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While I Was Bleeding Out, He Lit Lanterns For Her
As I lay on the floor of our manor, bleeding out from a ruptured ectopic pregnancy, I used my last ounce of strength to call my husband, Cole. I begged him for help, my vision blurring. But the only thing I heard was the clinking of champagne glasses and his mistress's giggle in the background. "Stop the drama, June," Cole snapped, his voice cold. "We're about to go on stage. Don't call again." He hung up, leaving me to die alone on the Persian rug while he accepted an award with another woman on his arm. I woke up in the hospital days later. My baby was gone. They had removed my fallopian tube. Cole finally arrived, smelling of expensive scotch and his mistress's perfume. He didn't hug me. He didn't cry. Instead, he leaned over my hospital bed, pressing his knee into the mattress until my fresh stitches tore open and bled. "You embarrassed me by calling an ambulance," he hissed. "My mistress, Alycia, says you're faking it. Clean yourself up." He left me bleeding again to go announce a $10 million donation to Alycia's "groundbreaking" medical research. I stared at the TV screen, numb. The research Alycia was taking credit for? It was mine. I wrote that patent years ago under a pseudonym. They thought I was just a poor, orphan housewife who needed Cole's money to survive. They had no idea I was actually a billionaire scientist hiding my identity. I pulled the IV needle out of my arm. A drop of blood fell onto the divorce papers I had been hiding. I didn't wipe it off. I signed my name right over it. Then I walked into the bank, reactivated my dormant account with $128 million, and bought the penthouse directly overlooking Cole's house. The mourning widow is dead. The avenger is born.[The screen is black]
??- It's been 500 years since our world changed... It was the time of the World War...
[In a battlefield]
*Everyone had their hands placed on top of a gun which they seemed to worship*
An army commander- Destroy them!!
A subordinate*Lifting his hand*- That's it? Couldn't you think of something else to say, sir?
Army commander- Well... Why don't you say it?
Subordinate- You're the new commander for Christ's sake!
Army commander- Umm... Then I pass the commandership onto you...
Subordinate- I'm quite sure that isn't a usual term... And... That isn't an ordinary thing you can merely do...
Army commander- Well... Nothing is ordinary on a battlefield... You might even see a person floating... Is a person considered to do that? No... But they might...
Subordinate- Like that's going to occur...
Army commander- You never know...
Subordinate- Oh... I know... It's absurd... I don't even know why I'm following you... I should've stayed back at home with my family...
???- Everyone! Stand on guard! An Individual is floating!!
Subordinate- I don't think it's the time to jest Henry!
Henry- I'm not jesting! Look out!
*A screaming person comes flying at them*
*They duck, attempting to evade that attack*
Subordinate- This isn't real... I must be dreaming... It's time to wake up... *takes a revolver out of his pouch and makes an effort to shoot himself in the head*
*The projectile stops mid-way in the air*
*The commander has his arm towards the direction of the bullets*
*The subordinate looks at him*
Commander- What is occurring?! Or rather!! WHO SHOOTS THEMSELF LIKE THAT?! YOU COULD'VE PUT THE GUN AGAINST YOUR HEAD INSTEAD OF STRETCHING YOUR HAND LIKE THAT!!
Subordinate- I don't think it's the time for that kind of lecture, sir... Something is wrong...
Commander- Well... I don't know... Maybe the booze gave me telekinesis...
Subordinate- YOU'RE DRUNK?!
Commander- Shhhh!!! I don't want the others to know... They might ask me for some of it... You know... It's really pricey...
Subordinate- For Christ's sake!! Henry!! Help me!!
*The subordinate looks at where Henry was, only to find a beheaded corpse which shocks him enough to freeze him*
*The commander looks at the subordinate's hand, which was emitting a flame which was slowly melting the gun*
Commander*running towards the subordinate*- HEY HEY HEY!! YOUR HAND!!
*Slaps the gun out of his hand*
Subordinate- What the hell is happening---
Commander- Snap out of it!! Control the flame!!
Subordinate- HOW?!
Commander- Try saying "stop"!!
Subordinate- This is not the time!! Someone killed Henry!! He is dea---
*A scythe cuts through the commander's hand*
??- Awww... I intended to cleanly behead him... I guess it takes some time to master a power such as this...
*A girl with a scythe hand sneaks up from behind him*
Subordinate*petrified*-W-What have you done...
??- Eliminated a pest... Let's face it... He wasn't suited to be the commander... So... I'll be taking command from now on...
Subordinate*trembling*- H-How could you kill him like that?! We are on the same team!!
??- Well... He isn't dead yet...
Subordinate- W-Wha...?*Tilts his head downwards to see the commander gasping for breath*
??- What happened? Don't you want to hug him?
Subordinate- My leg.... It's frozen...
??- Ah... You're too scared to do anything huh?!
Subordinate- ANYONE!! PLEASE!! HELP ME!! KILL THIS TRAITOR!!
??- Come on... Does it really hurt your feelings enough to serve a lady? HEY EVERYONE!! I'LL LET YOU DECIDE WHO YOU WANT TO FOLLOW!! STAND BEHIND HIM IF YOU WANT TO BE ELIMINATED!! STAND BEHIND ME IF YOU WANT TO JOIN ME!!
*A few number of people stand behind the subordinate at first, but seeing a lot of people on the opposite side, they too join the other side, leaving only the Subordinate and the dying commander on one side*
??- Let the Matriarchy begin!!*Attempts to slice off his head*
*The Subordinate, being cornered, loses his humanity and his instincts kick in*
*He turns into a human torch and burns everything around him, including the commander*
*He finally gains back control after getting severe burns*
Subordinate- C-Commander!! Are you okay?!
Commander- S-Save me.......
Subordinate*bawling*- I AM SORRY!!
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Superhuman Society
We have all atleast once dreamt of having a supernatural power, haven't we? But... What if most people in this world had supernatural powers? Can you call it supernatural then? Would having these powers change anything about your lifestyle? Welcome to the world of this story... 500 years ago, durin/0/1713/coverorgin.jpg?v=20171116205350&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The School and Society
The three lectures presented in the following pages were delivered before an audience of parents and others interested in the University Elementary School, in the month of April of the year 1899. Mr. Dewey revised them in part from a stenographic report, and unimportant changes and the slight adapta/0/3054/coverorgin.jpg?v=921d0ef1f8bf3cac976be36b05ee85fa&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Aunt Jane's Nieces in Society
After Louisa May Alcott's Little Women proved to be a publishing sensation, other book purveyors sought out titles with similar appeal. The Aunt Jane's Nieces series was designed to hook young audiences who first fell for Alcott's work. In Aunt Jane's Nieces in Society, the girls make their debut am/0/18387/coverorgin.jpg?v=a64b1756258dac53ceaad97a60a59627&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Splintered: The Society Book 3
After surviving an attack by the Brotherhood, Ivy tries to get back to normal life preparing for the launch of Wildwood's retail venture. Unfortunately others have different expectations. The head of the Seers shows up demanding Irina and Nick be turned over to him and Hamilton demands she figure/0/1654/coverorgin.jpg?v=20171121151536&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Society Clown
It was one dark, dank, dreary, dismal night in February, 1888 (I believe that is the way to commence a book, no matter what the subject be), when the present writer might have been seen standing, with other gentlemen, in a sombre dining-room brilliantly illuminated with one ceiling-lamp buried in a/0/18039/coverorgin.jpg?v=3101054b39483c6ff3d5b2a14658516b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Wildwood: The Society Book 1
After several mysterious deaths, what remained of the Chambers family was divided, each sent to a different city. After seventeen years of living on her own, Ivy Chambers is summoned to the Shadow Council. The Shadow Council rules life within The Society. Every one of the hidden clans, whether Vamp/0/18041/coverorgin.jpg?v=da71007904ef86138dcb0fe1867a43d2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Free Fall: The Society Book 2
Ivy and her family begin their lives at Wildwood, working on finishing construction and creating what they and their clans need. But as work begins, the Shadow Council, the ruling body for all of the hidden clans, collapses leaving uncertainty in its demise. Worries arise as Ivy expects old grudg/0/18388/coverorgin.jpg?v=5f146782e2ff11417ed8f27538e2c462&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Family Matters: The Society Book 4
After being shot, Ivy Chambers settles in to her home in Wildwood to recover and read through her purloined files. Her recovery time is interrupted when the Head of the Mage Clan calls reporting that the golems running the Shadow Council Headquarters are malfunctioning. While she knows very little/0/6665/coverorgin.jpg?v=a8b9638104872256fc6611467d658bbb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Mrs. Piper & the Society for Psychical Research
This is a pre-1923 historical reproduction that was curated for quality. Quality assurance was conducted on each of these books in an attempt to remove books with imperfections introduced by the digitization process. Though we have made best efforts - the books may have occasional errors that do not/1/113786/coverorgin.jpg?v=31ad59dc0ebbc0e5855feb2748f4813f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Jilted Heiress's Spectacular High Society Comeback
Elliana and her six-year-old daughter Clara were trapped in a horrific, bloody car crash. A private medical helicopter bearing her husband's family crest touched down on the wet asphalt, but the paramedics ran straight past her crushed SUV. They rushed to the sleek sports car that had rear-ended t/0/14955/coverorgin.jpg?v=cb8bc5eafc157b0146cb10f7b07ef05e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Roman Society from Nero to Marcus Aurelius
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The History of the Fabian Society
Published in 1916, this history of the influential British socialist movement known as the Fabian Society, which favored the imposition of socialism by slow, incremental, and peaceful steps rather than violent revolution, was written by a founder and long-time secretary of the Society./0/66503/coverorgin.jpg?v=0bba07556746a8a323e1b80d68b6c466&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From High Society To His Service
"In the glittering world of the wealthy elite, a powerful billionaire has everything he desires. But when he meets his new maid, a fallen aristocrat with a mysterious past, his world is upended. As the two fight to suppress their forbidden attraction, the secrets of their pasts threaten to tear them/1/112665/coverorgin.jpg?v=53a44e636c05be123a1096d06a18ba6a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Jilted Wife's Spectacular High Society Return
On our third wedding anniversary, I spent six hours preparing a perfect dinner for my billionaire husband. But when I went into his study, I accidentally unlocked his private server and discovered my entire marriage was a sham. He explicitly chose me—a girl with zero background and zero resources—j/1/113791/coverorgin.jpg?v=845d7080d32309b38f9c999c50d6510e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Vengeful Ex-Wife's High Society Comeback
Six years ago, I was driven out of Manhattan with nothing but the clothes on my back. My two-year-old son, Alex, was dead, and I was branded the monster who killed him. My husband, Corwin, threw me away without a second glance, choosing to protect his new fiancée—my cousin Evelina, the real murder/0/7837/coverorgin.jpg?v=96bcc3999656abd4658278d25db5f960&imageMogr2/format/webp)
On The Structure of Greek Tribal Society: An Essay
This is a reproduction of a book published before 1923. This book may have occasional imperfections such as missing or blurred pages, poor pictures, errant marks, etc. that were either part of the original artifact, or we/0/28053/coverorgin.jpg?v=e7964c940b9a30f19f7aef8a42f2e32c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
MY FAKE LOVE AFFAIR
She needed a fake fiancé to shut up her ex-alphahole rockstar boyfriend. I’m the guy she chose to point to as the new man. Unfortunately, her lie caused a major media scandal. Lucky for me, this woman is everything I’ve ever wanted in my life. Smart. Beautiful. Funny. And she’s got hustle like/0/14573/coverorgin.jpg?v=d857c7c4770af56c2f0a87fe7a7f3830&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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