Edison Stories

Updates every weekend, with occasional bonus posts on Wednesdays. Willow Locke, a teenage immigrant living in turn-of-the century Manhattan, must find the strength within her to protect her family from an insidious corporate plot to destroy the unions. Her father and sister are primary targets, marked for death. By chance she falls in with reclusive fallen inventor, Nikola Tesla, who begins to build the weapons she needs to single handedly combat the deadly Pinkertons, a private militia hired by the corporation. Her partner in the investigation is an English schoolboy and a brilliant intellectual, James Whitcomb. Just as their partnership as detectives begins to blossom into love, or infatuation, James encounters a deeper evil within the corporation, an undying thing called the Amilech. The revelation comes too late to save him from infection. Can Willow save the boy she loves and protect her family? No one is safe. Danger is everywhere in this high-tech supernatural thriller. Updates every weekend. Thank you for reading! Please message me and share your stories! Willow Locke, Anarchist Detective is a steampunk science fiction thriller with a supernatural edge set in New York City in 1910. The story is built around the pivotal events of the labor movement. The novel includes depictions of anarchist Emma Goldman and suffragettes Alva Belmont and Clara Lemlich. The framework of historic events supports a story of dark magic and technological innovation. The Willow Locke Play list: https://open.spotify.com/user/12150136528/playlist/0r6byn1EppP2ov4jKmhAnl Music to set the atmosphere for the novel.

Stephen Foster wrote more than two hundred songs. He wrote the soundtrack of nineteenth-century America. He died on the floor of a boarding house on the Bowery on January 13, 1864. In his pocket was thirty-eight cents and a scrap of paper with four words on it. Dear friends and gentle hearts. That is what America paid him. Beautiful Dreamer: The Math Never Fucking Worked traces the systematic extraction of value from artists across eight hundred years - from anonymous monks copying music in stone buildings to the algorithms deciding who gets heard today. Jimmie Rodgers recording his last songs on a cot because he needed the money. Hank Williams dying in a Cadillac on a West Virginia road at twenty-nine. Robert Johnson signing away his catalog for a session fee. Syd Barrett replaced and discarded while Pink Floyd kept the name he gave them. Layne Staley found dead in his Seattle apartment two weeks after the fact. Chris Cornell and Chester Bennington gone in sixty-four days. Different decades. Different genres. Different technology. The same math. The arrangement was never designed to work for the artist. It was designed to extract from the artist. That is not a conspiracy. It is a business model. It has been running since the twelfth century and it is running right now. This is that story.

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This are those that i posted on my roleplay account. Just a short ones so... Hope you read! - y s s a l u n a ♥

Extented Ver. of 'This Way' by brokengalaxies Prologue: It’s been thirteen months since Kevin left. Edison, himself, locked up and kept himself from anyone else. He kept on blaming himself as the cause of Kevin’s death. If it wasn’t because of him, Kevin should have been living just like normal people live. One day, on a quiet afternoon, Edison stood in front of a cliff of the mountain where he and Kevin always hang out. Looking down, you can see a very large body of water, which has a very deep color of blue. For his last ten seconds, he said, “I should have followed you that day.” And there, he jumped.

18thBlossoms One Shot Story Written by: Miss_Dangwa Kakaibang kakayahan na makita ang hinarahap ng isang tao ang nag papanatiling nag papalakas sa kanila. Ngunit nang dahil sa pag iiba ng kanila kakayahan ay doon nila malalaman na para sa kanila ang hinaharap na nakita nila.

Phoenix moves into the house of Anubis.