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Thank you for taking your time to read The Secret of Larimore High School! 

The cover was made by Eoin White (Toby Curet). 

Content Warnings: sexual themes (only spoken of), blood, fighting, possible minor gore, death and some harassment.

"Reality exists in the human mind, and nowhere else."
- George Orwell, 1984

"It is unfortunate that when you want to make some people feel like human beings, they begin to take you as an animal." 
-Michael Bassey Johnson

"We all have a monster within; the difference is in degree, not kind." 
-Douglas Preston, The Monster of Florence

"Murderers are not monsters, they're men. And that's the most frightening thing about them." 
-Alice Sebold, The Lovely Bones

"Perhaps one did not want to be loved so much as to be understood."
- George Orwell, 1984

"The fallen angel believes in the beauty of the darkness. That is so incomprehensible to us, we can't understand it, and so we're attracted to it. So I wasn't reading textbooks about mental disease, I was imagining how it was to be Satan."
- Mads Mikkelsen
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Larimore High School is dubbed the Land of the Forsaken by its students. Fey Norris, a latina transfer student from a different state, isn't sure what to call it. Everything seems so confusing, from the five teams that constantly brawl over the top spot in the rankings, to the promise of a 'Big Event' at the end of the year that will test the fabric of reality. Abigail, the Administrator of the top team, seems to be pulling the strings on the game with no mercy or care in the world. Nashita seems to just enjoy the game as it passes, while Arthur is hell-bent on taking the top team down because of old grudges. Fey feels confused by it all, only able to hold onto her friends Leighton, a student that's lived in the town his entire life, Rowdy, a moderator of a team who's family has been a bit on the shaky side of the law, and Rachel, who's pretty features always have Fey windswept. 

This city in North Dakota is shaken to its very core when the event starts, leaving most of the town trapped outside with no other choice but to wait for the chaos to subside. Five members of five teams clash on the inside, hoping to be the team that gets out with the most members still standing at dawn. Taylor, the only seemingly sane person on the top team, claims everything will be alright. Is Abigail really to blame for the gruesome blood bath that directly results from the event? Who will emerge to the waiting students and police sirens on the outside? 

Filled with characters that have hidden motives and a bash back to childhood games of pretend that turn sour, The Secret of Larimore High School will keep you reading until the last students breathe out their final words.

Kenneth
Paris, 1984
Returning to the capital felt like leaving a dream. The bliss that we'd found in Aix-en-Provence had been something else entirely. But back in Paris, the secrets and lies were waiting for us.
There were letters from both sets of parents waiting to be answered and we still hadn't agreed to tell them about our pregnancy, let alone our new marriage.
We'd avoided the conversation entirely while in Aix-en-Provence and now back in Paris, we needed to face the reality of our situation.
That first night back brought the first argument on the matter. I was ready to tell everyone back in England but Michelle was not. Those arguments happened almost daily for several months.
***
London, Present Day
"Did you ever tell them?" Clara asks me, finally engaging in the story.
"No," I tell her with a sigh. "I wanted to. I considered telling my parents even if Michelle wouldn't tell hers... but I couldn't, not then. I wanted to but I couldn't bring myself to face my parents, not alone."
There's silence after that and so I continue. "I needed her strength and at that time she was unwilling to give it. She wanted to keep the secret."
"So what did you do?" Clara asks, inching towards me.
"I waited. I waited for Michelle to gain courage but that courage never came."
***
Paris, 1984
The day that Michelle gave birth to our first son came like any other. Michelle was preparing for a day at the library, having just finished her final exam. We had both been relieved the day before when she had returned the day before from the university baby still waiting in her womb. We no longer needed to worry that Michelle would be unable to complete her degree.
Finally, one of our problems was resolved.
Michelle piled the books she wanted to return into her backpack. I watched her, enjoying just being close to her.
"Do you want me to come with you?" I wanted to go with her.
She shook her head. She didn't need me. But I definitely needed her. I wanted to be close to her and our child. What I needed wasn't important though and so I watched as she left, regretting letting her go almost immediately.
She didn't make it far though before she turned back. Standing in our doorway, she dropped her bag and called to me. I'd just settled down into the living room with a book. Walking through to the hall, the sight of her gave me a fright.
"Michelle?" I asked fearfully.
"Take me to the hospital," she demanded.
I darted towards her, pulling her into my arms. "Is it time?"
"Yes!" she hissed out between gritted teeth.
***
London, Present Day
"Gabriel was born that day," I tell my three children with a grin.
"Did you ever regret your relationship with Michelle?" Clara asks. The boys are silent. They've heard this story before. This time it's for Clarisse's ears.
"Never," I say honestly, "because it gave me you, Gabriel and Luca."
She's quiet, offering no reply.
"I do regret how it ended and I regret that we weren't braver but I don't regret our love or our marriage."
I tell my children about the first few days of parenthood, sharing how I had enjoyed Gabriel's firsts. His first cry seconds after he left his mother's body, his first feeding, and how his mother had held her to her breast, his first smile which my son offered to me, his first crawl which came months later.
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Paris, 1984
For the most part, our first months as a family were some of the best of my life. We went from day to day enjoying the pleasures of watching our son grow up.
It was the few and far between days that proved difficult. The days that brought letters or phone calls from either of our families.
When Gabriel was not three months, Michelle's parents wrote to say that they were coming to visit. They'd given us a week's notice and we'd yet again been given the opportunity to tell her parents, but yet again she refused to tell them.
Her refusal brought trouble of its own. How would we hide Gabriel? His stuff? Me? How would she explain away her reluctance to leave Paris?
I felt impatient and somewhat angry at the idea that she still wanted to hide us. I tried to rationalise her behaviour, telling myself that she was only twenty-one. But my attempted rationalising was anything but rational.
She told her parents that she would be out of the city when they were expected and invited them to join her in Normandy. Her parents eagerly accepted her invitation and so it was agreed that Michelle would leave us for a week.
I tried to hold my tongue, but I felt remarkably bitter about her decision and that week apart threatened to be our undoing.
Gabriel missed his mother that week. He cried frequently and refused his milk more often than he took it. That was the first time I learnt what it would be like to be a single parent.



Hanleigh loves books more than nearly anything in the world; whether its reading them or writing them, Hanleigh just can't get enough. She relishes in the way authors can create worlds with the words they put in their books. She loves the way your imagination introduces you to a new world when you read a book. It may well be a world completely foreign to the one you live in. That world is brought to life; inspiring you to dream, captivating your imagination and enticing your senses.
Hanleigh first took to reading as a small child reading Dr Zeus. She then fell in love with romance literature when she first read Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen; when she first swooned over Mr Darcy. She's read more books than she can count and owns more books than some libraries.

One city. Nine million people.
An heiress hell bent on breaking her parents' rules…
A CEO struggling to maintain control... 
Two co-workers with a history they can’t delete…
An artist running from her past…
The man who wants nothing more than to protect her…
A manwh*re doctor looking for a second chance with the only woman he’s ever loved…
A detective and her jerk of a boss, hunting down a serial killer…
And the hunky man who might just be one lucky girl’s Christmas Miracle…

VOLUME 1
October 3, 1976 - Alana Hales is born
1981 January - Alana's mind stabilises at age 4
1982 November - A month after father's death Alana starts school
1982 December - Alana meets Jake Matthews
1983 January - Alana is given a violin by Mrs Linda
1983 March - Alana starts official karate lessons under Mr Matthews
1983 May - Katherine Hales' condition worsens
October 3, 1983 - Alana's 7th birthday she receives her triskelion
1983 November - Alana has discovered a stalker, crafted her basic Mindscape and Capricorn I created
1984 January - Capricorn II
1984 March - Inventory system Aquarius is created
1984 May - Child services, Capricorn III, Aquarius II
1984 August- Katherine Hales' death
1984 October - Alana meets Vincent de Azrael at age 8
1984 December -Azrael invites Alana to live with him
1985 November - Capricorn IV, Aquarius III, Pisces I created 
1985 December - Knockturn Alley with Azrael
1986 February - Alana meets Roul
1986 November - Alana steals from the Ashworth Summer Estate, Pisces II
1987 January - The Hit on Archie Tryce and the formation of The Nest
1987 March - Hit on Italian Nicholas Borges
1988 April - France, Aquarius IV, Pisces III
1988 May - Germany, Gregorovitch, Capricorn V and Illegimency
1988 July - The Romanians and Azrael's death
1988 August - Destruction of the Wallachia Coven
1989 August - The Italian Otavio Russo arrives in Britain

VOLUME 2
1990 August - John Dawlish, The Ministry of Magic and the introduction of Alana Vincent
1990 September - The train to Hogwarts, the reappearance of Jake Matthews and Ravenclaw sorting. Leoen Volkov and first classes
1990 October - Capricorn V, Aquarius IV, Pisces III. The Potion Book, Fencing Club and Samhain
1990 November - Astronomy Lesson
1990 December - Yule with Otavio, hunting with Raymond
1991 January - Alana explains her 'job'
1991 March/April - Chiara Lobosca and Nymphadora Tonks
1991 June - The salamander incident and the Weasley twins. Capricorn V, Aquarius IV, Pisces IV.
1991 July - The final feast, the Goblin bank and the brawl on wolfsbane
1991 August - Lilith Bathery and the Werewolf pack

With a gift bringing hope, comfort and relief, it was only fitting that Gaia bestow a curse of equal measure. A child to reap what it could not. A child born of death's greed and life's carelessness. Fate was rewritten then with the dignified scrawl of an unknown deity. Screaming and kicking at the divine injustice of it all, a new life was born into the world. Out of the frenzied passions of a drunkard and a drug addict from the shadowed back streets of London came Alana Hales. Out of the tattered folds of deaths cloak came the worn soul of one Alexis Crevan. 

I don't own Harry Potter, The Gamer, the Labyrinth, or any of their characters. If I did, I would be rich.

I never met my father and my mother is an alcoholic. She says it makes her feel no more pain. It hurts that I always see her like this. She said she wasn't always like this not until my father died. I saw pictures and heard stories. He was such a great guy. She was well known in high school herself. They were both super popular. He was a real role model to others. My mom and dad were high school sweethearts actually. Sometimes I wish I could go back to the past. If I could I wouldn't hesitate.... But miracles don't happen. At least.. I didn't think they happen. Not until today. 

It all started as a normal day.

I was in class when someone barged in the classroom.

We all look up becoming startled to see...

Mr. Garrison.... Wait... He goes by Donald Trump now..why is he here?

He was staring at the boys up front.

"You four with me right now!!" he yelled out. 

"Uhh can I help you." Asked the teacher.

"Yeah I need these fucking retards right now!"

I look over and see him point at Stan, Kyle, Kenny and Cartman.

I lift my eye brow.

What did these idiots do now?

When they walk out I hear something that sparked my attention.

"I need you boys to be go back to the past for me. I can't because I'm the president but you idiots will do as I say."

Wait...back to the past.

I raised my hand.

"Yes Jessica?"

"Can I use the restroom?"

"Yes, go ahead."

"Thank you."

I ran out of the door looking down the hall seeing him practically dragging them outside.

I breathed out and sneakily followed them.

"Wait, why are you doing this?" Asked Kyle.

"Because, I want to change the past god damn it. Now go in the machine before I kill you all!!"

"Jesus Christ isn't that a bit much?!" Asked Stan.

"Look here assholes, I don't care if you don't want to do it. Someone is going to do it either way. If it's not you than I'll find someone else!"

"Fuck that, I'm not doing it!" Yelled Cartman.

"Yeah fuck that, kill me all you want I'm not going in the past." said Kenny.

I hear Mr. Garrison growl.

"God dammit, your all fucking idiots. Who the fuck am I going to force to change the past?!"

I stepped out of the courner.

"I'll do it!"

They all look at me showing a hint of confusion. 

I walked up toward them.

"Who the fuck are you?" Mr. Garrison asked rudely.

"I'm the fucking person who will change the past. Show me the device."

He was clearly taken back by the comment, but he took me behind the school and sure enough there was a portal machine."

I look back at him.

"You sure this is a device that will take me back?"

"That's for you to figure out. Your the first guinea pig after all."

I sighed.

It'll be worth it, after all I did say I'll do anything.

"Okay, I'll do it."

I see him start up the machine.

I walk up to the device feeling a little nervous. 

"Okay so, you are going to two years before this year."

I look at him.

"Okay."

I walked past the machine and see the him setting the date and year.

Out of no where I hear Cartman yell at Mr. Garrison.

"Ayy!!! You really think this girl is the one who will be taking our adventure away? Who do you think she is the 'Rick' in this universe?!"

Whoa...way to break the 4th wall.

I see Mr. Garrison distracted causing my attention to go to the device time setter. I quickly flipped through the year changing it to March 20, 2018 to March 20, 1984.

I look at the guys and smiled.

"Thanks Mr. garrison, I will change the past alright but frankly I don't give a fuck about you." I said tapping the button. 

I gave a two finger salute backing into the portal. Right before I jumped back I see him look at the device.

"Wait you bitch!!! You set it to 1984!!!"

That's all I remember before everything blacked out.

Losing a loved one is the hardest part of life. What if you could go back in time and change the past, would you do anything to make this happen? Jess is one to agree. She was given the chance to back in time and finally meet her father who passed away before she was born. She promises to do whatever it takes to save his life, even if it causes her own life. All she wanted her whole childhood was know was it was like to be in her fathers arms. What happens when four boys go out of their way to stop her from changing the past? It certainly is life changing indeed.

 Playing in Hollywood Richard didn't forgot about the vast opportunities around him. To achieve his dream of standing in top of Hollywood he need capital, lots  of capital.
Perfect way to earn more capital is to invest capital, best place for investment capital, stock market.
Having a father like David, its quite easy to enter stock market, even better when you have certain degree of independent to invest money all you need to show is your not only a good author but a genius financial investor.
Warren buffet entered wall street at age of 9. why not you who's a genius enter at 5 and earn some money while at it.  

-FLASHBACK-
Little Richard having breakfast with his parents, David reading newspaper while Hanna fixing breakfast.
"Dad"
"Yes son"
"you deal with investment don't you"
"yes"
"So, you work at wall street"
This time David fold the newspaper and looked at his son.
"How so you know this stuffs?" curious he asked.
"you see one day i was reading newspaper, i saw a world named investment so. I checked the dictionary. 
Finding the meaning i got interested at it so looked at the books related to it, but couldn't understand half of it
Then i remembered you also do work related to investment."
Listing to Richard David was amazed but even more curious.
"Wow so, much hard work!!! But why are you interested in it"
"Because I want to see whats wall street looks like."
Seeing his excitement Hanna commented,
"Since little Ric is so excited just take him"
"Well Ric lets go to the famous wall street."
Finishing breakfast David took Richard to his office at wall street and showed what wall street inside looks like. Richard looked everywhere excitedly. Last time he saw this place was at previous life when David took him here, when he was 15 years old.
At the office Richard deliberately pointed a the section of silver future.
"Dad whats this about?"
"That's where people invest in silver future like the gold or oil future."
"Did you invest in it also Dad?"
"Of course"
As the silver prize was volatile last two months and when it entered march fluctuations became even insane which attracted many capitalists, so David like other seeing the situation started trading in silver future.
"Can I invest as well."
"You want to invest in Silver future"
"Yes"
"Do you know the time right now is risky"
"I know its risky, i want at least try."
"How much do you want to invest?"
"Well while righting for NY Times i got around 10,000 USD, I will invest that. Please that can I invest."
Seeing the excited but hopeful face David sighed.
"Fine. But don't be sad when when you make a loss."
"I wont promise."
After giving permission David took Richard money and bought silver stock at price of 28$. The price of silver fluctuation got worse following week many stared selling the last bit of their share, David also sold his most , leaving few with which he bought with Richard. 
As Richard stubbornly kept his so, David kept his what left So that when Ric have a loss he can share the pain and making Ric get less hurt but learn a lesson from it.
But on 26 March Ric called David at the office to sell his stock before market closes. David sold Ric's stock at 45$ increasing Ric's capital by 142%. Seeing the result even David was surprised.
Before going to office Ric asked David to buy Gold future and to buy oil future with money he got form the book that he recently published.
When David went office surprise was waiting for him, with the market open the price of silver fell hard shocking everyone and created a panic. But the gold also fell as well due this panic , seeing the situation David panic a little but remembered Ric's reminder And bought Gold when price was still low.
But the gold market resat few hours later, in fact it increased by at the 50% when market closed. increasing the capital of not only Ric but also David by 10 times.
-FLASHBACK- 

David was surprised at that time when he saw the potential at his son's institution when he asked his son how did he do it. But Ric farther cemented it by few other successful investment in the stock market, especially when he bought Apples share after it went to market.
After that using the fund that gained by both father and son establish a company overseas name "Wings ventures" on his sun's wish for not to show his other income source to the public.
This company will deal with all Ric's investment, although he is the owner but on official papers he is one of the major client of this company.
After the establishment of the company, Ric invested half the fund of the company in oil and gold futures and rest in Stock market bring in huge profits and brought a huge amount trust of his father but also made his father more famous resulting in gaining funds from other potential investors.
Over the years as company's fund grows he invested more in stock-market and bought shares of the  companies which have huge market value in the future such as coca-cola, Walmart etc.
And by 1984 Wings ventures fund increased five fold also kept a high profitability making it a famous raising company in wall street.
Ric by 1984 had total about 250 million USD in the account after tax which came from the books he wrote up until now, stage plays , film and investments. 
As for the biggest opportunity as of yet in the coming year he has started to spend all his 200 million USD bit by bit and convert it to JPY and invest it on its stock and real-state market step by step starting from this year by buying not only stocks of different companies and land but as possible to get controlling stake by buying the as many shares from the profitable game or comic companies.

When people about R.R Jackson the first thing comes to mind
The Living Legend....
He is a man who brought storm in the worlds entertainment...
Idol of all aspiring idols... 
Music , Film , Drama , Books not a place he left untouched
They say he is a man with Midas touch or is he ......


First time writing... Open to constructive criticism...
Hope everyone like my story....

Disclaimer : I don't own anything other than my main character. All things written is nothing more than a fiction.

Long Jinnian
Age : 24
Birthdate : May 9, 1996
Birthplace : Berne, Switzerland
Eyes : Pearl-like Dark Eyes
Hair : Dark hair tumbled over his eyes
Height : 1.88 meters (6'2'')
Weight : 71 kg (156 lbs)
Occupation : Vice CEO of Long Corporation
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Feng Xiulan 
Age : 19
Birthdate : February 6, 2001
Birthplace : Imperial, Huaxia
Eyes : Amethyst-like Violet Eyes
Hair : Waist-length Wavy Violet Hair
Height : 1.72 meters (5'6'')
Weight : 47 kg (103 lbs)
Breasts : C Cup
Occupation : Novelist, College Student
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Qin Feixue
Age : 36
Birthdate : 14 June, 1984
Birthplace : Imperial, Huaxia
Eyes : Diamond-like Blue Eyes
Hair : Waist-length Ponytail ink-black hair
Height : 1.68 meters (5'5'')
Weight : 53 kg (116 lbs)
Breasts : D Cup
Occupation : CEO of Grand Emerald Hotel 
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Long Evelina
Age : 25
Birthdate : April 4, 1995
Birthplace : Cambridge, UK
Eyes : Sapphire-like Hazel Eyes
Hair : Waist-length Dirty Golden Hair
Height : 1.78 meters (5'8'')
Weight : 48 kg (105 lbs)
Breasts : B Cup
Occupation : CFO of Long Corporation 
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Long Cassandra 
Age : 45
Birthdate : December 6, 1975
Birthplace : Moscow, Russia
Eyes : Sapphire-like Hazel Eyes
Hair : Waist-length Straight Golden Hair
Height : 1.77 meters (5'8'')
Weight : 52 kg (114 lbs)
Breasts : C Cup
Occupation : Full-Time Mother and Wife
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Long Tian
Age : 46
Birthdate : August 21, 1974
Birthplace : Victoria, Hong Kong
Eyes : Pearl-like Black Eyes
Hair : Slicked-back Black Hair
Height : 1.87 meters (6'2'')
Weight : 82 kg (180 lbs)
Occupation: Chairman and CEO of Long Corporation
Forbes : Ranked no. 12 Wealthiest Person
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Lin Nan
Age : 23
Birthdate : January 4, 1997
Birthplace : Seoul, Korea
Eyes : Emerald-like Green Eyes
Hair : Shoulder-length Silver Hair
Height : 1.74 meters (5'7'')
Weight : 48 kg (105 lbs)
Breasts : B Cup
Occupation : ???
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[18+] A dirty sweet romance between a highest-end young man with his beautiful and lovely mother in law. A sin and forbidden affair of mature woman with the man she should not love.

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"That's sure look delicious." His deep and manly voice praised.

"Thank you." Her enticing lips curved, an enchanting smile lined perfectly on her beautiful face as she looked at the food.

A chuckle escaped his lips and his his picturesque eyebrows could not help but raise in amusement, his pearl-like dark eyes looking at her innocent smile.

His perfectly structured lips quirked into a fine smile, it was his signature smile that never fails in making women sexually uncomfortable in their panties.

"I mean sure the food look delicious but." He paused to have her beautiful diamond-like blue eyes look at him.

"You're far more delicious." He stated as he parted his lips to lick his lips sensuously.
His insanely handsome face flashing an alluring and boyish grin as his charming eyes blinded her eyes.

Her ears down to her neck turned crimson instantly as an instant pink blush graced her statuesque, beautiful face. 

"Y-You shameless!" She shouted, pretending to be an angry lioness, yet the way she looks like is more like a shy little kitten.

He huffed a laugh, amused. He placed an arm on each side of her, circling her against the dining table.

"Delicious." He smacked his sexy lips.

"and,

Tasty." He breathed.

His warm breath kissing her cheek, crawling into her skin, sending ticklish up to her spine.

"Mm, the food are getting cold." She muttered meekly, trying to resist his irresistible devil temptation.

How can a mere word of hers manage to convey so much temptation he had no idea, but fuck her sweet voice gave him the chills down between his legs driving him insane.

His feverish, ravenous eyes looking at her. He kept flaunting his overflowing sex appeal to the delicious woman before him.

She is like a warm cheese, his passionate and smoldering gaze melting her, into him.

"Let's eat." Her sweet voice whispered.

"You mean." He leaned back to have a better look at her bewitching and blushing face.

"Eat you?" He teased, in alluring and inviting tone.

"or,

Eat me?" He gleamed his delicious smile, offered himself as if he is the most delicious delicacy.

Clutching her skirt tightly she bit down her pink lip in flush as she could feel her bottom lips began to get wet, moist.

"B-But.." Her eyes met his passionate eyes shyly.

"I'm your mother in law." She bashfully reminded.


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Tags: [ Amorous Male Lead ] [ Beautiful Female Leads ] [ Sweet Story ] [ Polyamorous Romance ] [ Realism ] [ Incestuous Relationship ] [ R-18 ]

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epilogue:
We are at the new dawn of bathleron. Now we can see...
The beginning of a new era...
A new strike, a new reason to live...
Is this a new belief?
Asking others, asking among living persons...
This is the story of the mage of the royalty family, is it?
Bathleron a new city built upon of a lost city, already forgotten among Lisbon.
Bathleron is built as a common sense as a city built to give a new light among the underground persons.
We are.. Are we... Are we living a new.. Upon a new belief?
Let's find out....
1st Chapter
We are at 1500 bc.
God is a no sensor of reason as we prayed as we wished upon a new belief. 
Came from the skies, came from nowhere a new God, a new reason to live. 
Is this Goddess belief? Is this a new religion for all? It's forbidden o find out. 
There's no GOD, there's no creed. There's a persons belief. 
The persons started a new creed after the wars of an era of unbelievable and denial of all unique sense of GOD. We all came to start on believing the elder creed. 
There's no pity, there's no creed just a new way of belief. A belief of believe on common sense. 
In due of technology lost in time... We found out how to build machinery also intelligent machinery too fast with the components resident on the dirt of our Terra. 
We've learned how to do it also found out how to improve the knowledge for centuries. 
Are we alive? Are we ok? Are we ok?  
In our era, a new era of machinima... We found out how to build submarines, machine guns, rail shockwave guns also a new technology called 1984 social network. This social network is a new way of pursuit persons on denial on technology. The government of Bathleron is a regime disguise as kingdom as a hidden royalty regime. 
With 1984 the government can and have power to do the pursuit of all minds against technology like machinima tech like the persons robot disguise. 
We've crawled between walls. There's no beliefs, there's no witch haunts but they exist.
This is a story about Louis, a renegade mage slayer. Whom? Is this person. 
He came from bathleron government. Questions were made, weren't made? Questions make among upon the skies. 
Upon the skies... Beneath all, beneath the red skies, the red eyes of all 1984 society. 
We as people have vengeance eyes, red eyes with whole blood running right in the eyes not in the veins. Inside veins the people of government had made a change for their blood. Color blue, a color for all traditional kingdoms lost. Lost in time... lost is a middle of nowhere... in middle of what... 
Right in the middle, lost and forgotten for our belief. We've became seeders of machinimas, machinima tech. Always be always be the outsiders of the real world. We've became legends of dust, legends of what? Became legends and unforgotten persons in the real world already destroyed also forgotten in time. The wheel of time had stopped in time... stopped in a time of.. stopped in a time where all became dust and insecure. So, persons reinvented the steampunk mechatech a robot from themselves to live outside. Outside as persons with no relations among all. The mechatechs, the machinimas of themselves became the real world also known as the forbidden touch world.  
This tells Louis the mage slayer story, whom wanted to become legend as a real person not a mechatech person as all wanted. 
He born as a mage, an experimental touch among the centrists of the regime 1984 social network. 
Born also to be a change of openness among the already forgotten world. Forgotten imposed by the real force, the denial of whole mankind. That mankind, which were the people against the covens of technology. Those people already forgot they imposed the regime now they're on denial about it. The covens are persons groups, living as a small family. Every family is coven. Sometimes the warriors, the doctors, every coven society forgot how to live. To live as a peace society.
Bow down! Bow down! 
Is this a kingdom lost? Is this a Hail to the King? A kingdom King gone? 
Bow down! Say Hail to the lost king. Where are we goin' with this path of gone? 
Say hello to a hidden lost feeling stuck in... 
A lost kingdom come... A belief hidden in us... 
A Hail to the king, lost in somewhere, in somewhat... 
A kingdom come... Farewell... Farewell to arms... Call to arms... 
Bow down! 
Bow down! 
A belief to come... as a touch... farewell my King... I used to be an untouchable hidden is time a feeling. 
I've became a creed. Something I've turned it too. Farewell... Farewell to my kingdom. Where am I going with this reason to live? 
Bow down! 
Bow down! 
To rocking the shaked house. This is my belief to keep on going. To keep the reason to live among us all. 
I'm a mage with no home. Questioning everything as a numbless, a hopeless, a different touch human. 
I must confess is this a feeling or a belief to everything turns or circle around our civilization, our society with nothing with a sense of fearless. A feeling to become an unbeliever how life gives a reason to live as our memories gone and shaked the Terra mechatech robots of our real person we've became.
We've became a machinima, something with fear to interact as real persons of our lost hidden touch. Our goodness, our kindness, our beliefs became something as denial of the real feelings. 
The real feelings as a society with interaction as people. The tears falling from the skies upon our heads also upon our real touch.
I'm Louis a mage slayer to haunt the demons inside of our society people head. 
I'm feeling broken. Tears became lost in a sense of.... tears became our seas.. became our salvation to love and be a salvation of our broken hearts, salvation of our darlings trapped in a web of fear spiders. 
Upon the skies, we will never fall to be hidden. Upon the skies, the touch of our hands will become our teardrop to relate. To connect our past with the sense, a reason to live again. 
We've became lust, dust, numb less, fearless to give a real world to our sons. With peace inside, we're going to feel so alive when our wars will fall in forgotten, something forgotten in a time of peace. 
Reading is something forbidden to whole society. 
We've became sounds, sounds of something rotted. Sounds surrounded as a forgotten touch, a real touch of voices in our heads. 
Settle inn.. Farewell life... farewell... sons... sons of the night. 
Bow down! 
Say Hail to the King Karlyn, son of the seventh son of the seventh son.  
Bow down! 
Hail to a king with no fear. Hail to a kingdom lost.. Hail to a kingdom come.. To a kingdom gone, lost in time. In a time where the creed among people doesn't exist in any kind. At all. 
We will be forgotten, when these papers will be burned as the legends be become dust also forgotten in our heads. Crying to the skies, skies that are not blue, skies where red is the vengeance, the chakra of the denial of everything we pass. We pass in the last eras of war. The wars we lived, are gone now.  
I'm preaching as a mage slayer of denial, sounds like a farewell but it's not. It's a farewell to a someday gone. A farewell to cry, to return very soon as a higher feeling, a higher creed, a higher belief. 
Farewell. Farewell my King. Farewell m'Lord. I'm going to somewhere to become a feeling for all kingdom. 
Bow down! 
Bow down! 
What have we become? Now, we don't know who we are. As a society we have lost our lives, our life's as a reason to be a good feeling to live in a peace of nowhere. This room of nowhere it's a 2nd chance to live as good people. 
Crying upon the red skies, sometimes crying is something good, a good feeling as mankind to show how we are kindness also goodness among us. 
Counting in vertigo, counting numbers is acting like an unreal society where all are numbers. 
We are peaching a kingdom gone, a king with no throne. What is happening with us? 
Preaching a Hail to a king with no throne. A Hail to a king gone in time, preaching to a kingdom gone. 
Who've I become, who've I become when all have lost belief in something that's good, something healthy for us all. 
Hail to a lost king with no throne also no a crown in his head. Just an inspiration to live. 
It's not needed to cry upon this skies in red. It's not needed to read preaches also prayers in our heads. Sometimes, the kingdoms gone. Sometimes, the kings are gone, become in legends of dust. 
This feeling will be forgotten, will be dust how our kings of bathleron, cremtryia were gone and forgotten. 
Karlyn is a feeling, not a king of a kingdom gone. A feeling to remember how's life is good to be lived. Crying will not resolve our hearts, our demons, feelings that will be gone and gone. 
It feels great when we awoke up everyday with a new reason to live that day as the day is he last of our hearts. 
Love become a reason for everyday gone. This is a ghost feeling but it's there, inside our hearts. 
Cutting veins will be not the solution for our life gone. We need to become a feeling, a love for everyday. Everyday is a new day that will be never forgotten as the last life lived yesterday. 
A life lived yesterday will never be gone of our heads. We need to live life, need to breathe life as the last day gone. 
Farewell...farewell...
Ghosts inside of what. There's no 2nd chances even unforgiving impossible reasons. We are ghosts everyday. Ghosts for some, ghosts for others. Walking at the main streets of bathleron to be seen. 
Trying to hold on, something to hold on. We are sidewalkers, we are not alone. Just be something to be seen. We are not alone in these streets. 
I'm so mage walking alone. Never seen but always looked why this. I'm not treason even a fear i'm just inspiration for myself. Walking alone. Walking alone to become a ghost of nowhere. 
Creator made me but not loved. I'm so empty fulfilled with sadness. Suck creator for made me so alone in these streets. I wanted to be.. the Louis the mage slayer of everything touched on denial. 
Every time I speak, every time I open up the mouth dirt came and spoken as a vengeance untouchable mud words. Why my farewell is real? 
This is it. Calling everyone to near me to reach the preach rodes. Villains of farewell feelings. 
This is. This is my farewell, this the end nigh. I've became lost between the alleys. 
The feeling of the apocalypse heart broken. The noel will coexist even the lines to fix my broken heart. Purification the ghost heart. 
Why! Bow down! The Hail of the king lost and gone in time. Unforgettable mornings, desires hidden. Where am I going for this. 'cause I'm lost in pretending world. 
M'Lord the hornes of the war state are lost even when we lost faith the 2nd chances when their not exist in our open hearts. 
Farewell... I'll get in the chariots of Hell. MY meaningless life with no sense even common sense it's empty. Memories gone and gone forever. 
Hail the kingdom gone. Preaching to emptiness. 
Kingdom gone in our heads. Gone for god sake. Memories gone but will someday be stronger as my slivered heart. I don't wanna die as all, I want to be a legend not a farewell feeling. 
Look upon the skies, it's not anymore grey, the skies now can show the beautiful blue even the stars of our lives fullfil with our love. My memories someday will be forgotten. Memories forgotten and lost in somewhere, in a crushing bow down. 
I don' wanna die as our heroes that were forgotten for our societies already built and gone until today. 
Salvation, who will be my savior even I'm the salvation of myself. I don't wanna be forgotten to be a legend in dust as our ancestors. Some who is now in the stars and shine my everyday gone and will come as a reason to live. 
I don't wanna to pretend that's everything is fine. I am a ghost in something coming from our ancestors. 
I am a ghost in a ghost forbidden kingdom gone and gone. Farewell to this dream. Persons will not destroy it 'cause it's their soul and son too coming as a feeling inside heart of each one. 
Forgive me FATHER, where I'm belong. Somewhere I belong. Dust is for the betrayals of the kingdom gone. A kingdom gone and forgotten for each one. WE need kingdoms gone to preach for something to believe and for our son of the seventh son of seventh son as creed mind. 
Bow down! Why I'm preaching for a kingdom gone when I cannot feel the real word apart. 
It's a sanitarium loosing in each one. Listening voices and to learn how our lives need to live so apart. 
Listening voices where we need to learn to forgive, to learn how the beauty of ourselves it's to share. Voices in our heads it's getting more deeper and deeper. 
Am I losing sanity? Question sometimes lost and forgotten in somewhere. 
Try to remember how we live. Bow down! Don't preach for emptiness. Preach for something high, for something you need to have faith like to become a faithful person. 
Bow down! Take it down! 
I'm so afraid to become mud and dust. Afraid to be a person with nothing made in this rotted society. Where there's no free lunches. Don't be a whore life. Give meaning to it. 
Past gone and gone. Kingdoms gone with Kings come and gone. 
Running and breathing life is to give a reason for living in everyday gone. 
I woke up staring at a mirror. Staring for a body not well and beautiful but, beautiful inside. 
I don't give a care less but I care. I'm breathing yet after a hard beaten. I'm feeling so alive but with a horrible body but beautiful inside. I give a meaning for my life everyday. Yesterday gone.. yesterday it's now.  
I say everyday I'm not alone but alone walking streets of bathleron. A place where I cannot understand. 
I washed my hands, my running life is something to stay for too long. Everyone needs a creed a faith inside. To believe how our lives are good enough in bathleron. A beautiful place where we woke up staring at a mirror and see our kindness and beautifulness inside our hearts.

A other side of dreams and fears of mankind

"Unfortunately, at that time, she had nothing but beauty and figure."
After talking, Watson stood up, ignoring Natasha's somewhat guarded eyes, and walked to the window.
"Okay, I will tell you the story today. If there is a chance, I will continue to tell you. I am going to sleep. Do n't forget to give me what I want tomorrow."
Hua Sheng took off his shirt after he finished speaking, revealing full muscles, lying on the bed, and ignored Natasha.
 Natasha looked at the man on the bed for a long time, and suddenly opened her mouth and said: "Is the story you told true?"
"If you have the opportunity to tell you the whole story, you will know, and I said if the person is you, do you think it is you?"
Natasha did n't know what to say, so she said, "Then do you plan to let me sleep there?"
"Find the place that you think is most suitable ... Natasha, do you have your own family?"
Natasha was a little stunned when she heard the question, and said directly, "NO, never."
Natasha turned her head to look at the bright moon in the sky, her eyes stunned, her beautiful eyes moved left and right and suddenly said, "Actually, I'm just like that playboy, Tony Stark. The family feels happy. Smiles, these ... for a little while, I was nostalgic for that feeling, although I know that for people like me, it is very far away, so I will be nostalgic. "
Huasheng got up from bed, turned his head on the bare upper body and asked, "In your previous mission, was there no scene like this tonight?"
Natasha smiled softly at the corner of her mouth, as if mocking her past and the innocence of Watson.
Natasha turned her head and looked at the man in front of her with a smile and said, "Why? I just wished I had eaten my Flame Knight and wanted to hear the story?"
"If you like, listen to your ears. Oh yeah, can you tell me, how old are you this year?" Watson suddenly thought of the Marvel parallel universe and wanted to determine whether the widow in front of him was the widow she could accept. .
 Natasha looked at Watson 's eyes a little strange, but did n't care. She continued to look at the moon in the sky and said, "I 'm from the former Soviet Union, born in 1984, but I was in a **** when I was very young. All the girls who are trained like me, every day, every day, some people die. They give us a variety of killing skills, fighting, shooting, assassination, etc., and how to please men and women If you fail, you will be eliminated. That place is called 'Red House'. After graduating there, I was admitted to the KGB, a Soviet intelligence organization. My daily job is to contact different people. Both men and women, and then kill them to get what the organization needs. However, I later betrayed them and joined the current SHIELD. At least I now think that I can walk in the sun with fairness and integrity, and It 's not in the shadows. I feel that I am a good person ... but, never, never before, to a scene like today, never. "
Watson listened quietly, actually relieved in his heart, born in 1984, that is the movie universe.
But I still have to be careful. After all, when I was in Afghanistan, I felt that Professor X had investigated.
Watson thought a little and said to Natasha: "Sergeant Wilson, I accept your previous apology, and I will not tell Aunt Liya, at least until I know she can accept it, you wo n't tell her, do n't do it yourself. Yanlu. All right, now you can sleep. "
Natasha sitting on the balcony was slightly stunned, did not expect this man to say such a thing.
Returned silent night, began to be slightly cold.
Natasha rubbed her legs up and down, and looked at the man lying on the quilt, suddenly a little bit angry.
Is really not a gentleman.
After a while ... it seemed to be determined.
She stood up and slowly faded her police uniform and trousers.
Under the shining of the silver brilliance, she seemed to be the darling chosen by the night god, gently put on the moonlight gauze, faded a bit of sexiness, and put on a touch of purity.
 
 
Was thinking about the Watson who cheated the widowed sister to bed these days, and suddenly felt a cold body rush into his arms, and then he felt the choppy touch.
? ? ? ? I accidentally summoned the Shenlong? ? Wish to succeed? ?
Although he was very puzzled in his heart, he still said: "This is one of your job as an agent to connect with me?"
"NO, I am now" Wilson ", a little police officer who worships the Flame Knight, that's all." Natasha felt the fiery breath around her body and thought of the feeling of the dinner tonight.
She wants to try it once, and she wants to try it, not to let the whole life be pure killings and scams. She once envied Clinton's family. Every time she went to visit Little Lila and Cooper ~ www.mtlnovel.com ~ eyes There is always lingering envy, and he said to Laura that if they had a daughter, they would be called Natasha.
Now, she feels that this may be one, maybe, maybe she will always have the chance to feel that way.
Anyway, even if it fails, it is just to return to the previous life. Anyway, she is used to it, isn't she?
Huasheng turned her over and looked at her blue eyes, opened her mouth and said, "Do you know what your decision means now?"
"I don't know, but if I can, I hope I can listen to that story." Natasha finished, and she lost the last layer of protection. Melted himself tightly into the arms of the man in front of him.
"Let's put aside the consequences of doing this first! But now, you have to know one thing first." Watson pressed Natasha under him, feeling the touch between the bodies every second.
 "What?" Natasha also put her hands around the man's neck and bit her lip.
"Dragon anger is not so easy to bear !!"
·············
The curtain was gently blown by the breeze, and the glimmer of the window ran in.
Is getting brighter and brighter.
"Hmm ..." Watson, awakened by the sun, slowly opened his eyes.
The full touch of his hands let him know the truth of last night.
Huasheng looked at the face on his shoulder and smiled gently
Is doomed to fail when you approach me from the beginning. Brother is a man who knows you ten years later.
After thinking about it, he started to act unreliably.
I have to say that the quality of this rage sonata is much higher than the last time ~ It 's permanent ~
"··· En? ·· Don't move ~"

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