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In book 5 of the Colony Ship Warren series, Beth and Allen find themselves trapped in a vacant place surrounded by deserts. Yet they soon realize that they cannot sit idly by while the Colony Ship Warren is threatened. They risk a dangerous trek to escape and find some assistance. Yet in the vast recesses of the Warren, there awaits horrors which Beth and Allen cannot imagine. What will happen if Beth and Allen encounter one of those horrors?

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Daniel Russo has everything: looks, charm, style, money, and a big plane with his name attached to the side. But even with a skinny blonde for a wife at his side, Dan's got an appetite for someone bigger and meatier. The Jumbo Jillian escorts Mr. Russo on another wild ride, and the plane trip's not too shabby, either.

In the third exciting Hotwife novel, nothing is too much for Casey, and she is satisfied in the most extreme ways. She takes on all colors, men and women, couples, groups of strangers in the parking lot, and a swinger’s club - with dramatic consequences. Her voyeur husband watches and films all the hot taboo action as he waits to reclaim his wife’s used and sullied body.

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Upon the occasion of her own demise, Mary Seacomb was buried, as was her wish, between the roots of the tree - despite the malevolent elements of her work and the fact that she was expressly forbidden from entering any of the church buildings within the surrounding areas. Accounts and parish records from the time reveal that she was regarded as something of an asset to the local area. This was particularly on account of her apparent ability to shield the town and a number of local villages from the effects of the black death.

Well, this beginning of my new life did not start as I thought it was going to. I was here for less than two hours, and I already managed to have a panic attack. What should I expect next. I was in a foreign country, in a car with two people I do not know, going to a clinic where I should have a meeting that could determine my whole future. I had no idea how to do it, but apparently, I had four and a half hours to bring my A-game and impress my future boss.

The next complainant brought us back our cabbages, which was one of our produce that father took pride in. He was already agitated before the vendor could say anything. And just like the tomatoes, the cabbages looked totally fine on the surface. The vendor took out one of them that was already cut in half, and father tried his best not to lash out in front of the vendor because of what he saw. There were maggots crawling from the stalk of the cabbage, and the inner leaves were incredibly pale that it was almost grayish white.

Meet Christine: single mother with a lot on her plate. When she's not taking care of her infant baby Sarah, she's dealing with her overbearing mother, Pamela, reminding her of Christine's deadbeat baby daddy or her past with drugs. Can she find happiness outside of a pizza box? Meet Samuel: Rich, handsome, and about as shallow as a puddle. When he's not having sex with the hottest piece of intern, he's talking shop with his uncle, Gregg. So when Christine and Samuel start talking again, as old schoolmates do, are there sparks flying or is this a disaster waiting to happen?

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Things had been going on good for a while. Until yesterday. Anna had tried to have a friendly conversation with Claire a few times since she had joined the firm. But then, she wasn’t getting anywhere. Anna had no idea whether Claire was married now or if she had a boyfriend. All she ever said was that she never discussed her private life at work. And that made Anna all the more curious. What was Claire life after work? What were her activities? And most of all, would she be interested in getting a drink sometime?

Kellen Coulter has a way with women. A boxer from the wrong side of town, he worked his way through the wealthy daughters at Weston High with a brilliant smile, sweet words, and vacant eyes. No one knows the secrets hiding inside. No one but me. I'm the only girl he's ever let in. The only one who has ever truly seen him. When we met I was just a kid, an old soul with an open ear and a full understanding of what it was to be misunderstood by everyone around you. But even I didn't know the demons sleeping inside him. Not until now. Not until it might be too late.

“So what do you suggest?” “I would refer you to another doctor to assess your case so that -” “But I don’t want another doctor, young man. Can’t you see that?” “I am sorry. Can’t I see what?” “I must see Doctor Annabelle.”

"She squeezed his hands again. “Yes, professor. Ohh, yes. I have opened up my heart to him.” “What would you like to tell him right now?” “I want to confess my feelings for him.” He blinked and swallowed. “Well, that is okay. But that is not why you are here with him at this moment, Julia.”

"Bob, you need to get here as soon as possible. I think someone broke in last night." "What? Don't you think you should have started with that?" "I thought it was you. That is why I called you," I said, already panicking. "I am on my way. Call the police and get out of there now. Someone could still be in there." He ended the call, and I just stood there, looking around, trying to find the courage to pick up the phone and call them. I don't know why but I thought it would be a good idea to look around first. To see if there was any money or stuff missing.

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