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The Mafia Monk

The Mafia Monk

"I kill for living" I said seriously expecting the beauty before me to back away in fear. I leaned close towards her and brought my face just inches away from her beautiful pinkish face. "Kill? Kill what?" She frowned. I internally hit my forehead at the raising annoyance. She didn't back away from the closeness, in fact she did not observe it at all. She was too much into the conversation. "Of course I Kill people. I'm not into poultry to raise and kill chicken." I scoffed and leaned in closer to intimidate her. I was expecting her to shriek, cry, yell and run away far from me but What I got in response was what exactly you expect from the beauty. The unexpected answer. "So you clean too. Nice." She told herself with a smile and a appreciative nod. "Goodness, What and why would I clean?" Furrowing my brows in confusion and utter disbelief, I shook my head to compose myself. "You said you kill people. You kill bad people to do welfare to the Earth so you are cleaning away dirt right?" That did it. I, Demyan Lev Petrov, the most powerful, ruthless and dangerous king of Mafia, accept that I lost the argument to her. Zinnia Mae White, the most innocent and a mental girl I ever got lucky to meet. That crazy girl doesn't know whom to fear and whom not to. The day she entered my life was the day my happy, bloody, dangerous life, she turned it, crushed it and made me lose my sanity with everything she does and says. But Damn, I love that in her so much. I love her This mental, fickle minded, school teacher of mine! My Zinnia, My insane solace.
Ruth Fielding in Moving Pictures; Or, Helping the Dormitory Fund

Ruth Fielding in Moving Pictures; Or, Helping the Dormitory Fund

Ruth, Helen, and Tom watch a moving picture company film scenes near the Red Mill. As they watch, the starring actress, Hazel Gray, falls into the river and is swept downstream. Ruth and her friends rescue Miss Gray and take her to the Red Mill to recover. The next day, Ruth meets the producer, Mr. Hammond, who promises to read Ruth's scenario when she impulsively confides that she is planning to write one. Soon after the friends return to school, the East Dormitory burns and is a complete loss. All of the girls housed in that building, including Ruth and her friends, lose all of their possessions. It is soon learned that Dr. Tellingham allowed the insurance to lapse, and there is no money to rebuild the dormitory. In the meantime, Ruth submits her scenario to Mr. Hammond and is thrilled when he accepts it. After her scenario is accepted, Ruth gets a wonderful idea about how she can help the school raise money to rebuild the dormitory. In the Italian garden scenes, the seniors and juniors were used. Ruth calls a meeting of all of the students and suggests her idea of writing a moving picture scenario that will be filmed on the campus. The proceeds from the film would go towards rebuilding the dormitory. In this way, all of the girls would contribute to the fund, since they would be the extras in the film. This idea is met with enthusiasm, and Ruth soon gains Mr. Hammond's approval.
A Siren

A Siren

Thomas Adolphus Trollope was born on the April 29th, 1810 in Bloomsbury, London. He was the eldest son to the barrister, Thomas Anthony, and writer Frances Milton (middle names are crucial as there are many writers in the Trollope family) and is the older brother to Anthony Trollope. Thomas had a fine education at Harrow and Winchester College prior to studying at Oxford University. There followed a brief spell teaching at a Birmingham Grammar school. But for him other horizons were soon to beckon. A great traveller and explorern his first book, A Summer in Brittany, was published in 1840, it was to be the beginning of a long and prolific career. His mother, well-known and highly regarded, especially for her novels that took on social injustice, Frances Milton Trollope, now offered him a writing partnership. Writing books was a profession she had taken up due to the necessity of earning money following the disintegration of a Utopian community in the United States that she had taken the family to and her husband's continual financial misfortune. Her husband had died in 1838 and she was now intent of moving forward on new works and in a new country. She moved with Thomas to Florence. Their partnership soon proved successful as Thomas was a historian, traveller, scholar and researcher as well as being a writer and his mother already had a reputation as a writer. Whilst there, Thomas was introduced to, and soon married, a guest of his mother's, the English poet and writer, Theodosia Garrow, who also wrote and supported Italian Nationalism. Theodosia's inheritance and Trollope's earnings allowed them to create a beautiful home in Florence, the Villino Trollope, where numerous British literary figures visited and stayed and became a centre for expats from George Eliot to Elizabeth and Robert Browning. The library there was said to contain 5,000 volumes. In March 1853, a daughter, Beatrice, was born to them. Whilst overshadowed by his brother Anthony's literary success, many noted a striking resemblance in style and physical appearance of the two as well as in their literary works. And one trait that was common to all the Trollope's was their output. Thomas alone was responsible for sixty volumes during his career. Although not of the first rank as an author he was nonetheless respected and thorough in his research and workings. Thomas was a versatile writer whose works often featured Italy whether it be its history, locations or characters, and were strong literary accomplishments although he himself was modest about his literary talents. In 1890 he and Frances retired to Devon where he wrote three volumes of his autobiography. Thomas Adolphus Trollope died on November 11th, 1892 while visiting Bristol and had said to his wife: "Where I fall let me lie." This she did and he was buried in Arnos Vale Cemetery.
The Ex-Wife's Fiery Reckoning

The Ex-Wife's Fiery Reckoning

The last thing I remembered was the searing heat, a pain so absolute it burned away thought. Mark' s face floated above me, twisted not with concern but with a cold, triumphant sneer. Chloe was beside him, her arm linked through his, her expression a perfect mirror of his contempt. "Thanks to you, I had the perfect seed money," Mark' s voice echoed, cold and venomous. "You' re useless now. Don' t stand in the way of my and Chloe' s empire!" Then came the push, and I fell, screaming, into the scalding, liquid fire. My world exploded into white-hot agony. When I woke, I was on the floor of my burning restaurant, The Gilded Spoon. The roaring flames, the choking smoke-it was all devastatingly familiar, a nightmare I' d already lived. But this time, I heard voices from the back storeroom. "Mark! Just make sure the accelerant cans are hidden properly! The firefighters will be here any second!" It was Chloe, panicked. "I know what I' m doing, Chloe!" Mark shot back. "The insurance report will show faulty wiring. Ava will devastatingly run right into my arms, and we' ll be on our way to New York with her life savings and that fat bank loan." Their words hit me like a physical blow. The casual cruelty, the meticulous planning-I wasn't just a casualty; I was a key ingredient in their recipe for success. The naive, trusting Ava had been boiled away in that vat of oil in a future I had already lived. Now, a singular purpose ignited within me, colder and sharper than any ice. They thought they were writing my tragedy. They had no idea I was about to rewrite theirs. I wouldn't just survive this time. I would make them burn in the very fire they had set for me.
Regretful Girl Finds Redemption

Regretful Girl Finds Redemption

Once upon a time, in a small town, there lived a young girl named Emily. She was kind-hearted and had dreams of making a positive impact on the world. But as fate would have it, Emily fell in with the wrong crowd at school. These were the so-called "bad friends" who were known for their rebellious behavior and disregard for rules. At first, Emily was attracted to the excitement and thrill of being part of this group. They seemed confident and independent, traits that Emily felt she lacked. They encouraged her to break rules, skip classes, and engage in risky behaviors. Under their influence, Emily began to change. She started to skip homework and lied to her parents about her whereabouts. Deep inside, she knew what she was doing was wrong, but the allure of acceptance and adventure was too strong to resist. As days turned into weeks and weeks into months, Emily's grades plummeted, and her relationship with her family strained. She distanced herself from her true friends, the ones who cared for her, and surrounded herself only with those who dragged her further into trouble. The feeling of regret and guilt started to gnaw at her conscience, but she was trapped, unable to break free from the grip of her newfound identity. One evening, as the setting sun painted the sky with hues of orange and pink, Emily found herself sitting alone on a park bench, isolated from her so-called friends. She saw children laughing and playing, and a sense of longing to return to her innocent days washed over her. It was in that moment of quiet reflection that she realized she had become someone she didn't recognize, someone she despised.
GOLDEN HIGH

GOLDEN HIGH

GOLDEN HIGH 🎓 [ Senior Year Serenade... ] Genres: High School/Romance ****OLD PROLOGUE**** In a place in Korea( Seoul ),there's a school popularly known as GOLDEN HIGH, A very famous school consisted with the most smart and cute students,it's filled with about 5,000 students from all over the world. It's only meant for SCIENCE students. Entering this school is very hard . why?? Because the school is perfect,it has one of the biggest library in Korea ,the most stunning and adorable school compound,and has the most beautiful and accommodating buildings. Each students have their own lockers ,uniforms, and dorms. Only the smartest of the smarts can enter, And the richest among the rich. According to history,,Mr Jung who now owns the most popular hotel in the world also studied there, You have to stay until you finish your whole college life,( Unless for Summer Break or Semester Break ) .......... ****NEW PROLOGUE*** (GOLDEN HIGH SCHOOL) JUST SCIENCE STUDENTS ONLY It's been three years and three sets of seniors has graduated from Golden High after Michael's set, but the impact of Michael still remains like that of an idol,he still remain a role model to other students,many comes to Golden High because of him,they believe he's a good Influence. The upcoming juniors aren't left out,the school system still remains and even became more strict. The students with best ranks and marks are still considered the best,the ranks changes every two weeks because tests are done every two weeks. Countless competitions and all. Everyone want to be the best,this sometimes cause saga among the students,everyone want to be the top of their classes or even the school RANK 1. Michael's picture still remain on the school billboards displayed everywhere,he comes every year for a renew of pictures which he get paid for. The only way his face will be removed from the billboard is if ever any other student get to beat his marks and ranks in the final senior year. And don't forget....Michael had a full mark of 100%, not even a single mark was missed for his whole years in GOLDEN HIGH. Who's the next? Whose face will replace Michael's own? Or if possible,we might have two students or even three. Down to The Third Generational students who are now in their final year in school. I will introduce them all one by one as the story goes on.............✍🏻 . . .
Stolen Genius, Reclaimed Fate

Stolen Genius, Reclaimed Fate

My whole life was focused on one goal: Harvard. I was Sarah Miller, the academic star, future astrophysicist, and that scholarship was my family's only way out of our small New England town. Just days after acing another SAT practice test, my best friend Chloe, with her cheerleader ponytail swinging, handed me a shiny "friendship locket" for good luck. Suddenly, my perfect scores plummeted, while Chloe' s, who usually struggled, inexplicably soared. Then, a chilling conversation overheard outside the library confirmed my worst fears: Chloe and Ethan, my childhood friend and the boy I might have loved, had deliberately used the cursed antique locket from Mr. Abernathy' s shop to swap my academic luck for Chloe' s gain. My actual SAT scores were a disaster, shattering my Harvard dream and my mother's hopes as her health faltered under the stress. Ethan, to shield Chloe from a plagiarism charge, brazenly framed me, leading to my National Honor Society revocation, lost scholarships, and public humiliation as a "cheater." Later, after Ethan rushed off to save Chloe, leaving me besieged by a vengeful clique vandalizing my car, he returned only to plant fabricated evidence that caused my mother to collapse. How could my closest friends, who should have been my anchors, orchestrate such a cruel, calculated betrayal, then watch my life unravel without a flicker of remorse? The injustice burned, transforming my despair into a cold, sharp rage. They believed they had dealt with the 'naive bookworm' and that I would just "be fine." They were profoundly mistaken. My revenge would begin by turning their own vile magic against them.
A Summer in a Canyon: A California Story

A Summer in a Canyon: A California Story

A Summer in a Cañon is a remarkable story of a late 19th-century California life from the point of view of a group of teens and children on the summertime adventure of their lives. The book is following lives of Polly Oliver and her friends and cousins a year or so before she takes off for San Francisco to earn a living and save her mother from destitution. It is a fun chronicle of a summer vacation, during which Polly writes some very clever and humorous letters home, to an invalid cousin in Santa Barbara, where she describes things such as a tarantula fight and donkey riding. Polly Oliver's Problem continues to follow Polly after she comes back from holyday and starts working on her life dream, which is becoming a kindergarten teacher. But her mother, who runs a boarding house, gets ill and Polly must take responsibility. When the doctor suggests a change of climate, Polly moves the family to San Francisco where she keeps trying to fulfill the dream with her mother's blessing. Kate Douglas Wiggin (1856-1923) was an American educator and author of children's stories, most notably the classic children's novel Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm. She started the first free kindergarten in San Francisco in 1878 (the Silver Street Free Kindergarten). With her sister during the 1880s, she also established a training school for kindergarten teachers. Kate Wiggin devoted her adult life to the welfare of children in an era when children were commonly thought of as cheap labor.
 No Sweet Sixteen Only Bitter Betrayal

No Sweet Sixteen Only Bitter Betrayal

My Sweet Sixteen was supposed to be a dream. I was Scarlett, a golden child, engaged to my childhood sweetheart Julian, and protected by my powerful brother Ethan. Our lives were perfectly aligned, part of an influential dynasty. But then, a science experiment gone wrong left me disfigured and screaming. The intern, Brianna, who caused it, seemed to vanish, destined for jail. My brother and fiancé swore revenge, their initial protectiveness a comforting blanket. Yet, strange, mocking voices whispered in my head: "They're impressed by her. They'll fall for her. Hard." Soon, Brianna was "sick," and Ethan and Julian abandoned my hospital bedside to rush to hers. My calls went to voicemail, my care diminished, and then I was framed for attacking her. Julian dissolved our engagement, calling me unstable. I was banished to a forgotten wing, then a rundown halfway house, forced into grueling labor. The lowest point came when they held me under icy water, demanding an apology for a crime I didn't commit. Why abandon me, their Scarlett, for this woman who ruined my life? Was I just an inconvenience, a damaged relic of a past they wanted to forget? The voices in my head revealed the shocking truth: "It was a diversion. You were a pawn. Everything – your suffering – was a strategic move." My pain wasn't about love or betrayal; it was a cold, calculated sacrifice for power. With this sickening clarity, I refused their hollow apologies and offers to "restore" my life. I walked away from their gilded cage, leaving my old self and their lies behind. Now, free from their toxic influence, I begin a new chapter, far from the corrupt city, ready to redefine my own destiny.
The Day I Became Free

The Day I Became Free

Thanksgiving was supposed to be a day of gratitude and family. I' d worked double shifts, saved every penny to buy my mom, Maria, a warm winter coat. I even clung to a fragile hope that maybe, just maybe, today would be different, that she'd finally see my efforts. But my brother, Caleb, saw a massive banner for a 'Gratitude Exchange' TV show, offering a new PSX-Pro console. Maria didn't hesitate. She looked at me, then at the gaming system, and declared, "Why spend money when you have all that gratitude? It's not like it does anyone any good." My heart shattered as she forced me to sign a contract, agreeing to trade "my gratitude for her" for a video game. On live television, they hooked us up to a memory scanner. Maria and Caleb twisted my past, painting me as an ungrateful, destructive monster to the whole country. They exposed selective, ugly moments, cheering as the 'Approve Trade' vote soared, while I stood there, voiceless, watching my own mother publicly erase me. How could she? How could my own mother weaponize my memories against me, fabricating a monstrous version of her daughter for a new gaming console? Was my entire existence, my endless sacrifices, truly worth less than a toy? But then, it was my turn. As my memories flashed across the screen, the real story unfolded: my sacrifices, their manipulations, their true cruelty revealed to the world. And as the public' s outrage turned the vote decisively in my favor, I knew exactly what I had to do. This wasn't just about a console; it was about freedom.
Rekindling Joel's Heart

Rekindling Joel's Heart

"Cecile..." The words felt heavy, and they added to the intensity of the atmosphere around them. "Joel...?" Cecile's voice wavered as she stared at him, eyes brimming with unshed tears. How could she not have known? How could she have hoped for something more between them... more than friendship? How could she? "I don't feel the same for you..." His words sliced through the air, like fiery knives piercing her already wounded heart. "You...?" Cecile's breath hitched, and the tears she'd been holding back began to fall in large drops, blurring her vision. "I'm sorry..." His words were thick with regret as he turned his gaze away from her, looking out at the vast sea before them, unable to face her pain. "My heart only beats for her... for Jemmy..." Cecile's world came crashing down, the confession cutting deeper than the loss of her own sister ever had. "I hate you!" She stood up abruptly, her anger and hurt driving her to run off, leaving Joel behind in the thickening silence. Joel stood there, paralyzed, unable to follow her, the ghosts of the past haunting every inch of his being. Guilt overwhelmed him-he had never meant to hurt her, never meant to make her cry. --- Joel Maverick has always been haunted by the loss of his first love and the trauma of his past. Even when Cecile Grayson, a lady who loved and cared for him deeply, came into his life, he couldn't accept her love. Instead, he pushed her away, hurting her in the process. Now, the question arises: Can Joel let go of the past? Can he heal and open his heart to someone else? Or will the memories of Jemmy and the weight of his troubled past keep him locked in an endless cycle of heartbreak and distrust? Read this book to find out. " Rekindling Joel's Heart " by Queenebunoluwa15