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Guerra e Paz

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clássicos guerra historia leon paz tolstoi

O conflito armado entre as nações e o modo como isso afeta a vida de seus habitantes- esse é o tema, tristemente atual, de Guerra e paz. Estamos em 1805. Napoleão planeja ampliar seus domínios e, com um exército composto de 675 mil homens de quase vinte nacionalidades diferentes, inicia sua marcha em direção à Rússia. Mas a guerra está apenas começando. Tolstói mostra o conflito de um ponto de vista inusitado, descrevendo o dia a dia das tropas e apontando como as vitórias e derrotas acontecem, muitas vezes, por mero acaso. Os bastidores do poder, o jogo da política, as intrigas da corte, as tramas da sociedade são desvendadas em linguagem sutil e irônica que esta adaptação busca preservar, permitindo ao leitor um primeiro contato proveitoso com um dos mais importantes clássicos da literatura.All Rights Reserved

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The Possessive Gang Leaders Princess by 90sxroses

I sit down on my bike looking around the school parking lot. Listening to music, I stand up begin to walk through the student-less parking lot. Honestly, it's not like I meant to be late. My music cut out causing me to hear a whistle. I stop in my tracks and pull my headphones down to my neck. Turning around, I seen a group of men with one guy who just smirked at me. "You new here beautiful?" one of the guys asked. "What do you think Einstein?" cocking my brow. "Ohh. Challenging? I like." he says walking towards me, about two inches away. "Really?" biting my lip, as he continued walking towards me. He reaches out and grabs my hip, "Mmhmm," smiling down at me. Swiftly, I grab his hand, turn him around, kick him right above the back of his knee, and pushes down so he's on his knees in front of me in a position of which I could brake his arm, "What a shame, 'cause personally, I don't like fuck boys with various STD'S." I look at all the men in the group who had their jaws dropped, all except for one, "Touch me one more time, and I'll brake your arm in two." I stand and kick his back so he falls on the concert. "Anyone else?" they stare at me blankly. "Didn't think so." When fuck boy tries to get up, I take my foot and slam him back down. Looking back at the boys, I say, "Later boys." Then, I turn and leave. ~~~~ Truce Mane is a girl who recently moved to New York with her youngest niece and nephew along with her uncle Mike. Truce went through many things as a child. She still went through them. Her mother blamed her for everything. She would get into Street fights. As in, she would fight in a dark alley with whoever she could. Sounds bad, huh? Wrong. *** Dante Kings is the most feared gang leader across the world. While he does have his fuck and Chuck's, he's been looking for his princess. He vowed that when he found her, she'd be his and he would treat her like a queen. When the spit fire moves to town and believes he's finally found her. Has he?

OTMA: Till The End Of Time by ladypainkiller

The lives of the Last Grand Duchesses told from their perspectives. Olga~ I understood why he was given to me. Mama was already under much pressure. I felt the pressure from the executives and from her piercing stare, I was just a mere teenager at the time. Later on I had gotten scolded for his behavior. "Tatiana would have done a better job! You are the eldest Olga! The responsibility comes to you! Why can't you be more like your sister!" I will never forget those words, Why can't you be more like your sister? I ran out of the room crying that day. Tatiana~ I was woken up by the sound of yelling and doors being harshly opened. I sat up rubbing my eyes from the tiredness, it is most likely the middle of the night! My confusion is rapidly replaced with fear as five bolshevik guards entered our room, reeking of alcohol, drunk. Our dogs started barking, I was full of panic. We were in our nightly attire but we had our corsets filled with sown jewels hidden underneath, our secret. Maria~ I felt the comfort knowing that someone still cared and was looking out for me. I did not deserve his kind soul yet I still held onto him because he was the only thing that was separating me from the void of loneliness. I smiled at him then quickly looking away to find Olga staring at me across the dinner table with eyes beyond angry. Our eye contact lasted for a long time, I did not dare to look away. It was as if she was the predator and I was her prey, caught at the right moment. That was when I knew that this was the start of the end... Anastasia~ "Maybe they won't hurt us, just let her be in love"I supposed. "Love? What love? The love where we can't go outside? The love where they betrayed our family? The love where we can't have any damn privacy or the love where they wouldn't let us to england and leave us be! So you tell me Anastasia, what love?" "I know you are mad, but let her have this one thing, stop being unpleasant to her." I plead. -- Created in January of 2020

GoGo Tomago x Maler Reader by Deotakukids

You are a young man who his entire life lived in America. You have always been smart and been ahead of everyone in your class. You lived alone with your little sister (Who is 10) and when you had spare time at night, and could not build whatever you wanted due to the lack of money, you decided to try ad help with the crime in your city. As a way of letting your sister have a better life. You worked with what you had, and you were able to create two handguns that would shoot rubber bullets with electroshock effect. To make sure criminals would stay down without killing them. He would listen to the radio to see if there was any criminal activity. That was until you got accepted into your dream university "San Fransokyo Institute of Technology". Where you could build whatever you wanted. So you moved to Fransokyo, as your city's crime rate went way down, and your sister could have more opportunities there. After you arrived at your apartment you started your first day at the university to meet a young boy name Hiro Hamada, Honey Lemon, Wasabi, and Fred. But then there was Gogo Tomago, a young woman who caught your eye. Your first time meeting her was not exactly ideal, as you ended up knocking her bike over. Which she did not like very much. So you went home feeling awful, but your little sister made you feel better. You decide not to listen to the radio for crime, but after a few days you could not help yourself and tune in. To soon go into action after discovering a gang fight was about to go down, where innocents could get hurt. But little to your knowledge, there was already a hero group in the city. [Your fighting style is kind of like Red Hood. If you know who that is] I don't own any of these character from Big Hero 6.

"Goodbye Curly Head" by NUmaker

Through thick and thin the Law shall prevail. A new sense of purpose awaits us, children of light, in the land where it all began. The darkness in which we once cowered in fear, now curbed by the might of our endless light. Come, brothers, come, sisters. Let there be peace among the wicked, just as the Law dictates. Peace and certainty is all that you have ever longed for, little angel. A bright, stable future. A roof without holes above thy head. Acknowledgement and recognition of thy existence, feverish dreams of grandeur. Greed born from yearning, treacherous vines of rapacity taint your innocent soul. You seek a future that does not exist. Let thy fingers hold the fragile line between dream and nightmare. Let thy light navigate the path. Shall thee give in and falter, O' land of old, envelop his body in thy unending flame of chaos. Spit out nothing but an empty husk, the remnants of a smile once so bright. Shall thee prevail, O', Great Kazdel, I ask of you, the impossible - take mercy on the innocent. Don't let the radiance dim and don't let the mind turn bleak. Wake, young traveler. Bid thy farewells and burn thy bridges. It's time to say goodbye, curly head. Cross post from AO3. For a shorter and more on-point description, look no further! I had something silly written up before throwing it out in exchange for that wall of text upstairs. It's a little story "about a young, dumb sankta who's been dealt a bad hand at life, looking for his place in all this mess. The pointless search for a better future leads him far, far away from home, to a country forever ravaged by war and misery - Kazdel, the promised land where devils roam free and peace feels out of place." Anyway, it's quite lengthy, but hopefully enjoyable? Slide a comment if you want, I'll give you a tiny kiss on the forehead. Man, do I love comments. (Lastly, to point out, English is not my native language, but I don't think it'll be much of an issue ;3)

Worlds Apart: How To Establish A Superpower In Another World by RestingApathy

Alexei Alekseyevich Sokolov, Alyosha to his family was having one of those rare moments of peace. He's and as President of Russia, he's always got a lot on his plate, but today was different. For once, he was able to just relax with his wife, Elizaveta Andreevna Nikolaeva (Elia), and their three daughters Anastasia (Alya), Marina (Masha), and Daria (Dasha). They were all enjoying a simple picnic, and for a moment, everything felt... normal. Almost like nothing bad could ever happen. Then, out of nowhere, the sky flickered just a quick, blinding flash that only lasted a couple of seconds. Alyosha froze, eyes scanning the sky, wondering what the heck had just happened. His family looked around, equally confused. It came and went, leaving no trace, but something about it felt wrong. An hour later, the phone rang. The voice on the other end was frantic. Alyosha's stomach dropped as he rushed to the conference room. Being the president, he's used to receiving urgent news, but this was different. His generals didn't waste any time. Their words hit him like a punch to the gut: "Mr. President, Russia... has been transported to another world." At first, it didn't make sense. Russia's land was still the same familiar as ever. The sky, the air, the terrain it all looked like it always had but something was clearly off. The world beyond their borders was completely otherworldly. The landscape felt wrong, like it belonged to another era a realm born of legend and myth. Was this some kind of enchanted realm? The generals didn't have answers. What they did know was that Russia was no longer where it had been. Russia had been transported to a strange, fantastical world, one that defied all explanation. While the sky above them looked the same, everything around them felt like it came out of an epic medieval tale. The air thrummed with a strange energy and the lands beyond their borders held a mysterious, almost arcane quality. Magic? Creatures from legend? Nobody knew for sure.

The Life's Gambit|Rusame|Countryhumans by Orcaleee

"Oh hey! Who are you? Are you guys an audience of my everyday entertainment? Glad to be here, I'm your producer, ███." "Get on with the description, stop spewing nonsense." "Brother, am I supposed to?" "You are supposed to do that, yet you fail miserably." "Oh, I'll get on with it then." America, an ████████, who's on Earth goes back to the kingdoms. He meets Russia, the Northern prince or the ███████ on his first day and bonded with each other. Within a couple days of knowing each other, they realized their mutual goal to fight for justice and freedom and goes on a rampage to return the spots of monarchs back to their rightful people. And yet, after so long, they don't know much of each other. Russia, however, has another goal on his mind, given by me! Yours truly, ███! "Ok Mr. Producer, get a move on, there's more to do than this." "Come on, you know I don't get too many chances to do this." "Half the description is literally redacted. Plus, you get to do this like nineteen more times, don't be greedy." "It's not my fault the audience physically can't understand me!" "I'm ending this for you." ----------------------------------------------------------------- Very not historically and geographically correct I KNOW THE PACING IS TERRIBLE 🧍 THERE WILL BE RUSAME AT SOME POINT Very much inspired by rr and wwms This is like if rr and wwms had a child except the child is dumb

$Fallen Angel {COMPLETED%} by Miana_15$

The "Fallen Angel" is a story that is completely inside of my head, so it's original, so I am grateful if no one copy it. You can take it as an inspiration, but then please let me know so I can write your story on my book as I expect you to do the same, It's a win-win. If you want me to publish your stories, I'd be happy to do so. I do not own any video or image that I can post, there might be ones in with are edited, I am sorry if you are the creator and do not approve it's utilization, I'll gladly take it out, if you do not mind it, I thank you for the bottom of my heart. I am Portuguese so it may happen that I have a couple of mistakes, thank you for giving me the warning if this happens, I'll update if I find any errors in the mean time. Once I gain some time, I'll rewrite the story on another book in Portuguese. Kisses and hugs to all my Angels! And have a good reading! ;) Portugues: A "Fallen Angel" é uma história vinda completamente da minha cabeça, por isso agradecia que não a copiassem. Se quiserem a usar como inspiração estão á vontade para isso, mas se esse for o caso, por favor digam-me para que eu possa escrever o vosso livro no final dos capítulos para que vocês também tenham o meu apoio, espero que façam o mesmo entretanto. Se quiserem que publique as vossas historias terei muito gosto em faze-lo. Não sou dona de qualquer vídeo ou imagem que possa a vir a postar. Poderão estar editadas, se for o criador e não aprova a sua utilização, por favor diga-me, eu irei tirar de imediato, se não se importar, eu agradeço do fundo do coração, agradecia que se revelasse para que possa escrever quem é o autor. Sou portuguesa por isso pode acontecer ter erros, agradecia que me dessem o aviso se tal acontecer, eu irei corrigindo ao longo do tempo. Quando tiver tempo, eu irei traduzir o livro para a versão portuguesa Beijos e abraços para todos os meus Anjos! E tenham uma boa leitura! ;)

Jack: Book One in the Trilogy, the Battle Begins by gdorion

In Book 1, Jack conspires with friend Jeremy to undermine their racist, secessionist teacher's efforts to poison his students' minds with his benefits-of-slavery lectures. Will the students buy into it? Not if Jack has any say. The book is dedicated to my brother and to my old friend, Jack, the latter who, at 19, was killed speeding in his too-fast car, alone, in 1971. We met when I was a first grader at a Groton, Massachusetts parochial school. Jack was in second grade, I was in the first grade. One day Jack began teasing on the bus ride home so we got off at his bus stop to fight. I was little - he much bigger. He pinned me to the ground, forced me to quit. That kicked off our friendship that lasted years. Jack was a pitcher on the high school baseball team. He was so fast - somewhat wild. I was afraid to bat against him. He tried out for a professional farm team but didn't make it. He worked in the local factory and had no real career designs other than in sports which were the center of his life. Not long after his failed attempt(s) at major league baseball, he smashed into a tree at high speed on a quiet road early one morning. Jack had a 'hero complex' - needing to be the center of attention. He excelled at sports but wasn't interested in academics. He bet everything on his sports abilities that wowed neighborhood friends growing up. This story also is dedicated to both Jack and my brother, Paul, a friend of Jack's. Paul passed in January, 2016. I finally started Jack's story in 2000 when I began teaching in New York City. It dawned on me one day to transport Jack as a composite character - i.e., a character who has qualities and characteristics that Jack had but who also possessed ones he didn't have - into 1860's America. In the book, Jack becomes the hero - a status that mostly evaded him in real life. I think he would have been proud of the story. Many events are entirely fictional - some are not. All characters are fictional or partially so.

✔ A Minute in Heaven || Wattys 2017 by Hipster_Cicero

Before 1936, I was alone. Russia was in a state of chaos after the Bolshevik takeover at Petrograd. Vladimir Lenin was gaining power at a frightening rate. Outside of Russia, the world was at war with itself. After Archduke Ferdinand's assassination, Europe was plunged into turmoil. Everything was going insane. I wasn't alone in the familial sense. Although my mother died giving birth to my younger sister, Natalia, and my father was one of the ones killed in Petrograd, I still had my sisters. Katyushka was my older sister. She treated me with a maternal gentleness; in fact, it was she who made my scarf, which I still wear to this day. Natalia was my younger sister. She was very attached to me, and some might've called it obsessive, but I didn't blame her. When she was three, I had fallen very ill, and I almost didn't make it. Katyushka soon got over my near death, but since Natalia was so young, her mind never fully recovered. But even with my sisters, I was still alone. I was always trying to find some way for us to scrape by, which led me to spend most of my waking hours away from home. I had very few friends, and the friendships I had were shaky, at best. Whenever I tried to talk to anyone, they would ignore me or push me out of their ways, thinking I was just another street boy. Before 1936, I was alone. ... Under the Same Stars: Book One

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The Possessive Gang Leaders Princess

I sit down on my bike looking around the school parking lot. Listening to music, I stand up begin to walk through the student-less parking lot. Honestly, it's not like I meant to be late. My music cut out causing me to hear a whistle. I stop in my tracks and pull my headphones down to my neck. Turning around, I seen a group of men with one guy who just smirked at me. "You new here beautiful?" one of the guys asked. "What do you think Einstein?" cocking my brow. "Ohh. Challenging? I like." he says walking towards me, about two inches away. "Really?" biting my lip, as he continued walking towards me. He reaches out and grabs my hip, "Mmhmm," smiling down at me. Swiftly, I grab his hand, turn him around, kick him right above the back of his knee, and pushes down so he's on his knees in front of me in a position of which I could brake his arm, "What a shame, 'cause personally, I don't like fuck boys with various STD'S." I look at all the men in the group who had their jaws dropped, all except for one, "Touch me one more time, and I'll brake your arm in two." I stand and kick his back so he falls on the concert. "Anyone else?" they stare at me blankly. "Didn't think so." When fuck boy tries to get up, I take my foot and slam him back down. Looking back at the boys, I say, "Later boys." Then, I turn and leave. ~~~~ Truce Mane is a girl who recently moved to New York with her youngest niece and nephew along with her uncle Mike. Truce went through many things as a child. She still went through them. Her mother blamed her for everything. She would get into Street fights. As in, she would fight in a dark alley with whoever she could. Sounds bad, huh? Wrong. *** Dante Kings is the most feared gang leader across the world. While he does have his fuck and Chuck's, he's been looking for his princess. He vowed that when he found her, she'd be his and he would treat her like a queen. When the spit fire moves to town and believes he's finally found her. Has he?