and dozing under the bridge. I’ve been dispirited and shed tears, but I don’t hold anyone accountable, because there is no one, and nothing at all. You wouldn’t believe me though. Nevermind, I forgive you and granting access to read my books as complement. [more]
Keywords: Urban Romance, Adventure, Philosophy, Martial arts, Architecture, Loneliness, Dreamer
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Jay Holloway
The Prang Codex
Preview & sample chapters
- Fiction
- English
- 2 Words
- No Age Recommendation
- 328
- 1
A preview and extracts from The Prang Codex, an episodic collection of tales set loosely in the mid twelfth century, in the last remaining independent Saxon monarchy in Norman England, due to a nifty legal loophole and an ancient Norman Conquest Charter.
A set of chronicles in which the King suffers visits from the two mincing actors, Short and Curly: Lorenz Lawne-Bowlyngge, the flamboyant interior designer: Dr Misaubin, the travelling apothecary and snake-oil man: the misguided owner of a henge-building franchise: a bunch of Notaries from the law firm of Minge Minge Crap-hound Spiv & Minge: Tull, the inventor of the Gardeners Claw: a money-grabbing Water-diviner: an itinerant Tiler: a bunch of homicidal German mercenaries: Joey Pantolooni, the leader of the worst circus on the planet, and many more, and we meet Griswolde Pauncefoote, the worst musician in the world: his brother, the Black Knight: Rijk Van Dyjke, the Flemish ice sculptor: Max Hispano-Suiza, carriage builder and second-hand cart dealer: Leonardo Van Tableaux, the hack tabloid painter: Archer, the longbow-man prepared to commit perjury on the King’s behalf: Dr Placebo-Ganglion, the castle physician: Blacques Jacques à t’Acques, the “French” pirate captain: Robin Hood: The Assassin Astreau-Turphe & Henry II (real King).
Our window into this murky medieval world is through the medium of Prang’s Journal, a scruffy assemblage of parchment sheets loosely bound in a ratty piece of second-hand vellum, that has survived the ravages of the centuries against all odds. Prang’s daily entries however are somewhat economical with the truth to put it mildly, tending to gloss over his faux pas in his dealings with the King and even omitting some of the worst episodes altogether. Fortunately for the sake of history we are able to assemble the true events behind these woefully sketchy diary entries from various recently-discovered contemporary writings which, unfortunately from Prang’s viewpoint, put the record straight.
Here, for the first time together, are extracts from Wizard Prang’s Journal, a chronicler clearly not in the same class as Samuel Pepys, together with the true catastrophic events behind each entry. [more]
Keywords: History, magic, wizard, knight, Plantagenet, Norman Conquest, comedy, dragon, spells, pratfalls, plague, armour, castle, medieval
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James Fenimore Cooper
The Two Admirals (Illustrated)
- Literary Collections
- English
- 179325 Words
- Ages 10 and up
- 123
It is a strong proof of the diffusive tendency of every thing in this country, that America never yet collected a fleet. Nothing is wanting to this display of power but the will. But a fleet requires only one commander, and a feeling is fast spreading in the country that we ought to be all commanders; unless the spirit of unconstitutional innovation, and usurpation, that is now so prevalent, at Washington, be controlled, we may expect to hear of proposals to send a committee of Congress to sea, in command of a squadron. We sincerely hope that their first experiment may be made on the coast of Africa.
It has been said of Napoleon that he never could be made to understand why his fleets did not obey his orders with the same accuracy, as to time and place, as his corps d'armée. He made no allowances for the winds and currents, and least of all, did he comprehend that all important circumstance, that the efficiency of a fleet is necessarily confined to the rate of sailing of the dullest of its ships. More may be expected from a squadron of ten sail, all of which shall be average vessels, in this respect, than from the same number of vessels, of which one half are fast and the remainder dull. One brigade can march as fast as another, but it is not so with vessels. The efficiency of a marine, therefore, depends rather on its working qualities, than on its number of ships.
Perhaps the best fleet that ever sailed under the English flag, was that with which Nelson fought the battle of the Nile. It consisted of twelve or thirteen small seventy-fours, each of approved qualities, and commanded by an officer of known merit. In all respects it was efficient and reliable. With such men as Hallowell, Hood, Trowbridge, Foley, Ball, and others, and with such ships, the great spirit of Nelson was satisfied. He knew that whatever seamen could do, his comparatively little force could achieve. When his enemy was discovered at anchor, though night was approaching and his vessels were a good deal scattered, he at once determined to put the qualities we have mentioned to the highest proof, and to attack. This was done without any other order of battle than that which directed each commander to get as close alongside of an enemy as possible, the best proof of the high confidence he had in his ships and in their commanders. [more]
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Chalen D.
The Self Harmed
The real story.
- Family & Relationships
- English
- 62113 Words
- Ages 16 and up
- 3497
- 25
*TRIGGER WARNING* Charlie is a cutter. She self-harms. When Her parents find out they send her to a recovery home, which is a school with dorms, Which have Doctors and Nurses crawling around, with sharp tongues and steel eyes with clip boards ready to write down every cut, suicide attempt, and pound lost. Charlie used to be normal She didn't used to cut. But then Her best friend Owen killed himself and She went down hill. Charlie Meets Clara at the school first. A starving Anorexic girl, who just wants a family of her own to raise. She doesn't care if she starves, but she hates it when her friends try to do the same thing. She's Charlie's roommate. Next she meets Ryder. It wasn't his piercing eyes that caught hers' but his small waist and his sticking out ribs. They soon bond over their mutual love of taking pictures. Ryder is Anorexic, cuts, and is suicidal. He's smart, quick, and protective, but a loner at the same time. She then meets Ayelie, A girl who is cynical, sarcastic, thinks her situation is hilarious, and wants anything but to recover. Charlie then meets her friends Daniel, Alen, and Ava. Charlie soon comes to find out she has the means to be Anorexic if she just cuts out the junk food. And when she does and drops weight, she craves to be skinny. Just when she thinks things can't get any worse, Owen walks through the front doors of the school straight from the grave. Three months of crying, of cutting, of wishing she was dead, all for nothing, because Owen is still alive. And she's pissed. Soon her Child hood friend Moves back into her old town. Caden and Charlie hit it off again, when Charlie heads home for a vacation. While she's away Her Dad cheats on her Mom and they split up. When Charlie and Caden are hanging out Caden makes a mistake, and Charlie see's his scars. So not only does Charlie head back to the school broken hearted about her family, She heads back to school with a new Crazy kid, (Ck) to meet her crazy Family. Owen and Caden don't get along. Caden's Dad and Charlie's Mom get married and Pregnant with twins. So now Charlie has two choices. Get better so she can teach her younger siblings to not hate themselves, or continue to starve, and stay in the school until she withers away into nothing. Light as a feather. [more]
Keywords: Eating disorder, Ana, Mia, Purge, cutting, cut, Self-harm, Ed, Recovery
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Andres A. Nunez T.
Gigi and The Heir of Hell
- Juvenile Fiction
- English
- 929 Words
- No Age Recommendation
- 443
- 2
It was a long time ago. No one besides your great-great-great grandparents would remember. But, some people do remember. The story starts where Gigi, a successful lady meets the love of her life.
Gigi Calsirberg was walking down a street in a small town in Connecticut. No one really remembers the name but it was sure someone would not forget this story. Okay, Gigi was walking down the street to a parking lot, where se was going to a commune. It as the 70s, and she was a hippie, in protest next fall. There was a red VW Kombi with tie-dyed doors, weird huh? She got there in fifteen minutes. She was suppose to wait for her boyfriend Jake Love (He had changed his last name from Lovepeck to just ‘Love’) to go to the commune.
“Where can he be?” she said a little loopy. “Am I high?” she said chuckling.
She took a little tiny mirror from her pocket. She examined her eyes. They were red, like if she had been wearing contact lenses.
“Yes, I am,” she said then, putting out a cigarette.
She took the kombi’s keys out of her pocket and put it in to open the door. She went to the driver’s seat to listen to the radio. Peace music, of course.
“This is so….Wow! Look at that man”!” she looked at the mirror and saw a pale man coming towards the kombi. That wasn’t her African American boyfriend. I know. Black and white can mix.
Anyways, that wasn’t him. No, it was not.
“Hey, man!” said Gigi, still loopy.
“Hey, wanna go for a ride?” he asked. He wore old fashion clothes, but not hippie for sure.
She did not know what to do. Should she wait for Jake? Or should she just go with this handsome guy? She thought about it about five seconds, and then said “Sure man, hop on”
The guy went to the other side in no time. Gigi was high, so but she did not know what to say or believe.
“That was fast man, what’s your friggin’ name?”
“John, what’s yours pretty flower?” he said, his voice soft and smooth.
Gigi could not help her pathetic giggling
“Gigi, but most people call me Gi. Do you wanna call me that?” she said
She was already flirting with this guy? He could be a drug dealer if you ask me! But hey, if she was already falling for this man’s fake façade, she would be making out with him in no time.
“Yes, love to do that!” he said “But, ain’t we suppose to go on a ride, Gi?” He said ‘Gi’ in a weird way so she could notice how he said it.
“Sure, man.” She ended u saying.
She started the kombi and then sped off towards nowhere especially. She just wanted to be with this weird man.
“So, where you from?” he said
“Ima New Yorker” said Gigi
“You aint got that weird-ass accent” said John.
“I know. I wasn’t raised n the ‘hood. I was raised in Jacksonville” she said
“Oh, ‘kay” he said, looking pale. Well paler.
“Where you from, man?” asked Gigi
“I’m from Cincinnati” he said
“Oh” said Gigi
“So, like, where you wanna go?” he asked Gigi.
“Don’t know. Where you wanna go?”
“Ma house.”
“I can take you there” said Gigi
“Thanks, man” said John
“Where is the crap? If you don’t tell me I will neva be able to know, you know”
“Just go to San Diego!” he said
“What? San Diego?! Hey, listen man, we are in L.A and I don’t have enough organic gas” Gigi said
“Please, take me there” he said. That was all it took to take he into control.
“Okay”
They drove to San Diego without a word. Gigi drove, but she was high, and she ran over two boys and an old lady whose last words where “What the f---, you f------ you HIPPIE!”
It was as if Gigi was controlled by some unknown thing and no one knew about it.
“Turn left” said John
“Okay” said Gigi not even blinking
She turned. Then she saw it clearly: The wall, the hobo, and her whole life going trough her eyes.
She was protesting…
She was getting high…
She met Jake….
She was making out in a tree….
She left Jake….
She was walking down a street….
She saw a white man…
She went on a road trip with the man…..
She was going to crash with the wall…
“John! Help me!” she turned to the shotgun seat, but John wasn’t there, and instead, a letter written in blood said: NEVER TRUST THE HEIR OF HELL
It was too late now. She ran over the hobo and then crushed against the alley wall. Blood everywhere. No way did she survive.
As her spirit flouted away, she saw other four spirits, almost reaching the sky by now. A little boy and a big boy. An old lady looking down at the family who would miss her. And, a homeless man who was innocent.
When her spirit touché the sky, it bounced downward and started descending,.
She saw the bad people. Adolf Hitler. Judas Iscariot and many many more.
Her spirit cried out in pain when she burned in the fiery pit.
The Heir of hell is a ghost of a man who became a demon, who doesn’t belong in either heaven or hell. He seduces people into a violent death, where they cannot rest in peace.
Never trust appearance, trust the heart [more]
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