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Zane Grey
The Day Of The Beast
- Fiction
- English
- 87090 Words
- Ages 18 and up
- 2
Pearl Zane Grey (January 31, 1872 – October 23, 1939) was an American author best known for his popular adventure novels and stories that were a basis for the Western genre in literature and the arts; he idealized the American frontier. Riders of the Purple Sage (1912) was his best-selling book. In addition to the commercial success of his printed works, they had second lives and continuing influence when adapted as films and television productions. As of 2012, 112 films, two television episodes, and a television series, Dick Powell's Zane Grey Theater, had been made that were based loosely on Grey's novels and short stories.[1]Pearl Zane Grey was born January 31, 1872, in Zanesville, Ohio. His birth name may have originated from newspaper descriptions of Queen Victoria's mourning clothes as "pearl gray".[2] He was the fourth of five children born to Alice "Allie" Josephine Zane, whose English Quaker immigrant ancestor Robert Zane came to the North American colonies in 1673, and her husband, Lewis M. Gray, a dentist.[3] His family changed the spelling of their last name to "Grey" after his birth. Later Grey dropped Pearl and used Zane as his first name. He grew up in Zanesville, a city founded by his maternal great-grandfather Ebenezer Zane, an American Revolutionary War patriot; from an early age, the boy was intrigued by history. Grey developed interests in fishing, baseball, and writing, all of which contributed to his writing success.[4] His first three novels recounted the heroism of ancestors who fought in the American Revolutionary War.[5]
As a child, Grey frequently engaged in violent brawls, despite (or because of) his father's punishing him with severe beatings. Though irascible and antisocial like his father, Grey was supported by a loving mother and found a father substitute. Muddy Miser was an old man who approved of Grey's love of fishing and writing, and who talked about the advantages of an unconventional life. Despite warnings by Grey’s father to steer clear of Miser, the boy spent much time during five formative years in the company of the old man.[6] [more]
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Makayla Hanks
Waiting for Superman
By Makayla Hanks
- Romance
- English
- 13564 Words
- Ages 14 and up
- 968
- 8
Met Brier Rose Madden. She is quiet and shy and can be very mean when she wants to. She doesn’t have many friends, she doesn’t trust anyone. She can’t bring herself to love anyone, except her brother, Alec. They are twins. Alec is the only one she will ever trust, she tells herself. Their dad walked out on them and her mother didn’t take it well. She started to be abusive, mentally and physically. Her mother hasn’t said that she loved them since the night their dad walked out. That was seven years ago. Brier and Alec now being 17, are almost there. Almost 18. Almost free. That’s when they can get away from their mother and be happy. Brier doesn’t date. She is afraid to be hurt, like her mother was. She doesn’t want to end up like her mother. Heartless and violent. She doesn’t trust many guys and tries to keep her distance. Which isn’t easy because she is a beautiful blonde, green-eyed girl, with the perfect body, and glasses, who every guys tries to talk to. She ignores them, but they still try. Ignoring boys is easy, that is until Connor Moore showed up. He is incredibly attractive and basically rich. All the girls are already in love with him. Brier barely looks at him and he is intrigued by that. Most girls throw themselves at him, not that he’s complaining. Then he starts showing interest in Brier and she’s not sure if she should let him in or not. Should she take the risk? Can he save her from her mother’s fate or will he bring her there? Could he be her Superman?
This is my first book, and it is under heavy editing. It isn't finished but please read it. I stop in the middle of a sentence but please comment and tell me if I should continue with it, and if you like or not. I love critics so please feel free to call me out on anything. Waiting for Superman by M. RaeAnne . I am 16 just so you know. [more]
Keywords: Abuse, love, Superman, Adult language
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Cama seeney
I wasn't always like this
- Fiction
- English
- 20313 Words
- Ages 12 and up
- 707
- 15
'It all started during a lovely day. The sun shone so brightly, I was only a little younger then I am now. I was playing the piano, my parents were doing a gross kissy scene. I believe he loved her once, my mother I mean before all this. They danced together, shadows rapping around one another like ying and yang. My music didn’t seem to even convey half of their love. I played with all my might but I would never be able to play what they felt there and then, right in that single most perfect moment. My brother came into the room smiling but blood spilt from his nose, soiling his clean white shirt. He was so small and precious. Moments later the pack doctor was here, they did so many scans but it was clear what it was. Only one thing can affect us. Cancer. He had mere months to live. His whole lungs were saturated with cancer cells.
My mother was so distraught, my farther didn’t believe it. He turned to drinking, so heavily I was sure he was going to get kidney cancer or something. Unfortunately he didn’t, no instead my mother tried to kill herself. Over and over again she opened her veins, she swallowed tablets, so many times I made her spit them up. I felt like I was the only one who could walk her off the edge of the cliffs edge, I was called from school so much – everyone was surprised I passed. A month later I thought she was getting, she even listened to me when I spoke, she actually communicated with people. She began cooking and cleaning, she started to go on patrols.
I thought she was getting better I was wrong. She killed herself. Or so I thought. I was lying in bed dreaming about what my life could have been, dreaming instead of looking after her. It’s all my fault. She was helping other shifters my father had caught, he found out and had her murdered. My father was driven so mad on grief he took it out on me, I thought it was all me. It wasn’t, he was just guilty he murdered her. I always thought my farther didn’t know me, guess I am a traitor after all.’ Tears dripped down my face, I hated this world it’s so broken and cruel.
(BEWARE this book does have sceens of a violent nature though it is a nice book that will eventually have a happy ending). [more]
Keywords: Wolves, Dragons, and, Lies, Shifters, Revenge, Love, Broken
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Robert Louis Stevenson
Treasure Island
- Adventure
- English
- 67801 Words
- Ages 6 and up
- 398
- 2
Treasure Island is an adventure novel by Scottish author Robert Louis Stevenson, narrating a tale of "buccaneers and buried gold". Traditionally considered a coming-of-age story, Treasure Island is a tale noted for its atmosphere, characters and action, and also as a wry commentary on the ambiguity of morality — as seen in Long John Silver — unusual for children's literature. It is one of the most frequently dramatized of all novels. The influence of Treasure Island on popular perceptions of pirates is enormous, including such elements as treasure maps marked with an "X", schooners, the Black Spot, tropical islands, and one-legged seamen bearing parrots on their shoulders.
Bones becomes a long-term lodger at the inn, only paying for about the first week of his stay. Jim quickly realizes that Bones is in hiding, and that he particularly dreads meeting an unidentified seafaring man with one leg. Some months later, Bones is visited by a mysterious sailor named Black Dog. Their meeting turns violent, Black Dog flees and Bones suffers a stroke. While Jim cares for him, Bones confesses that he was once the mate of a notorious late pirate, Captain Flint, and that his old crewmates want Bones' sea chest. Some time later, another of Bones' crew mates, a blind man named Pew, appears at the inn and forces Jim to lead him to Bones. Pew gives Bones a paper. After Pew leaves, Bones opens the paper to discover it is marked with the Black Spot, a pirate summons, with the warning that he has until ten o'clock to meet their demands. Bones drops dead of apoplexy (in this context, a stroke) on the spot. Jim and his mother open Bones' sea chest to collect the amount due to them for Bones' room and board, but before they can count out the money that they are owed, they hear pirates approaching the inn and are forced to flee and hide, Jim taking with him a mysterious oilskin packet from the chest. The pirates, led by Pew, find the sea chest and the money, but are frustrated that there is no sign of "Flint's fist". [more]
Keywords: treasure island, robert louis stevenson, action and adventure, pirate story, pirates
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Nellie Cake
Russian Watch
Charlatan
- True Crime
- English
- 13077 Words
- Ages 18 and up
I couldn't eat I thought it would fall out. He got us tequila and beer. This was what I needed? I was happy to lay down, have food and drink! We drank alcohol throughout the night. I was so smashed I wasn't feeling the agony so we went dancing at Mario's. That night I was in massive pain, but continued drinking and doing cocaine. I didn't have anything to live for without my children. It took a year to hold my head up without help.
With no occupation, cash, vehicle or home I hitched to Kentucky to find my children. I found Katy's brother who told me where they were. Karen came to the door. I was standing knee deep in snow solidifying. Karen said; "Typically I wouldn't let trash in, but the situation being what it is I may let you look at them. They're sleeping in the cellar don't wake them." I said; "My children are on the missing kids rundown and I'm their mother."
The law told me to get them back I had to battle for them in the state they're in. Katy worked for Bell South as an administrator. Bell South enabled her to move each time she's searching for me. Katy got home that evening to find me there. I said; "You stole my kids while I'm on my death bed." She said; "You had no way of dealing with them, Woody and I thought this was ideal." She refused to believe her precious son was violent.
Watching them rest in warmth with food I could only have consideration for them. I went to look at Billy and Chastity after two years. Many times I stared in their room in Florida where their possessions were abandoned and cried. My children were in the hands of Katy who abhorred me energetically. I've lost my children, a piece of me! Katy said; "You can have them back if you stay with Tommy for three months." He was at the Vetran's bar in Winchester.
I buried my face in his immense chest as we embraced tears streamed down quick as spilling water. I thought, you lying two bit bastard. He said; "I can't believe your alive." I begged each day to go see my house. It's a prefab brought in two sections. There's two fireplaces, a papa bear and baby bear wood burning stoves. I enjoyed chopping wood. I was on edge watching them back it in and out when a brick broke. It's my foundation I wanted this to go right. [more]
Keywords: Hillbilly, rape, violence, Covid, Virus, alcohol, drugs, sex
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MADIBA MORAEDI JOSEPH
women the best
celebrate women
- Poetry
- English
- 4098 Words
- Ages 16 and up
- 93
Introduction
Over 70% of women are abused, unemployed or underemployed, and because I have been blessed by God to have a wonderful family and calling, I feel that it is my duty to help as many women as possible receive even a measure of the blessing that has been bestowed upon me and my family. To this end, I give my time effort and talent to help expand and promote the programs and services for the protection of women:
Of recent there has been an outburst of killings and violent attacks towards women. Well I have decided to embark on a noble quest to protest against women abuse, to moan recent killings and beatings and violent attacks and raping therefore I have written this book to raise awareness and educate the world, to teach people that women need to be protected, celebrated, appreciated and emancipated.
I hope this book finds you doing well, I have written this book as a dedication to celebrate women and relay the message. This book contains short stories and poems. These are great stories and poems that seek to educate the world about the importance of women, how women should be treated and considered. The stories and poems in this collection are derived from the day to day real life and ordeals that women experience, ranging from romance to horror, the contents of this volume simply depicts the life of a woman, her experiences in the society and how she is treated, it also seeks to highlight the ideal life and treatment suitable for our beloved women.
I want you to support women, to advocate women with me, I want you to celebrate and appreciate women, show your care and show your love. I want you to know that women are sweet, smooth, smart, uplifting, that they are full of love. I also want you to know that without a woman there is no functionality in a man’s life. I want you to realize that women are special, and I want you to start treating women as the most diligent and delicate form of creation.
Women are precious; they are full of love, delicate, sweet soft, nice and fragile and hence they to be protected. Women are like ice-cream, they are sweeter than banana porridge and they need to be loved. This is why I have written this book in celebration of women, and now I want you to celebrate with me. I want you to enjoy the contents of this book.
Well I know that you love women, and I know that you real care, I intend to make the world a safe place for women, and I intend to erect a shelter for abused women.
THE RADICAL MOVEMENT AGAINST WOMEN ABUSE was established to help support and protect women. My goals are to ensure that women get the protection and support needed for them to lead fully independent lives; to empower and help them realize that femininity need not stand in the way of achieving their dreams. The movement strives toward this goal through art programs, poetry, and through the grassroots efforts.
In order to keep these programs running, the movement needs raise the funds to support these efforts. Therefore, I am writing to ask you to sponsor me and support this wonderful moment simply by buying this book! It’s very simple, by buying this book you are supporting the movement against women abuse and you are actually showing your love.
The goal of this book is not just to raise money. It is also to raise awareness and to educate the world about the importance of women.
You know that (DAUGHTER, MOTHER, SISTER, WIFE etc.) are women. And you are probably aware of the struggles that women face in their everyday lives. These struggles are not about how to get around or how to do things in life; they are about overcoming the misconception that women are weaker a weaker sex and can’t get around or do the simple things in life or make independent decisions. These challenges include such social ills like rape, violence, passion killings and other forms of abuse.
THE RADICAL MOVEMENT AGAINST WOMEN ABUSE supports and raise awareness to literacy programs for protection of women, counseling services for affected people and the victims, defense and protection services, measures and actions for vulnerable defenseless citizens who are losing their lives.
If you would like to join me in supporting this outstanding movement, please simply buy this book at no cost, just very low price. Frankly, I need you to make the most generous contribution to this effort just by buying this book, and please know that I am contributing as well and that I would never ask you to do this if I was if I did not fully believe in this cause.
Thank you.
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Keywords: ROMANCE, RELATIONSHIP FAMILY, LOVE, FAMILY, RELATIONSHIP, CHARITY, CARING, SEX, WOMEN, GENDER, UNITY, PEACE
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Ronald Alexander Malloy
The Yonge Street Strip
- Drama
- English
- 165934 Words
- Ages 14 and up
- 525
A 40 Chapter, fast-moving drama centered within Toronto’s Downtown Core in the mid 1980’s; several years after the 1970’s Massage Parlor Era is phased out! As a consequence of mysterious deaths related to the Yonge Street Strip; its initial cause is mysterious! Initially defined as somewhat related to recent epidemics - but far more worrisome inasmuch as it evolves into a ‘Sudden-Death Syndrome’. Whatever it be its source; such symptoms appear to affect the more ‘street-wise’ generally-engaged in characteristic sub-cultural activities; perhaps even a release of ‘bad home-made drugs’?
The City Morgue soon contains several victims - many of whom are therein stored awaiting identification! Also rapidly rising so-close upon an “Acquired Immune Deficiency Syndrome” the medical profession - fearing another potential epidemic - so as to avoid any potential public-oriented-panic - has a need for ‘secrecy’. During an all-out Nation-wide effort to identify the source, its potential dangers are ‘prematurely-released’. Authorities concerned over the consequence of there yet being another epidemic so close upon the heels of both the Hepatitis, Herpes and Aids scares, intending only to withhold incidents until some “Cause” can be discerned - an undesired effect sets in - the Media is alerted thereby inciting a series of clandestine activities.
Within these chapters there are several dramatic sub-plots featuring acts of ‘pure vengeance’ that escalate into a sequence of murders; in which violent confrontation among various ‘Constabulary’ levels also erupts.
Weaved into this intrigue is a major RCMP Drug Enforcement ‘under-cover investigation’ entirely-independent of Metro cops and which also becomes both hindrance and help.
Several colorful characters are built into this drama involving the Metro Police; featuring Arnie Fuller - a Uniformed Officer who develops a close association with Dr. Carl Sylinski - Medical Research Specialist; both share center stage as the book’s main characters. As the plot thickens, Fuller is mostly pitted up against his arch-foes - Homicide Detectives Joseph Mancuso and Detective Bruno Ferrani; in this exchange of both personal and professional personalities, Fuller often fares 2nd best.
Long before Epidemiologist, Carl Sylinski, can arrive at a solution to the mysterious deaths - the “Yonge Street Strip” gradually-becomes “Stripped” of patrons. The disease - one that will be given a title, cause and cure before the story ends - is defined as ‘an elusive microorganism continuously present within the human population’; and which can become ‘viral’ under certain conditions; it drawing its menace to humankind from a non-human reservoir becoming a ‘microbe’ able to ‘transmigrate’ to humans”! Sylinski, assisted by dedicated researchers across the U.S. and Canada eventually discovers the source; he then defines as a “chameleon virus”! Adding a touch of substance is a taste of ‘romance and tragedy’ - mixed within a wisp of philosophy. [more]
Keywords: cultural, epidemic, intrigue, mystery, drama, romance, sub-plots, police, murder
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evel one
The Master - Book III
A new start near cologne
- Erotic
- English
- 25726 Words
- Ages 18 and up
- 95
- 1
Prolog:
After years in Frankfurt and Munich and a real violent way of living the BDSM fetish to an extend that I did not like anymore and a few years away from all this where I tried to calm down, live a ‘normal’ life. A life due to regional standards and I build up a family life as well – but something was missing –
so I wanted to find myself again ..
finding out if there is still BDSM in Germany in all variations.
So I put up an ad in one of these internet forums where I posted ‘experienced master looking for new start with subs and those who have not yet made up their mind where to be.
If you are interested get in touch and leave a message’
Not really thinking that someone would answer from outside the BDSM group in Cologne but sometimes fate is watching out for you and makes strange moves to catch up with you.
So my first contact was a female from Japan who was looking for a new master to serve .-. with all her blood and honour. ..
Blood - that should have brought up old memories and made me stop .. but it did not .. and so I started to get in contact again with some Asian beauty .-. from the looks of her pictures I would say it could have gone quite well .. a Japanese single woman of age 35 submissive and looking for new guidance and a master in Germany , near Cologne.
So we met .. she was delighted and happy because the other 3 men she had met on this advertisement were just so called masters of their owns knowledge .-. but without any experience.
When she started to explain about her life as a sub and where she came from how she came to Germany and why she is looking for a new master my alarm bells started ringing ..
but I did not listen
and was willing to try a new start as master with her as my sub
even so something felt wrong.
And it did go wrong after a very short period of time and so I was no longer sure if the new start as BDSM master would be good for me.. but that is another story to be told at some other point, in another book and has nothing to do with my new start with a British sub living here with her family.
This female sub was looking for some DD as she said in her advertisement so we started a purse relationship on that .. just DD and spanking but could not keep it that way -- and then she got more and more addicted to me as her master.
As I got more into wanting her as a friend yes much more than just that as well, growing deeper feelings for her.
And sometimes I wished that I meet her long before each one of us got married.
So that’s the way the book also shows it .. first pure DD and hardly any feelings and then getting closer and the need of also explaining, showing the atmosphere we were in.
Prolog:
After years in Frankfurt and Munich and a real violent way of living the BDSM fetish to an extend that I did not like anymore and a few years away from all this where I tried to calm down, live a ‘normal’ life. A life due to regional standards and I build up a family life as well – but something was missing –
so I wanted to find myself again ..
finding out if there is still BDSM in Germany in all variations.
So I put up an ad in one of these internet forums where I posted ‘experienced master looking for new start with subs and those who have not yet made up their mind where to be.
If you are interested get in touch and leave a message’
Not really thinking that someone would answer from outside the BDSM group in Cologne but sometimes fate is watching out for you and makes strange moves to catch up with you.
So my first contact was a female from Japan who was looking for a new master to serve .-. with all her blood and honour. ..
Blood - that should have brought up old memories and made me stop .. but it did not .. and so I started to get in contact again with some Asian beauty .-. from the looks of her pictures I would say it could have gone quite well .. a Japanese single woman of age 35 submissive and looking for new guidance and a master in Germany , near Cologne.
So we met .. she was delighted and happy because the other 3 men she had met on this advertisement were just so called masters of their owns knowledge .-. but without any experience.
When she started to explain about her life as a sub and where she came from how she came to Germany and why she is looking for a new master my alarm bells started ringing ..
but I did not listen
and was willing to try a new start as master with her as my sub
even so something felt wrong.
And it did go wrong after a very short period of time and so I was no longer sure if the new start as BDSM master would be good for me.. but that is another story to be told at some other point, in another book and has nothing to do with my new start with a British sub living here with her family.
This female sub was looking for some DD as she said in her advertisement so we started a purse relationship on that .. just DD and spanking but could not keep it that way -- and then she got more and more addicted to me as her master.
As I got more into wanting her as a friend yes much more than just that as well, growing deeper feelings for her.
And sometimes I wished that I meet her long before each one of us got married.
So that’s the way the book also shows it .. first pure DD and hardly any feelings and then getting closer and the need of also explaining, showing the atmosphere we were in. [more]
Keywords: submission, a master and his new sub, beginning a new relationship
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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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Isioma Jemimah Okonicha
1001 Stories Of Greatness, Series 2
- Fiction
- English
- 5944 Words
- Ages 16 and up
- 44
1001 stories of Greatness are short fictional stories about how to tap into your potential by first looking within you to discover your hidden advantage and strength. Discovering who you can become starts with first accepting to look inward. If you do not look inward, how do you know your genius?
These stories give pointers to how to live fulfilled and free lives. And they are not meant for a selected few, but rather everyone of any age who has become responsible for their decisions.
To those who have lost time doing nothing significant and staying unfulfilled, I'm glad to tell you that time lost can be regained as long as you do not quit!
And for those who are just starting out in life, it is important to let you know that every decision you make will determine whether you truly live or merely exist. So make decisions wisely.
1001 stories of greatness contain wisdom that you need on your journey, especially for the times when every road seems blocked. You can navigate your well as long as you have the right information and knowledge.
Chapter 1 begins:
As the sun began to set over the small town, the group of friends gathered around the table on the patio, ready to unwind after a long day. They had planned a laid-back evening, with good food and even better drinks to share.
The first round of drinks was a round of refreshing cocktails, made with crisp white rum, tangy lime juice, and a splash of sweet simple syrup. As they sipped on their drinks, the friends chatted and laughed, catching up on everything that had happened since they last saw each other.
Next, they decided to switch things up with a round of rich, smooth red wines. Each of them chose a different bottle, eager to try something new and share their favorites with the group. As they sipped and savored the complex flavors of the wine, the conversation turned to more serious topics, as they delved into discussions about their careers, relationships, and the future.
As the night went on, the group consisting of young boys and girls in their teens, decided to switch to something a little stronger. They brought out a selection of fine whiskies, from smooth, honeyed single malts to bold, peaty blends. They poured themselves generous glasses and sat back, sipping slowly as they talked and listened to music.
As the night began to wind down, the group decided to end their evening with a round of after-dinner drinks. They brought out a tray of cordials and liqueurs, including rich, creamy Kahlua, sharp, bittersweet Campari, and smooth, velvety Bailey's. They mixed and matched, creating unique, layered cocktails that perfectly capped off their evening.
As they finished their drinks and said their goodbyes, the friends all agreed that it had been a perfect evening, filled with good company, delicious food, and a wide variety of delicious drinks. They made plans to do it all again soon, already looking forward to their next gathering and the new drinks they would discover and share.
But among the group was Mira, silent and lost in her thoughts, she had always been a bright, curious child, full of energy and enthusiasm for life. But as she grew older, her life became increasingly troubled and abusive.
Her father was an alcoholic and a drug addict, who was prone to violent outbursts and abuse. He would lash out at Mira and her mother whenever he was in one of his drunken rages, leaving them both bruised and battered.
Mira's mother, exhausted and beaten down by years of abuse, was unable to protect her daughter from her father's wrath. She tried her best to shield Mira from the worst of it, but there was only so much she could do.
As a result, Mira grew up feeling scared, vulnerable, and alone. She struggled with low self-esteem and a deep sense of worthlessness, believing that she was somehow to blame for her father's behavior.
As she entered her teenage years, Mira began to act out, seeking attention and validation from anyone who would give it to her. She became rebellious and wild, getting into trouble at school and with the law.
Her mother, desperate to get her daughter back on track, sent her to live with her aunt and uncle in a small town on the other side of the country. Mira was resistant at first, but eventually came to see the move as an opportunity to start fresh and leave her troubled past behind.
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