Bfdi Nickel

I could hear the din from the bar as I exited my SUV and I was still almost a block away. What a shame! I knew from long experience that would change as soon as my foot crossed the threshold. I tend to have that effect on people. I’m six feet six inches tall and I weigh an even 250 pounds—all of it broad shouldered muscle. My Body Mass Index at my last physical was less than four percent. My light brown hair is styled exactly the way it’s been for the past fifteen years—ever since I first joined the Navy. Sure enough, no sooner had I taken my first step into the bar than the noise died. When I turned left and stepped up to the bar the people there couldn’t back away fast enough. I took a stool in the middle of the empty space and sat down, waiting for the bartender to approach. “I’m not looking for any trouble.” “Good…neither am I. Give me a ginger ale.” He reached under the bar for a glass and some ice. Twenty seconds later he slid the glass in my direction. I pulled a fiver from my pocket and dropped it on the bar. He ignored it and walked away to draw a few beers and pour some wine. It looked to me like this was a pretty cheap crowd. Checking up and down the bar all I could see were longnecks and drafts. I reached into the lower left pocket of my cargo pants. Like almost everything else I was wearing they were a true deep navy blue. My heavy shoes were black as was my wide belt. My belt said as much about me as the bold white lettering across my chest. Just below the American flag over my heart were the letters that were my life—U. S. MARSHAL. On my right hip was my nickel plated .44 Magnum Colt Python, just behind two speed loaders in addition to the twenty-four rounds on the belt. On my left hip was my ASP Talon baton—every bit as deadly a weapon in my hands as the revolver. A pouch at the back of my right hip held my stainless steel handcuffs and its partner on the opposite side held my radio—my link to my backup team. I placed the photo flat on the bar as the bartender returned to me. “I’ll have another,” I said in a loud voice, continuing so I wouldn’t be overheard. “Don’t pick it up and don’t make a production of looking at it. I’ve been told that he comes here a lot. Is he here tonight? If he is and he escapes because you’ve given me away I’ll see to it that you’re arrested for obstruction of justice.” He gulped a few times but did as he was told, nodding slightly in response. I continued almost at a whisper. “If my nose is pointing to twelve o’clock, my right ear to three, the back of my head to six, and my left ear to nine, tell me where he is. Again, don’t point or do anything obvious and we’ll be fine.” He pretended to wipe the bar as he whispered, “About 4:30 with his back to you.” I picked up the reflection in the mirror then asked, “Red shirt with black and white stripes, looking away from me?” He nodded again. Now, in my normal tone of voice I asked, “Where’s the men’s room?”

Kivas Chariot was struck by the sun, resulting in an unrecoverable corruption within his soul. With no Worlds willing to take him, he became a Disgraced, barred from entering the cycle of reincarnation and doomed to be crippled as he repeated his next beginnings in Ad Infinitum. However, through a fateful encounter with the Deity of Exploration, he got reborn as an Amalgam. A weird looking tadpole-shaped blob with three arms, with one of them holding the Torch of Blight. He couldn't see, hear, touch, nor perceive anything beyond the illumination of his flickering eternal torch. Fortunately for him, the Deity of Exploration decided to grace this torch of his with random selectable upgrades for every discovery milestone that he reached. The catch was, Death would reset all of it to zero. "If I get a nickel every time I spawn somewhere that will result in my death almost immediately, I would have five. Which isn't much, but I'm sick of it reoccurring!" T'was the beginning of an atrocious and painful Era of Roguelike Exploration. ____________ The cover illustration belongs to its respective creator.

Steele Electronics Corporation, commonly referred to as Steele Mobile, is a Filipino electronics and mobile communication company. Steele Mobile is one of the fastest growing company in the Philippines. Also, one of the top 10 smartphone company all over the world. It was founded by Mr. Christopher Steele in 2016. No one knows that Mr. Christopher Steele is a hundred and one percent BAKLA. Naniniwala ka ba sa kasabihang 'kung ano ang puno siya ring bunga'? Mr. Christopher Steele got four sons. Silver Steele, siya ang susunod na taga-pagmana ng Steele Electronics Corporation. May kasunduan kasi na malilipat sa pangalan niya ang Steele Electronics Corporation kapag naka-pagpakasal na siya. Matigas ang puso ng tao na 'to kaya hanggang ngayon wala pa siyang asawa. Next in line is Copper Steele, a man with a few words. Magsasalita lang siya kapag alam niya na hindi masasayang ang laway niya. Next to him is Nickel Steele, the easy-go-lucky person. Nagladlad na siya sa mga kapatid niya tungkol sa pagiging bakla niya pero hindi sa public. Natatakot siya na baka kapag nagladlad siya ay ikasira ng Steele Electronics Corporation. Last is Iron Steele. The one who shadow and support Silver. Sino kaya sa mga anak ng bakla ang magmamana ng kaniyang trono?

In a world where a Demon Scout from Hell rose to conquer the northern city of Smite. 5 Heroes rise to get the mystical artifact that can lay waste to the demon scout. Olivia, our Protagonist, has been in a hard place, shutting people out, after her older brother died, The Late Great Kenny White, in an attempt to be just like her Older Brother steps up to the task of being a Hero and stopping the Biological Clock from reacting 0.

Miracles are really lovely concepts that people love to hold onto and try to grasp in their hands when it seems things are hopeless, or like children making wishes for crazy things at the wishing well with a nickel. Although Viviana was from a rich home and envied by others as a child, her life took a downturn when she fell sick as a teenager and her days became dark. From then on She had always longed for a miracle and when she thought it was almost over, it came at last. It wasn't just any kind of miracle, it gave her a chance to live her life the way she imagined it...........or so she thought. This is a story of how a simple miracle changed Viviana's life, uncovering many miseries around her and like every normal girl, how she found love at last. "If we have met at another time under different circumstances nothing on Earth or in the skies would ever make me let you go. Promise me you would beat this thing" --- Kyle Xavier "Even if they all say we are wrong and it will burn, that we are just young and foolish then let it burn but we enjoy it while it lasts what's wrong about being young and foolish. Everyone was once young and foolish weren't they" --- Ark Walter "The moon is beautiful isn't it but we can't deny the stars are prettier" --- Luis Cruz. Let's join Viviana on a journey of self discovery as she discovers the truth about her birth after she was given a miracle of second chance.

“If I had a nickel for every time I told you that you were a pain in the ass--” “You’d be a rich man, yeah, I know.” I rolled my eyes. Dallas’ eyes glinted with something between mirth and danger. “Well, I’m going to stop staying it. Now, when you’re being a pain in my ass, I’m going to make you into the slutty little rope-bunny you have hidden under all that sass and snark.” *~*~* Daisy Madison thought she was a regular, boring girl with a regular, boring life. After a shift at the Bargain Bin, she finds a weird note stuck to her windshield, and her life becomes less boring. She meets a faerie named Dallas Sturgill who has eyes the color of coal. Dallas becomes her roommate, and Daisy hopes one day she can set the coal of his eyes ablaze with lust. As Daisy navigates her new life among the supernatural, life shifts from mischief to mayhem. Daisy and Dallas find themselves thrown into the jaws of deathly creatures, and their small town becomes nothing like it once seemed. What was once a banal existence becomes a life full of more mystery than Daisy imagined possible. Trigger Warnings: drug abuse; graphic depictions of violence; child neglect; physical/emotional/sexual abuse

Rosie is the best student Campbell Academy has ever known until Damon Ramsey came and took that spot from her. Being a wealthy spoilt brat, she tricks Damon into tutoring her for money while her boyfriend, Jude Nickel, Alpha of his pack becomes enemies with Damon. Meanwhile, a professor and mathematics instructor known as Mr Donald is even more bizarre. Damon is a werewolf who's hiding his true identity from the world as he keeps relocating to different places with his single mother, living a life of struggle and pain. Little did he know that he was the Supreme Alpha of all the werewolves in Storm City but for the meantime, even the College Principal is not as holy as he portrays to be.

Alov was a man who had everything taken away from him. His magic and strength were destroyed by some prick. His opportunities in jobs were squashed by other people. His father, the only one Alov held dear to his heart, had died. In his dark life, his father's words were the only reason why Alov was still alive. However, everything changed when Alov was healed by a strange fire. Watch as Alov Nickel Von aims for the apex once more with this second chance. -------- PS: The cover is not mine. Credits to the artist.

Young Lord Nickel Wren might not realize it, but when he acquires an abused and badly behaved slave boy out of pity, he’s trying to buy himself both love and purpose. It might be a big mistake, but the question is if he learns anything at all from these life-lessons. For Taven, the once nameless slave who had lost all hope, there will be care, affection and safety the like of which he never could have dreamed. Emotionally stunted, aggressive and untrusting, he will eventually learn to open up and care about others, but is love possible, or is he only trapped in a snaring web of gratitude? An unexpected disaster forces them both to face these questions.

African Africa Africa... A call to Africa, Africa leaders must walk up from slumber..see the future from the beginning that is what they say a vision,they look so much on western countries... Africa has got everything, Africa is the food basket for the whole world.. but the white man has blinded Africa They come in the name of humanitarian, support, donations but yet they looking for our riches and enrich them selves,then we go back again to them to beg God is good always...he makes ways where seems to be no way...He will make a way for Africa... whatever plans the enemies has on Africa,God will make a way of escape and turn them into good.. That is why those who makes it in Africa,are those who have gone outside the country,see how it is done in the western countries,then come back and implement it...the billionaire you hear in Africa.. are those who maybe have stayed for some time in the USA. That's great... I love Africa...in our country Zambia .. we have gold,emerodes, diamond,copper, zinc, coal and just now.. Zambia has opened the new biggest nickel mining in Africa...but all those things even if we boast that we have them...they are still controls by the western... Africa must wake up..and stand on it's own... That's why the western they know that the moment Africa becomes United...then they are cut off from our minirals..so they make decisions for us, that are there to divide us..and pent a bad picture about Africa...they give us a Bible which they don't even follow, I pray that one day I can travel out... See how it is done... Then come back and change the face of Africa...I pray that always, people are suffering in Africa, those with vision are not given chances to express them selves...