Prohibition Stories

In the summer of 1928, the Overlook Hotel stands alone in the Colorado mountains-remote, immaculate, and deliberately unreachable. Open only a few months each year, the hotel has already earned a reputation among a certain class of guest: those wealthy enough, powerful enough, or famous enough to disappear for a while. As Independence Day approaches, a carefully curated group arrives for a private week-long celebration. Hollywood royalty fleeing the glare of studio scrutiny. Political figures eager to speak freely without consequence. Financiers, fixers, and discreet intermediaries whose fortunes depend on what is not recorded. They come by invitation, following rumors rather than advertisements-rumors of perfect discretion, unspoken indulgence, and a place where rules quietly dissolve. The Overlook promises what no city can in 1928: privacy. Prohibition does not apply here. Gambling exists behind closed doors. Affairs begin without witnesses. Deals are made without paper. And beneath the glamour of tuxedos, flapper dresses, champagne, and fireworks, something older and less easily named seems to watch from the long corridors and high timbered ceilings. Over the course of several days leading up to the Fourth of July, the guests indulge, negotiate, betray, and unravel-some discovering that the isolation they sought has sharpened their desires, while others find the mountain air brings buried impulses to the surface. The hotel does not judge. It does not intervene. It merely remembers. July 4th at the Overlook is a story about power, secrecy, temptation, and the thin veneer of civility that separates celebration from collapse. It explores how places-like people-can develop reputations, and how the promise of absolute freedom can be more dangerous than any explicit threat.

It's the mid 1920s, and Luke has finally saved up enough money to join his friends in the United States - something they had dreamed of since kids. Luke wants nothing more than to meet up with old pals Calum, Michael, and Ashton, and for the four to be best friends again like they were back in Australia, but it seems that living in prohibition era America has changed his friends more than he could imagine. Some of them seem to have gotten caught up in the lucrative illegal side of the roaring '20s, yet others seem to have been drawn to the opposite side. How will Luke fit in to this new setting; will he be able to fulfill his dreams of opening a tea and cake shop, or will he get sucked into illicit activities by his old friends? Warnings: Contains some language and, yes, illegal activities

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Rated PG-13 because some themes might be touchy subjects to some people. No smut. No gore. No profanity. Lucy, the first born of the noble and notably rich Trevana family, had it all; fine clothes, wealth, and even her own bodyguard... at least until her title was stripped of her. Being dubbed unfit of the family name due to her irresponsible lifestyle, her father, Fereydoun Trevana, declared that she must depart from their home and forsake the family name until such a time as she proved herself worthy. Left with nothing but a small sum of money, which she squanders in less than a week, and her best friend and body guard Rodney Marcel, Lucy must now learn to put an end to her riotous, albeit innocent, living while Marcel desperately fights to keep her away from speakeasies in the Callistan prohibition. As Lucy makes her way, she meets different people, each one changing her slightly for the better or worse, who drag her into the affairs of their lives and eventually get her and Marcel mixed up in political, economical, and religious disaster which threatens the safety of the whole solar system. Set in a futuristic version of our world in which the planets have been terreformed, For Want of a Name begins on Callisto in the city Galilea, but a sudden turn of events eventually brings them to the planet where life began and still thrives as the central power of the solar system, Earth.

(Humanized Lady and the Tramp Retelling)💫 In the swinging Jazz Age, Lady Jackson leads a privileged life of wealth. But on her eighteenth birthday things begin to change as she's ripped away from her sheltered life. A boy, with a strange name, takes her under his wing and teaches her to survive. They form a connection that transcends all social barriers and leaves them falling for eachother like the stars in the sky.

Society was built off of the backs of giants, giants that, until recently, thought that they were immortal. After a thorough display of just how mortal the heroes truly are, they decide to respond to their newfound weakness in different ways, with some taking it better than others. One in particular, Philza, takes a new approach to it and decides to call upon the next generation to help out, a notion that is extra surprising coming from him as he should be the one that doesn't forgive them. Tommy was going to be the strongest hero to ever live and that was that, no 'if's, 'but's, or 'and's about it. So what if his power is situational or his potential wasn't ranked high? He'll still beat everyone else up. After all, he's always wanted to be like his hero, and getting an offer to be part of the next generation of them lets him get one step closer to his dream. (Cover art credit goes to NorArts on Twitter)

Nathaniel Archer is an amateur detective, not knowing how to even find clues and such. It's his first assignment, and he is told to go scope out a speakeasy bar that is under an unpopular bar in a shady part of Chicago. The password is "Opening Day". Nathaniel doesn't understand what it means, but little did he know, the small description of "special people", doesn't mean crazy people who like to get drunk. It means people with crazy abilities.

On March 21st, 1926, a misfit bunch of thrill-seekers venture into the Everglades, hoping to stop a ritual that might bring about the end of civilization. But perhaps their nefarious foes could already be elsewhere? ☼ Runner-Up in the Equinox Adventure contest by Adventure Community (February/March 2016) ☼ Word count: exactly 2000

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Nova Montekino, Princess and heir to the Montekino Kingdom based on 1920s Slavic nations with improved industry and quality of life, meets a man by chance at her parents 500th anniversary of running the Kingdom. fed up with royal life she is enticed by his promises of a relatively new nation, a fictional version of 1920s United States, she joins him secretivly on an adventure to experience grand parties, a new, brilliant era of music, illicit acts and new relations. This is a fictional reimagination of the Roaring 1920s world in a fantasticle setting. While real nations will be renamed, with additional lore added on to the world and certain historical details removed or altered, they will be identifiable. Prohibition still stands strong in America however, leaving us with the magical wonder or the gin joint speak easy's

Pradhan Mantri Jan Dhan Yojana ensures that every Indian people should have their banking savings & deposit accounts to develop the poor section of the country. This scheme was launched with lot of benefits like: Insurance cover, Loan and Many more other features

During Prohibition, a waterman on the Chesapeake Bay works as a part time rumrunner, smuggling moonshine across the bay. Despite his wife's misgivings, he decides to make one final run.

In November of 1929, the last autumn leaves started a domino effect in Fall River. At a time when most give thanks, others lurk at society's fringes, waiting for a shot at revenge. Power. Redemption. A Mafia hit leaves Leo Riley homeless and at the mercy of Oguina, a powerful monster under an ancient curse. A hunter with skin in this game stalks the streets, playing cat-and-mouse with the creatures he's sworn to eliminate. The capo di tutti capi with a secret gazes into a moral abyss, threatening to take his men with him if he falls. All struggle to hold on to humanity. Unlikely allies join forces, fighting for their rights to Fall River's streets and their very survival. Some will fall, some will rise, but can there ever be a winner when crime and change come to call?

After the apocalypse aka the great war between Heaven and Hell ended it became silent in both teams .Many more years had pass and Gabriel the archangel had enough of boredom so he goes down to the human world and he saw how peaceful and sweet Crowley and Aziraphael are and quickly thought that,"If God knows what is happening now and just turning a blind eye and if i follow my heart will i be too known as a traitor" after that Gabriel disappeared to go to heaven not knowing Crowley saw him and smirk because he knows a new chapter will begin.

Loring & Pierce is an undertaker service in Vancouver which offers "Funerals furnished on the shortest notice." Ordained undertaker Jamie Loring Yuen and overqualified sexton Roderick Pierce are an unusual pair who are very good at their jobs. They claim to have the fastest turnaround time for funerals in the city, but sometimes they get requests that test even their skills to the limit. When a body appears on their doorstep one foggy night-stuffed in a sack and stripped of identification-Jamie and Roderick become embroiled in an international incident spanning from Vancouver to San Francisco. In an era of speakeasies and rum-running on the high seas, you can be sure that the undertaking business is booming! This story will be uploaded chapter by chapter, as they are written.

Zenjago 1920s Detective/Mafia AU Co-written with the love of my life, Sky <3 (@stormysky-) TRIGGER WARNINGS: - blood/gore - cursing - death/grief PREVIEW: "Detective Julien?" Skylar pressed the telephone receiver to his ear much harder than necessary. From across the office, Harper - Detective Smith - waited with bated breath. Beside her, Zap - Detective Farrow - crossed her fingers and her toes. "Good news, good news, good news," she muttered. Suddenly, Skylar groaned, slamming the phone down. "We've got another one," he relayed through gritting teeth. "Fucking gods." Harper resisted the urge to throw the very important papers stacked before her. "We have a serial offender on our hands, don't we?" Skylar grimaced, affirming the thought. "First Master, maybe I'll get lucky and be the next victim." - 🔍 - "Tally it up!" Ally exclaimed, slamming the door to their shared office open with a wide smile. "That's another one for me, which means-" She gestured at the chalkboard of tally marks with excited jazz hands. Morro sighed as he pushed himself up from his desk. "You're ahead," he finished dejectedly. "Catch up, old man." The boy narrowed his eyes over his shoulder, chalk now in hand. "We're the same age." Ally waved him off as she collapsed into her chair, admiring her work represented by the numerous tally marks accumulating under her name. "We should tell boss-man we're ready for more! I'm too good at this, it's lame now." "This early? Are we ready?" "Of course not," the woman laughed. "But wouldn't it be fun?" Morro couldn't help but grin as well. "For once, you aren't wrong." With that, he struck another tally on the board.