Gene Di Novi played piano for the greats of the 20th Century: Lena Horne, Peggy Lee, Benny Goodman, Artie Shaw, Dizzy Gillespie and Charlie Parker. This is his biography spoken to the fine writer Jack Batten. "I played piano with Bird and Diz. I accompanied Lena, Peggy, Raquel, Barbra, one Dinah (Shore, but not Washington), two Franks (Sinatra and Zappa) and a Tony (Bennett). I recorded with a Pres (Lester Young) and a King (of Swing, Benny Goodman). I wrote songs with Johnny Mercer (Have a Heart) and composed an extended piece for an entire archipelago (The Scandinavian Suite). I learned lessons from a Duke (Ellington) and a Count (Basie). And I came oh so close to performing for a Vladimir (Horowitz)...."

"Anna Karenina" is the tragedy of married aristocrat and socialite Anna Karenina and her affair with the affluent Count Vronsky. The story starts when she arrives in the midst of a family broken up by her brother's unbridled womanizing—something that prefigures her own later situation, though with less tolerance for her by others.

He looked over at me in the dimness, fingers loose in my grip. "You are hurting me," he said, without interest. He had caked powder on his already pale skin, all of one shade except for points made by a hot pencil. Though it was no longer the mode at court, the new fashion more ostentatious and overdrawn, he still favored it, and as I did. My fingers crept up his wrist. I felt rough punctures, half healed and raw, a scattering of them, and I pulled. Laurent could not resist, weakened by the drawing of his blood. My vocal cords had been severed by the younger one's teeth, and so I could not speak, but I pushed up his sleeve, the luxury of his white linen, and found his arm colored like a polluted river. I touched the bites with my fingertips, ten, fifteen, twenty. "I have felt your judgment already," L whispered, trying to pull his arm back, "I have felt it these now two hundred years. Judgment judgment. Cry not. Is it pity? You are a cold thing, without heart, to judge me for what I do. Prideful toad." His arm muscles worked against my grip beneath his blood bruised skin. "Unhand me. Wretched, lye-broken flesh." After a time, he made a sound like a trapped fox, a dying child's keen, and gave up, lying back on the bed such that his hair fell across my face. My other hand found his neck and stroked him. "You will not know what it feels like, good heart," he said to me, softly, doing me one of his gentle nips of an insult, "for love to change you in an instant." He relaxed under my stroking, and his tone softened. "I only meant to help him die." ** After his untimely death, the story of the vampire "L" comes together. Devotees tell the story from many points of view across history, painting a portrait of a man crushed by great loves, desperation, and the indifferent march of time. featured 3/9/16 complete 8/31/16 Editing, as of 5/11/2018. Log: 0/129 chapters edited. 0 added. Cover by @ferret-bird

[Completed] Rated Mature 36 Chapters A teen bad boy (Ed) proposes a nerdy girl (El) he has been crushing on since junior school. They fall in love quickly; add some possessiveness, drama and fights and you end up with them breaking up. Now its senior year and Ed is back from a short holiday, post breakup ready to win El over again but El has no intentions of returning back to him. He had possessed her once but second time she knows its going to be a mistake she'll regret. Check a sneak peak below: Sneak peak: ***He moved towards me and kissed me brazenly. Our lips brushed together in hunger. One of his hands wrapped around my waist pulling me closer to him while I pressed my breasts into his chest as I pulled onto his neck to deepen the kiss. I jumped as Edward squeezed me softly, and I tightened my hold around his neck. I felt his fingers tremble as he wedged his fingers between my skin and the fabric of the dress,pulling it down,baring my chest. My breath caught in my throat as I saw Ed's eyes skim over my naked breast.***

Life is fun when in you're twentysomethings, but oh so challenging. Its even more challenging when you're a WWE Diva, and even more stressful when you're the daughter of Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson. Bianca faces the good, bad, and interesting experiences that comes with being in her twenties but she also has to juggle her work life. Will Bianca's twentysomething be what she expected? Or will reality give her a big boot to the face?

Violent disasters rage across America and society collapses. The living fight against the clutches of natural disasters and disease in a post-apocalyptic world. A militaristic group gathers survivors by any means to rebuild a functional society with the shards of the last, but its intentions are not as they seem. Survivors in this crumbling society need the wit and skill to make it or face the consequences. [This story is rated mature for strong language, drug and alcohol references, scenes of a sexual nature.] Cover made by theotherday. Thank you!

Bad boys aren’t born, they’re made. And they all stem from the same creator—heartbreak. There's always that naive innocent girl that tries to fix them and more often than not ends up worse for the wear afterwards. This book will delve into this heartbreak, through the eyes of Carter, a good guy turned bad boy, and Chrysanthemum, a good girl that is determined to follow in the footsteps of so many before her. Join us as we take a look from a unique perspective at the root of all heartbreak : The Cycle.

This is supposed my entry for NaNoWriMo but as well, this chapter or short story is dedicated to my friend, true friend, SumireHime.

Luster Chapter .10--- The Meaning Chapter .20--- The Truth Chapter .30--- The Measure Chapter .40--- The Message Chapter .50--- The Fraud Chapter .60--- The System Chapter .70--- The Goodness Chapter .80--- The Tears Chapter .90--- The Power Chapter .99--- The Luster Summary: What is Luster? Is it connected with Laughter? Love? Life? Are we clearly seeing these things? Hugh Ink, a newly graduated philosopher, witnessed for the first time in his life a pair of annihilation before him. He escaped the massacre yet as he left, the final words of the killer echoed in his head, “I am now happy.” He was digging hard his head on how that man could say such this after shooting the head of his own daughter when his phone shone a lustrous reminder of an incoming call. It was all about a congregation for philosophers, inviting him and his friend, Cornelius to join their group. He aimed for knowledge. He aimed for truth. He accepted yet what could prevail then, truth… or merely answers. I would like to thank Rent for inspiring me to create this story.

His dream of being someone lies beyond the walls of Walter High. Ethan is a nerd yet not in measures of a cliche being in the society... He wants change... He wants to defy paradigms... and he will do anything to say his soul in front... He will do it his way.... his manner... his words. Perfect is a reflection of the adventures in high school. An adventure that unfolds from the first step in a bisque classroom and never ends until you die. Thanks to my previous English teachers in Sophomore and Junior Hs. They're the reasons why I wrote this way. :)