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One tiny company is leading the charge with 𝟗 𝐠𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐬 and counting... [New Trading View Logotype]( [New Trading View Logotype]( He who loses money, loses much; He who loses a friend, loses much more; He who loses faith, loses all. - Eleanor Roosevelt -   Editor's Note: Occasionally, an opportunity comes to our attention at New Trading View we believe readers like you will find valuable. The message below from one of our partners is one we believe you should take a close look at.   Chapter 1 The Great Games? Who says they are only for men? One girl is ridiculous, two is perplexing, but three is to be feared, especially if they are among the leaders, and not at all for pretty eyes. Marie stays in the shadows, continuing her work, watching as the enemy swallows the bait, which he is clearly not up to his ears. The girls will try to change the world, and if it fails, then tweak it to suit themselves, the main thing is the desire, friendship, love and a sea of optimism with trouble on their bottom ninety. Welcome to the continuation of the story of cheerful girlfriends caught up in another world. They have already started their business and do not intend to stop. If you're ready, let's go, the story continues! *** - Marie! Hurry up, how much longer are you going to drag yourself along? - Nastya grumbled, pushing me in the devil's workout that she herself had been doing for a month and a half. - I can't go on! Let's take a break," I pleaded, barely able to move my legs. We run, in my opinion, the tenth kilometer, but stubborn coach in the face, my friend said that only the third! How so?! Steps, or what, counts? Here's just feel that I'm fooled. - You're already resting! - She was surprised when she came up to me. And if I was just walking, she ran on the spot. Where did she get her strength from? - I just sat down on a stump and took a couple of sips of water! This is no rest! - said her offensively, looking ahead of the other sisters. Sveta and Lena ran ahead, saying that at my pace, we would be without dinner tonight. So they ran ahead, to prepare the camp for the break and something for dinner, while my personal nightmare dealt with me. And who would have thought that such a nice girl like Nastya would have such a commanding attitude? I'm even afraid to disobey her. No sisters in sight, which means we still have a long way to go. Nightmare! - Marie, you know it's for your own good. You can see how much progress has been made," Nastia encouraged me as she circled around me. The Energizer batteries were resting. But my friend was right, there was progress, and what progress! The power I was gifted with was very great, and I had to learn to control it. In the past month and a half, we had visited more than ten cities, and we had already cured about a hundred creatures of the disease. There was even a rumor around the world that the Gods had taken pity on me and began to bestow magic on the chosen few. It was true to a certain extent, since we were working on behalf of the Goddess. And the fact that they did not bestow magic, but healed and restored the former flow of magic, only we knew. Sveta suggested that we be called "little goddesses. - If everyone thinks that it is the Gods who give them magic, then we are Goddesses! - Sveta reasoned cheerfully as we stopped for another halt in the woods. - But we don't bestow magic, we only remove the contamination that hides its true potential," I protested, enjoying the break. - By your logic, sister, we're more like angels. They were the Gods' helpers, and they came down to Earth to do their bidding. So we do something similar," Lena reasoned, leafing through another magic book. We borrowed it from one of the libraries at the school where a dozen students had recently been healed. When she passed by, she couldn't help herself and took one. Hopefully, the disappearance will not be noticed, because the same textbooks there were more than a dozen, and all just dusted on the shelves. Lazy youth gone, or the textbook is outdated? Either way, my friend is happy, and okay. - In that case, I'm a fallen angel! - Sveta said cheerfully and made such a dreamy face, as if indeed the wings are about to appear, and the halo lights up. - And why the fallen? - Nastya wondered as she continued sharpening her swords. A new altered form of the artifact that the Goddess gave them. A friend said to be in good shape you have to train all the time. If I had only known what kind of training it would be! - You're the one who said I was a fallen woman when we were looking at the next handsome man in the dorm. - I said you were horny! - Nastya objected, and a new confrontation ensued. The topic of horny girls came up more and more often. I understand, of course, girls are young, full of fire, and hormones play, especially if you are surrounded by all the handsome guys, but not so much! I almost had to push the girls out of the dorms, and sometimes I only went to work with Lena. She was more or less in control. But I still noticed her interested glances at the sleeping guys. I was lying to myself, and I didn't mind lying down with one of them, either. But, unfortunately, all we had to do was admire the beautiful and sleepy specimens. - Let's call our company Fallen Angels! - Sveta said solemnly, and at the same moment a warm breeze touched our faces and ruffled our hair. And now the world has joined us. Lately, we've begun to feel its presence more and more often. And though we didn't see him, little moments like a breeze, or a flower growing in front of you, sometimes popped up. We were watched over, and it was eerily pleasant. - Not bad, but why fallen people? - I asked my eerily satisfied friend, who was squinting in the breeze. - So we walk on earth, we do not fly to the clouds, so - the fallen. Peace, hello!" she cried joyfully to the sky. And so the days went by. We came to the city, treated and left. Everything seemed to be clear, our plan was simple: move on and treat, but I guess things can't always be all right. In our case, too, changes in our journey made a set of circumstances, which Nastya was especially happy about. - Girls, it's time to practice! Marie said that there's a war in this world, you have to be prepared for it! - confidently spoke Nastya, turning her artifact from a stick into a sword. Yes it's big and powerful! - And let us just quietly and modestly pass by? Why climb into the thick of it? - I whispered, looking at the burning eyes of his friend. There was a flame burning in them that just can't wait to be released, and that requires a battle! Oh, and I don't like it. - I agree! We need the training," Light's sister said, and blades appeared in her hands. That's right, this will not end well! - Training is necessary, but in the thick of the events we will not interfere it is worth it. The main thing is to save Marie, that's our first priority," Lena said quietly, showing her bow. Well, where is she going? - But you do not fight each other, how will you train? - I asked the sisters, and they looked at each other thoughtfully (they fought with phantoms in Part 1). 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝟓𝟎𝟎,𝟎𝟎𝟎 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔. One tiny company is leading the charge with 𝟗 𝐠𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐬 and counting. [gas station ]( [Click here to watch!]( The table is set, the olivier is in place, and the ruddy chicken is in its place of honor. A bottle of champagne awaits its moment. An empty flute next to a child's drinker. My young happiness is watching TV with the same stars on different channels. What a rough month they've had. I wonder how many times they have celebrated the holiday, while drinking to people's happiness and health. My modest but cozy apartment is decorated with colorful garlands and colored lights. The fluffy beauty is dressed up with glittering balloons and funny fairy tale characters. I didn't put up a Christmas tree before, a couple of sprigs were enough for the smell. Now I have a sweet angel in my life for whom I'm willing to do anything. I had to go and look for the main heroine of the evening in minus thirty, and also to go to the store and buy all the remaining attributes of a fabulous holiday. Toys, tinsel, rain, garlands and a lot of other things I had to buy to make the apartment feel like a holiday. And also a kilo of tangerines, how could I do without them? The New Year, a magical night for many. We make wishes and believe that they can come true. For many it is one of the happy days of the year, but I do not know what it is for me. I've been through too much in the past few years. And it was both bad and good. - Mom, I want a miracle, - babbled my Lyosha, pointing to the screen at another Santa Claus, who gave gifts and congratulated everyone on the holiday. - I also want such a miracle, - I smiled to my son, stroking his dark hair. Of course, I wanted a younger and prettier man, so that I would have someone to open a bottle with, but I did it myself. Basically, as I have always done lately. I guess this is my punishment for being too spineless and naive in the past. As for men, I just do not have time for them, and no one compares to my Lyosha. Only he loves me unselfishly, and he does not care what I look like in the morning and how I dress. A dream, not a man. I smiled and kissed his rosy cheek. - Mama, drink," he said, pulling out of my tight embrace. Eh, he does not appreciate a woman's affection, but it's nothing, when he is eighteen he will hug girls and get their attention. I went to the table and poured juice for the child, while I decided to taste the wine myself. She had to put herself in a festive mood somehow. I've been doing nothing but running around like a squirrel in a wheel since this morning. Cleaning, cooking, preparing my New Year's Eve outfit. I would not have cooked so many dishes for myself, if it were not for my friends, who promised to come after twelve. So I made a big effort. The table was set in such a way that it was literally bursting with viands. I was dressed for the occasion. The golden dress was tight around my figure, accentuating the right things. It was knee-length, allowing me to see my slender legs. I wore it for the first time in three years. Took the dress, as if from another life. There I was carefree and believed in miracles and true love. But the rose-colored glasses flew off the moment I caught my Sergei in bed with some slutty girl. She was moaning and screaming so hard that my ears almost curled up. I'm surprised he wasn't deaf, or that he liked it. I was the quiet one in bed, never moaned so hard that the neighbors would bang on the wall. This significant moment happened on New Year's Eve. There was a party at work, and I told Sergei that I was going to be late, which he took advantage of, the bastard. And the rest of the story was trivial. I left the party early in order to have time to buy a gift for my dear man. I spent the whole hour walking around the mall looking for something interesting. It was possible to buy a watch, but if you want something worthwhile you have to spend a lot of money. I didn't have a lot of money for a gift. Teachers don't earn much. You can't buy clothes, you have to measure them. Perfume is also better to choose yourself, otherwise it's a waste of money. I decided to buy a black leather bracelet, on which I could wear a pendant. And here I slowed down, because the choice of pendants was just enormous. I could choose anything from exclusive to funny trinkets. I thought for half an hour and broke my neck, but then I chose the one I liked. I hoped he would appreciate my efforts and hints. The first pendant, I chose our planet with a hanging airplane, it looked very interesting and beautiful, because the planet was made of something blue. It will be a hint that it's time for us to go somewhere, because I'm twenty-five now, and I've never been anywhere. And someone promised to show me the whole world. The second pendant was a golden angel. I got it at a place that sold illuminated crosses. Even the church was starting to make things like that. I was assured that it was a guardian angel icon, and it was illuminated. They said it would keep the wearer safe from harm. True or not, I don't know, but it looked gorgeous. For the third and final pendant, since I had no more money left, I chose ridiculous handcuffs. Two silver rings connected by a chain. And this thing let him think about what it meant.- I don't want a relationship right now. I just want to be alone," I said tiredly as I chewed my pie. - That's ridiculous. No one should be alone on New Year's Eve. There's a phrase: "How you celebrate New Year's Eve, how you spend it. Do you want to be alone all year?" she said indignantly, pouring me a hot tea. - I don't see why not. No one else would hurt me so much," I said sadly, knowing that now my life would change. And what, I'm afraid to be alone. Was I so dependent on Sergei that independent life now frightens me. - It's all nonsense. You're beautiful and young, it's not right for you to be alone. Forget your Alphonse, find yourself another one at least for the holidays. You should believe in omens," she said, laughing, and gesturing her eyebrows in a funny way. What a grandmother. She had the best advice, too. Well, we'll see. I arrived at my friend's on December thirtieth. Luba met me at the train station, and then took me to her apartment. She lived alone, so there was enough room for us in her two-room apartment that her parents had given her. On the way, she told me her story, since I didn't dare explain it over the phone. The friend was very indignant for a long time, and then offered all sorts of options for revenge against this fool who didn't appreciate what he had. Upon arriving at the apartment, the discussion went more colorful as we began to celebrate my freedom. Luba was having a party tomorrow, so she had plenty of alcohol. Nothing would happen if we had one bottle tonight. A few hours later I was already happy that I was now free. Because, from my friend's point of view, my hands were now untied, and I could finally move in to live here. Luba had been begging me to move for a long time, even looking for a job for me. We'll share the place until I get my own. And after about the second bottle, I decided that it was just a brilliant idea. That's what I'm going to do! I'll celebrate the holidays here, come to my senses, and then return to Omsk, quit my job, pack up the rest of my things and move out. I won't cling to someone who doesn't appreciate me, I deserve better. We woke up closer to lunch, and immediately developed a lot of activity. Cooking, then cleaning, and do not forget to make myself look decent. So, we ran until late in the evening. But when the noisy company came, we were completely ready. The tables were laid and we were all dressed up. My friend's friends are great, cheerful and polite, which is so rare now. But the most interesting thing is that everyone came in pairs. Even my friend had a boyfriend, and now I felt superfluous. They chatted and joked with me, but watching guys pinning and kissing girls was unbearable. My heart wound was still bleeding. So as not to spoil the evening with my sour face, I decided to go for a walk. I quickly changed into black jeans and a white sweater. I threw on a down jacket, put on a hat and scarf, and boots, and left before anyone noticed. Where can a lonely girl who wants a simple holiday go. That's right, to the central square to the Christmas tree. She went down to the subway and took a few minutes to get to the Winter Palace. The fluffy beauty was just huge with lots of sparkling lights and shimmering toys. There were tons of people walking around the square and taking pictures with the emperors and empresses. The thing about this place. There was an ice skating rink just to the side, I wanted to go skating, but it was too crowded. Okay, we could just walk around, give in to the mood of the crowd.   [Logotype by NTV]( You are receiving our newsletter because you opted-in for it on one of our sister websites. Make sure you stay up to date with finance news by [whitelisting us](. 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