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"Do you Mrs Chantel McCarty take Mr Dominic Winfrey as your lawfully wedded husband till death do you apart?" The priest ask the average woman glaring at the man on a retro suit. If look could kill, then Dominic would be unconscious right now. The priest made to ask again but the woman replied. "No, I don't" her replied shocked everyone especially her parents. "As the matter fact, I know nothing about this motherfucker" she paused and look back at the priest whose eyes was widened like that of a watermelon. "But who cares, I don't have damn right to make ma own decision. I'm sure Mr Demonic... oh sorry.. I meant to say Dominic, would say Yes, so I guess you should proceed Mr Priest, there's no need for you to ask since you know you can't do a damn thing to stop this wedding.. Gawd! my foot is killing me" She reach down and took off her heels. When she was done she took a deep breath and smiled to everyone in the hall not noticing the Dominic cold glare on her. His blood was boiling. "Mr Dominic Winf..." "Yes I do" Came a cold voice from Dominic as he glare at the Priest who shuddered in fear. Poor him. "I now p..pro..noun you both a..as Hus..band a..and wife" The priest stammer as his hand shaking. The wife was crazy and the husband was damn scary. ___ Being the most feared and ruthless Billionaire, Dominic Winfrey have a lot of rivals. Due to the pressure from his family to settle down and in order to protect his company from hostile take over, he have no choice but to proposed a marriage to the McCarthy family first daughter. The two families decided to merge for business collaboration. Unfortunately for him, Chantel McCarthy wasn't that type of a submissive woman. In fact she is the opposite of a perfect wife. Soon, series of comic events escalates in between them. ____ Wanna find out the drama between these two? What happened when an unexpected feeling came between them?

My life is so different from you . I'm Oprah .I have 1 sister and no brother . My guardian is my aunt Grandmother and Grandfather.

If you are not too long, I will wait here for you all my life give time. Because lovers ever run before the clock our time's life. In that story of Ayanna Lermercier, also known by her stage name "AL CASSILLINI" "The angel voice" or "Little Angel." She will have known by the public and the stars by her participation in an audition organized by the South Korean label YGIT Entertainment and a school of Italy. She will arrive at the top of the list. She will thus participate in the second season of "Graine de voix d'Or" (Golden Voice Seed) on TF1+it (international channel). This French-Italian TV show has had to pre-select 18 candidates out of 300 candidates by an unknown jury. She will interpret the duet of the big classic with her comrades of the competition and, just like great artists: Serge Lama, Helene Segara, Andrea Bocelli, Laura Pausini, Patrick Bruel, Michel Sardou, etc... She will impress the public with her solo interpretations of "SOS d'un terrien en détresse" (SOS of an earthling in distress) by Balavoine; "Et maintenant" (And now) by Gilbert Bécaud or again; "L'Envie" (Envy) by Johnny Hallyday. She was beating all the records of votes. She becomes the first girl to win "Graine de voix d'Or" (Golden Voice Seed). In his early days, he records his album, and the album is certified double gold record in France. The album finished, he makes the Graine de voix d'Or tour during three months with nine other students who scored that season. She will participate in various programs of French entertainment: C'Cauet, the Mad Mag; "C à Vous" (It is up to you,) Marion and So. She participates in various programs, American shows, or interviews like THEELLENSHOW; Oprah Winfrey. She participates too in a TV Show South Korea: Knowing Bros; Weekly Idol; [RUNNINGMAN THE LEGEND]; [Legend Entertainment] She receives the award of "French-speaking Revelation of the year" at the NRJ Music Awards. Furthermore, she accepts that of "Revelation of the year" in Italy and America. Moreover, she receives with her girls Band the "Revelation of the year" award in South Korea.

[WPC Entry] [Monkey, Mythology, Sassy MC, Long Chapters, Good Quality–I got you covered!] [Current word count: 14.2k] In the year 2024, humanity is on the brink of yet another crisis—because why not? If it's not climate change or a global pandemic, it's apparently ancient monsters and gods popping back up like they’re attending a cosmic class reunion. Legends that people once politely nodded at during history lessons have now decided to snap back to reality, marching out of myths like, “Hey, remember us?” These beings run the gamut from terrifying monsters to gods who mostly just want attention. Cosmic forces, which nobody really understands but everyone pretends to, have reawakened them. And now, as the world collectively hyperventilates, gods from various pantheons are descending from the skies, doling out divine blessings like Oprah at Christmas. “You get powers! And you get powers! Everybody get powers!” Enter James Welt—just a regular guy trying to live his best life. James, along with his girlfriend, finds himself stuck in the Kunlun Mountains, which, let’s be honest, is probably not a good idea to spend his new year.

 Caste: The Origins of Our Discontents In this “Oprah’s Book Club” pick, Isabel Wilkerson presents a compelling argument for shifting the language used to describe how black Americans are treated by their country. As the Pulitzer Prize–winning author tells NPR, “racism” is an insufficient term for the country’s ingrained inequality. A more accurate characterization is “caste system”—a phrase that better encapsulates the hierarchical nature of American society.  Drawing parallels between the United States, India and Nazi Germany, Wilkerson identifies the “eight pillars” that uphold caste systems: Among others, the list includes divine will, heredity, dehumanization, terror-derived enforcement and occupational hierarchies. Dividing people into categories ensures that those in the middle rung have an “inferior” group to compare themselves to, the author writes, and maintains a status quo with tangible ramifications for public health, culture and politics. “The hierarchy of caste is not about feelings or morality,” Wilkerson explains. “It is about power—which groups have it and which do not.”

Copyright to Legacy ZA 2023 I am Mia Steyn, the Year 1992 turned Eighteen Years old and am about to attend an Oprah with a friend, Jane Slovensky, in early evening of October 21st; I've always loved the thunder storms. I've always loved storm-cloud-grey. To see them swirling in the heavens brings a kind of inner glee. If I could reach up and bring down a handful of that cosmic swirl, if I could make a fabric from it that was ever-changing as the sky above is right now, I'd wear it forever. As my soul is renewed by the springtime flowers and the light, I was built for the fight, the sort that brings the soul-cleansing rain. I drive a black Bently. I stare at myself; In the mirror at my curly blonde hair and light blue eyes, five feet five, weight I'm heavier than a 20kg sack of potatoes and lighter than an Octopus. Style clothing- leather Jacket Denim jeans and boots or sneakers. Shades of Makeup - Preferably Dark Attitude - measures accordingly to your ego, to high I will shrink you smaller than the size of a foot. Relationship status ~Not interested “At least that's what I thought.” Who am I? That would depend on my Mood. Location~ Lost in Darkness Capabilities I can either transform into an alpha vampire, the most powerful vampire form. Unlike lesser vampires, the vampire lord possesses inherent skill in dark magic and may command legions of undead minions/vampires. Also known to have a certain resistance to sunlight for prolonged periods of time and have the fewest weaknesses; on top of that, even if I die, I am powerful enough to be reborn after a specific time period has past. This is because of a supernatural tether binding them to the physical plane as long as it's not separated in certain possible ways. Furthermore, depending on the user, they may have a demonic nature, thus granting them access to the most unholy of powers. I can speak to other vampires, or others in the dark or without being seen, or manipulate lesser beings to forget their encounters. I am between the powerful lords of darkness. Blood Transcendency - Gain infinite power from blood. Killing Empowerment - Grow more powerful by the death toll. Murderous Possession - I can become that of whatever I kill. Soul Manipulation - Manipulating its physical essence. Underworld Lordship - Hold all power in the underworld through bloodletting. Blue Blood - Have lived the life and acts like that of nobility. Dark Magician/Evil Sorcerer (varies) Daytime Walking - Vampire lords can withstand daylight for certain amounts of time. Demonic Force Manipulation - Might gain control over demonic forces. Infinite Resurrection - Even if the user dies, they can still return. Invulnerability - Be impervious to many forms of damage. Natural Superior Powers - my abilities are far superior to that of average vampires. Necromancer (varies) Superior Mystic Vampire - the alpha can be a superior vampire with potent mystic powers. Umbra Ancer (varies) ~Limitations~ Are subservient to those who are or become a Transcendent Vampire Physiology/Transcendent Werepire Physiology or other vampires of older age and power. Still possesses all of the natural vampire weaknesses but to a lesser degree. Supernatural Hunter are match against even the strongest of vampires. Though I can walk in daylight, I need to wear heavy clothing, as the sunlight hinders their regenerative ability. May be vulnerable to those with Alpha Were beast Physiology, assuming that vampires and were beasts are natural enemies. May be able to be defeated by an vampire Physiology. This is my story if how I changed into a Dhampir, after a classical night of Oprah on my way back home on the north of October 21st in 1992. Screams , Screams and Screams of these wasteful souls strolling up and down the streets with no direction, walking blindly past the other, as I sit in my office staring out of the window. This is the new version of me, or shall i say the better version of me? Thirst.