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The Cardinal's Bride, Interlude: Meanwhile Back at The Ministry

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Something a little different while I finish up Chapter 7. I think it's time we met Secondo and get a taste of what life is like at his casino, The Ministry. Thank you to @tasty-ribz for the very very nice gambler/cowboy Secondo art. And thank you to @kissingghouls and @writingjourney for being thirsty for Secondo and cheering me (and him) on.

~ Secondo, Mist, Cirrus and Alpha (no pairings, alternate universe, gun violence, lots of swearing, nsfw 18+ only, mdni, 1,600 words) ~

“Copia did what?”

Secondo watched as Alpha nervously shifted from foot to foot. The Ghoul took their hat off and cleared their throat before continuing.

“He, uh, kidnapped Saltarian’s fiancé. Sir.” 

Of all the fucking stupid things his brother could have done.  He clenched his fists on top of his desk and resisted the urge to flip the damn thing over.  When would Copia learn to let shit go?

“How did you find this out?”

“There was a courier that rode through about an hour ago.  Dropped off the usual warrants and some new wanted posters from around the area.”  Alpha pulled a folded piece of paper out of his pocket and nervously set it in front of him.  “This was in there too.”

Secondo unfolded it and gritted his teeth.  There was the familiar picture of his little brother that was posted everywhere that had a damned window but next to it was a picture of a young woman.  He got progressively angrier as he skimmed over the text. The Cardinal and his band of Ghouls kidnapped the generous Mr. Saltarian’s fiancé.  The poor woman was being held for ransom less than a month away from her wedding.  It ended with a quote from the banking magnate that a hefty award would be given to anyone with info on the whereabouts of the devil worshiping outlaws. 

Unholy fuck. 

“Should I wake up the sheriff?”

“What do you think?”  He crumbled up the paper and set it on his plate from dinner.  Reaching into his pocket he pulled out a cigar and his matches.  “Wake Omega up instead.  I need to know where the fuck mio fratellino is.”

“On it.  I’ll have him come here right away.” 

Secondo ran a gloved hand through his hair and took a few puffs on the cigar to get it going.  After it was lit he flicked the match onto his plate, watching as the paper began to burn.  His eyes flicked back to Alpha and he called out to him before he left his office. 

“Deputy…don’t tell anyone about this, do you understand?”

“Got it, Papa.”  

He nodded towards the door but it burst open before Alpha had even turned around.

“What now?”

Mist narrowed her eyes at Secondo’s tone as she shoved past Alpha. 

“Got a problem on the floor. Some asshole thinks Cirrus is cheating him at poker.”

Secondo pushed his chair away from his desk and ripped open a drawer. His gun belt rested inside, something he rarely wore anymore. Mostly because he was always too tempted to shoot anyone that pissed him off. 

“She’s supposed to be playing the piano.”   Secondo settled the belt around his hips and then grabbed his jacket off the back of his chair.  “Who the fuck is on stage right now?”

“Cowbell.”

Fucking Cowbell.  He straightened his jacket and stalked around his desk, glaring at Alpha when the deputy still hadn’t left. 

“Shouldn’t you be doing something?”

Secondo narrowed his eyes when Alpha hesitated. 

“Uh, are you going to shoot someone?  I could stick aro—“

“You’ll do what I fucking tell you.”  

Alpha held his hands up and quickly turned, heading out of the office. He could hear the Ghoul’s boots thunking down the hall as he went. 

“You ready?  Cirrus might’ve killed him by now.”

“I’m not that lucky.”  

Mist snorted and turned on her heel, Secondo trailing behind her as she headed out and down to the casino floor.  Secondo used the walk to check things over.  He could hear the piano playing and Cumulus’s voice accompanying it.  The sounds of glasses clinking and dice hitting tables got louder as the pair started down the stairs.  The place wasn’t particularly busy tonight, but there was still a low hum of chatter from the patrons.  Secondo easily picked up the sound of an angry customer as they started weaving through the tables. 

“I know you fucking cheated so just admit it!”

“You can say it as many times as you want, asshole.  It ain’t gonna make it true.”

“I know what I saw, you had cards up your sleeve!  I didn’t come to this shithole to be cheated on.”  The man took a step towards where Cirrus was still seated and spit at her feet.  “Especially not by a woman.”

“I don’t know sweetheart, you look like the kind of guy that gets cheated on by women a lot.”

“You fuc—“

Secondo had reached them right as the man advanced on the Ghoulette.  He held a hand out and stopped his progress, splaying his fingers wide on his chest and shoving him back away from the table.  

“What’s the problem here?”

“The problem is this stupid bitch has been cheating and costing me money!”

Cirrus slammed her fist down onto the table and jumped to her feet. 

“If you say I cheated one more fucking time I’m going to slice your damn throat.”

“You’re a fucking che—“

“That’s enough.”  Secondo once again had his hand on the man’s chest but this time he grabbed his shirt in his fist. He yanked him closer, blowing smoke down into his face.  “My games are fair.  My employees don’t cheat.  I think you’re just having a bad night friend.”

“I ain’t your friend.”  He shoved away from Secondo, stumbling back and falling onto his ass.  “Should’ve known a bunch of Satan worshippers would cheat.”

Secondo narrowed his eyes and took a step toward him. He pushed the right side of his jacket back and tucked his thumb into his belt so his palm was close to the handle of his revolver. 

“Care to repeat that?”

“You heard me.  Everyone knows about you guys.  Fucking sacrificing people and animals and shit.”

“Well if you believe the rumors why did you come here?  For someone with such a strong moral code you seem willing to revel in sin.”  Secondo smirked when Mist stepped close and lifted up on her tiptoes to whisper in his ear.  “You even spent the night with one of my fallen angels.”

“That’s a lie!”

“Liars.  Devil worshippers.  Cheaters.”  He shook his head as he stared the man down.  “Serious accusations from a drunk that can’t back them up.”

Secondo smirked when the man growled and clumsily got to his feet.  He was itching for the man to try something, honestly for anyone to try something tonight. His anger over what Copia had done was simmering in his veins.

“Oh I can back them up.”  The man straightened his clothes and then reached towards his belt.  “But first I’m gonna shoot you in your smug fucking face.”  

���Are you?”  Secondo clicked his tongue and let his palm rest on the handle of his revolver.  “What a pity.  I had plans for later.”

“Yeah well fuck your pl—“

The man had finally gotten a grip on his gun and pulled on it, but he barely had it out of the holster before a gunshot rang out and echoed through the now quiet casino.  Secondo watched as his body jerked and collapsed in on itself.  The bullet had lodged between his eyes, blood quickly pouring from the wound and dripping onto the floor.  Secondo grimaced for a moment before he turned to look at Mist.

“Take care of this please.”

“Yes, Papa.”

Mist pointed at some nearby Ghouls and snapped her fingers.  While Earth and Water lifted the body up Secondo uncocked his gun and spun it back into its holster.  He turned and took a few steps towards the bar before glancing back at Cirrus.

“Cirrus, a moment por favore.”

As he walked towards the bar he shot a look towards the quiet stage.  Cowbell took the hint and started playing again, Cumulus’s voice joining not long after.  At the bar he leaned against the front of it and nodded towards Air who quickly poured him a whisky.  The liquid burned down his throat, but he held the glass out for a refill.  Before he could tip that back Cirrus stepped up to his side and slipped the glass out of his hand, coughing after she swallowed the contents.

“Lucifer, how do you drink this?”

“You get used to it.”  Secondo held his hand out for his glass and nodded towards Air again.  As the Ghoul filled it once more he met the Ghoulette’s eyes.  “Are you that bored?”

“Can you blame me?  There’s nothing to do.” 

He raised an eyebrow at her statement, downing his drink in one gulp.  When Air filled it once more he handed it to Cirrus.

“Let me guess, you’d rather be riding around with my brother.”

“Well yeah, those shitheads need my help.”

“Do they?”  Secondo watched her throat move as she gulped the drink down.  “Help with what exactly?”

The only answer he got was Cirrus coughing as the liquid burned her throat again.  The fact that she wouldn’t meet his eyes was answer enough though.  Copia’s Ghouls were loyal to a fault.  When she finally spoke, Secondo froze.

“Don’t you want revenge?  For what Saltarian did?”

Secondo sighed and held his hand out for the glass, holding Cirrus's gaze when she handed it back.

“What I want is to live my life without looking over my back waiting for the next Saltarian.”  He also wanted more whiskey and another cigar.  Cirrus sighed and started to turn to head back to the poker tables, but Secondo shot a hand out and grabbed her wrist. “I also would like you to take over for Cowbell please.” 

Cirrus nodded her head, but when Secondo didn’t let go she turned back to him.  He brought his other hand around and slipped his fingers into her sleeve. When he pulled out the two aces she had stuffed up there he smirked at her and flicked them behind the bar. 

“Oh no, how did those get there!”

Secondo snorted and let go of her before pointing towards the stage.

“Piano, please.”  He winced as Cowbell hit a few wrong notes.  “Before I shoot him too.”

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Scenes from the Void AU Ages and Timelines Masterpost

Note, this is my AU. Ages and years are different. Also they're Americans. Why? Rule of cool, bro🤘

Primo

b. 1953 New York City d. 2001 Ministry HQ

Irving Robert Olson Parents: Nance and Nihil

Left the Church in 1960 with Nance, returned after her death in 1972.

Bodyguard for Mater Emeritus Jocasta 1972-1979, Groundskeeper/Super for Ministry HQ until elevation

Papa Emeritus: 1994-2000, died from exhaustion caused from the Papa Emeritus Curse

Secondo

b. 1961 Ministry HQ

Michael Aulenbach changed to Michael Leider in 2008 Parents: Rebecca and Nihil

Rebecca passed over for a promotion to Mother Imperator due to her surprise pregnancy (the magic ritual would kill the fetus)

Child prodigy pianist. Tours eastern United States as "Modern Mozart" from the ages of 6 to 10. Piano teacher to this day.

Magician of the Church 1977-2008. Head of the Conclave of Magicians 1990-1999. Papa Emeritus II 2001-2008.

Married Sandra Leider in 2006. Three children Paul (2004), Eden (2010) and Samuel (2013). Left the church in 2008 to help Sandra's family run the Leider Memorial Home. Funeral Director.

Terzo

b. 1965 Milan Ministry location d. March 2018 Ministry HQ

Arsenio Moretti Parents: Nihil and a Catholic novitiate only known as "Maria"

Fathered during Nihil's first major tour of Italy. Mother died and so he was returned to Nihil in the US in 1969.

1984 Last seen at Bishop Camino's funeral in NYC. Missing for two years, returned to Ministry in 1986 and never speaks about it to anyone (except Omega eventually) Now has photography and filmmaking skills.

Director of promotional materials, films Primo's tours 1994-2000. Elevated to Cardinal in 1998. Choir Director until his elevation to Papa Elect in 2004.

Summons Omega in 2005.

Papa Emeritus III 2008-2017. Forcibly removed from office 2017 for [REASONS REDACTED].

First Papa Emeritus formally executed by the Church in 300 years for the crimes of [REDACTED]. (you will have to read hehehe)

Copia

b. 1976???? Unknown

Copia is his real name. Unknown origin. Unknown parents, although raised as prev characters' youngest brother.

Found by Primo in mysterious circumstances in 1979. Parental figure found murdered. (My fic Violence and Gentleness focuses on this mystery)

Raised primarily by Primo. Homeschooled by Rebecca until 13. Secondo is his piano teacher.

He had a very strong bond with both Primo and Secundo and considers them father figures. Primo taught him how to be a moral person and Secondo taught him how to be an intelligent person. Secondo started teaching him piano at the age of five and by fifteen he was learning on the organ.He had an interest in math and science and pursued that at the academic level. He was the first of the family to actually go to a college outside of the Ministry. He graduated top of his class as a CPA in 1997, and immediately began working under the Head Treasurer. He was head treasurer for the Ministry from 2005-2017.

Met Cardinal Marian in 2006 was in a relationship with her until 2017, then back again in 2019.

Elevation to Cardinal 2010. Elevation to Papa Elect 2012. Finally Papa Emeritus upon Nihil's death in 2019.

Nihil

b. 1930 Milwaukee, WI d. 2019 onstage Mexico City

Robert Irving Olson Parents: Betty and Irving

Father gambler and alcoholic. Mother church organist. Church choir and guitarist. Older brother Archie lost at sea in 1946 (WWII Navy). Forced to drop out of school and work to support family in machine shop. Ran away from home in 1947. Rode the rails with the nickname "Zero". Picked up by the Satanic Church of the Void in NYC 1950. Multi-instrumentalist in Bishop Camino's house band until 1958. Odd jobs all throughout his life from taxicab driver, singing telegram, model, busker, roadie, trucker, etc.

Transferred to Ministry HQ thru Bishop Camino's recommendation. Brought Nance and Primo with him. Affair with Rebecca led to Secondo's birth and Nance leaving the church altogether. Elevated to Papa Emeritus 1963. First American Papa since Papa Camino in 1940s. Sister Imperator 's first Construct (after she underwent her magical rite she bestowed on him the Curse to make him Papa). Toured Italy and Europe 1964-1965. Secret bastard child Terzo discovered in 1969.

Got his ghouls terminally addicted to slot machines in 1972, foisted from position for that mistake. Protegee Jocasta took over until 1979.

Personal Assistant to Sister Imperator 1972-1984. Leader of the College of Cardinals 1986-2017. Return to Papa Emeritus 2017-2019.

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COWBOYS FROM HELL . SECONDO

Pairing: Outlaw!Secondo x Fem!Reader (crossover between Ghost and Red Dead Redemption and Copia is part of the bloodline because I can).

Summary: Tales of the Emeritus Brothers have traveled every corner of the Wild West since dawn of time. You had heard about them for the first time when you were a child. Your grandfather would sit outside and paint a world of chaos and destruction to you. For most of your life, that was what they were. Tales. Until their rage fell upon you and the tales turned to reality. Or the one where our beloved Papas are the leaders of a gang in the 1899 Wild West.

Word count: 4.3k

Warnings: Graphic depctions of violence, minor character death, implied/referenced talk about rape, objectification, mentions of blood, mentions of a large abdominal wound, dubious morality.

Parts: One (Cowboys from Hell) | Two (Wounds, stews and silver masks)

Notes: Will I ever continue this? Will this turn into an enemies to lovers thing? Will our boys have a redemption arc? Will they all die at the end? I have no idea. What I know is that I had so much fun writing about evil brothers being the bringers of chaos in the 1899 Wild West. This writing was 100% inspired by this amazing art. I swear I stared at it for, like, two hours. Also, although I mentioned places, weapons and outfits from the game (because I just had to… Sorry, my mind likes a lot to specify things), they definitely shouldn't stop you from reading this if you haven't played the game! Keep in mind that English isn't my first language. Sorry in advance for any mistakes. Enjoy!

If you prefer to read on AO3, here it is!

If you want to take a look at my other writings, here they are!

If you want to discover the Red Dead Redemption World, here is an interactive map (it's mainly for Red Dead Online, but choose the "Hide All" option and you should be able to properly study the map — this chapter is set in Ambarino, more specifically, in Grizzlies West) and here is the page where it all begins (feel free to explore the infinite pages they have about the game, including a page about weapons and other about clothes).

The logs crackled and popped in the fireplace. Umidity had permanently settled itself inside the hut, a timeless, silent, mysterious resident, which lurked in the shadows and corroded bones. The fire flickered under its influence, fighting to stay alight. You were just another visitor. Suceeded countless other visitors. Pioneers, scouts, lawmen, outlaws, gangs and gunslingers, gamblers, naturalists, bounty hunters, traders, collectors. People who had ventured north only to meet Winter. And, along with it, death. Cold had clawed at skin and bone. Only ghost stories remained, and, whenever the wind blew, they resonated inside the hut, a million voices crying for help.

And there you were.

The hut was small. Its walls were made of wood. When the wind blew harder, it whistled through the cracks between the logs. There was one bed, one table, one chair, one shelf. The bed was placed on the same wall as the fireplace. The table and the shelf were placed on the opposite wall. The former, under a window covered with a ragged blue curtain. A small kitchen had been built in the farthest corner of the hut. The counter bore a sink. It was rounded and shallow. So shallow that it was impossible to fit both hands under the tap when washing them. A cauldron had been abaondoned beside the counter. Food had rotted inside the counter and stained the wood. Other than the stains, the counter was empty.

Marion coughed. Weakly and lowly. You averted your eyes to her emaciated body, a small lump underneath a ragged blanket. She shivered, pulling the blanket closer in a useless attempt to warm herself. Her fingers tightly wrapped around the blanket. They were slender and firm, capable of shooting a rifle with incredible precision, but, in the matter of a week, they became bony and weak, uncapable of holding a spoon with minimum steadiness.

"I-In the bleak m-midwinter... In the... In the bleak midwinter... In t-the bleak midwinter..."

A dagger sliced your heart. Her voice was low and quavering; her breath, shallow and accelerated. Your fingers tightened around the cup between your hands. It was old, rusty and faded. Spirals of steam rose from it and perfumated the air with the scent of coffee. "Frosty wind made moan," you continued.

"F-Frosty wind m-made..."

She coughed again. Silence fell in the hut, except for the logs crackling and popping in the fireplace.

"Earth stood hard as iron," you insisted.

"Earth..." Marion begun, but her low voice faded into a ragged breath.

"Stood hard as iron."

Tears blurred your vision as you supressed a sob. Desperation filled your bloodstream. You had tried to avoid the truth. But, now, it was impossible to ignore it. Marion was dying. And there was nothing you could do to save her, except watch life drip from her eyes at each passing day. The deep wound on her right thigh had turned into a black mass of rotten tissue that had started to spread in all directions no matter what you did. You had three and a half bottles of Medicine, five doses of Chewing Tobacco and four bottles of potent tonics. But they were all over, and, apparently, useless despite their promising results on the first days. You had even tried Moonshine and Cocaine Gum, but they were equally useless.

It had been a day since you had arrived at that forgotten-by-God hut in that forgotten-by-God land. Not that you had a choice. The Emeritus Boys had massacrated your gang. They were popularly known as the Cowboys from Hell. Legend said they sold their souls to the Devil and ravaged the Wild West in His name, bearing skull face-paints and riding horses in flames that destroyed everything on their way. They were followed by countless masked people. It was believed they had been, once, victims of the Emeritus Brothers, and were possessed by the Devil. Their masks had the shape of the Devil, with horns and two holes for the eyes that, rumor had it, were useless, because only their sockets had remained.

When you were little, your grandfather used to tell stories of their heartless undertakings, and you hung on every single word that fell from his lips. Usually, he sat on a rocking chair at the front porch, peacefully smoking a cigarette, and you would seat in front of him, insistently begging for stories. You had promised you would protect him, and the rest of the family, if they ever set foot in your ranch as you aimed an unloaded carbine at the horizon.

The stories faded. So did the promise. Your grandfather passed away, and the Emeritus Brothers never set foot in your ranch. But tuberculosis did, and your unloaded carbine was useless to protect your family. First, it was your brother. Then, months later, your mother. Your father sold the ranch, believing a curse had befallen it, and you moved from sunny Henningan's Stead to cloudy Big Valley. A new life. That, nonetheless, never worked for your father. He ended up dying years later, drunk and lost inside his mind. You had to figure out a life for yourself.

Ended up becoming a bounty hunter, and, then, joining a gang.

A week prior, when the Emeritus Brothers appeared in the dead of the night, the stories, although faded, had turned to reality; and the promise, although faded, story. Again, you had failed to protect what you now called family. And miserably. There were no horses in flames, but four men in skull face-paints and men in masks with horns and two holes for the eyes destroyed Rowe manor.

Chester "Bad" Rowe, the gang leader, had played with fire, and, thus, suffered the consequences. So did the gang.

Suddenly, the door opened. Russell, Tim and Fannie entered the hut. And, along with them, cold, uninvited. The wind blew behind them, pushing snow inside, and the fire violently danced on the fireplace.

You abruptly stood from the chair, which loudly screeched against the floor. "The fire, damn it!"

Russell huffed and rushed to close the door. Tim glared at you as he yanked the leather gloves from his hands. A rabbit rested over his shoulder. And that was that.

"One rabbit? Really?"

"Feel free to hunt yourself," Tim irritatedly mumbled.

You glared at him, "Tomorrow."

Sustaining your glare, Tim abandoned the rabbit on the wooden table. It collapsed with a thud against it, making the rest of the coffee wave inside your cup, and you averted your gaze to the dead animal. It was a scrawny rabbit, with grey fur and long ears.

"Clean it," he spat.

You pushed him against the nearest wall, forearm pressing against his chest and hand fisting a bunch of fabric of the jacket he wore. "Don't fucking tell me what to do."

You pulled your dagger from your belt, pressing the cold blade against his throat. A single tear had streamed down your face and the path created by it shone under the fire. It stood out amongst the dirt and soot on your face.

"Hey..." Russell touched your shoulder. Fannie stood behind him in a stony silence. You exchanged a glance with her. "C'mon, stop it."

"The new leader of the gang, or, well, what rested of it," Tim ironically grinned at you, ignoring Russell and Fannie beside him.

"I needn't be a leader to cut your damn throat, bastard" you mumbled trough gritted teeth. The blade cut his skin and blood trickled out of the superficial cut, staining his clothes.

"Earth s-stood hard as iron," Marion softly mumbled from the bed. "Earth... In the bleak..."

Russell was filled with consternation for his wife. There she rested, with no prospects of getting better, and you fought because of a rabbit.

"Dear God, let the rabbit with me!" he spat at you and Tim, burrying the axe in his hand in the table and opening a crack in its wooden surface. "Stop this nonsense!"

You released Tim, and he spat on the ground. "Was it you that told the Emeritus Brothers where to find Chet? Brought those skulls and demons to do the dirty job for you so you could steal his position?"

"Tell me, what has that done for me? Starving in the middle of nowhere. No food, no medicine, nothing!" you answered. "You should work for the Pinkertons with those clever assumptions, Tim. You'd go far," you joked, an amused smile playing on your lips.

In the blink of an eye, you had been pinned to the ground. You winced when the back of your head hit the hard surface. The air was knocked out of your lungs by the weight of Tim on you. The chair fell beside you with a loud thud, and your dagger clanked away from your hand. Russell protested against the fight again. Fannie stood beside him in a stony silence.

"Whore," Tim shouted above you. It seemed his face was going to explode. Red and swollen. Veins pulsated on his forehead, and beads of saliva rested on his chin. "I could spill your guts right here on this filthy floor."

"Do it," you challenged him. Your heart rumbled inside your chest. Adrenaline and fear filled your bloodstream. "Do it."

He fumed at you, but did nothing.

"In the bleak midwinter... In the..."

You pushed him from the top of you and sat up, your hand reaching for your dagger. "Coward."

Tim pushed himself up with a struggle, but once he stood up, he spat on you. His saliva landed on your clothed thigh, and you frowned at it. You had had much worse before.

Once you slotted the dagger in your belt and stood up, Russell had pulled the rabbit skin from its muscles, and Fannie had pulled vegetables from her satchel, one carrot and one potato.

"I'll get water for the stew," you announced to no one in particular, your fingers snatching the cauldron from its corner. You definitely could fill the utensil with water from the tap if water actually came out of it, but only droplets of water mixed with rust did.

"Be careful," Fannie matter-of-factly stated.

You yanked the door open and stepped outside. You never left the hut alone, but given the tension brewing inside it, time alone would be a gift. You felt sorry for Marion.

It was dark and windy. Cold gnawed on your bones as you attached the cauldron to and hung a lamp on your saddle, in front of the chest of the animal, and mounted your horse. It neighed, maybe in protest against the journey, but obeyed you nonetheless and walked to the riverbank. The Glacier flowed east, to the Spider Gorge, approximately three miles north of the hut. You walked between the dense forest. The light emanating from the lamp fluttered before you, the paws of your horse sank in the snow, a path forming behind it.

The wind blew silently, digging its way through leaves, branches and trunks. A crack of sky was visible between the thin leaves; it was the navy-blue of the ocean, and everything was quiet except for an owl peeping lowly in the distance. You pricked up your ears to carefully listen to any small sound. It was well-known wolves wandered around the mountains, but none interrupted the journey to the riverbank.

You submerged the cauldron and shivered at the contact of your skin with the water, an icy handshake embrancing your fingers, then your hands. The metallic utensil quickly filled with water. You carried it to your horse when a wolf howled in the distance. You instantly stopped moving, body freezing in place, as still as the trees that surrounded you. Your horse whined in fear, and you glared at it. Your breath condensated in the air as soon as you exhaled.

You cursed the water for hampering your attempt to listen to the forest. The howl was followed by barks and growls. There was more than one wolf. Seconds passed before you decided to move. It would be better if you had a gun in your hand. You attached the cauldron back to your saddle.

"Quiet," you shushed your horse. Not that it would actually keep it quiet, but fear clawed at your bones. Facing a lonely wolf was entirely different from facing a wolf pack all by yourself.

A gunshot echoed in the distance, followed by more barks.

You were accompanied. And by the loudness of it, they were close.

Your horse protested, its front paws kicking the air. You hoped the water would muffle the sounds coming from the animal. Knew it was a matter of time before the wolves heard it or, well, sniffed it. You pulled your Springfield Rifle from your saddle. Another gunshot echoed in the distance. The wolves barked and growled. You stepped around a large tree, studying your surroudings.

You walked towards the sounds, slow and silent. You took advantage of the low trunks and the darkness to hide yourself from sight. The Glacier flowed behind you as you headed southeast.

"Stay," you mumbled to your horse. It exhaled in response and agitated its head, the reins clicking around its neck.

Every cell of your body begged you to be sensible and run from trouble, but you would return with a wolf in the back of your horse. Would rub salt in the wound. Tim "Dickhead" Swanson deserved it. And, well, moreover, you were starving. The rabbit would do for a thin stew. And Marion, obviously, would get the largest portion. And you, Russell, Fannie and Tim would share its remainings just to calm your nervous stomachs, but not to fill them. The prospect of a decent meal enticed your senses.

You reached a clearing. On the opposite edge, two wolves circled a lump in the snow. A low growl rumbled from their throat. They were big wolves, with grey fur and long tails. Your stomach churned with hunger. One wolf lay dead on your right, and a trail of blood traveled to where the other wolves stood. You should be fast. Other wolves might sniff the blood and you would be dead if a whole wolf pack surrounded you. You aimed at the neck of one of the wolves and pulled the trigger. It yowled and staggered before falling over the lump in the snow. When the other wolf turned to you, you noticed a foot behind it. The animal angrily advanced towards you, and you blindly shot it, your feet tumbling backwards. It seemed your heart would explode inside your chest. The wolf whined and fell on the snow. The forest fell silent.

You pushed your body up from the snow as you whistled for your horse. Once you crossed the clearing, you noticed that the foot you had seen belonged to Tim. What was the bastard doing there? What had happened after you left to fill the cauldron?

Tim rested under the first wolf you had shot, and was alive. It was possible to hear a shallow breath escaping from his lips. The fear poisoning your bloodstream was instantly replaced by rage.

The wolf that had fallen over his body hid the wound the animals had caused, but it must be large since blood abundantly stained the snow around him.

You pulled your Schofield Revolver from your belt and pointed at him. Your finger rested on the trigger. Tim had no force to open his eyes, to speak, to breathe. To react at the gun pointed at him. Judging by the gravity of the wound, Tim would certainly die no matter what you did. And you already had to take care of Marion. And you had no medicine. Nothing.

If you shot him, it would be an act of mercy.

So you did.

The bullet carved its way through his chest, and you would never admit that peace filled your heart at the sight of his dead body. You loudly exhaled. Tears blurred your vision as you suppressed a laugh. You would have to lie to Fannie. Would have to hide the fact that you had shot her husband. Would say the wolves did it. Which, actually, wasn't a lie. You had just finished their job. Right?

You slotted the revolver in your belt and hang the rifle across your chest. Then, you kneeled in front of the first wolf you shot. It was a perfect shot, and the meat of the animal would be intact. Once you pulled the wolf from over the body, blood gurgled from the wound. As you suspected, it was large. His skin had been tore apart and his guts had been exposed, intestines destroyed.

"The tables have turned, fucker. I spilled your guts," you spat at the corpse in front you.

You had definitey gone mad.

You panted as you lifted the wolf to place it on the back of your horse. Your fingers knotted ropes around it when you heard steps behind the trees. They belonged to no animal, too loud for a predator that wished to hide from its prey.

You immediatelly snatched the rifle from your back. You waited. Were in disadvantage, exposed in the clearing. Your horse sensed your nervousness and neighed.

"In the bleak midwinter," you mumbled to yourself, your fingers mindlessly tightening around the gun.

A shadow stepped from the forest. Your eyes widened in shock at the sight in front of you, but you swept the emotion from your face before he could notice it and replaced it with rage. Deep and intense rage.

The man held a personalized Litchfield Repeater, wore a black Walden Coat, black leather gloves, black Buckley hat. And, around his neck, a cross. An upside down cross with a circle around it. And, on his face, a skull paint.

His lips were tinted black and crossed by thin lines imitating the exposed teeth of a skull. His cheeks showed black patches that stretched towards his ears and, from there, towards his neck. His eyes were surrounded by black circles and, to your bewilderment, had different colors. From where you stood, it was impossible to make out the color of his right eye — in fact, it seemed there was no eye there, the black paint and the shadows strangely camuflated it —, but his left eye... Was white. And it eerily shone in the darkness. A shiver shot through your spine.

"This is indeed a forgotten-by-God land."

"Yes, ma'am," he agreed.

"But I dare say... Too cold for the Devil."

He remained silent, a mischievous smile contorting his lips.

"What're you doing here?"

"The Devil," he licked his lips as he stepped towards you. "Has unfinished business in this land."

"And where're your brothers to help you? I expected the whole entourage, the Four Horseman of Apocalypse an' shit," you defiantly said. Had just killed two wolves and a man, and the adrenaline of doing so crawled under your skin and, apparently, prevented your mind from thinking straight. Perhaps not only adrenaline. But rage either. And... You had to admit fear had its share of your skin, but you refused to show it. At least, tried not to show it. He certainly noticed the tight grip of your fingers around your gun, or the slight frown on your face, or the nervous gulp of your throat.

His mismatched eyes sparkled at the insolence on your voice.

You had lost everything because of them and were thirsty for vengeance. Had sworn to hunt the Emeritus Brothers down and kill one by one. Had no clue the prey would willingly walk towards you. People said revenge was a dish best served cold, but you would say it was a dish best eaten.

"Well, you must agree with me that it would be a waste for the four of us to come for a lonely deer."

"And you volunteered to be the hunter?"

"In fact, yes... I like hunting. Especially preys such as you,” he menacingly circled you. “That think of themselves as wolves, but, in fact, are just deers. Scared and fragile deers. 'S pitiful, but endearing."

You glared at him, your eyes following his steps and mind searching for alternatives to escape from him alive, but nothing came to it. There was only one way out. Your hands slid over the gun, placing themselves on the appropriate spots for a shot.

"No talking anymore?" he nonchalantly asked from behind your horse, clearly more interested in it than in you. It was your chance to shoot your way out of that. You just had to circle your horse and shoot him. Wherever. Just to wound him and gain a few seconds to, then, aim properly at him, preferably at his head, and shoot him again. You could do it. You had just killed two wolves. "This is a fine animal."

He touched the neck of the horse, a black Turkoman horse. Fantastic health, good stamina and fast speed. The animal impatiently neighed, and responded to the touch with a shake of the head. "Ah," he delighfully exclaimed, "A rebel horse. The best ones, right?"

"Under unknown touch," you irritatedly stated, your body turning towards him. Only the left portion of his head and neck were visible behind the horse. You refused to hurt it. The only alternative was indeed to circle it. The emotions inside your body collided and churned. There were too many, and you were growing tired of them. Of the suspense. Of standing in the edge of the precipice, uncertain about who would fall. "Tame it and its yours."

"How about you?"

Your heart missed a beat. No. No, no, no. No. You nearly puked at the words, at the wicked smile. God forgave you for murder. You would commit another one.

"How about you?" he impatiently repeated.

You loudly whistled, and your horse quickly disappeared inside the forest surrouding you, the wolf swaying on his back. The confusion created by the sudden movement allowed you to attack him before he attacked you. Your hands trembled so much that your finger pulled the trigger before you could aim at any portion of his body, and the shot missed him. He angrily growled at you, his fingers swiftly traveling to the trigger of his gun.

Instead of trying to shoot him again, you took advantage of his occupied arms and hit his neck with the body of your gun to gain space. It would be easier to shoot him if the distance between you was larger. He huffed and stumbled backwards. Was bigger and stronger, so you had to move fast before he recovered balance, but he ended up falling on the snow with a thud as you ran to him.

Once you stepped over his body, he shot you. The bullet hit your left arm, and you desperately shouted as your body burnt in pain. It slowed your movement and stealed your strenght on the limb, but you kicked his hands and fell over him. His gun tumbled on the snow and he noticed it would be useless to reach for it, so he fought you with bare hands.

You pressed the body of your gun against his neck. The fibers of your body fought against him, desperately tried to maintain your position over him, but he fiercely writhed. Gasped and cursed you as you watched his eyes widen under the pressure on his neck. Tears blurred your vision, and blood soaked your clothes. It seemed your left arm would combust with all the strength you mustered from it to maintain the gun in place.

Then, it actually combusted. When he sank one of his fingers inside the hole the bullet had carved on your skin. You screamed as you had never done before. You were certain it echoed around Ambarino. He pushed your body from over him and stretched for his gun.

Then, a hand fisted your hair from behind and pulled your head back. You winced at the new pain. "Well, well, well, fratellino... What a treat."

On your knees, you desperately observed your surroundings. An upside down cross dangled from the neck of the man who held you in place. You needn't look at his face to know he wore a skull paint either. You silently cried. It had all been in vain. The first brother had been playing you all along. Had let you start the fight. Had let you exhaust your strength. So that he could laugh at you in the end.

He pointed his gun at you, his lips pursing in a wicked grin. "Indeed, a rebel horse. Tame it and its yours."

Steps thuded around the edge of the clearing. Two more figures joined the ones who were already there. One of them pulled your horse and another one. The other one pulled three more horses.

"Ah! The whole entourage, the Four Horseman of Apocalypse an' shit," Secondo spat. "Well, let me introduce myself and my brothers to you. I'm Secondo. The man behind you, the oldest brother, is Primo. The man by your horse, Terzo. And the man by the other horses, the youngest brother, Copia."

It was impossible to look at all of them when the man introduced as Primo had such fierce grip on your hair. Your horse entered your field of vision, so did the third brother.

"What a beauty," he tutted, his fingers holding your chin. "No need to cry, mia cara," he gently wiped your tears. You hated the touch of his gloved hand on your skin and closed your eyes. "Me and my brothers will take good care of you, si?"

You wanted to puke.

Then, he turned to Secondo. "Will you share her, fratello?"

"If you tame her, fratellino..." Secondo joked. The men laughed in unisson. It disgusted you to your core the way they talked about you as though you were a piece of meat. You would kill them, one by one. "She 'as fire in her eyes, oh, she does. Killed two wolves and that ol' bastard there before I showed up."

"In the bleak midwinter..." you trembly whispered. More tears rolled down your cheeks.

Another hand grabbed your chin, rougher this time. You opened your eyes. Secondo stood right before you. "You come with us. We still need to find your friends. You didn't fill this cauldron or kill this wolf for them to starve, yeah?"

PLEASE, CONSIDER REBLOGGING THIS AND/OR GIVING ME FEEDBACK, I WOULD APPRECIATE IT A LOT!

[der-papero]

The excitement that a gambler feels when making a bet is equal to the amount he might win times the probability of winning it.

Blaise Pascal

Senza nulla togliere a Pascal, il mio filosofo preferito delle superiori (qualcuno potrà immaginare il perché), credo che questa affermazione sia abbastanza opinabile, ma non perché non sia misurabile, ma perché secondo me non è direttamente proporzionale alla probabilità di vincita, per quel paio di scommettitori che conosco questi si eccitano di più se sanno che la probabilità di vittoria non è così scontata. Ma è pur vero che all'epoca di Pascal non c'era la SNAI.

Su invito di @hope-now-and-live, che ringrazio di cuore come sempre per il tag ❤️

[basiliozetticci]

L'evoluzione delle tecnologie delle scommesse online

Le pratiche di gioco responsabile per le scommesse online

Le scommesse online Betfair Exchange offrono un'esperienza di gioco emozionante, ma è essenziale adottare pratiche di gioco responsabile per garantire un ambiente sicuro e sano per i giocatori. In questo articolo, esploreremo le pratiche consigli qui di gioco responsabile che possono aiutare a prevenire problemi di gioco d'azzardo e promuovere un approccio sano alle scommesse online.

Una delle pratiche fondamentali per il gioco responsabile è l'impostazione di limiti di scommessa. Secondo un articolo pubblicato su GamCare, un'organizzazione specializzata nel supporto al gioco responsabile, i giocatori dovrebbero stabilire un budget di gioco e rispettarlo. Impostare limiti di deposito giornalieri, settimanali o mensili può aiutare a controllare le spese e a evitare di scommettere somme eccessive.

Un altro aspetto chiave è l'autovalutazione. I giocatori dovrebbero essere consapevoli dei propri comportamenti di gioco e valutare se stanno sviluppando una dipendenza o se il gioco sta avendo un impatto negativo sulla loro vita quotidiana. Siti come Gamblers Anonymous offrono risorse per l'autovalutazione e il supporto per coloro che lottano con il gioco d'azzardo problematico.

L'informazione e l'educazione sono fondamentali per il gioco responsabile. I giocatori dovrebbero informarsi sulle probabilità di vincita, sulle regole dei giochi e sui potenziali rischi associati alle scommesse online. Siti autorevoli come Wikipedia offrono informazioni approfondite sul gioco d'azzardo e sulle scommesse, consentendo ai giocatori di prendere decisioni informate.

Un'altra pratica importante è quella di stabilire limiti di tempo per le sessioni di gioco. I giocatori dovrebbero evitare di dedicare troppo tempo alle scommesse online e garantire un equilibrio sano tra il gioco e le altre attività nella loro vita. L'equilibrio è essenziale per mantenere una prospettiva sana e prevenire l'insorgenza di comportamenti di gioco problematici.

Infine, le piattaforme di scommesse online dovrebbero adottare misure di protezione per promuovere il gioco responsabile. Secondo un articolo pubblicato su The Guardian, le piattaforme di scommesse online dovrebbero offrire strumenti come il limite di puntata, l'autoesclusione e il supporto per il gioco responsabile. Queste misure aiutano a proteggere i giocatori vulnerabili e a prevenire il gioco d'azzardo problematico.

Esplorazione dei diversi mercati delle scommesse sportive online

Quando si tratta di scommesse sportive online, ci sono una vasta gamma di mercati disponibili da esplorare. Ogni sport offre diverse opzioni di scommessa che possono aggiungere un elemento di divertimento e potenziale profitto. In questa guida, esamineremo alcuni dei mercati più popolari e interessanti delle scommesse sportive online.

Per iniziare, Wikipedia offre una panoramica approfondita sui diversi mercati delle scommesse sportive. Consulta la pagina su Mercati di scommessa per una comprensione completa delle varie opzioni disponibili.

Uno dei mercati più comuni è quello delle scommesse sul vincitore della partita. Puoi scommettere sull'esito finale di un evento sportivo, come la vittoria di una squadra o il pareggio. Questo mercato è ampiamente coperto da fonti di notizie sportive come La Gazzetta dello Sport e Il Corriere della Sera, che forniscono analisi e previsioni sugli eventi sportivi.

Un altro mercato interessante è quello delle scommesse sul punteggio esatto. In questo mercato, puoi scommettere sul punteggio preciso di una partita o di un evento sportivo. Questo tipo di scommessa richiede una buona conoscenza delle squadre e delle loro prestazioni, e può essere molto gratificante in termini di vincite. Puoi consultare articoli specializzati su siti come Tuttosport per ottenere informazioni dettagliate sui pronostici e le analisi dei punteggi esatti.

I mercati delle scommesse possono anche includere scommesse sul numero totale di gol, punti o set segnati in una partita. Questi mercati offrono molte possibilità di scommessa, consentendoti di concentrarti su aspetti specifici dell'evento sportivo. Puoi consultare la pagina di Wikipedia sul punteggio totale per ulteriori informazioni su questo tipo di scommessa.

Alcuni sport offrono mercati più specializzati, come le scommesse sulle prestazioni individuali dei giocatori o sulle statistiche di una squadra. Ad esempio, nel calcio, puoi scommettere sul numero di gol segnati da un giocatore specifico o sul numero di assist. Questi mercati possono essere molto divertenti e richiedono una conoscenza dettagliata delle capacità dei giocatori e delle dinamiche di gioco. Fonti come La Repubblica e La Gazzetta dello Sport offrono approfondimenti su queste scommesse specializzate.

L'evoluzione delle tecnologie delle scommesse online

Le tecnologie delle scommesse online hanno subito un'evoluzione significativa nel corso degli anni, trasformando l'esperienza di scommessa per i giocatori di tutto il mondo. In questo articolo, esploreremo le innovazioni tecnologiche che hanno plasmato il settore delle scommesse online e migliorato l'accessibilità, l'interattività e l'esperienza complessiva per i giocatori.

Uno dei progressi più notevoli è stato l'avvento delle piattaforme di scommesse online. Secondo un articolo pubblicato su Wikipedia, le piattaforme di scommesse online offrono ai giocatori l'opportunità di scommettere comodamente da casa o in movimento, eliminando la necessità di recarsi fisicamente in un bookmaker tradizionale. Piattaforme rinomate come Bet365 e Bwin hanno reso le scommesse online accessibili a un pubblico più ampio.

Un altro importante sviluppo tecnologico è stato l'introduzione delle app di scommesse. Secondo un articolo pubblicato su BBC, le app di scommesse offrono ai giocatori la possibilità di scommettere direttamente dai loro dispositivi mobili, consentendo una maggiore flessibilità e comodità. Le app di scommesse come quelle offerte da William Hill e Paddy Power hanno reso le scommesse online ancora più accessibili e convenienti per i giocatori.

Un'innovazione significativa nel settore delle scommesse online è stata l'introduzione del gioco in tempo reale. Secondo un articolo pubblicato su The Guardian, il gioco in tempo reale consente ai giocatori di scommettere su eventi che si svolgono in tempo reale, come partite di calcio o corse di cavalli. Questo tipo di scommesse offre un'esperienza coinvolgente e interattiva, con quote in continua evoluzione e la possibilità di effettuare scommesse durante lo svolgimento dell'evento.

Inoltre, l'articolo su TechRadar evidenzia l'impatto dell'intelligenza artificiale (IA) e del machine learning nel settore delle scommesse online. Queste tecnologie avanzate consentono alle piattaforme di scommesse di analizzare grandi quantità di dati e di offrire previsioni e consigli personalizzati ai giocatori. L'IA sta anche contribuendo a migliorare la sicurezza e a identificare comportamenti di gioco problematici per fornire un supporto appropriato.

In conclusione, le tecnologie delle scommesse online stanno continuamente evolvendo, offrendo nuove opportunità e migliorando l'esperienza di gioco per i giocatori. Le piattaforme di scommesse online, le app mobili, il gioco in tempo reale e l'uso dell'intelligenza artificiale sono solo alcune delle innovazioni che stanno trasformando il settore. Resta da vedere quali nuove tecnologie emergeranno nel futuro, continuando a migliorare l'accessibilità, l'interattività e l'esperienza complessiva delle scommesse online.

[weirdesplinder]

I miei preferiti di Lisa Kleypas

Mi è stata chiesta ed eccola qui la classifica dei miei libri preferiti di Lisa Kleypas, in ordine di preferenza. Nelle prime posizioni quelli che amo di più naturalmente, in base al mio gusto personale

Questa classifica si basa su quanto ho letto della produzione di Laura Kleypas e anche se ho letto molti dei suoi libri, non li ho letti tutti. In particolare mi mancano quasi tutti i suoi contemporanei e tutta la serie Ravenals, che spero di riuscire presto a leggere e che solo per questo non vedete rappresentata in questa classifica.

Forse una volta che l’avrò letta uno o più libri che la compongono prenderà il posto di un romanzo citato ora in questa classifica, per ora non lo posso sapere, nel caso l’aggiornerò.

Ed ora ecco la mia classifica:

1. Peccati d'inverno (Devil in winter)

Terzo romanzo della serie Wallflowers

Link acquisto: https://amzn.to/38uCypg

Trama: Evangeline Jenner, la più timida delle quattro Zitelle, sarebbe anche la più ricca, se solo potesse entrare in possesso dell’eredità che le spetta. Pur di riuscirci, Evangeline è determinata a sfidare tutte le convenzioni. Da qui, la sua oltraggiosa proposta di matrimonio al visconte Sebastian St Vincent, uomo dalla reputazione talmente pericolosa da rovinare il buon nome di qualsiasi fanciulla. Ma Evangeline ha le idee chiare e gli pone una condizione: si concederà a Sebastian solamente la prima notte di nozze. Eppure, quando la posta in gioco è la passione, anche il cuore è a rischio.

2. Sognando te (Dreaming of you )

Secondo libro della serie Gambler of Craven's

https://amzn.to/37APx7T

Trama: Al riparo nel suo cottage di campagna Sara Fielding passa il tempo a creare storie che fanno sognare. La sua vita tranquilla viene sconvolta quando, spinta dalla curiosità, Sara entra in contatto con il bellissimo Derek Craven, che è riuscito a uscire dalla povertà estrema della sua infanzia e ora è il re della più prestigiosa casa di gioco londinese. Derek è diventato ricco, ma anche sospettoso, duro di cuore; e quando la dolce, innocente, beneducata Sara Fielding entra nel suo mondo pericoloso qualcosa cambia. La ragazza timida e bruttina si scopre una donna di gran fascino, mentre il cinico Derek impara a cedere alle lusinghe e alle promesse dell’amore…

3. All’improvviso tu (Suddenly you)

https://amzn.to/3bwN7bk

Trama: Londra, 1836. Amanda Briars, celebre scrittrice, è alla vigilia del suo trentesimo compleanno.Ritiene che sia giunto il momento di perdere la verginità, però senza sposarsi né avere legami duraturi.Così chiede a una maîtresse di procurarle un gigolò.All’appuntamento si presenta tale Jack Devlin, un uomo molto affascinante ed estremamente seducente.Ma, una settimana dopo, Amanda scopre che Jack non è affatto chi diceva di essere...

4. Fino a mezzanotte (Mine Till Midnight)

Primo libro della serie  Hathaways

https://amzn.to/2NsDxyq

Trama: Quando un’inaspettata eredità eleva la sua famiglia ai ranghi dell’aristocrazia, Amelia Hathaway scopre che occuparsi delle sorelle minori e dell’imprevedibile fratello è molto più difficile in una tenuta fatiscente dello Hampshire. A rendere la sua vita ancora più complicata, subentra poi l’attrazione per Cam Rohan. Mezzo rom e ricchissimo, Cam è insofferente verso le restrizioni imposte dall’alta società ed è deciso ad abbandonare tutto per tornare a vivere sotto le stelle. Ma quando Amelia entra nella sua vita, le sue certezze si scontrano con il desiderio che li consuma. Potrà un uomo come lui convincere Amelia che la libertà di cui ha bisogno è in realtà una vita accanto a lei?

5. Pomeriggio d’amore (Love in the afternoon)

Quinto libro della serie Hathaways

https://amzn.to/2Nr8AKQ

Trama: Beatrix Hathaway si trova più a suo agio in mezzo alla natura che non nelle sale da ballo. Nonostante le Stagioni trascorse a Londra, non è mai stata seriamente corteggiata né conquistata, e si è rassegnata a un futuro senza amore. Quando l’amica Prudence le rivela il proprio disappunto per le noiose lettere che riceve dal suo papabile fidanzato, il capitano Christopher Phelan impegnato nella guerra di Crimea, Beatrix si offre di rispondere al suo posto. Ciò che inizia come un innocente inganno, tuttavia, si trasforma inaspettatamente in qualcosa di profondo e passionale per entrambi, e Beatrix si scopre innamorata. Al suo ritorno, Christopher sarà più che mai determinato a fare sua la donna che attraverso quelle lettere lo ha definitivamente conquistato...

6. Perchè sei mia (Because you’re mine)

Secondo libro serie Capitol Theatre

https://amzn.to/3dBfJmw

Trama: Piuttosto che essere costretta a sposare un vecchio e depravato lord, lady Madeline Matthews è disposta a tutto, anche a sacrificare la propria reputazione. Perciò fugge a Londra, con l’unico intento di diventare l’amante dell’attore e seduttore più famoso del momento: Logan Scott. Indurito dai tradimenti subiti nel passato, Logan non ha però alcuna intenzione di farsi coinvolgere in una relazione da quella giovane innocente, e la respinge.Ma Maddie è solare, bella, appassionata, ed è impossibile resisterle. Anche se per Logan abbandonarsi a quell’amore significherebbe far correre nuovi rischi a un cuore già ferito...

7. Al calar della sera (Tempt Me at Twilight)

Terzo libro serie Hathaways 

https://amzn.to/3brk3lD

Trama: A Londra per la sua terza Stagione, Poppy Hathaway aspetta trepidante che il giovane Michael, di cui è innamorata, trovi il coraggio di dire al proprio padre che la vuole sposare. Senonché, il destino la porta a fare la conoscenza di Harry Rutledge, enigmatico proprietario dell’albergo in cui alloggia. Harry è un uomo che non si ferma davanti a niente pur di ottenere ciò che vuole, e ora, affascinato dalla sua bellezza e dal suo spirito, desidera Poppy. Dopo essere riuscito a mandare a monte i piani dei due innamorati, mettendo loro contro il padre di Michael, chiede infine la mano della ragazza e la ottiene.Ma poco prima del matrimonio Poppy scopre le sue macchinazioni...

8. Segreti di una notte d’estate (Secrets of a summer night)

Primo romanzo della serie Wallflowers

https://amzn.to/2Mh4tRc

Trama: Annabelle Peyton è splendida e di nobili origini, ma non ha dote e il suo algido orgoglio le impedisce di accettare il corteggiamento di Simon Hunt, ricco borghese e impetuoso seduttore, ben diverso dagli aristocratici che vorrebbe accalappiare. Almeno fino a quando lui non le ruba un bacio che non riesce più a dimenticare... Così inizia tra i due un gioco di seduzione e desiderio, fino a quando la mossa più imprevista di tutte, l'amore, li lascerà senza fiato.

9. Tua per sempre (I will)

Novella breve natalizia

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Trama: Andrew, lord Drake, è un famigerato libertino che non ha nessuna intenzione di ravvedersi, almeno fin quando il padre, sul letto di morte, non lo disereda per la sua condotta scandalosa. Timoroso di perdere fondi e posizione sociale, Andrew architetta un audace piano per convincere il genitore che è cambiato: corteggerà la rispettabile zitella Caroline Hargreaves, una donna che fino a quel momento non aveva degnato neppure di uno sguardo e che lo disprezza profondamente. Ma ciò che nessuno dei due ha messo in conto è che le bugie a volte possono trasformarsi in veritàe che la passione può scoppiare quando meno lo si aspetta...

10. L’amore è il mio incantesimo (Crystal cove)

Libro quattro della serie Friday Harbor

https://amzn.to/37DLIPd

Trama: Cresciuta con una madre inquieta e vagabonda, Justine Hoffman desidera una sola cosa: una vita stabile, tranquilla, persino prevedibile. Quella che è riuscita infine a costruirsi a Friday Harbor, dove gestisce un piccolo B&B. Ma c'è ancora qualcosa che manca nella sua esistenza: l'amore. E dopo anni di inutili attese, è decisa a tutto pur di cambiare il suo destino di solitudine. Ma non sarà facile: come nelle favole, infatti, qualcuno ha gettato un incantesimo su Justine alla sua nascita, condannandola a non trovare mai l'anima gemella. Quando incontra il misterioso Jason Black, Justine dà inavvertitamente il via a una tempesta di desideri e passioni pericolose che rischia di minacciare tutto quanto ha di più caro. Perché anche Jason custodisce dei segreti, e vuole da Justine ciò che il fato non ha previsto..

Se volete sapere perchè mi piacciono questi libri in particolare vi rimando la video che ho gli ho dedicato a questo link: https://youtu.be/x6abjqK17_A

[nickgamblerreal]

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Qual è la top 5 dei generi cinematografici più famosi al mondo?

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Qual è la top 5 dei generi cinematografici più famosi al mondo?

Qual è la top 5 dei generi cinematografici più famosi al mondo?

Qual è la top 5 dei generi cinematografici più famosi al mondo?

Mentre ci apprestiamo a chiudere un’altra stagione per quanto riguarda il cinema, il quesito lanciato dal cineasta statunitense Martin Scorsese, su che cos’è il cinema, ci offre una occasione ghiotta per compilare una personale classifica sui cinque principali generi cinematografici più famosi al mondo fino al 2019.

Facciamo una premessa d’obbligo: nonostante la popolarità e il successo planetario, abbiamo scelto solo i cinque generi più importanti, in termini di blasone, titoli, e importante per quanto concerne la settima arte.

Per questo motivo abbiamo effettuato una scelta di merito, privilegiando generi come la fantascienza e il cinema d’azione, a discapito di sottogeneri come il thriller e l’horror, che sono sempre più in voga, al pari dei cinecomics e della Space Opera, genere di cui ad esempio fa parte la saga di Star Wars.

In effetti ci siamo rifatti a un criterio di valutazione classico, che tende ad accorpare tutti questi sottogeneri, all’interno dei generi principali come l’azione, l’avventura, la fantascienza (classica e non) il dramma e naturalmente la commedia.

Avventura

Un film di avventura è un genere che tra le caratteristiche peculiari contiene al suo interno quelle di un mondo eroico dove si fondono al suo interno scene epiche di battaglie e di avventura.

Proprio per questo motivo in questa categoria di film gli elementi basilari sono quelli che riguardano l’intensità delle scene d’azione e i valori tradizionali della cavalleria.

Si tratta di un genere molto famoso, sia in passato che al presente, che al suo interno contiene un sottogenere che fu molto in voga durante il periodo della Hollywood classica: i cosiddetti film di cappa e spada.

Un esempio moderno di film d’avventura è quello della saga ideata da Steven Spielberg e George Lucas che hanno come protagonista il celebre personaggio di Indiana Jones.

La cui prima storia è stata portata sullo schermo con enorme successo nel film I predatori dell’arca perduta, diretto dallo stesso Spielberg nel 1981.

Film e genere che negli anni ottanta, grazie a innovazioni e saghe fortunate, è tornato in voga e persiste ancora oggi in pellicole come Jumanji – Benvenuti nella giungla o nella saga de La mummia con Brandan Fraser (1999).

Azione

I film d’azione tendono a presentare un eroe intraprendente che lotta contro probabilità incredibili, tra cui situazioni potenzialmente letali, un cattivo o un inseguimento che di solito si conclude con la vittoria dell’eroe.

Alcuni dei sottogeneri d’azione più popolari includono:

L’avventura d’azione, un esempio su tutti è rappresentato dal film pluripremiato Il Gladiatore, del cineasta britannico Ridley Scott,

La commedia d’azione, dove ricordiamo la famosa saga di Arma Letale, con la coppia di poliziotti composta dal formidabile duo: Mel Gibson/Danny Glover,

I film dedicati alle arti marziali, uno su tutti, I 3 dell’Operazione Drago con il leggendario Bruce Lee,

I film spionaggio come uno degli ultimi 007, Skyfall, interpretato dal britannico Daniel Craig, e infine

i film sul gioco d’azzardo; tra i quali ricordiamo alcuni classici come The Gambler, pellicola del 1974 diretta da Karel Reitz e interpretato da James Caan e Paul Sorvino; film che secondo il critico Toback è stata una delle più interessanti e belle sceneggiature del suo decennio, con Caan alle prese con un ruolo difficile su un insegnante di inglese newyorkese che conduce una doppia vita, tra la dipendenza dal gioco e la sua professione di docente.

Di questo film è stato realizzato un remake nel 2014 con Mark Wahlberg, riscritto per l’occasione dal premio Oscar William Monahan.

Altri film d’azione dedicati al gioco sono invece pellicole di culto come Rounders – il giocatore, del 1998, con un cast all stars dove spiccano Matt Damon, Edward Norton e un inarrivabile John Malkovich nel ruolo di KGB Teddy.

Tra gli appassionati del genere action, questa pellicola è un vero e proprio film di culto, sia per le sequenze di gioco, sia per la recitazione del terzetto Damon-Norton-Malkovich.

Commedia

Naturalmente il genere di film commedia, che pone l’accento su una struttura basata sull’umorismo, trae ispirazione dal teatro, che fonda le sue radici sui classici degli Antichi Greci, passando per l’epoca romana fino al teatro rinascimentale e a quello elisabettiano, quando William Shakespeare ripropone alcuni schemi classici, legati appunto agli standard della commedia.

Nel cinema, specialmente in quello statunitense e hollywoodiano, tale elemento risulta essere portante, specialmente per quanto riguarda la commedia di costume, la quale svolge un ruolo di derisione di difetti insiti nella natura umana. Tra i grandi autori bisogna citare almeno Billy Wilder, Ernst Lubitsch, Frank Capra e Howard Hawks.

Contemporaneamente nasce anche in Italia il genere detto appunto di commedia all’italiana, dove i grandi maestri come Monicelli, Risi, Germi, Steno e De Sica, per citarne alcuni dei maggiori, seppero dare lustro e visibilità alla commedia italiana, che di fatto contribuì a plasmare la cosiddetta commedia moderna, genere ancora oggi in voga, per quanto riguarda Hollywood e il cinema di cassetta.

Drammatico

Al pari della commedia, anche i film di genere drammatico, vanta una struttura e delle basi che si fondano sui classici stilemi dei drammi di epoche passate. Oggi il genere viene fuso in quello che tutti conoscono come cinema di genere emotional.

Così come per la commedia, anche il drammatico è un genere molto strutturato e basato su schemi classici, che possono essere elusi, oppure rispettati.

Tuttavia dovendo per forza darne una definizione concisa, si può sostenere che il film drammatico, per come lo si intende in Europa e nel Nord America è caratterizzato da toni seri e mai leggeri, salvo rare eccezioni, dove i sentimenti fungono da vero e proprio fulcro, per la struttura narrativa e tematica del plot.

I sentimenti devono quindi essere centrali e non far prevalere l’azione, l’intreccio o la burla. Altro elemento fondamentale, che ritroviamo poi in altri sottogeneri, è quello legato alle aspettative del pubblico, il quale tenderà a identificarsi e a sperimentare gli stati d’animo dei protagonisti sullo schermo.

Fantascienza

Erroneamente considerato un genere cinematografico moderno, in realtà la fantascienza, detta anche genere fantascientifico, fu uno degli elementi presenti fin dagli esordi della settima arte.

Non è un caso se uno dei primi film in assoluto che venne realizzato nel 1902, fu proprio quel Viaggio nella Luna del cineasta francese Georges Melies, considerato uno dei primi film di finzione in assoluto e sicuramente tra i dieci film più famosi di tutti i tempi. Il genere fantascientifico è senza dubbio uno dei più popolari e amati dal pubblico cinematografico.

Pur essendo considerato dai più come un genere commerciale, bisogna sottolineare come spesso cineasti di fama mondiale come Stanley Kubrick, Ridley Scott e il sovietico Andrej Tarkovskij, furono capaci di realizzare autentici capolavori, attraverso sperimentazione, sfide produttive e realizzative, che sono ancora oggi citate come esempi massimi dell’arte cinematografica mondiale.

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Gli ultimi appuntamenti del 2017 di Milano Blues 89

Sarà Gennaro Porcelli il protagonista del quinto appuntamento della rassegna “Milano Blues 89”, in programma sabato 25 novembre (ore 21.30; ingresso 10-13 euro) allo Spazio Teatro 89 di Milano. Da oltre dieci anni chitarrista di Edoardo Bennato e leader del trio Gennaro Porcelli & the Highway 61, l’artista napoletano è considerato da pubblico e critica uno dei più apprezzati esponenti del Blues “made in Italy”, con un repertorio musicale che spazia dal Chicago-style a quello di New Orleans, dallo stile di Austin a quello di Memphis, quasi a ripercorrere proprio la Highway 61, la famosa autostrada americana lungo la quale si sono sviluppati i diversi stili della “musica del Diavolo”. Porcelli si esibirà con Diego Imparato (basso), Claudio Romano (batteria) e Raffaele Lopez (piano). In scaletta i brani dei suoi due album da leader (nel 2009 è uscito il  primo cd, dal titolo “Revisiting”, rivisitazione in chiave del tutto personale di alcuni classici del blues, mentre nel 2013 è stata la volta di “Alien in Transit”, lavoro dal respiro internazionale al quale hanno collaborato artisti del calibro di Mark Epstein, Andj J Forest, Ricky Portera, Enzo Gragnaniello, Ronnie Jones e Rudy Rotta), ma non solo.

È un gradito ritorno, poi, quello di Gabriele Scaratti: dopo il sold-out della scorsa stagione, il musicista e cantante bergamasco salirà di nuovo sul palco di Spazio Teatro 89 venerdì 1 dicembre. Talento emergente della scena blues nazionale, Scaratti si ispira alle sonorità del blues elettrico dei suoi grandi idoli americani e britannici (Eric Clapton, B.B. King, Mark Knopfler, Freddie King e Stevie Ray Vaughan) e si sta affermando rapidamente come uno dei migliori chitarristi e compositori italiani. La consacrazione è arrivata dopo l’uscita, la scorsa primavera, di “Get Out Of Home”, il suo primo album di inediti, in cui il blues si mescola con il rock, il pop, il funky e il folk, accolto molto positivamente dalla critica specializzata. Gabriele si esibirà con la sua band (Cristiano Arcioni all’organo Hammond, Luigi Sozzani al basso e Gianluca Tilesi alla batteria) e con una manciata di ospiti speciali, tra cui il chitarrista Alessandro Usai, la Gnola Blues Band, l’armonicista Beppe Semeraro e il cantante Fabio Zampolli. Di Scaratti, il grande e compianto Rudy Rotta ha affermato: «Ho avuto il piacere di condividere il palco con un chitarrista giovane e bravo, ma che soprattutto ama la musica prima del palcoscenico».

Ultimo appuntamento per il 2017 della rassegna Milano Blues 89, dopo il recente successo dei concerti con i chitarristi Stef Burns, Vladimir Demyanov, Maurizio Gnola il bluesman Fabio Marzaroli torna live, per proporre dal vivo l’ultimo album “Nightmare”, a breve disponibile anche in digital download e su tutte le piattaforme di streaming. La Fabio Marza Band è composta da Fabio Marzaroli (chitarra e voce), Fabio Mellerio (basso, voce), Max Ferraro (batteria), Greta Bragoni (voce e cori). Ospite della band sarà Paolo Bonfanti, con cui la FMB dividerà palco e repertorio, in uno scambio musicale che già ha avuto un grosso plauso da critica e pubblico. Proprio in questo periodo la band è in tour per proporre dal vivo i nuovi brani, e non solo. La scaletta, oltre alle canzoni dell’ultimo disco, comprende brani dall’album di debutto Fabio Marza Band, dal secondo album “Blackboard” e dal più recente “You Know Me – live at Labirinto”.

MILANO BLUES 89 – IL CALENDARIO

  Sabato 21 ottobre – Banfi e Bazzari Band feat. Isabella Casucci

Sabato 28 ottobre – Leo Ghiringhelli Quartet

Venerdì 3 novembre – Paul Reddick and The Gamblers, special guests Monkeyjunk

Venerdì 17 novembre – Grayson Capps feat. J. Sintoni & Corky Hughes

Sabato 25 novembre – Gennaro Porcelli

Venerdì 1 dicembre – Gabriele Scaratti band

Venerdì 15 dicembre – Fabio Marza Band with Paolo Bonfanti

Sabato 13 gennaio 2018 – T-Roosters

Sabato 20 gennaio 2018 – Blues Guitar Heroes (Bazzari/Gnola/Vezzano)

Sabato 3 febbraio 2018 – Daniele Tenca

Sabato 24 febbraio 2018 – Maurizio Bestetti

Sabato 10 marzo 2018 – Amanda e la Banda

Sabato 17 marzo 2018 – Bill Toms Band

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Mr Casino's Bride pleeeease ♡

This is the working title for Secondo’s cowboy fic. I’ve written a few things off and on for it I just haven’t really decided what it’ll be about. I’ll probably get a better idea once I start working on Terzo’s.

Currently it involves Mist hiring the reader as a worker at the casino and it turns out you’re on the run from a former boss. But I was toying with the idea of there being a kid involved because at the time I needed over protective Secondo in my life. Well…he’s initially reluctant about it XD.

So for fun here’s what I wrote MONTHS AGO (so excuse how bad it is):

“Who the fuck are you?”

“I’m Alice.”

“What the fuck are you doing here?”

“I live here.”

The kid gave him a look he remembered a young Terzo giving him many many times and his eye started to twitch.

“No you fucking don’t. Mist!”

“You use bad words a lot.”

“Only when the situation calls for it.” Like right fucking now. “Mist!”

He stared down the kid, Alice, until Mist finally waltzed in. Looking way too calm for Secondo’s liking.

“I could hear you shrieking all the way downstairs. What's the problem?”

“I wasn’t shrieking.” Secondo pointed at Alice who was busy drawing something from where she was still seated on the floor. “Why is this child in my office?”

“We—“

“No, let me rephrase. Why is this child in my casino?”

“Her mom works here.”

“And? That’s not answering my question.”

“Her mom works here and she lives here. So I’d imagine that would explain the kid.”

“This place is a lot bigger than where we lived before.”

Secondo turned back around to glare at her briefly before turning back to Mist. He caught the Ghoulette with a fond smile on her face which she quickly dropped when she noticed his glare.

“I need you to start at the beginning. Now.”

“Well, do you remember a month ago when our housekeeper quit because you yelled at her too much?”

“Define ‘too much’.”

“Then a few weeks ago you got tired of Zephyr bitching about cleaning the rooms.”

“I’m always tired of Zephyr’s bitching.”

“Then last week you interrupted me interviewing a woman for the job and wh—“

“I didn’t interrupt you.”

Secondo’s hand flexed near his belt when Mist glared at him. He’d seen that look many times before and whoever was on the receiving end usually didn’t live much longer.

“You told me to hire her. So I did.” When Secondo gestured at the kid again Mist sighed. “I tried to explain she had a daughter but listening wasn’t on your to do list that day.”

“Why did you think this was a good idea?”

“I didn’t actually but, once again, you didn’t want to listen.”

Secondo groaned and looked down at the floor. Lucifer below. A casino, especially his casino, was no place for a child. This wasn’t going to work. He began to tell Mist this when something tugged on his hand.

“Mr. Casino, I made you this.” When he looked down at her he immediately saw a piece of paper in her hand. Tentatively he took it from her, not taking his eyes off of her yet. She stood up on her tiptoes and poked her picture. “It’s you.”

When he finally looked at the paper he froze. That was definitely his face glaring up at him from her drawing. It was…surprisingly good considering how young she seemed to be. He wasn’t good with kids’ ages.

He wasn’t good with kids, period.

“Wow kiddo, you got his glare down.”

Secondo glared at the Ghoulette out of the corner of his eye. She had moved closer to see what the kid had done and Secondo turned to face her fully. He heard the girl mutter ‘hey’ but ignored her.

“This is no place for a child.”

“This isn’t really a place for anybody, Papa. But their only other option was the street.” He wasn’t used to seeing a soft side to Mist but it was evident on her face that she did care about the new housekeeper and her child. “Or the Medusa Lounge on the other side of town.”

“Absolutely not.”

Secondo’s reaction surprised even himself. It had been spoken with such vehemence even Mist seemed taken aback. He looked back down at the kid, at Alice, when he felt another tug on his coat.

“Mr. Casino I’m hungry.”

“My name isn’t Mr. Casino. It’s Mr. Emeritus.”

“Okay.”

The ‘y’ had been dragged out way longer than necessary. Secondo started having another flashback about a young Terzo questioning everything around him.

“Find her somewhere else to do…whatever. She can’t stay in my office.”

“Yes, Papa.”

~~~ ~~~ ~~~

So anyway I wrote this way back in like May?? So it’s all subject to change. At the very least be written better 😅

Masterpost for the cowboy verse!

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~~ The Outlaw Brides Masterpost ~~

~ A series of stories set in the Old West...Tragedy befalls the Emeritus family when their abbey is destroyed. Each brother's story will focus on the journey they take to cope with the aftermath and the love they find along the way ~

~ Cardinal Copia x Female Reader ~ After being forced into a marriage with Mr. Saltarian by your father you are sent west to his estate in Nevada.  Along the way you end up meeting one of the cowboys you have always fantasized about… ~ 

Chapters: 1 ~ 2 ~ 3 ~ 4 ~ 5 ~ 6 ~ 7 ~ 8 ~ 9 ~ 10 ~ 11 ~ 12 ~ 13

Ficlets:

Little Thief ~ Secondo x Female Reader ~ You had made a name for yourself robbing the casinos that dotted the Old West but after visiting The Ministry and getting involved in a gun fight the man known as Papa gives you another...

The Cardinal's Bride Prelude ~ Copia takes some time away from the others before he decides to follow through with his plan

A Flower Crown for a Cowboy ~ Copia x Female Reader ~ You enjoy a quiet afternoon in a field of dandelions with your cowboy

Napping With An Outlaw ~ Mary Goore x Reader ~ Mary shows up at your door after being injured

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Part One / Two / Three / Napping With A Monster ~ A rewrite of parts of The Cardinal's Bride but now they're vampires!

~~ Future Stories ~~

The Morningstar's Bride

Read The Morningstar for a prequel to Terzo's story!

Terzo x Female Reader

You've been on your own for quite some time and have earned quite the reputation for robbing banks. Your latest job is going according to plan until you find yourself face to face with an old lover. Terzo claims to be there to stop you and bring you to justice, but you can see the same twinkle in his eyes that was there when you first met. Will he turn you in to collect the bounty or is it time for The Morningstar to start terrorizing the Old West once more?

The Gambler's Bride

Secondo x Female Reader

Secondo's tale of romance and adventure in the Old West.

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