when i was in Lincoln High School in Brooklyn New York City. I was the Son of New York and led the Lincoln High School to win the New York State Championship 2 years in a row (2001 and 2002)
In those two years, I got Mr. Basketball of New York 2 times, and the best high school student in the United States and i also got other honors.
Even the Owner of the New York Knicks joke about that once i participated in the draft the knicks will pick me. 
*****
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In February 2019, BTS attended the 61st Grammy Awards as award presenters. It was their first time attending the event following an appearance by the group at the LA Grammy Museum in 2018.

In April, BTS became the first Asian act surpass 5 billion streams on Spotify, and Time named them as one of Time 100's most influential people of 2019. Their sixth EP, Map of the Soul: Persona, was released on April 12 with the lead single "Boy With Luv" (Korean: 작은 것들을 위한 시; Romanized: Jageun geotdeureul wihan si), featuring American singer Halsey.The EP's release was followed by a performance on Saturday Night Live, as the first Korean act to do so. The group's appearance was anticipated as one of the biggest in the show's history. Commercially, BTS reached new career heights. Map of the Soul: Persona became the first Korean-language album to reach the number one position in both the UK and Australia and the group's third consecutive album to top the Billboard 200 and the third within eleven months, joining the likes of the Beatles, who achieved the same in 1995–96. BTS are also the fastest group to get three number one albums since The Monkees in 1967. The EP became the best selling physical album in the US for the year of 2019, with 312,000 physical sales. Map of the Soul: Persona later became the best-selling album ever in South Korea, with more than 3.2 million sales in less than a month. Prior to BTS, the best-selling were dominated by late 1990s albums, making BTS the only act formed after 2000 to be featured in the top 10 best-selling list. "Boy With Luv" debuted at number 8 on the Billboard Hot 100, the highest in history for a Korean group, and its music video became the most-viewed online video within the first 24 hours as of 2019, accumulating more than 74.6 million views. "Boy With Luv" was certified in multiple countries, including Australia where it was certified Gold for selling 35,000 units, and the US where the RIAA certified it Platinum for selling over one million units. "Boy With Luv" was also certified Silver by the BPI, for selling over 200,000 units, making it BTS' first single to attain this certification in the UK. Map of the Soul: Persona also attained Silver in the UK and Gold in France, selling over 60,000 units and 50,000 units respectively.

Following their two wins at the 26th Billboard
Music Awards in May, including for Top Duo/Group, BTS embarked on their world tour stadium extension, Love Yourself: Speak Yourself, with dates in multiple stadium venues including Wembley Stadium, Stade de France, MetLife Stadium, Rose Bowl, and
Soldier Field. With this they became the first Asian and first non-English speaking artist ever to headline and sell out Wembley Stadium. Their concerts at Rose Bowl had broken the record for highest-grossing single engagement in the venue's Boxscore history, surpassing Taylor Swift's and U2's previous dates there. All dates sold out within two hours, with second dates for all venues added due to the high demand. During the tour, BTS performed on The Late Show with Stephen Colbert and kicked off Good Morning America's 'Summer Concert Series' as headliners at Central Park in Manhattan. They also performed on the finale episode of The Voice and one of the semi-finals of Britain's Got Talent.

In the lead up to the release of their new mobile game BTS World set for June 2019, BTS released three collaboration singles, "Dream Glow" featuring English singer Charli XCX, "A Brand New Day" with Swedish singer Zara Larsson, and "All Night" featuring American rapper Juice Wrld. The band also released the song "Heartbeat" with a music video from the game's official soundtrack, titled BTS World: Original Soundtrack. The soundtrack was later certified Double Platinum by Gaon on August 8 for surpassing 500,000 copies sold, the first soundtrack album to receive the certification since Gaon implemented it last year. Developed by South Korean company Netmarble, the game was released on June 26 to iOS and Android systems in over 175 countries. BTS released their tenth Japanese single "Lights" on July 3. Pre-orders for the double A-side single surpassed 1 million copies, breaking a 24-year-old record for foreign artists previously held only by Celine Dion with her 1995 single "To Love You More", and marked the first time a Korean artist achieved a million shipment for a single in Japan. "Lights" went on to sell over one million copies and received Million certification by the RIAJ on August 8, the first time a male act achieved this since Masafumi Akikawa's August 2007 single, "A Thousand Winds". It is BTS' first million certification in Japan since their debut. 

Love Yourself: Her and Love Yourself: Tear  both crossed 2 million copies in August, and
Love Yourself: Tear was awarded Double Million certification by Gaon. It is BTS' second album to do so following Love Yourself: Answer's certification in October 2018. All three albums of the Love Yourself series have sold more than 2 million copies each in South Korea. Love Yourself: Tear later attained Silver in the UK, becoming their third album to be attain this certification following Love  Yourself: Answer and Map of the Soul: Persona.

In October, BTS performed at King Fahd International Stadium in Riyadh, becoming the first foreign act to perform a solo concert in Saudi Arabia. For the final stop of their record-breaking Love Yourself: Speak Yourself World Tour, the band held a run of three sold-out nights at Seoul's Olympic Stadium to close this chapter of their story. According to Billboard's year-end Boxscore charts, the group grossed over $196 million and played to more than 1.6 million people across 42 shows in the chart period ranging from November 1, 2018 to October 31, 2019 and ranked third overall on the year-end Top 40 Tours chart behind Ed Sheeran and Pink. The group outgrossed legacy rock acts like the Rolling Stones, Metallica, and KISS, as well as fellow boy band the Backstreet Boys, making them the top-grossing touring group of 2019. That same month, the group released a remix version of the song "Make It Right" featuring American singer Lauv as the second single from their album Map of the Soul: Persona.

In November, BTS became the first K-pop group to win the Favorite Duo or Group – Pop/Rock at the 2019 American Music Awards and the Favourite Social Artist award  consecutively in 2018 and 2019.

In December, they attended both the 2019 Melon Music Awards and 2019 Mnet Asian Music Awards. The group became the first artist in the history of K-pop to receive all grand prizes from both ceremonies; getting four from each award show. At the end of the year, BTS ranked number fifteen on Billboard's year-end Top Artist Chart and were also the number two act of the year in the Duo/Group ranking, only behind Jonas Brothers. They were named as 2019 Hitmakers Group of the Year by Variety.They were also the most tweeted-about musicians of 2019. On December 31, 2019, BTS performed in New York City's Times Square for ABC's Dick Clark's New Year's Rockin' Eve. At the 34th Golden Disc Awards, BTS became the first artists in history to win grand prizes in both the physical and digital categories in a single year. Map of the Soul:.Persona was named the second best-selling physical album of 2019 in the U.S. by Nielsen Music only behind Taylor Swift's Lover and was ranked sixth overall on the chart of Top 10 Albums (Total Sales) in the U.S. BTS wrapped 2019 as the fourth most successful group on Billboard's Top Billboard 200 Artists - Duo/Group ranking, only behind Queen, Imagine Dragons and The Beatles.

With strong global sales of 2.5 million pure album units, Map of the Soul: Persona was named as the third best-selling album of 2019 by the International Federation of the Phonographic Industry, making BTS the first Korean artist to be listed on the Global Top 10 Album Chart for two consecutive years. Map of the Soul: Persona was also the second best-selling global album by a band only behind Arashi's 5x20 All the Best!! 1999-2019. Attributing to the album's critical and commercial success worldwide, the IFPI named BTS as one of the best-selling artists of 2019 for a second consecutive year, making them the first non-English speaking act to achieve this.

BTS, an acronym of Bangtan Sonyeondan or "Beyond The Scene", is a South Korean boyband that has been capturing the hearts of millions of fans globally since their debut in June 2013. The members of BTS are RM, Jin, Suga, J-Hope, Jimin, V, Jungkook. Gaining recognition from their authentic, self-produced music and top-notch performances to the way they interact with their fans, the band has established themselves as global superstars breaking countless world records. While imparting a positive influence through activities such as the LOVE MYSELF campaign and the UN "Speak Yourself" speech, BTS has mobilized millions of fans across the world (named ARMY), topped prominent music charts, sold out worldwide tours including stadiums and has been named as one of TIME 100: The Most Influential People of 2019. The band has also been recognized with numerous prestigious awards like the Billboard Music Awards and American Music Awards.

Kyoto's P.O.V
"Wow! Kyoto Ito wins her 6th tournament in a row! Can you believe it!"The crowd's wonderful cheered filled my ears. I wave and picks up my bey, Killjoy Karma and walk of the stadium.
Hi, i'm Kyoto Ito and with my Bey, Killing Kingsmen, We're unstoppable!
I quickly grab my bag and put on my ear buds and put on my favorite song: Yugioh Zexal season two theme song: Halfway to forever!
I skip down the streets of my hometown, New York. I sign autographs along the way to my to my apartment and hop inside.
I got into my room and watch my brother, Tokyo play Pokemon go!
Me and Tokyo was named after the two cities of Japan. But as I remembered, my name is more like a name then Tokyo.
"Oh boy Kyoto,"said Tokyo, sighing,"You forgot your deck again, and to train."
I closed his PC and look at him straight in the eye,"No, YOU do it with me."
Tokyo groans which made me slap him hard on the head."OW, What was that for!"he yelled as I watch him grab his duel disk and deck,"Ok, duel time!"
~Time skip brought to you by Yuzu's fan~
After the duel which in my case I won, he exclaimed"So that's why they call you the 'Yugi-go burst Revolver'".
I drag him back to our room in the apartment and throw him onto his bed and played music through my headsets.
I was kinda glad that he's chilling for once. He often leaves certain outburst that are pretty dumb of him so I left his room and notice a letter at the doorstep.  I reads the front of the letter and shrugs."Huh, this letter looks weird, feels weird too."
I ran to Tokyo's bedroom and made him to read the letter because my eyesight isn't good at the moment.
Tokyo eye rolls and just opens the envelope  and reads.
Dear Tokyo and Kyoto Ito                                                                                July 09, 2019
Hello Tokyo and Kyoto Ito. I have great news for you if you don't mind. My Students keep telling me our school need someone famous to come and  enter the school and hen I decided you two will be the best choice because you two don't go to school and spend all day staring in front of the screen studying or being in tournaments in New York City. I signed you two up for our school beigoma academy and will begin your classes whenever your ready. Our students will welcome you in open arms.Be ready!
From, the principal of Begoma academy.
We both blink multiple times in silence. I started freaking out and grabs my camera. "Alright, we have no choice but to go and entertain these folks so pack your stuff,"I ordered and threw his luggage box and left the room.
I started recording a video then posted it on my website and quickly pack my things. 
The next day, we boarded our plane which Tokyo booked for us. I was just glad we sat separate seats because all he's loud on the plane when he's with me.
~Time skip broad to you by Tokyo being nosey~
I collapse at the bed from the hotel we stayed in and I quickly texts my friends, Yuya, Yuto, Yuri, Yugo(yeah, they're from Yugioh Arc-v), Ash, and the rest.
I sighs and looks out the wind, I hope you guys are ok.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Kyoto Ito and her younger twin brother, Tokyo Ito was named after the two Japanese cities but they live in New York, U.S.A. They have the same type of beys, share the same hobbies, and has the same passion for stuff. What will happen to the two of them when they move to Japan and go to the same school as Valt Aoi and his friends with some unsuspected guests arrive here from Japan and join the squad of the Beyclub and our young twins

NARRATIVE of WARD COURIER
September, 2007
SOUTH WALES, NY

I should introduce myself. I'm Trevor Ward Courier, the voice of this book. I usually go by Ward. So you can visualize me, I'm a white guy about about six feet high and one-seventy heavy. I look like someone of my ancestry, a European mutt: Irish, Scottish, German, and English, so far as we know. I have brown hair, blue-green eyes, a sharp nose, and kind of a long skull. I am an English teacher and department chairman at an independent boarding school in rural Western New York.
I experienced a lot of what you are going to read in these pages, and when you see the word "I" or "me" in here and it's not part of a quote, the observations presented should be mine. I have a pretty good handle on the things I didn't see from interviewing some of the other players. Those I can imaginatively recreate for you, and they will be in the third person voice and often the present tense. I write those scenes as if they're happening in a film.
This is going to be two rambling, discursive books, put into one for the purposes of e-publishing. They are not going to have the tightness of the literary masterpieces I admire, ones with that sense of no word out of place and none that should be added or axed. You may even find a few typos. I keep finding them, along with awkwardnesses and blunders. But now that I've decided to write it, I have to get this story out.
This book is going to hop around in a couple of different plot tracks that took place over the span of five years. Things were happening at different times across the Americas, and from the way things came together in the end, I figured the best way to present them was in their rough chronology. A certain portion of this book, too, is comprised of my published writings exactly as they appeared, so you can see what there was in them that drew the official interest that brought me into the action. I will do my best at keeping them clear so you can keep it all straight.
I have a master's degree in British literature and know my way pretty well around European lit in general. I have a side-interest, though, that is my real niche of specialization in life: the paranormal. I'm the authority in my home region, upstate New York, though largely due my handful of books and the lack of any serious competition. I'm a reasonable scholar and interpreter of paranormal subjects and situations in general.
I have the local reputation of being a psychic detective, which I do nothing to encourage. Possibly because it is the handiest thing for people to get their heads around, it is impossible to talk people out of thinking it. I don't like false titles, but the impression certainly helps my research. I get called in on cases I would never have heard about otherwise. Lest you start getting images of the caped Dr. Strange or Dion Fortune's fictional Dr. Taverner, though, I should clarify that I am more of a historian and folklorist. I am no exorcist, either. Wouldn't touch the stuff without a Hell of a lot more training, as in, a career's worth.
There are plenty of ghost hunters in the upstate, some of them reasonably prominent. If you want an expert at running around in the dark with surveillance gadgets, any one of them would be better than I am. The upstate likewise has loads of psychics, at least people who say they are, plus UFO-geeks, exorcists, gurus, mystics, cult-leaders, spiritual healers, and representatives of just about every alternative -ism you can think of. Western New York, after all, was the home of so many alternative religious cults and communities that early in its days of white settlement it was nicknamed things like "the Burned-over District" and "the Spirit Way." It was as if the first observers thought there could have been something special about the territory itself. This is also classic Seneca country, and the insights of one of their prominent young elders is a major factor in the events these pages unfold.
I, however, am none of the above. I'm a profiler. I operate toward the paranormal with an almost Cartesian - "I think, therefore I am" - system of affirming by doubting. I'm like Peter Sellers' Inspector Clouseau: "I believe everything and I believe nothing." I start by presuming that everything I hear is just a report - human testimony. It can't all be true; I can't presume it's all false. I look for parallels in time, place, and tradition, and work back from there toward a consensus of likelihood. While certainty may not await us in any of these subject areas, there is a surprising amount you can learn through these means.
In matters paranormal, I record what people say and interpret what they have written. I try to make my conjecture based on broad patterns, not the testimony of single persons and certainly not on my own feelings or intuitions. I do not discount supernatural explanations for things; I merely save them for the last possibility standing. And I do not project meaning onto incoherent situations, either.
Under the pen name Mason Winfield, I've written a couple books about the supernatural-paranormal history of my home region, Western New York, as well as other books on the War of 1812 and the traditions of the upstate Native American League of Six Nations, the Iroquois/Hodenosaunee. I also have a website and publish many articles in magazines and papers in a typical year. Some people are convinced there really is a Mason Winfield. Hah. Does that sound like a real name? Mason Winfield? Who would name their kid Mason Winfield?
There are other people in upstate New York who write about paranormal subjects. My real niche is my broad base and my historic, objective take on the people, places, and events in the supernatural-paranormal past and present of my home region. If somebody wanted a crash course in the upstate paranormal, I would be the natural person to come to. If somebody wanted help interpreting any regional development that seemed related to any paranormal subject, I would typically get that first call.
One morning in September 2007 I checked my mailbox in the faculty lounge and spotted one of the notorious pink notes used to record messages for the faculty that come in through phone calls. This one was a summons to meet with Prescott Burns, our venerable headmaster, right after lunch in his office. "Prez," we called him, or "PB." There were variants among the faculty, like "Peanut Butter," and, "the Sandwich," and "PB-and-J," which of course evolved into just "and-J," sounding often like "NJ." "Talkin' to the Sandwich," one of us might say about heading to a meeting with him, or even, "Going to lunch," or "Brown-bagging it." My colleagues are inveterate nicknamers. Even people like me who don't pick up nicknames anywhere else get them here. If you're sensitive, don't work here.
Because of my initials - TWC, which I use to sign the countless passes and memos we exchange every day - I'm often referred to as "Cable Guy," after Time Warner Cable. Sometimes it's shortened to "T-Dub," or just "Cable." Sometimes it's "Larry," after the comedian, "Larry the Cable Guy." When I was a kid I went by my first name a lot, and people who have known me for a long time often call me "Trev." My mother has always called me "Trevor."
Sometimes a call to the boss' office is a trouble-sign, but I couldn't think of anything this one could be about. I hadn't skipped a study hall or gym duty, had a major fight with a student or colleague, spoken indiscreetly to a trustee, or shown up massively late for anything. At least not recently. That I could recall. I went in as a blank slate.
It was a bright afternoon about 1:45. I found PB in the little lobby of his spacious office conducting a meeting with the math chairman and the bookstore manager. He had his non-confidential meetings here.
I always liked the way PB dressed, like the classic New England headmaster. That day he had on dark grey pants, a powder blue Oxford shirt, and a brown herringbone tweed that went really well together. I could have done without the bow-tie - I've never once worn one - but that was an occasional given with PB. His full head of impeccably clipped white hair was a living landmark on the campus. It stood out against a crowd of campus walkers like a torch in the darkness. He got up when he saw me and met me at the door.
"Ward, I've got a call in from Ted Bennett. He's the head of the local FBI. He's asked me about you and I told him you're no terrorist. He'd like to speak to you in his office in the city. Can you get in there to see him sometime soon?"
"Well, sure," I said. "Any idea what it's about?"
"I'm pretty sure it's got something to do with one of your books," he said. "Sounds like a research question and he'd like to discuss it in person."
"I'll call him," I said.
"If you can do anything to help Ted out, I hope you'll give it due consideration," said Prescott Burns. "His dad was on the Pennsylvania with me when we were both just a little younger than you. And give him my best. I haven't seen him since he was in Sunday School."




Author:
Author, teacher, storyteller, and supernatural historian Mason Winfield studied English and Classics at Denison University, earned a master’s degree in British literature at Boston College, and studied poetry and fiction at SUNY Buffalo with professor emeritus and MacArthur grant recipient Irving Feldman. He has written or edited fourteen books, including the regional sensation “Shadows of the Western Door” (1997) and “Iroquois Supernatural,” co-authored with Michael Bastine, on the traditions of the Six Longhouse Nations (Inner Traditions International/Bear & Company, 2011). Several of his surveys of upstate folklore and paranormal tradition may be found at the website of Western New York Wares: www.buffalobooks.com. He may be reached at www.masonwinfield.com.

An anatomically perfect human jaw fashioned of diamond-hard quartz crystal is uncovered at an Ohio burial mound and sold on the underground antiquities market. Shortly after, three pothunters are found dead.

A mysterious new drug suspected of South American origin surfaces in Buffalo, NY. Its unprecedented psycho-tropic effects include the momentary activation of ESP. 

Blind, speechless, emaciated street people start appearing in many parts of the world. An urban legend-cycle forms around them, and the name of a murderous old cult, “the Whistlers” attaches to them.

An archaeological team at a Mayan site reports finding a bizarre artifact and vanishes. 

An upstate schoolteacher’s book of New York legends and folklore foreshadows these developments and more. 

   These are the threads – plus his affair with a maddening woman – that draw narrator Ward Courier into the international adventure of occultism, terror, Native American tradition and onrushing prophecy that is Mason Winfield’s anticipated new novel THE WHISTLERS. By the time the picture of THE WHISTLERS becomes clear, we are ready to believe in a sinister conspiracy that could predate Atlantis and even hail from another world.

|March 8, 2019 • Friday|

|Chapter Title: Saving The Heavily Bullied Princess - An escape from the cold palace "I'll protect this child no matter what!"|

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When his highness the crown prince left, I sneakily rode on a horse. Almost sending everyone in a heart attack, because they said I always hated riding horses and so I never learnt that. But as the eldest miss in the household with an outstanding brother, it is only right and just to practice and ride a horse. My brother was sent in a mission so no one was left to guide me, it has been hard to convince them that I knew how and that I'll ride this off to town's market. But in the end they had nothing to do to stop me.

I hurriedly drove the horse to the market in a flying speed. If my guess is right, tomorrow would be the start of the town's festivities and new medicines will be available in an auction at the black market. I need to sell some of the pills that I have seen in my spatial ring, these shouldn't have expiry dates but as it was stocked here for so long the effectivity might have dropped to a certain percentage. 

With a smile on my face, I let the horse gallop a few times. When I was in the modern world I used to join Dry Olympics; thus I usually participate in horse riding competitions abroad. I have won different trophies and awards in both regional and international competitions. I am also famed as one of the 23rd Dry Olympiads in horse riding.

Horse riding was one of the best sports that would relieve stress in a short span of time. With the money I've accumulated over the time I've spent as a doctor and as a lawyer it's rather convenient for me to have a yard of horse stables with unique and strong bloodlines of horse breeds, and that's what I loved the most. Of all the treasures that I've gotten in my past life, nothing compares to the joy of having horses that would let me travel freely at night. 

Upon my arrival at the black market, people crowded the hallways. An attendant automatically approached me and so I let him take care of my horse. As I entered, I noticed an arena at the middle and chambers at the second and third floor, this is almost as wide as Asia's largest arena. The infrastructure was meticulously designed, it's as if the one who designed this came from the modern world. 

"Where is your manager?" I asked one of the attendants

"Young miss, are you here for the auction?"

"Yes, yes... Indeed I am here to sell valuable things for the auction"

"Very well, your ladyship shall follow me. I am shopkeeper Mao Zedong and it is a pleasure to have your products sold to the black market of Zheng Emporium" the shopkeeper was full of pleasantries on the way, it's a good tactic to engage with the best sellers, at the very least they weren't one of those snobbish and overbearing establishments. I hate rude people, so the idea of visiting this shop isn't a bad idea. 

When we entered the semi office type room everything was painted white. Almost similar to a hospital which looks so creepy. There are tons of valuable collections settled on the wall, like a modern arrangement which is very unlikely since this Era is a thousand years back. Makes me wonder if there were people who've transmigrated to this era like me; in a form of crossovers or reincarnation.

"Ah, if my guess is right this is the eldest miss of Prime Minister Feng, Minister of the left."

"Greetings elder"

"Oh, such a polite child. How may I help the lady?"

"I came here without notice, and I must trouble elder Tang to keep this business transaction hidden. I came here to sell valuable pills and I really hope my family and everyone else won't have knowledge of this." 

"Very well, perhaps this might be in connection with the auction, yes?" I only smiled as I laid the pills in front.

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When the transaction ended I was too hungry to go home directly. So I ended up visiting one of the most noble and prestige restaurant in this era. Well I must say that this traditional type of architectural design still exists in modern day China. I usually visit Dong Hae Resto in modern times, that has an almost identical view with this place, the difference is that the name here was Chu Hao Inn. 

I sat down, and immediately and ordered food, I chose to sit somewhere that's not part of the VIP rooms, and so I accidentally caught a scene, as well as everyone. A man was forcibly letting a 10 year old girl kneel on the floor, he was holding a wood type block that resembles a bat in the modern times. My brows immediately scrunched up, in a common knowledge, people in this era are beaten to death when they stole things. 

"But I didn't steal anything!" The child said in a lower voice, the man hit the child. The skinny kid fell on the floor.

"You brat! You dare tell a lie!" The man was supposed to hit the kid, but I can't just take my eyes off them. My heart was pounding in anger. I held the nearest teacup saucer and throw it to the man's hand. 

"Ahhhhhhhh!!!" The man shouted, blood spilled from his wrist. The wood block fell from his grasp. I immediately stood, with my cape on, no one new who I was. I hurriedly pick the child up.

"You dared to hit me! You'll pay for this!" The man used his other hand and throw the wood block at me. I dodged, but that wood pull off the cape. Everyone gasped in shock. I stopped and faced the crowd, still holding the trembling child.

"Yes, I dared" I spoke coldly

"You bitch! I'm going to let you pay--"

"What nonsense are you speaking! Shut up! Your ladyship, I'm sorry, my husband doesn't know what he's spouting. I hope young won't mind us-- please spare us--" his wife kneeled down in his behalf

"Bullshit! They made a commotion here! They have to pay--"

"She is the prime minister's eldest daughter! You idiot!"

The man in front of me trembled in fear.

She was a genius doctor and a favoured lawyer of the court. But her brainpower was too horrifying, that even the government saw her as an imposing threat to their jurisdiction. Thus Feng Jiang Lei was sent to work for diplomacy, risking her own life in the process and offered negotiation rights to the terrorists, that harboured ill planning to trounce the current administration and persevere the rising revolution. It could have been successful, but she was assassinated, by the man she trusted the most, her childhood best friend.

When things fall in place she was given another life in someone else's body. A reincarnation to another era that occurs only in a thousand years, and a chance to make things right. She had learnt the hard way of becoming someone else's pawn, and now that she was granted a second life, she will make sure to let those people who belittled and wronged her to pay the price, a hundredth folds with interest. 

However, a certain wicked crown prince was too persistent in opposing her plans. But will this man and his shamelessness succeed in charming the frozen heart of the young miss?

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"I'm leaving and I'm never coming back!!!" I grab my car keys and ran as fast as I could instead away thankfully I packed my luggage in my trunk the night before I love this car my mom got it for me before she died and left me a little money enough money to buy myself a nice apartment in New York City, "You think you can escape me you will never be able to just like your damn mother get back here!!" is the last thing I heard my father say I plan on never seeing him again I call my best friend and say I'm moving to New York thankfully she's moving there too cuz we got accepted to the same college (Flashback) "Ahhhhhhh I got excepted Olivia did you?!!" My best friend mia asked me I decided to fake cry and yes I am the best at theater so of course with my amazing acting skills I got to my kneese and started crying "I thought I would make it Mia but I didn't make it" Mia started crying with me "No no no no no there is no way you didn't make it you are like so much smarter with me how did you how did you not make it it must be mistake right!? It has to be" I looked up at her and started smiling "Of course I made it you dummy I'm the one who helped you with all your homework  hahaha" I started laughing do you start coming out of my eyes real ones this time looked at me so much anger she hit me on my arm playfully but it kind of hurt and then she started laughing "we're going to do this let's go oh good luck with telling your dad you going to New York" She said with the whole mood going sour left her small apartment. yes she lives alone but her parents are alive it's just one of the little space but we've been friends since like Pre-K she is my best friend almost like my sister but if we were sisters I'd be the older one cuz I'm the smartest and plus I am older than her by like one or two months I got home and told my dad he yelled at me we going to argument and here I am now. (End Of Flashback). Skreetch all you can hear are my good old tires from my 2019 black with pink rims Puma designed Chrysler 300!! yeah I know what you're saying don't mess a nice car it is also from my mom she knows my dream car so she got it once again before she passed away she suffered from cancer but we found out so last minute the minute she passed out. Honk honk I see my bestie coming out of her apartment "Hurry up" I playfully yell at her while she throws her suitcase in the back of my car seat, I snap at her "be careful with my car you know I love this car!!" smiles and says"okay okay gosh calm down! 5 minutes past and it's been a bit quiet all you can hear is Siri speaking in my map showing me the directions to New York yeah I decided to drive road trip!! "Sooooo.... Mia says breaking the silence how did it go with your dad???" I explained everything to her about what happened it was a long story it lasted about 35 minutes to an hour we were already out of town great 20 more hours to go!!! This is going to be a long day.

everyone loves New York that's exactly why I'm here I moved there this year after my mother past away just like anyone would do I had to get away from my abusive father I'm pretty sure anyone would I'm just now turning 18 well In to months time little did I know life had a different date for me.
Ivy is 17 years old and has a best friend the same age as her with Ivy being 6 months older. But the thing is Ivy is a powerful She-wolf and Mia is just a normal human but is not week. Ivy is a little over middle class but less than high class she is not poor but she is stuck with her crazy father well not anymore.
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Yes we arrived at our cute apartment wake up Mia. "Great all settled in!!!"
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
"what who would come at this time mainly when she didn't tell anyone!?
 "I got it Mia!"
Woah this guy is so hot it's crazy I mean head over hills. 

"Umm.... h-hi who are you" I all Ivy could muster before getting cut off.

"MINE"

When I arrived at my apartment, I put the gift inside the wood drawer near the door. Since Lucas hardly goes to my apartment, he wouldn't even notice the gift I got for him.

I hopped in the shower for a quick rinse. I don't like doing things around with a sweaty body. 

After a shower, I make myself a nice hot chocolate drink. Since I work from home, I gotta have a small office-like room in the apartment for work-related stuff. I turned on my computer and checked my emails. A few emails are from the publishing company and the rest are just spammed emails.

I quickly tick all the spammed emails and marked them as read. I go through the emails from the publisher one at a time. All are just publishing notifications EXCEPT for one. 

My eyes widened. OH. MY. GOD!

"Is this for real?" I muttered. I was overjoyed when I read the email. 

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To: Rylee Wallis

From: Oak Archive Press

Date: Monday, June 7, 2019, 09:15:33 EST

Subject: #1 Best Seller

Sincere congratulations on your nomination as New York Best Selling Author. You are proof that good things come to those who are willing to sacrifice to reach a worthwhile goal. You've earned every bit of the success you're enjoying. Call us when you read this email.

Thanks,

OakArchivePress

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It was beyond my imagination of being nominated as NY Best Selling Author. Like seriously? Am I dreaming right now?

I quickly dialed the publisher's number. It rang for a few seconds before the phone was picked up.

"Oak Archive Press, how may I help you?" the other person on the line said.

"Hi. It's Rylee. Is Mr. Mendoza in?" I asked.

"Oh hi, Ms. Wallis. Yes, he's here right now. Please hold on a second, I'll connect you to him," she said. 

"Thanks, Tiffany, " I said.

"You're welcome and congratulations, " she said and put me through the line to Mr. Mendoza.

Before I could even speak, Mr. Mendoza directly congratulates me. "Hope you're thrilled about the nomination! I sure am happy for you!"

"Thank you so much, Mr. Mendoza. I never thought my book could reach that level. I am beyond happy, " I said as I smiled.

"I knew it was only a matter of time. How about I treat you to dinner tonight to celebrate your success; and please just call me Flynn, " he said.

"Then dinner it is Mr. Mendo.....I mean, Flynn, " I said and chuckled.

"Okay then. It's settled. Meet you at 7 tonight at Little Italy, " he said.

"See you later, " I said as I ended the phone call.

After I hung up, I called my mom to tell her about the good news. It rang for a few seconds but it got disconnected right after. I became worried a bit. "That's weird. This is not like her," I muttered. I tried calling her phone again a few times but nobody picks up so I decided to call Aunt Lucy since she's living next door to mom. 

"Hello, dear. Is everything alright? Why are you calling me?" Aunt Lucy said.

"Hi, Aunt Lucy. Uhmmm..do you know where my mom is? She's not picking up her phone, " I said worriedly.

She let out a chuckled. "Oh dear, don't worry. Your mom is here with me right now. Her phone is charging right now. Do you want to speak to her?"

"Yes, please. Thank you, " I said and let out a sigh of relief.

As Aunt Lucy passed the phone to my mom, I could hear them laughing in the background.

"Hi, my princess. How are you?" my mom said.

"Hi, mom. I'm fine. I have news for you. Good news. Take a guess," I said emphasizing the word 'good'.

"Hmm..did Lucas got you pregnant?" she asked.

"Hahaha, no.....mom. He did not. Geez, it's still too early for me to carry a child in my belly, " I said while laughing my ass off and asked her to guess again. "Come on mommy, you can do better."

"Hmm are you?...hmm okay I give up. Tell me what is it?" she asked impatiently.

"Gosh, mom, you suck at guessing hahaha. Uhmmm, okay. I GOT NOMINATED AS NEW YORK BESTSELLING AUTHOR!" I said screaming.

I could hear my mom and Aunt Lucy also cheered in the background. I just smile in response. "Congratulations, " they said in unison.

"How about you come home for dinner tonight sweetie and we'll celebrate together, " my mom said happily.

"I can't. I have to meet up with the publisher tonight, " I said and frowned. I wanted to go home so badly because I miss my mom but I already promised Mr. Mendoza I'll join him for dinner. "Hmm..how about tomorrow night? I'll bring Lucas and we can have dinner together with the Wright household," I said, trying to persuade her.

"Okay then. Be here before six. I love you, sweetie, see you tomorrow," she said.

"Yes, mother. I love you too. Bye," and she hung up the phone.

I looked at the clock it's already half five in the evening and our dinner reservation is at seven. I don't have much time left to call Lucas and Daisy about this. Might as well tell them both tomorrow. 

"Things are going great. I can't ask for a better life," I muttered and smiled. I grabbed my towel and head to the shower.


Rylee Wallis, a 25-year-old, seems to have everything that she ever wanted. A hot boyfriend and an aspiring author as a career. Not to mention her model-like figure. All are going well, according to her plan. At least that's what she thought.

What she didn't know is her childhood best friend, Daisy Wright is secretly cheating with her boyfriend of 5 years, Lucas Bauer. When she finally caught them in her boyfriend's apartment, she decided that that's the end of both her friendship and relationship. All of her plans for the future are now ruined. Just as she thought that the breakups are bad enough, her world came crashing down when she discovered that her mother has been diagnosed with stage 4 breast cancer. 

She started drinking every day. Getting drunk is the only way for her to numb all the pain she has felt in her heart. Her relationship was over, almost lost her career and her mother is dying. 

When she got drunk on a bar's rooftop terrace, she stumbled upon a mysterious woman and fell unconscious.

What happened next was beyond her belief. She wakes up the next morning and she was back at her 20-year-old self from 5 years ago where she first met her asshole ex-boyfriend, Lucas Bauer. Is this a second chance for her? Will she accept Lucas and make the same mistake twice? Can she change her fate once more? Will she be able to forgive her childhood friend? Will she meet someone new?

WARNING!

THIS STORY MIGHT FEATURE STRONG LANGUAGES, AND MATURE CONTENTS LATER ON AS THE STORY GOES ON.
READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. DON'T SAID I DIDN'T WARN YOU.

WARNING!

English is not my first language, so there will be a possibility that you will find grammatical errors in my writing. Please let me know so I can fix it. Any constructive criticism is welcome. Thanks

Where there's a spark, there's fire. Only this time, it's the start of a catastrophic hellfire.
♥ 
E X C E R P T
College party turned out to be crazier than high school. A lot crazier. Some people just lack the ability to realize that everyone in the room wants them to shut up. I grabbed the red plastic cup and headed to the kitchen for a refill, leaving the noisy crowd behind.
And that was when I first saw him, making out with a blonde on top of the kitchen counter as if they were at his place and not at a party. For a second, I thought maybe I could get away with this, maybe I could just get my drink and run without them ever noticing that I was here. But considering the barrel was next to her thigh, that was unlikely to happen.
I took a step back, ready to make my way out when his eyes fluttered open and froze me in my place. Those hooded dark grey eyes filled with passion and promises sent shivers down my spine. Maybe he was caught in the moment, maybe the kisses that blonde girl was giving him on his neck had something to do with that. Yet the mischievous smile appearing on his sensual lips told me otherwise.
B L U R P
New city, new start. That's what awaits Autumn in New York, the most diversified city in the continental U.S. The Big Apple where Carrie Bradshaw lives, the college where Serena van der Woodsen went. She's been waiting for this, a life in the big city with her two years' boyfriend, Tyler Vincent and her best friend Jess Williams.
Everything's great until Phraser Ronan came along. He's the meanest of mean, a notorious bad boy who always gets what he wants when he wants in the way he wants. There's nothing he wants more than a sassy brunette girl who drives him crazy at the college party, Autumn Summers.
She's done something no female has ever done before, she turned him down. In public.
Right now, he's hellbent to make her college life a living hell.
Queen Bee of Carlton High now has to face her own fear when she faces her college bullies.

I N F O
Start: Feb 14, 2018
Completed: Feb 14, 2019
This story touches the subject of standing up to bullies, facing our own insecurities, dealing with depression, and losing someone you loved most.

P R O L O G U E
I dumped the rest of my clothes onto my bed and took the suitcase out of the cupboard. I'd meet with Autumn, Jess, and Colton in a few hours. The day has finally come for all of us to leave D.C. and started our university life in New York.
I opened the suitcase and put it on the bed next to the piles of clothes. I knew I didn't have to bring all of them but putting them all on the bed helped me choose which one to bring. My eyes immediately fall upon a blue T-shirt and grabbed it. It was the same T-shirt Autumn had told me to wear the first time she spent the night here. I folded the shirt and put it in the suitcase. I smiled as I grabbed the plain black T-shirt, one that she wore the same night, and put that in as well. The rest of the clothes I picked randomly and in a few minutes, it was packed and ready to go.
My phone buzzed and I fished it out of the front pocket of my jeans. I frowned. It was an unknown number. "Hello?" I cradled my phone in the crook of my neck, pinning it between my ear and shoulder, as I grabbed my suitcase and put it on the floor.
A deep voice greeted me, "Tyler Vincent. It's been a long time."
I froze, unable to move or speak. I knew this voice too well that it sent chills down my spine.
"I've told you before, you can't run away from me. New York isn't that far away. In fact, no place on earth is really that far for me. I will always find you," the man paused for a moment before he continued, "Don't worry I won't do anything as long as you come back. I promise I won't even touch that lovely girlfriend of yours. You have my word." The call ended.
I stayed still for a few minutes, so many thoughts ran inside my head. It was stupid of me to think that I could escape him. Incredibly stupid. Yet I could care less about myself, I was more worried about Autumn.
A sound coming from the door brought me back to reality. I turned to watch Autumn standing in the doorway with a smile on her face. "Ready to go?"
At that moment I knew, I'd do anything, absolutely anything, to keep her safe. "Yeah." I nodded and forced myself to smile.
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Copyright © 2019 by Agatha Rose. All Rights Reserved.

Instead of doing what I asked him to, he grabbed my arm and pushed me against the wall. My bag dropped next to my feet. You're not going anywhere." He put both hands on the wall, trapping me in between his muscled arms.

My eyes widened at the anger laced in his voice. He was too strong, I could feel it from the way he grasped my arm earlier. "I'm gonna scream." I tried to remain calm even though my breath hitched and my heart pounded like a machine gun.

He let out a deep chuckle. "Scream all you might, Temptress. No one is gonna hear you." A mischievous smile appeared on his face and the look he gave me told me he meant every word. We were in a secluded room, I doubted anyone would hear my screaming but it definitely worth a try.

I opened my mouth, ready to scream all my might when his mouth came down crashing on mine. The scent of his sandalwood soap assailed me, as he pressed his mouth against mine. For someone who was rude and cunning, it surprised me how he could be soft when it came to kissing. He placed soft kisses at the corners of my lips and held my face in his warm hands as his fingers tangled in the hair above my ears, tugging my ponytail and messing with my hair.

His brown eyes filled my vision, hard and intense, a direct contradiction to his hot, sensual mouth. The tip of his tongue touched the seam of my lips, and my breath caught in my throat. I could feel a jolt clear in the soles of my feet, a warm tingling that curled my toes and settled in the pit of my stomach. The kiss was tender, almost sweet, and I fought to keep my eyes open and pressed my lips tight. I fought to remind myself that the lips brushing mine, as if he were my lover, belonged to an egomaniac asshole who told lies and swore to make my life miserable.

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Autumn Summers thought her life was better off without the notorious Phraser Ronan. She had more problems on her plate right now, including her bullies who always knocked her down every time she tried to rise back up. Yet, whenever she was in trouble, he was the first to help. Slowly but surely she found her worst enemy had turned into a knight in dazzling armor that will complicate her stable relationship with her two years boyfriend Tyler Vincent. 

With darkness lurking at every corner, follow Autumn and her strong will to stand up against her bully and sort her feelings for the two guys. 

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{COMPLETED} Phraser knew the second he saw her that she was the girl he'd had a crush on two years ago. But when she blatantly turned him down, he swore to make her college life like a living hell. 

* * *

"She's not fragile like a flower, she's fragile like a bomb."

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The crime scene where the author butchered OTPs, tried to write sex scenes, and touched sensitive subjects (depression, cancer, loss, betrayal). 

There are some NSFW scenes. Read at your own risk.

The next two games were easy wins for the Pelicans, both ended with 30+ point blowouts. In the game against the Mavericks, Lonzo posted a triple-double; 50 points, 10 rebounds, 18 assists, 3 steals and 4 blocks (19-34 FG, 10-18 3PT). Then, in the next game against the Grizzlies, Lonzo dropped another 50+ point bomb. He had 54 points, 8 rebounds, 16 assists, 9 steals, 2 blocks and shot 22-30 from the field (7-13 from 3 as well). He was awarded the Western Conference Player of the Week for his efforts. Lonzo couldn't care less about such an irrelevant reward, he wanted championships! No one has seen him in the playoffs yet... he could just be a regular-season player... right? That's what the haters say, they always find something that makes Lonzo look worse than he is. On the other hand, Lonzo's fans are having the best times of their lives. Slowly, but surely, there's a new bandwagon gathering around the Pelicans.
With Lonzo playing like he's the undisputable best player in the NBA every night, rumours of endorsements and even shoe deals started growing. Lonzo's current status with BBB is shaky, to say the least. He has been thinking about it for a long time... at first, before the breakout, he wanted to sign with Jordan. But now he sees something else... the potential to build his own brand... a brand about Zo. He's destined to be the greatest to ever play the game, so why not?
After the game against the Grizzlies, he finally decided. He called up his Dad. 
Big Baller Brand did make a comeback after Lonzo Ball started balling out, but there haven't been any new signature shoes... it was time for the resurrection and rise of BBB!
"Yo, dad, I want to talk about the brand and its future."
"About damn time!"
...
~
After a long chat, his dad agreed to resurrect the Big Baller Brand. This resurrection was going to begin with Lonzo's new signature shoe; The Assassin I "Resurrection". Why assassin and not ZO2? "The ZO2 2" doesn't sound quite right. Besides, Lonzo is a completely different player now. Lonzo decided that the shoe would be a 100$, not too cheap and not too expensive. It was going to officially come out on January 1st.
"I can't wait.."
~Practice~
"You're not signing with Jordan or Nike?" Zion asked
"Yep, I'm staying with the Big Baller Brand."
"Well, that's a surprise. No matter what happens in the future, Jordan will always be happy to take you in."
"That's good to know... but I know what I want."
Lonzo decided to shoot around for a bit, he grabbed a basketball and fired from logo range.
*SPLASH*
"What can I say? I'm just too good."
Ingram shook his head. "Showoff."
"Alright, everyone, get over here."
The coach gathered everyone.
"We're going to play a quick game, 4 3 minute quarters... five players on each team. The team captains are Lonzo and Zion, Zion gets the first pick."
There were only 10 players at practice, so 2 five-man teams would work.
That's fair, I don't mean to brag but, I'm a better player than Zion. With the first pick, Zion took Jrue Holiday. With my first pick, I took Ingram. Then Zion picked Redick. Damn, he's making this hard. With my second pick, I took Derrick Favors. Zion responded by selecting a big man of his own, Jahlil Okafor. With my third pick, I took Josh Hart since my team need a shooting guard. Then, with his last pick, Zion selected Cheick Diallo. With my last pick, I selected the last player remaining... Jaxson Hayes!
Zion's team:
PG: Jrue Holiday
SG: J.J. Redick
SF: Zion Williamson
PF: Cheick Diallo
C: Jahlil Okafor
Lonzo's team:
PG: Lonzo Ball (The Assassin/Nightmare/GOAT himself!)
SG: Josh Hart
SF: Brandon Ingram
PF: Derrick Favors
C: Jaxson Hayes
"Alright, let's get this game started!"
~
Lonzo started the game off with a pull-up 3.
*Swish*
As usual, nothing but net.
Zion got to work, slashing his way through the defence and getting an easy dunk. While driving to the rim, Lonzo encountered a double-team. Lonzo activated his inner point guard and made a smart pass to an open Josh Hart in the corner.
*Splash*
Redick stopped the bleeding with a 3 of his own. 6-5 was the score. 
~4th Quarter~
The game was pretty competitive (30-27)... Lonzo decided it was time to take over and bring his team the W. After a few lightning-fast crossovers, Jrue was leaning.
*Ankle break!!!*
Lonzo fired the wide-open 3.
*Swish*
*Dagger 3!*
His team now had 33 points, they were up by 6! Lonzo was just too good... on the next possession, he made another 3. And that was pretty much the end of the game.
~After practice, at his house~
Lonzo pressed on the 2k app, looking to upgrade his stats once again.
-
Congratulations on dominating the Hornets, Mavericks and Grizzlies! Clippers ended your streak... oh well. I expect more from you, Zo. Because of that, I've made things a bit more difficult.
VC gained: 6000 (2000 per win, 0 per loss)
Badges gained: None
What would you like to do?
Upgrade badges or attributes?
-
Attributes, I'm going to reach the cap.
-
I see... good luck!
Spinning while of attributes... Inside (x4), Rebounding (x4), Outside (x4)... very even!
Spinning attribute increase amount... 5 (20!)... 2(12!) and... 1(4)!
Results:
60 Inside Scoring > 80
72 Rebounding > 84
89 Outside Scoring > 93
Not quite the cap, but we're getting close...
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OVERALL
Name: Lonzo Ball
Archetype: Lonzo
VC: 0
Tier: Ruby 
Overall: 93 (+6)
Potential: Best to ever do it
4 HoF badges
5 Gold Badges
3 Silver Badges
20 Bronze Badges
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BODY
Age: 22
Height: 6'9
Weight: 230lbs
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ATTRIBUTES
93 Outside Scoring (+4)
80 Inside Scoring (+20!)
100 Athleticism 
100 Defending 
100 Playmaking 
84 Rebounding (+12!)
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BADGES
Mental: Floor General, The Zone, Copy Cat, Alpha Dog, Clutch Performer, Microwave, Extremely Confident, Enforcer, Spark Plug, Defensive Anchor, Expressive
HoF Badges: Pick & Roll Maestro, Hustle Rebounder, Pick Pocket, Drop-stepper
Gold Badges: Relentless Finisher, Putback King, Dimer, Deep Range Deadeye, Flashy Passer
Silver Badges: Chase Down Artist, Difficult Shots, Charge Card
Bronze Badges: A lot.
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2019-20 Averages: 50.3 PPG, 9.4 RPG, 16.7 APG, 6.6 SPG, 2.3 BPG, 3.6 TOPG, 68.5% FG, 62% 3PT, 87% FT
2019-20 Achievements:
1x Western Conference Player Of The Month
7x Western Conference Player Of The Week
3x Quadruple-Double
13x Triple-Double
1x 70 point games
5x 60 point games (60+) 
12x 50 point games (50+)
25x 40 point games (40+)
8x 20 assist games
3x 10 steal games
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~
Western Conference:
1st: New Orleans Pelicans (25-2)
2nd: Houston Rockets (18-7)
3rd: Los Angeles Lakers (18-8)
4th: Portland Trail Blazers (17-9)
5th: Minnesota Timberwolves (16-10) +1
6th: Los Angeles Clippers (15-10) -1
7th: Utah Jazz (14-12) +2
8th: Golden State Warriors (14-13) -1
Eastern Conference:
1st: Brooklyn Nets (18-10)
2nd: Milwaukee Bucks (14-10) +1
3rd: Toronto Raptors (14-13) -1
4th: Charlotte Hornets (13-12) 
5th: Chicago Bulls (13-14) +1
6th: Detroit Pistons (11-12) +2
7th: Cleveland Cavaliers (12-14) 
8th: New York Knicks (12-15) -3
9th: Boston Celtics (11-14) 
10th: Miami Heat (11-14)
13TH: Philadelphia 76ers (11-15) (SIMMONS MADE A 3!!!)
~

After being traded to the Pelicans, the basketball gods blessed our boy Zo with an endless ceiling. The LAKERS will soon realise that trading him to the pelicans wasn't a good idea. Read as he becomes what was promised, and more: Steph Curry With Lockdown defence and a 40inch vertical, the GOAT!
(This is for my boy Zo... I wish him the best)
(COMPETITIVE SPORTS... LOL.)

Daniel is now 16 years old.
He's writing his fourth novel.
It's the only novel he's felt good about.
He started it around 3 months ago, but he had the idea around a year ago.
Daniel spent a lot of time planning it out and revising the original draft.
Although, Daniel still had his doubts on how effective he was at getting his message across.
𝘐𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩?
Daniel constantly wanted to get better.
To a certain extent, he would long for the feeling of hopelessness when he wrote something horrible, this would make it a good challenge for him. He loved to mold the junk in to something beautiful, or at the very least something palatable.
It was therapeutic to make something bad he wrote in to to something that he found worthy. It would fill him with glee whenever he improved his writing with his own two hands.
Daniel felt like he could do anything as long as he set out to do it.
He could make countless worlds, as big as the galaxy or as small as a coffin.
He enjoyed making something that no one else could, to explore an idea that no one else had thought of. And he could do this infinitely, there was no shortage of ideas.
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After about, a month of grueling revisions, Daniel sent in his novel to about 3 publishers.
One of them was the biggest publisher in the country, PolarBear Publishing. The other was McAllister Publishing. The third was a smaller publisher that's a part of PolarBear called Warriors Publishing.
The title of Daniel's novel was called "The Quiet Man." 
The novel starts out with a man on a park bench who is sitting quietly on a bench in front of his apartment. 
the man begin to list everything that is dear to him
Items in his apartment
material things
He talks about their placement in his apartment as he has memorized the position of everything in it.
Not everything is tidy or straight,
He does this is to throw people off, he doesn't want others to know that he likes things orderly
Many people are illustrated or talked about by this man
he talks about the lives of other people who walk by his apartment
he knows about their daily lives
he talk about his co-workers, he talks about what they hate, about what they love
they think that he is a normal man, he keeps to himself.
but he is a murderer
their is a man in his apartment, dead, 
he wants to keep his daily life
he likes his daily life
ever since he was little, he didn't seem to have much emotion, he didnt cry when his mother died, his father dislikes him, sometimes his father would beat him when he was drunk.
his father apoligized when he got older, he forgave him, he was never mad at him
his father lived a fullfiling end of his life, he died very content
he thought about his boss, his boss reminded him of his father, but his boss was not as good of a man.
his boss was a serial rapist, he knew the routes that his boss would take, he would **** women all over new york. 
His boss was very smart, he would make sure to days off to "take care of his mother" who had dementia. And even then he would only go on few occasion to satisfy his lust. One time he even did it during work hours, saying he had business plans.
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There were many clever aspects of Daniel's book, the most interesting was the relationships he had with those that were close to him. 
Often times, the main character would leave hints for people regarding the rapist and his identity, but no one ever catches on. 
One time, he even told his drinking buddy, that it was his boss. 
His friend just laughs it off.
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Warrior Publishing
"..."
Carl Jacobs was reading a manuscript sent in by a newbie author. His name was Daniel Hernandez.
"A Quiet Man"
This novel had been in the backburner for 2 weeks. 
The whole office had been backed up with new manuscripts ever since one of their novels blew up all over social media for its crass and less than favorable view of women in the US. 
This was also partly due to the author being a young woman, only 23 years old.
They had been quite excited about its release, but it even blew 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘵 their expectations. The book, "Caterwauling," even made it on the best sellers list. They were expecting it to get in to the top 10.
But, that's not what took Carl Jacobs attention at the moment. What had Carl glued to his seat was the book he was holding in his hands as it was so unbelievable that he had trouble understanding if it was a newbie author who wrote this.
Every part of it was filled with information, that made you want to understand more about the story. Every single aspect of this novel made you interested. 
Even the details about mundane things, like a comb on top of a desk, was interesting to him. 
He figured that whoever wrote this must have been writing for quite some time.
Immediately, after reading it, he decided to contact the author, rushing to be the first to contact him before his manuscript was snatched up.

Inspired by The Great Storyteller. I wanted to create my own version of this type of genre. There really aren't enough of things to read. A story about a young, up-and-coming author named Daniel. 

Daniel is a 16 year old boy, who likes to write and wants to publish his first book. Although, he didn't grow up with a whole lot of friends, the only thing that worries him is making his writing better.

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