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In this chapter, Emily navigates a day filled with grief and reflection as she bids farewell to her mother. Amidst the weight of the occasion, small moments of kindness and support from those around her offer glimpses of comfort and strength, helping her take the first steps toward healing.
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Be careful of wanting revenge. There is an old saying ‘Never raise more demons than you can put down.’ For Constable Cyrille Phantomhive, last descendant of the legendary Earl Ciel Phantomhive, this was one warning he should have paid better attention to. If he had, he might not have ended up traveling 132 years into the past. Life as a Lady in Victorian England is not for the faint of heart.
That day Bruce found out something that all afternoon shift workers know – there is nothing to watch on daytime television. He realised that he would need to fill his day with some productive activities or else go mad.
"I still can’t believe the complete change in his demeanor—if I didn’t know better, I would think he was a girl…one that has a few unfortunate masculine mannerisms. A tomboy, in other words."
There’s no rule that says girls can’t be climbers or take over McIvor Tree Work when I retire. Whatever you want to do and become, ignore those who will try to stop you, and there will be many, and just do it.”
CHAPTER 45
I looked across to Kim, whose face was twisting a little, and I absolutely no need to ask her the reason. Abruptly, she stood up and left the room, heading for either the kitchen or the back door. Shit. I touched my face, where that bruise had lingered for far too long. Give her a minute, then go after her, see she was okay.
To my surprise, the kitchen door opened again after about thirty seconds, and she called across to Alicia.
Vivienne spoke at length on the phone with her lawyer, Verity May later that day. After some discussion of the downsides to the plan to change their names, Verity agreed with what Jacques had outlined. Their previously planned meeting for Monday was still going to take place but at her offices. That way, anyone watching her offices will see nothing out of the ordinary other than a client visiting their lawyer. Verity called it ‘scheming in plain sight’.
Verity had promised to have all the documents that Vivienne had requested ready for their signatures apart from a few missing details that would be filled in on the day.
A sequel to the Gun Princess Royale series. Yanked off the streets of New Angeles by the tenebrous Pantheon organisation, and gifted with a deadly avatar known as a Diva, Nikola 'Sola' Raynar is a Lanfear - a huntress of Bloodliners and Wolvren. When she isn't hunting down the denizens of the night, she's busy finding ways to build up her nest egg for the day of her retirement from Pantheon. But when her rampant greed carries her a little too far, she finds herself in a mess that wasn't entirely of her own making.
The wind was blowing hard, harder than before and small flakes of snow were starting to fall down from the sky. The sky above me was gray and cloudy and my whole body felt numb and small flecks of snow were falling down upon me. The door of the ambulance had just opened and I had been awoken from my sleep by the blinding light. My whole mind was numb too.
I fidget nervously in my seat as I watch the drama unfold in front of me. I’m sat in an audience not unlike the spectators at a Roman Amphitheatre, only instead of watching two gladiators fight it out, we’re enthralled by the sight of two middle-aged men sat opposite each other. One of the men is one of the most famous (and infamous) television presenters in the country, while the other is my father- and the prize on offer is far greater than any ancient gladiator could ever have dreamed of.
Summary: Making a wish on the Wishing Stone is a great honor. One that only ten people every hundred years gets to make. Many wishes throughout time have dramatically changed the life of the Wishee for the positive, but there are consequences to one's actions. When the youngest Wishee in history makes a life-altering wish, those around twelve-year-old Mikey must adjust to the changes.
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Chapter 08 The Family
Chapter Summary: Mikey made the wish. Milly must live a new life with a Fresh Start. What about the rest of the family and others impacted by the wish?
Mantra (Malibu Comics) has a very large hole in her memory. She has to talk to her teenage friend, Lauren Sherwood, who knows a lot about what she needs to find out. Lauren is in a good position to know, because for the last few days she's been the one and only Mantra of Canoga Park.
“My guess is that you have done this before,” said Hayden Staples. “It all seems very rehearsed.”
“That shouldn’t concern you,” said the girl he knew as Roxanne, but now speaking with a voice that betrayed the harsh reality. “We only have to agree on a price to keep our little sexual encounter a secret.”
Leslie covers up a yawn as she walks into the master bedroom. She spots Charlotte and Casey snuggled up together in bed. A smile appears on her face, as she looks at her wife and their newest wife.
She walks over to the small refrigerator in the room and grabs a pineapple and orange juice mixed juice bottle. She’s been up all night, translating some of the pages from the book she copied yesterday with her cellphone.
My eyes followed Jamie as she vanished into the crowd. And speaking of the crowd, the crowd just lingered around the dunking booth. If a person did not want to buy three balls for five dollars, they could just walk up and push the button for ten dollars. Like Jamie she had dropped ten dollars to drop me in freezing cold water, the little brat also managed to sneak in another push of the button when nobody was looking.
I had a most unusual dream which cleared up a few things while, at the same time, complicated matters. In my dream I had a conversation with myself. OK, it was Jack and Anita talking but, hey, who can tell them apart these days.
Monday morning I was up and dressed for the office, my hair in a pony-tail and my takings from Saturday in my back pack. As I left my room Balnoor was walking towards me. “Did you see that girl who was here yesterday” he asked “she looked lost but I looked back as I walked away and she was getting into a flash car.”
Twins Lea and Zack want to spend their last summer before college together, because Lea is going off to an all-girls college. Their mother finds the perfect job for them as nannies at a lake cottage, perfect except the woman is looking to hire two girls.
Faced with the need to pick a thesis topic, amid the turbulent sixties, Gerald looks to solve the mysteries of the female gender by disguising himself as one of them. In a world faced with the assassination of Martin Luther King and the Southeast Asia Conflict, can a man successfully pretend to be a college co-ed and discover the secrets of how women think? Gerald has read all the pertinent sociology textbooks and has a list of questions he will seek to answer, but is he asking the right questions? And, once he understands women, what decisions will he make about himself?
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