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The book Zale held was a magical tome simply titled 'Mana,' but the book itself was benign. He rifled through the pages quickly, anticipating some change. Nothing happened. He looked up to be certain he was still in the city library. That hadn't changed. The only anomaly was the book's content. He stood still and took a moment to read. 
-Forming a core is merely the process of amassing mana into one area and then trapping it there. This creates a conduit for the generation of magic. Mana can be amassed in different forms and through different means. Likewise, mana is pulled from different sources, such as rituals and crystals. Cores can become stronger by drawing mana from these sources and using that mana to enhance it.-
"Is there anything I can help you with, young man?" an elderly librarian asked as she pushed her cart down the aisle.
Zale would have leaped from his shoes is his leafs had the strength to jump that hard. He nervously fumbled with the book instead. "Ah, uh, n-no thank you. I'm alright," he stuttered.
"That's good. We appreciate you coming here," the lady started, "All of you that use this library keep us going. Knowledge is power, and, well, I'm just happy to help people learn," she said and gave a dry chuckle with a smile that wrinkled her old skin. 
Zale took a deep, quiet breath. "Thank you for taking care of the library as well. I have to go now."
"Okay then, young man. Be seeing you."
Zale gave an awkward but handsome smile and slowly stepped away. He pushed his dark hair back, flustered. He cracked open the book cautiously to confirm the contents were still that of 'Mana.' He clapped it shut and walked to the front desk with as brisk a stride as he could. "I'd like to check out this book," he said, passing the book and his library card with it.
The old man at the counter picked up and opened the book. Zale panicked for a moment, terrified that his secret would be revealed. However, the old man moved slowly and carefully as always, scanning the barcode inside the cover and on Zale's card. He handed the book back, saying over his reading glasses, "Have it back in two weeks."
Zale nodded with a wave of relief and left. A wave of heat blasted him when he left the building, but his thoughts were focused on the book that he stuffed into his bag. "What's the difference in magic and blessings. And how is mana involved in the two? I didn't think about it before," he mumbled.
To search for answers, Zale made it to Starbucks and, with a black coffee, took a seat in the far back corner of the room. He pulled out his tablet and the book and looked at it hesitantly. He slowly opened the book, scared the contents would have reverted to something from 1984, but 'Mana' was still there. The book was one of the first he'd read in the coma library. It was mostly about sources of mana and how to find or generate it. The methods ranged from different crystals to rituals, to giving mana to someone else. It even included exiled means of obtaining mana. 
Zale flipped through the pages and marked down several sources that seemed helpful:
Mana crystals
Bloodstones
Egyptian rituals
Martial techniques
Demon cores
Primals cores
Shinto rituals

A man who fears death finds there is a way to escape it. He must step into danger and harm to chase his desire for immortality. While he fights the conflict of fear and desire on his journey, he draws dangerous attention that will threaten life itself. Is he destined to become immortal, or will he fall as so many others have?

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.

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.

When I began writing the biography of Death, I was not sure where it would lead me. Real life inspiration and the darkest recesses of my mind competed to see which could be the more sinister. To a large extent I blindly followed them, and merely wrote down whatever sweet songs of madness they crooned to me along the trail. 

Like most writers I wrangled friends and relatives into giving me feedback. One, a millennial snowflake, was invaluable. They seemed to consider this fantasy nightmare I had created, to be some sort of manifesto. For the record this book is pure fiction. Fiction inspired by real world events in a few cases, but fiction nonetheless. Like all works of supernatural horror, this book is meant to be entertainment. It is perhaps a meditation on the zeitgeist of the modern west, but it is still as fictional as 1984 or A Christmas Carol. 

Another person seemed bothered by the apparent moral contradictions in my lead character. To this I can only say that a man is the sum of his contradictions. People love to apply the rules to others, but find reasons to grant themselves exceptions to their own rules. I did not want an incorruptible white knight monster. I wanted a complex and thinking human monster. To my way of thinking his inconsistency was his most human feature, even after he leaves his humanity behind. 

Should anyone find a mirror image to themselves in these pages, then it is only their own ego. The sum of this work has been so thoroughly washed in the waters of horror and fantasy that no living or deceased human could ever be reasonably compared to its contents. 

No rational person could ever compare the buffoons portrayed in these pages to a real life counterparts. Any person contending to the contrary is either a snowflake melting in the flames of my mad vision, or a lunatic in desperate need of having their mental faculties examined by a competent professional, I have time for neither. The fact that this book is fiction cannot be over emphasized. 
 
 -Arthur Thomas VanDelay May 2019

Death, a Biography, is a fictional horror novel. It is crass, violent, profane, and not meant for the light hearted reader. Imagine living in a world surrounded by fools. For years your frustration grows, and no matter what you try to do you cannot free yourself from the preverbal ideocracy. Nom DePlume is just such a man, only one day he is granted the dearest wish of his heart. Nom, a grad student working as a truck driver is: intelligent, well educated, and the sort of person who always can find a reason to have a chip on his shoulder. One day while driving in Texas he finds that he has the ability to wish death on those he hates. Being scientifically minded, Nom proceeds to experiment searching out the scopes of his new found powers. He begins in Texas, a state he despises. As he moves on from each experiment, he picks his prey to match some facet of modern western life that he hates. Each receive a fate customized to match what Nom feels they did wrong. Nom then travels home to Michigan after initially defining his new role in life. In Michigan he uses his powers to settle a few old scores and family business. A run-in with an old friend convinces him that he is being selfish for not using his god like powers to better mold humanity. The end of the book sees him taking on the leader of the free world. Nom now personifying Death, learns that he has a true foe, Life.Nom will return.

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.
***
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…

In September of 2014, a Utah teen returned to his home to find his parents and three siblings dead. "In a notebook, a 'to-do list' had been scribbled on the pages ... The list looked as if the parents were readying to go on vacation—items such as 'feed the pets' and 'find someone to watch after the house' were written," The Salt Lake Tribune reported. It appeared to be murder-suicide, but there was no suicide note, no prior indication that they would do this, no explanation. Police could not figure out why two parents would kill themselves and three of their four children.

For a year, no one knew exactly what happened to the family, or what would drive the parents to do something so unthinkable. In January, police released more chilling details in the case. According to accounts from family members and an investigation by police, the parents were driven by a belief that the apocalypse was coming and an obsession with a convicted killer. As the Washington Post reported:

Friends and family told police that the parents were worried about the "evil in the world" and wanted to escape a "pending apocalypse." But most assumed they just wanted to move somewhere "off the grid." Investigators also found letters written by Kristi Strack to one of the state's most infamous convicted killers, Dan Lafferty, who was convicted in the 1984 fatal stabbing of his sister-in-law and her 1-year-old daughter. According to trial testimony, he killed the victims at the order of his brother, Ron Lafferty, who claimed to have had a revelation from God. The story became a book called "Under the Banner of Heaven."

Police said Kristi Strack became friends with Dan Lafferty, and she and her husband even visited him in prison.

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'Devotion of Suspect X' heat continue to ferment as now the total sales of the book is over 2.5 million copies. Henry has received a total amount of $700,000 and that figure is still increasing.
After 2 days, Margaret then brought the news to Henry.
"Honey, they agree to publish your book. After they read your book, they decided to publish it as they can see your 'Da Vinci Code' contain potential than your previous book. Even though this book contains a controversial issue, for money, even laws can be trampled."
"The agreement of royalties is you get 35% and this is maximum you can get. If you want to get more, you must open a publishing house yourself." Margaret explained the agreement between her and John & Son.
Hearing that, Henry feels quite satisfied as he knows what his mom said is true. If you want to get more royalties, you better open publishing house yourself.
"So, when my book get published ?" Henry asked as the SAT is just 3 days away, so he will definitely prepared.
"1 month later, they said they want to borrow 'Devotion of Suspect X' momentum and prepared better publicity this time. So at the time the book sold, it can get a miracle sales." Margaret answered.
Henry knows if 'Da Vinci Code' borrow momentum of 'Devotion of Suspect X' and better publicity, it can get an unexpected result. And he is not anxious to get the book published as his plan will be started when he is at Harvard University.
Henry then prepared to study as he never takes SAT in the past life as he directly enters MIT under the guidance of the US government. So he didn't want to mess up the test as this is related to his plan later.
---
2 days later.
Henry finally finishes the SAT. He didn't expect the SAT is very easy as is just take 30 minutes to finish the test. Not being arrogant, but he thinks the present him can be compared to the great figures like Einstein, Hawking, or any other. Henry speculated this is related to his the mysterious transmigration effect, but that none of his concern now as this is a good thing.
Henry walks away from the school with a fresh mood as he was 100% sure his test can get a perfect score. He then takes his car in the parking lot as now he plans to buy something.
The time now is April 4 1973, and a shocking invention appeared yesterday. The world first mobile phone on sale yesterday and successfully carried out its first call. It was Motorola DynaTac 8000x, the world first mobile phone.
The revelation of Motorola caused a frenzy in the world as this is truly a shocking invention. But unfortunately, the phone still in the laboratory stage and can't widely be commercialized so it's price very expensive.
A single phone cost for $10,000 and it can only be used for 30 minutes talk before it's battery to run out. It weighs 2 pounds and can be called 'Brick', but this did not hinder the enthusiasm of people. The high cost of $10,000 means that only slightly wealthy middle-class family could afford it now. The phone will be widely commercialized later in 1984 at the price of $4,000 and that too with the dollar depreciated.
Originally Henry wants to buy the phone yesterday, but as he is studying for the SAT so he canceled the idea as buying yesterday and now is the same. As he arrives in the Motorola store, he saw many people queue. This is understandable as this is the first ever mobile phone released, even though the price expensive it can't block the wealthy.
Henry queue for 1 hour before finally get the phone. It was indeed appropriate to call it as 'Brick' as this is indeed heavy! Henry came from 2016, so at first, he is troubled by how to use it as he gets used to using Smartphone. But after learning it for a while, he knows to use it.
Henry drives his car to a public library as he wanna better understand this era. Lately, Henry often went to the library as he wants to know if anything different from he knows as transmigrating is too mysterious. He wants to make sure it was the same so he can't be caught off guard so he better prepared.
---
Henry goes home after many hours of reading in the library, he finally confirmed no change made in history and anything. Even though later he definitely change the history from his action, but at least not now as his action is too small to change the wheel of history.
For publishing book, Henry believes it nothing compares to what he is doing later as this action is small and no substantial impact to change the general direction. Maybe just a small change in literature circle due to the book published in advance.
Henry goes to the dining room as now is the time for dinner. Henry saw his mom cooking and his gaze warmed. Henry always homes for dinner as he can get close to his mom as he never knows who his parent in the future. His dad always works overnight so he rarely saw his father in the dinner, as he usually just see him in the breakfast.
But he knows his dad always loved him as he always supports him through any decision. Henry swears to always make his parent happy and live a luxurious life. Henry knows both of his parents now in their mid-40s, so he wants to make them happy in the rest of their lives.
As Henry thinks about it, Margaret then brought dinner to the table. Margaret saw her son seem thinking about something and worriedly asked, "Is everything fine honey? how was your test?" Margaret asked as she thinks maybe her son think about the SAT.
"Nothing mom, I just thinking about something." Henry waved his hand as he answered.
"Good then, now let's eat before it starts to cool." Margaret exhales her breath as she relieved.
Then a pair of mother and son eating their dinner in a warm atmosphere.


Henry William, reborn to 1973 due to unknown reason.

On this golden year, the opportunity is everywhere. 

The Internet, Black Monday, Japanese Real Estate Bubble, Soviet disintegration,..... he will participate in all of them.

Bill Gates, Steve Jobs, Jeff Bezos,..... all of them will be working under his company.

Watch Henry as he builds a super business empire covering all walk of life and his consortium surpassing the Rothschilds, Rockefeller, Morgan.......
-----------------------------------------------

This story happens at an alternate universe, so if there are similarities to the reality, it's just a mere coincidence.

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A beat up yellow motorcycle zooms into the parking lot, nearly hitting a group of freshman students. 

'Sh*t!' Thinks the driver, a sophomore with long legs and a bad record of being late to school.

'Not only am I running late on the first day, my teacher has to be Cunningham!' Naomi shakes her head bitterly as she removes her black helmet. Mr. Cunningham was well known for being tough on students, especially those who slip up.

Her tardiness was sure to be a damper on her grades if she didn't hurry or come up with a good excuse.

Naomi runs through the halls, nearly plowing some other late students over.

"Sorry!" she blurts, but doesn't stop or turn around.

Naomi sees the door up ahead! Just ten more steps...

seven...

three!..

The bell rings.

Naomi stops in her tracks and hangs her head, quickly contemplating whether or not to leave. But, no. Many people (especially those she *literally* ran into), had seen her. Playing sick would be useless and blacklist her on the teacher-side for being a liar. All of this passes through her head in a matter of two seconds.

She takes a deep breath and pulls on the door handle, walking into a silent room and a glaring middle aged man.

An idea pops into her head and she fights back a grin.

"I am SO sorry, Mr. Cunningham! I just checked out the most amazing book from the library when I happened to check my watch! I rushed to class, but the bell rang before I could make it! Deepest apologies." She bowed her head for added effect.

"Oh, might I ask what book that may be?" There was a challenge in the English teacher's voice.

Smiling gently, Naomi withdrew the copy of 1984 she had "lost" (aka stolen from the library and paid a fine for) last year from her bag.

The classic piece of literature was sure to win some approval and respect, right?

After a short moment, Cunningham decided to let it rest and bade her to sit down in her assigned seat. Naomi scuttled to a seat next to a boy with auburn hair and devastatingly attractive cheekbones. Cunningham proceeded to lecture the class on his late-work, tardy, and behavior policies, as well as the grading scale and what is to be expected of this honors-level English II class.

Naomi and the rest of the class spaced out for most of it, but refrained from speaking or looking sleepy. Cunningham's wrath was not to be underestimated. It was told that he once had a student that was incredibly intelligent and a great writer, but had rebellious tendencies, such as refusing common Literature theories, interrupting lectures, and putting his feet on the desk.

That student was no legend either, Nate Burns, was so despised by Cunningham that he almost failed the class the first semester.

He threatened to drop out, but knew that would only please the teacher, so he switched to online classes and attempted 32 online writing assignments in under a week that same semester. Nate earned a C+ in the class that semester as a result of cramming in so many writing pieces, but it was better than failing.

Cunningham received no repercussion from the school board, despite his biased grades. He had two Language Arts bachelor's degrees and so, he was the best in the English department, no matter his terrible personality.

Every student feared that story, not wanting to be the next Nate Burns. Naomi was no exception. She knew she had to focus.

Yet, somehow her attention kept swaying towards the new boy in the seat next to her...

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