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Yes | 2024-12-11 19:15 | active | 1991 | 0 | To all my comedian friends... Do you have a clear Comedy Lens? How many different ways can you heighten? Is there an audio version, I hate reading? Happy Holidays! I'd love it if you'd check out my Amazon best-selling book Finding Your Funny Muscle: How to create laughs like a pro. The book shows you how to “flex” your ideas into funny, original, and relatable humor that gets big laughs—and makes you memorable for the right reasons. This proven blueprint includes: - How to develop your own brand of comedy by answering just four questions. - Five ways a ‘Comedy Lens’ helps you create original punchlines. - The exact joke framework pro comics have used to build their careers. - How to come up with A+ material—fast—using the Humor Blueprint. - 36 Humor Heightening Devices to consistently create fresh material. - A simple technique to avoid freezing and easily remember your ‘bits’. - All the laugh-getting tips and tactics from my 24-year career as a pro comedian, improviser, and comedy coach. Whether you’re a fan of comedy, an aspiring joke-slinger, or a working pro with an ‘itch’ to make it big, Finding Your Funny Muscle reveals the hard-won truth: you can learn to be funnier. If you're not a book learner, swipe left, but the rest of you please have a look: https://a.co/d/hJOv3Wn “The blueprint for how to be funny.” - Charna Halpern, author of TRUTH IN COMEDY & ART BY COMMITTEE. “Deceptively simple techniques.” - Kelly Leonard, The Second City (Exec. VP, President of Theatricals), “Yes And” (co-author), “Getting to Yes, And” (host). “A must-read for anyone looking to upgrade their humor game.” - Peter McGraw, coauthor of The Humor Code. #humorwriting #laugh #comedian #humor #standupcomedy #jokes #writersoftwitter #writers #standupcomedian #HowTo | LEARN_MORE | https://a.co/d/hnsyjOA | Mike Lukas | https://www.facebook.com/Mike.Lukas4/ | 381 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Learn more | 0 | a.co | VIDEO | https://a.co/d/hnsyjOA | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469816337_3883768835196981_4880890812466553055_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=UEiaLSOaYnsQ7kNvgFzPpFm&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AMtb7XNBqS1HRnfmyJz88DX&oh=00_AYC6m7i4mS5ODtL2ZSjVWkoUVgS0kqyAwFvc49FfwU6Pfg&oe=675FF591 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Mike Lukas | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Yes | 2024-12-11 21:25 | active | 1993 | 0 |
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Yes | 2024-12-11 19:21 | active | 1991 | 0 |
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Yes | 2024-12-11 19:13 | active | 1991 | 0 | A Life-Changing Scholarship Program | Kelly Clarkson on A Life-Changing Scholarship Program for Aspiring Teen Artists “When you give a child a dream, you give them a future.” – Kelly Clarkson Recently, on The Kelly Clarkson Show, I sat with Kendall, one of our incredible scholarship recipients, and she shared how Project Next Gen changed her life. "This program literally launched a trajectory for everything I’m doing now. I’m a senior commercial dance major at Pace University, I’ve joined a national Broadway tour, and now I know that everything I want to achieve in life is possible." At the heart of Project Next Gen is Gathered NYC, Broadway’s #1 Summer Training Program. This weeklong immersive experience brings talented young artists to New York City to train with Broadway directors, choreographers, and casting agents. Kendall shared how Gathered NYC opened her eyes: "I was just a dancer, but through Gathered NYC, I realized I could act, sing, and do it all. It showed me that my dreams were within reach." Through your support, we provide: ✔️ Full scholarships covering travel, meals, lodging, and materials. ✔️ Access to Gathered NYC’s world-class training in acting, singing, and dancing. ✔️ Mentorship and networking with Broadway’s top professionals. Every donation creates more stories like Kendall’s. It’s not just about Broadway dreams—it’s about building lives full of possibilities. Help change the trajectory of a young artist’s life. | LEARN_MORE | https://bwaycollective.com/nextgen/ | The Broadway Collective | https://www.facebook.com/bwaycollective/ | 20,557 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Learn More | 0 | bwaycollective.com | DCO | {{product.description}} | https://bwaycollective.com/nextgen/ | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469655172_554686760692851_3264379023012138416_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=QGgqINNuZRQQ7kNvgFzXpGz&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=ASC3qOhweOsxbd1h3FmLNJS&oh=00_AYAE67Rwrq_3wENpSDDOcy_CflK8YhuBhANPIpgyw3D9aQ&oe=67601629 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | The Broadway Collective | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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No | 2024-12-11 19:17 | active | 1991 | 0 | BEST CHRISTMAS GIFT UNDER $10 | EXCLUSIVE: 1-DAY SALE! 🚨 50% OFF TODAY ONLY on Facebook! All we ask is you SHARE THIS POST TO BE FAIR - we lose money if you don't! 😊 • Millions of happy customers i❤️ • Billions of plastic bags saved ♻️ AS SEEN ON TV WITH SHARK TANKS HOST Don't love it? Keep it free - that's our guarantee! 😊 Text "SALE" to 227226 for exclusive deals & updates! ALMOST OUT OF STOCK ⏰ WE PROMISE TO ALWAYS OVER DELIVER AND WE APPRECIATE ALL THE SUPPORT OVER THE YEARS CARCANS FOREVER ❤️ Don’t Forget to share this post it helps so much | ORDER_NOW | http://www.carcan.com/ | CarCan | https://www.facebook.com/CarCanOnline/ | 14,252 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Order Now | 0 | carcan.com | DCO | {{product.description}} | http://www.carcan.com/ | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469960059_1133457164841333_2837603587712461700_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=m0ZTUcQJ-f4Q7kNvgGdhuC1&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AWr0oFZqRaFegJ1FMnSv_O2&oh=00_AYD7i7C2rNn6X8DhVTKnfiZ4_cRJ9NsAgtR5rZLBKzGdgg&oe=676017A8 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | CarCan | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Save on "Vivaldi's Four Seasons at 300" | Les Arts Florissants, the renowned Baroque ensemble, joins violinist Théotime Langlois de Swarte to celebrate Vivaldi’s Four Seasons on its 300th anniversary, pairing it with music Vivaldi knew and inspired. | SHOP_NOW | https://am.ticketmaster.com/purdue/promotional-pag | Purdue Convocations | https://www.facebook.com/PurdueConvocationsIN/ | 16,584 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Shop Now | 0 | am.ticketmaster.com/purdue | CAROUSEL | Les Arts Florissants, the renowned Baroque ensemble, joins violinist Théotime Langlois de Swarte to celebrate Vivaldi’s Four Seasons on its 300th anniversary, pairing it with music Vivaldi knew and inspired. | https://am.ticketmaster.com/purdue/promotional-page?id=Mzg1 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469825206_1916239572201984_7417768929703193500_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=inA3335yeMwQ7kNvgFZFogp&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AEjbR3lLDsX2hTQjjIu8tCW&oh=00_AYBsnFrkmhbVjwQ9N-0Ebfyuh_aBkOVQ4BL6FzABwYOnlA&oe=675FF526 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Purdue Convocations | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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🔞Attention! Do not read in public！👉 | "I, Barrett Warren, vow with my life that I'll take no concubine! Carissa Sinclair shall be my one and only!" These were the words that convinced Carissa Sinclair, the daughter of general, to hide her martial talents and forsake her promising future to marry into the crumbling Warren family. Even on their wedding night, when Barrett was abruptly summoned to the battlefield, Carissa never complained. She used her dowry to support the struggling Warren household, waiting faithfully for his return. But she never imagined that when Barrett finally returned, the first thing he would do was marrying his new love... --- At Grace Mansion, Carissa Sinclair stared at the man before her—her husband she had waited for a whole year. Barrett Warren, still in his battle armor, wore an expression of both determination and guilt. "Carissa, the king has issued a royal edict for my marriage to Aurora." he said, his voice steady, " She will be joining our household. There's no question about it." Carissa's eyes clouded with confusion. "The queen dowager has praised General Yates as a model for all women in the kingdom. Would she be willing to be a concubine?" Barrett's eyes flashed with a hint of annoyance. "No, she won’t be a concubine. She’ll be my legal wife, equal to you." "But calling her equal doesn't change the fact that she’s still just a concubine," Carissa said, a soft smile playing on her lips. Barrett frowned. "Why can't you face the reality? Aurora and I fell in love with each other on the battlefield, and we earned this marriage with our glorified victory. In fact, I don’t really need your approval on it." Fell in love? Huh, looks like he is determined in breaking the vow he made a year ago... Carissa's soft smile wiped off by a mocking one, she had once believed Barrett’s victory would earn him a higher rank, freeing her from the burden of supporting the Warren household with her dowry. Yet instead, in exchange for his victory, he only asked the king for another woman's hand, and now he even dared to silence her with his so-called 'glorified victory'... Carissa felt a lump in her throat. Despite her disgust and reluctance, she asked, "What about your parents? Do they agree?" "They do. It was a royal edict, and Aurora is amicable. Mother liked her a lot upon seeing her, even her health seems to be improving." "Improving?" Carissa felt a whirlwind of emotions. "When you went to war, your mother was already gravely ill. I brought in the best physician, managed the estate’s affairs by day, and stayed up nights caring for her. That's how her condition started to improve." "But seeing Aurora has made my mother feel even better," Barrett said earnestly. "I know this is unfair to you, but for the greater good, please be generous enough to welcome Aurora." Carissa lowered her eyes, as if blinking away the tears. But inspected closely, that's actually her sharpened gaze. "Invite General Yates over. I have a few things to ask her." "There's no need," Barrett refused instantly. "Carissa, she’s different from any woman you know. As a general, she’s above household squabbles and wouldn’t want to meet you." Carissa retorted, "What are women I know like? Or tell me, what kind of woman am I to you? Have you forgotten? I'm also the daughter of the Marquis's family. My father and my six brothers sacrificed on the Southern Frontier three years ago-" "That’s them." Barrett interrupted, "You're still a delicate woman suited only for home comforts, while Aurora has no respect for that. Besides, she never holds back her true thoughts. Trust me, you won't want to hear it from her. Also rest assured. Mother has promised me that Aurora will never threaten your control of the household. Carissa, she couldn't care less about those things." “Oh, that's what you and mother think I fear? Losing the control of this household?” Carissa couldn't help but laughing. Little did Barrett know his household had been reduced to a hollow shell - managing it was a hot potato no one else would bear. Over the past year, it was Carissa's dowry alone that kept the Warren family’s life respectable, and this was her reward. “Enough,” Barrett snapped, his patience running thin. “I’ve done my duty by informing you. Your opinion won’t change anything.” As Carissa watched hum storm out, her bitterness deepened. “My lady, my lord has really crossed the line!” Lulu, Carissa’s maid, said, wiping her tears. “Don’t call him that!” Carissa gave her a stern look. “We never consummated the marriage. He’s not your lord. Now go fetch my dowry list.” “Why the dowry list?” Lulu asked, puzzled. Carissa tapped her on the forehead. “Silly girl, we need to reckon everything before we leave.” Lulu gasped. “Leave? But where can we go? To the Northwatch Estate?” Suddenly Lulu held her tongue, aware that she had touched the sensitive subject. She spared Carissa a guilty look, "I'll get the list now, my lady." Upon the mention of Northwatch Estate, the always restrained Carissa finally let her tears fall. When she was fifteen, her father, the Marquis of Northwatch, had sacrificed his life on the battlefield. Then, just six months ago, her entire family at the Northwatch Estate was brutally slaughtered — assassins rumored to be spies from the enemy nation, Westhaven. She rushed back after getting the news, only to find the dismembered bodies of her mother and grandmother. Even her youngest nephew, two years old, didn't escape death, neither. Now, she was the lone survivor of the marquis' family, the idea of restoring her family’s former glory seemed impossible—at least to outsiders. After all, she was presented mostly as a delicate, fragile woman, while Aurora Taytes had just made herself the first female general in history. It's only natural that the Warren family was more than happy to agree to the marriage. Yet, unbeknownst to the world, Carissa's martial talent was never beneath her father and brothers. If given a chance on the battlefield, she would definitely outshine Aurora Taytes, perhaps a million times more... Just then, Lulu had brought over the dowry list, "My lady, this year alone, you've spent over six thousand silver coins supporting the household. However, the shops, houses, and estates remain untouched. All the bank savings, along with the property deeds and land titles your mother left, are locked up in the chest." "I see." Carisse's gaze lingered on the list with melancholy. Her mother had given her such a substantial dowry, fearing she might face hardship in her husband's home. Yet now here she was. The Warren family had disregarded all her effort, and Barrett had even broken his vow to take no concubine - the very promise that led her mother to choose him over more eligible suitors, despite the Warren family’s fall from grace. 'Was this really the life mother wanted me to have?' It took Carissa no time to made up her mind. “Lulu, get prepared. There's somewhere we need to go tomorrow.” ... Early the next morning, Carissa and Lulu boarded a carriage, heading straight for the royal palace. It was noon by the time they arrived. Under the scorching autumn sun, Carissa and Lulu stood like statues in front of the palace gates. They waited for a full hour, but no one came to let them in. In the palace's study, Derek Walker had already reported Carissa’s arrival to the king three times. “Your Majesty, Mrs. Warren is still waiting outside the palace gates,” he repeated. The king, Salvador Quinton, set aside the document he was reading and rubbed his temples. “I can’t summon her in. The edict has been issued, and can't be taken back. Tell her to go home.” “The guards tried to persuade her, but she refused to leave. She’s been standing there for over an hour without moving.” Salvador felt a pang of guilt. “Barrett requested the marriage as a reward for his military service. I didn’t want to agree, either, but not granting it would embarrass both him and General Yates. They have after all won a big war.” “Your Majesty, when it comes to military achievements, no one can compare to the Marquis of Northwatch,” Derek countered. Salvador thought of Hector Sinclair, the Marquis of Northwatch. When Salvador was a crown prince who had recently joined the military, it was Hector who had guided him. Back then, he had also known Carissa when she was only a cute kid. Salvador himself had fought a bloody path to the throne, paved with death. He understood the struggles of military officers, so when Barrett requested marriage as a reward, Salvador had hesitated but eventually agreed. But Derek was right. In terms of military merit, Barrett and Aurora were far inferior to Hector Sinclair. “Alright, let her in. If she agrees to this marriage, I’ll grant her whatever she wants, even if it's a noble title or an official rank,” said Salvador. Derek breathed a sigh of relief. “As always, you're wise, Your Majesty!” ... Carissa knelt in the study with her head bowed. Recalling that Carissa was now the only one left in the Sinclair family, Salvador felt nothing but pity for her. "Rise and speak," he commanded. Carissa bowed deeply with her hands clasped. "Your Majesty, I know it's presumptuous of me to seek an audience today. But I also wish to implore for your grace." "Carissa Sinclair, I have already issued the edict of marriage. It's impossible to revoke it," Salvador said. Carissa shook her head gently. "Your Majesty, I'm not imploring you to reverse that edict, but imploring you for another edict - an amicable divorce with General Warren." The young king was taken aback. "Divorce? You want a divorce?" Carissa nodded her head firmly. She was never someone to pester some man. 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Yes | 2024-12-11 19:23 | active | 1991 | 0 | 🔥🔥 Click to Read 👉🏻👉🏻 | I have nowhere to sleep, no money, no job. I don't even have a way of contacting my family for help. All I have is this belief that my true love is out there waiting for me. But my heat is here and even though I've managed to hold off all these years, my time is up. I'm going to have to give in and get knotted by a pack that isn't mine. But I have one rule- No bonds. I'm going to screw these three big schlong men hard. ———————— "Passion fruit martini." I turn around, sipping my drink, and scan the crowd. I have to make this drink last. Just enough to look like I belong here. I glance down at my bag and discreetly shove it back against the bar. I can't afford to look homeless. I spot an alpha watching me. He's not big, but he's got an intensity that is almost scary. With a smirk in his direction, I turn back to the bar, casually popping up a foot. My boots are cute, my butt looks great. All systems are go. It would be impossible to miss the inferno of heat that leans over me. I suck in a breath and hold perfectly still. He's not touching me, but he's so close it wouldn't take much. "Have you heard of personal space?" I say, turning my head only enough to see him out of the corner of my eye. He's a blurry shape looming over me, but I don't feel threatened. Maybe I should. Strange. "I've heard of it. Never much cared for it, though." His voice is a soft drawl that goes straight into the spank bank. I have never been turned on by just a voice before. A huge hand slides down my shoulder along my upper arm, stopping before he hits my elbow. It's a completely innocent touch. It sets my body on fire. It's hard to breathe this shallow. As soon as I take a deep breath, my back presses against his chest. He rumbles. An actual rumble that I feel through the places where we touch. I close my eyes and will my self-control to return. "What's your name, beautiful?" I look down, trying to find some equilibrium, some willpower, and he vanishes from my mind in an instant. I scramble away from him, crouching awkwardly, searching for my bag. But it's gone as if it was never there. I whip my head around, searching through the crowd, looking for anyone with my backpack. All my clothes are in it. My money. The last of my food. The guy has vanished, but I'm almost in tears. What can I do? Ignoring everyone, I rush back and forth along the bar, looking between people's feet and searching to see if I can see it. When I can't, I realise it's been stolen and panic. The room spins, and I'm frozen still in the middle of everything, while it all turns into a blur. Only one thing stands out clearly. That guy I was looking at before, the one with the dangerous aura. He's a big guy in a tight black t-shirt, and I rush towards him like he has all my answers. When he turns slightly, I see the words written across the back of his shirt saying 'Security'. "Help me, please." The words tumble out of my mouth. He turns back to me and raises his eyebrows. He's got one golden eye and one pale blue one. I just have enough light to make that startling discovery. It makes him look even more dangerous. His hair is styled in silver and violet streaks, and when he smiles, it doesn't reach his eyes. "What do you need?" he asks, and now that I have his full attention, I'm wishing he was anyone else. I'd even take the drunk guy because he's almost as good looking as the guy at the bar. "My bag," I manage to force out. I blink rapidly, trying to shove this vision out of my mind and focus on what's important–all my worldly belongings. "I'm going to need a little bit more to work with than that, love." I clench my teeth and point to the bar. "My bag was stolen. Please, help me." "All right, when did you last see it?" "I was standing at the bar drinking my drink, and it was by my feet." "Did you go to the toilet or-" "No, I'd just got here. There was a guy, he leaned over me, and that's when I noticed it was gone." He nods and starts walking towards the bar. I follow on his heels and bounce off his back when he stops abruptly. "Hey, Hunter, seen anyone take her bag?" He just shouts it out across the bar. The bartender looks up, his eyes latching onto me, and shakes his head. He looks away immediately and smiles at a gorgeous blond. I'm jealous, I have to admit. What did I do to upset him? No, I don't care. My bag. He turns and makes his way towards us and looks me up and down. It makes me feel exposed and not in a bad way. In a way that makes me want to preen and climb up undressed onto the bar and wiggle for his attention. My cheeks heat. Where did that thought come from? "Who was hanging around her?" Hunter glances at the security guy and shrugs. "Just Crow." Crow? What kind of name is Crow? "Come on," the guy says into my ear. "This way." He leads me down the side of the bar and to a door that I hadn't even noticed. "What's this?" "We're going to check security footage," he grumbles. I follow him in, but when he turns left, I'm abruptly frozen, staring at the god who has just walked out of the room on the right. His eyes narrow, and he approaches me like a hunting cat. I suppress my nerves and steel my spine. He's got black hair to his chin, and his eyes are just as dark. He bites his lower lip as he looks me up and down, really slowly. "Oh, you look so much better from the front." I jolt at the recognition in hearing his voice. He lifts a hand and runs his fingers through my hair. "You're the guy with no idea of personal space," I accuse. His lips lift as he ducks down so we're on eye level. He pecks me hard and fast. I don't expect it. That's why I don't push him off me. I mean, it's a good excuse. I just have no excuse for why I pecked the stranger back. --- I PULL BACK WHEN I remember who I am and struggle past him. It is far too dangerous remaining in his presence. He's obviously far too potent to be allowed near people, and I am a weak omega currently. Weak and needy. If I had alphas like these, I'd never leave the bed. They are so, so hot. I jolt. They're alphas. I hadn't been aware of it on a conscious level, but now that I am, I catch the scent of licorice and taste it on my lips. The delicious scent almost makes me groan. I could lick him all day, all over and keep going. Send help! In the room that appears to be some kind of employee lounge or office or both, the guy with violet and silver hair is leaning over a computer screen, intently staring at some black and white footage. He frowns and turns, gesturing for me to come closer. He points, and I watch a woman pick up my bag and quickly exit the bar. "Can we catch her?" I ask anxiously, unknowingly clenching my fingers around the hard heat of his shoulder. As soon as I realise, I jump back with a squeak. "Listen, love, the chances of being able to find this person, let alone recover your bag, are about zero." I stand there, my ears ringing as my existence crumbles around me. My situation is compounding on me, leaving me shaking and dizzy. Homeless. No food, water, job, money, clothes. All I have left is my body. Am I going to have to sell that? "Hey? You all right?" I shake my head. No, I'm not all right, I haven't been all right since I left home. I've been running, trying to find the something better to prove that I can be someone, and all I've done is fail. Over. And. Over. What is so unloveable about me? Why don't I deserve love? I reach out to catch the wall, but I miss and end up staggering back, my legs collapsing. Arms catch me and hoist me up. "What'd you do to her, Saint?" The violet and silver-haired man glares at whoever is holding me. When my legs still don't hold me, I'm lifted bridal style into powerful arms. I find myself studying the hot bartender, I stare at his strange eyes, hypnotized. So pale with those striking rings. Is he wearing contacts? "No, I'm not." I blink and realise he's answered my question. Crow gets all up and over me, causing my stomach to flutter wildly. I can still taste him on my lips. I stiffen as he reaches out, putting a finger under my chin and turning my head towards him. "What was in the bag?" I burst into tears. "Everything." Hunter jostles me and moves to sit down. "It's going to be okay. You're going to be just fine. Just get it out. You're safe here." I cry until my eyes feel puffy and fall silent. His hand strokes my upper arm and we've got an audience of two peering at me anxiously. "Have you got somewhere to stay?" Hunter asks slowly. His voice is deeper than the other two. I open my mouth, and then shut it with a snap. "Money?" My cheeks burn. "Family?" I look down at my hands. "I'm guessing the only clothes you've got are what you're wearing?" "I'll be fine," I whisper. "I don't think so," Hunter says with finality. "What's your name?" "Bethany Raines." "Bethany, beautiful name," Crow purrs and comes in with a black silk handkerchief that he uses to mop up my tears and wipe my nose. I'm too astounded by his actions to even think about protesting. I just stare at him because no one has done that for me since I learned to walk. They seem to stop and have this silent conversation. It reminds me so much of Kelly and Raider that another pathetic tear slips from my eye. I miss them so much. "Right, well. Here we are. You're just going to have to come home with us until we can get you on your feet." 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😍Read the next chapters👉 | At Grace Mansion, Carissa Sinclair stared at the man before her—her husband she had waited for a whole year. Barrett Warren, still in his battle armor, wore an expression of both determination and guilt. "Carissa, the king has issued a royal edict for my marriage with Aurora. She will be joining our household. There's no question about it," said Barrett. Carissa's eyes clouded with confusion. "The queen dowager has praised General Yates as a model for all women in the kingdom. Would she be willing to be a concubine?" Barrett's eyes flashed with a hint of annoyance. "No, she won’t be a concubine. She’ll be my legal wife, equal to you." "But calling her equal doesn't change the fact that she’s still just a concubine," Carissa said, a soft smile playing on her lips. Barrett frowned. "Why can't you face the reality? Aurora and I fell in love with each other on the battlefield, and we earned this marriage with our glorified victory. In fact, I don’t really need your approval on it." Carissa smiled mockingly. "Fell in love, huh? Have you forgot what you promised me before you left for war?" On their wedding night a year ago, Barrett was called away to lead reinforcements on an expedition. Before he left, he lifted his wife’s veil and vowed, "Carrisa Sinclair, you're the only woman I'll ever love in my life. I will never take a concubine!" Embarrassed, Barrett avoided her eye contact. "Just forget what I said. Back then, I only considered you a suitable match for a wife. I knew nothing about love until I met Rory." When he spoke of the woman he loved, his eyes softened with deep affection. Turning back to Carissa, he added, "She’s unlike any woman I’ve ever met. I love her deeply, and I hope you'll be generous enough to welcome her." Carissa felt a lump in her throat. Despite her disgust and reluctance, she asked, "What about your parents? Do they agree?" "They do. It was a royal edict, and mother liked her a lot upon seeing her." They agreed? Huh... How ironic! Seems like everything Carissa had done for this household had all been for nothing. "Is she currently in the mansion?" Carissa asked, lifting a brow. Barrett carried a softness in his voice, "Yes, she’s talking to my mother and making her very happy. Even mother's health seems to be improving." "Improving?" Carissa felt a whirlwind of emotions. "When you went to war, your mother was already gravely ill. I brought in the best physician, managed the estate’s affairs by day, and stayed up nights caring for her. That's how her condition started to improve." Carissa wasn’t seeking praise. She was just laying out the facts of her exhausting year. "But seeing Aurora has made my mother feel even better," Barrett said earnestly. "I know this is unfair to you, but for the greater good, please support Aurora and me." Carissa lowered her eyes, as if blinking away the tears. But inspected closely, that's actually her sharpened gaze. "Invite General Yates over. I have a few things to ask her." "There's no need," Barrett refused instantly. "Carissa, she’s different from any woman you know. As a general, she’s above household squabbles and wouldn’t want to meet you." Carissa retorted, "What are women I know like? Or tell me, what kind of woman am I to you? Have you forgotten? I'm also the daughter of the Marquis's family. My father and my six brothers sacrificed on the Southern Frontier three years ago-" "That’s them," Barrett interrupted. "you're still a delicate woman suited only for home comforts, while Aurora has no respect for that. Besides, she never holds back her true thoughts. Trust me, you won't want to hear it from her." As Carissa looked up, the striking beauty mark under her eye became more evident in the light. Calmly, she said, "It’s fine. If she says anything unpleasant, I’ll ignore it. A true matriarch must understand the bigger picture and act with dignity. Don’t you trust me?" Barrett sighed in frustration. “Why put yourself through this? The king has approved this marriage, and Aurora will never threaten your control of the household. Carissa, she couldn't care less about those things.” “Oh, you think that's what I fear? Losing the control of this household?” Carissa countered. Little did Barrett know his household had been reduced to a hollow shell - managing it was a hot potato no one else would bear. Over the past year, it was Carissa's dowry alone that kept the Warren family’s life respectable, and this was her reward. “Enough,” Barrett snapped, his patience running thin. “I’ve done my duty by informing you. Your opinion won’t change anything.” As Carissa watched hum storm out, her bitterness deepened. “My lady, my lord has really crossed the line!” Lulu, Carissa’s maid, said, wiping her tears. “Don’t call him that!” Carissa gave her a stern look. “We never consummated the marriage. He’s not your lord. Now go fetch my dowry list.” “Why the dowry list?” Lulu asked, puzzled. Carissa tapped her on the forehead. “Silly girl, we need to reckon everything before we leave.” Lulu gasped. “Leave? But where can we go? To the Northwatch Estate?” Suddenly Lulu held her tongue, aware that she had touched the sensitive subject. She spared Carissa a guilty look, "I'll get the list now, my lady." Upon the mention of Northwatch Estate, the always restrained Carissa finally let her tears fall. When she was fifteen, her father, the Marquis of Northwatch, had sacrificed his life on the battlefield. Then, just six months ago, her entire family at the Northwatch Estate was brutally slaughtered — assassins rumored to be spies from the enemy nation, Westhaven. She rushed back after getting the news, only to find the dismembered bodies of her mother and grandmother. Even her youngest nephew, two years old, didn't escape death, neither. Now, she was the lone survivor of the marquis' family, the idea of restoring her family’s former glory seemed impossible—at least to outsiders. After all, she was presented mostly as a delicate, fragile woman, while Aurora Taytes had just made herself the first female general in history. It's only natural that the Warren family was more than happy to agree to the marriage. Yet, unbeknownst to the world, Carissa's martial talent was never beneath her father and brothers. If given a chance on the battlefield, she would definitely outshine Aurora Taytes, perhaps a million times more... Just then, Lulu had brought over the dowry list, "My lady, this year alone, you've spent over six thousand silver coins supporting the household. However, the shops, houses, and estates remain untouched. All the bank savings, along with the property deeds and land titles your mother left, are locked up in the chest." "I see." Carisse's gaze lingered on the list with melancholy. Her mother had given her such a substantial dowry, fearing she might face hardship in her husband's home. Yet now here she was. The Warren family had disregarded all her effort, and Barrett had even broken his vow to take no concubine - the very promise that led her mother to choose him over more eligible suitors, despite the Warren family’s fall from grace. 'Was this really the life mother wanted me to have?' It took Carissa no time to made up her mind. “Lulu, get prepared. There's somewhere we need to go tomorrow.” ... Early the next morning, Carissa and Lulu boarded a carriage, heading straight for the royal palace. It was noon by the time they arrived. Under the scorching autumn sun, Carissa and Lulu stood like statues in front of the palace gates. They waited for a full hour, but no one came to let them in. In the palace's study, Derek Walker had already reported Carissa’s arrival to the king three times. “Your Majesty, Mrs. Warren is still waiting outside the palace gates,” he repeated. The king, Salvador Quinton, set aside the document he was reading and rubbed his temples. “I can’t summon her in. The edict has been issued, and can't be taken back. Tell her to go home.” “The guards tried to persuade her, but she refused to leave. She’s been standing there for over an hour without moving.” Salvador felt a pang of guilt. “Barrett requested the marriage as a reward for his military service. I didn’t want to agree, either, but not granting it would embarrass both him and General Yates. They have after all won a big war.” “Your Majesty, when it comes to military achievements, no one can compare to the Marquis of Northwatch,” Derek countered. Salvador thought of Hector Sinclair, the Marquis of Northwatch. When Salvador was a crown prince who had recently joined the military, it was Hector who had guided him. Back then, he had also known Carissa when she was only a cute kid. Salvador himself had fought a bloody path to the throne, paved with death. He understood the struggles of military officers, so when Barrett requested marriage as a reward, Salvador had hesitated but eventually agreed. But Derek was right. In terms of military merit, Barrett and Aurora were far inferior to Hector Sinclair. “Alright, let her in. If she agrees to this marriage, I’ll grant her whatever she wants, even if it's a noble title or an official rank,” said Salvador. Derek breathed a sigh of relief. “As always, you're wise, Your Majesty!” ... Carissa knelt in the study with her head bowed. Recalling that Carissa was now the only one left the Sinclair family, Salvador felt nothing but pity for her. "Rise and speak," he commanded. Carissa bowed deeply with her hands clasped. "Your Majesty, I know it's presumptuous of me to seek an audience today. But I also wish to implore for your grace." "Carissa Sinclair, I have already issued the edict of marriage. It's impossible to revoke it," Salvador said. Carissa shook her head gently. "Your Majesty, I'm not imploring you to reverse that edict, but imploring you for another edict - an amicable divorce with General Warren." The young king was taken aback. "Divorce? You want a divorce?" Carissa nodded her head firmly. She was never someone to pester some man. If Barret Warren loved Aurora Yates so much, then she would let him go. 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