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Truman Capote

I Became the Black Swan Mother of the White Swan Princess

OutLIER By LIER Non-hoLIER These are the words I am scared of, and I don't think this will go away for the rest of my life. I have been seen by others like foLIAR. [I just need something to happen] My name is Foliaris Capote... I read it somewhere... In the newspaper in which they brought food, not for me... I was special... I got all the food... –Left near the pile of newspapers, where I claimed food less but stories more... I got great stories... As a matter of fact, I learned my English from the place... I still can't thank that coal mine enough. It was so valuable that people around me didn't do much work and sat around eating who knows what was inside the newspaper... stealing and ravaging... But when a man with a pickaxe came, they offered him their food with a smile and some teeth waiting to be crushed in fights again... that man was Iso... Iso Pomo... and for some reason, he didn't eat any food; he gave it to me. Maybe it was because he didn't feel like eating after seeing ugly black toothless of a fat man. Well, that might be the only reason I can think of; otherwise, why would he choose a girl hiding like a boy with a beaten and swollen face... why would he? And remembering it makes me smile; it was not usual to get food and stories at the same time... it was not usual to be working, kind of, and getting paid with a free course of English learning with some meal of lucky and free cave with running water on the ground and from the ceiling all the time... books reading made me forget everything... It was a nice time reading the stories... But... was it worth getting beaten so many times that I can't remember a grumpy jealous man JUST FOR GETTING BACK AT HIM AND taking revenge on ISO GRANDE POMO.... -WE MIGHT KNOW... -WE MUST KNOW... -WE SHOULD KNOW The photo is not mine it's from pinterest.
HAPPYSAD4WAT · 22.8K Views

Duke Barlow and His Jade Queen

[Book 1 of Series Love and Empires] #Blurb version 1 “You wanted a serious marriage with me, that's what you said. And now you’re trying to secretly meet your brother,” Vance said, pushing Liquorice onto the bed. At that moment, their eyes met. Liquorice could see dangerous gold sparks radiating strongly from his usually harmless black eyes. And she can smell the scent of the forest after the rain, that was Vance’s pheromone. “Yes. I tried, but what you did was push me away. Vance, our marriage is only political, you said so,” Liquorice replied firmly. “Are you angry with me about it?” Vance took his duchess’s hand and placed a kiss on her beautiful hand. His voice was as seductive as the sing of the fairy Anastasia. However, this time, Liquorice wouldn’t be weak, “This is a political marriage, I have no reason to be angry.” “Then why do you keep saving me, over and over again?” Vance looked into his duchess’s emerald eyes, unable to hide his confident smile. Liquorice pulled her hand away from him, “I did it for my own benefit.” Vance leaned close to her ear and whispered, “You know you can’t fool me with such a fragile lie. Sweet Root, don’t go anywhere and stay with your husband tonight.” #Blurb version 2 "Enter Jadeherb and destroy it from within, this is your mission," Duke Truman told her. "My dear little sister, go into Jadeherb and bring me valuable information to awaken the mystical dragon. When I become the king of the seven empires, no one will be able to harm you," her brother told her. "My duchess, my Sweet Root, come to me, I will protect you," her husband Duke Barlow told her. For centuries, there were no kings, only 7 dukes ruling their empires, and the Council regulated power. This was how the world worked. In the Council, the no-end war between the Reds and the Blues was obvious. However, an unexpected political marriage took place. The groom was Vance II Barlow, the Duke of Jadeherb, representing the Blues. The bride was Liquorice Ryland, whose godfather was the duke representing the Reds, Klay Truman. The council informed the people that this marriage was a handshake of friendship between the Reds and the Blues, ushering in a new era of peace, but Liquorice did not believe it. Because she had been trained to be a spy for the past year. Liquorice understood that she was just a small pawn on the chessboard of men. Who will Liquorice choose? What will be the end of the battle between the Reds and the Blues? Are there any other plots going on?
April_Moriarty · 1.3K Views
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