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Madness. It's abysmal. Horrifying. Sublime. Richard Clayson is a slave to his addiction, the idea of Beau, the thought of beauty, so transparent and transcending, ingeniously in the form of a perfect person. A battle within, against the demon’s voice in his head. However, what happens when someone exposes him? Now he's gone too far. Sunk far too low. Too deep in the mouth of the cave he cannot see the entrance. His life is ruined. If he could, he would stop the world from turning, the heavens from opening up and beaming sunlight down on them.

What happens when the confirmed bachelor and K9 veteran falls for the one woman who has no intentions of ever settling down? Sure, he has biceps the size of my thick thighs and a rugged lumberjack exterior that satisfies all of my fantasies about climbing a man like a tree, but I'm not looking for a relationship—especially with a confirmed bachelor. Besides, I'm also happily single and don't plan to change that. Ever. Maybe it’s my hyper independence that keeps me firmly in bachelorette territory…

De Eerste Wereldoorlog werd 'de oorlog om alle oorlogen te beëindigen' genoemd... maar dat deed hij niet. In deze beknopte weergave van de Eerste Wereldoorlog kijken we naar de redenen ervoor, de reacties erop, en uiteindelijk het overlijden van degenen die het grootste offer brachten. Zo vaak horen we over de grote offers die gebracht werden in de daaropvolgende oorlogen, maar het verhaal van de Eerste Wereldoorlog biedt een diepgaand inzicht in de omstandigheden die leidden tot de Tweede Wereldoorlog.

Howard Norman’s The Bird Artist, the first book of his Canadian trilogy, begins in 1911. Its narrator, Fabian Vas, is a bird artist: he draws and paints the birds of Witless Bay, his remote Newfoundland coastal village home. In the first paragraph of his tale, Fabian reveals that he has murdered the village lighthouse keeper, Botho August. Later, he confesses who and what drove him to his crime—a measured, profoundly engrossing story of passion, betrayal, guilt, and redemption between men and women. The Bird Artist is a 1994 National Book Award Finalist for Fiction.

Who are we? Nobody really knows. We’re seven powerful heirs to empires, ruling Manhattan from our thrones on Park Avenue. By day, we’re the elite, untouchable, and more connected than you could ever imagine. By night, we revel in the darkness of our secrets, pulling strings that make the city bow to our whims.

The wealthy are crumbling. One by one, their names stain the Seattle Daily Newspaper. The ink smudges their reputation, spotlighting their depravity to the world. Monsters dressed in designer clothes. No amount of money can hide their rotting flesh paired with a corrupt soul. The wealthy are dying. But power doesn't wait, and in a city hungry for it, one second of mourning is a new blade to the throat. I live among them. The "orphan girl" blessed to taste their life. To play their games. To have their men...

Boys’ homes, borstal, jail, stealing, then jail again – and again. That’s been life for Jube and Sonny. One Pakeha, the other Maori, only vaguely aware of life beyond pubs and their hopeless cronies. Then, one night out stealing, the two small-time hoods chance upon the home of a wealthy Wellington lawyer … The ensuing events unfold with stark brutality amidst a seldom-seen New Zealand cityscape of littered streets, crowded highways and noisy smoke-filled bars – a world of inarticulate turmoil that Jube and Sonny are unlikely to ever escape.

There are several principles of landscaping, but my favorite has always been simplicity. I'm a go-with-the-flow and keep-it-simple kind of guy. Always have been. Always will be. It's how I do my job and how I live my life. Of course, as luck would have it, it only takes one job and one indescribably hot stranger to change everything for me. Because one thing Dutton Collins is not... simple.

A curse trapped me inside my werewolf, and I became the perfect killing puppet for the warlock controlling me. Screams of my victims haunt me. The phantom warmth of blood heats my hands. And guilt eats away at my psyche.

A moving and insightful anthology of personal essays by Irish autistic adults. Wired Our Own Way: An Anthology of Irish Autistic Voices is the first collection of personal essays written by autistic Irish adults.

She survived the deadliest serial killer of her generation. Or so everyone thought. No one knew how many pieces of her he took to the grave with him. She hid her scars, her nightmares. She hid everything until she couldn't. Then she ran. But Colby followed her. He'd follow her to the ends of the earth. To hell and back. Sariah knew he would. Because Colby had already wrenched her out of hell once. Because Colby loved her. Only Colby loved the girl she was before. The carefree girl she used to be. She had to show Colby that girl was gone. By any means necessary.

I definitely overestimated my own handyman skills when I bought this fixer-upper. I have to say, the view from my new place is worth it though. Especially around seven o'clock every morning when my big, furry bear of a neighbor drinks his coffee shirtless on his back porch. He's dedicated to the bear thing too. Growly, grumpy, and as it turns out, he really likes belly rubs. Am I a sucker for a touch starved grump? Yes. Am I sorry about it? Absolutely not.

Elliot Carson left Sugarlake and has never looked back. Revered as the next big thing in basketball, Eli's a star until an injury ends his career, sending him spiralling with no direction. But he won't go home. He can't. Instead, he accepts a coaching gig at Florida Coast University, determined to leave his past behind. But fate has other plans when Becca, his sister's best friend, shows up as a student and, even worse, becomes the new team manager.

Since their advent, antibiotics have saved millions of lives, marking one of the greatest medical advances in our history. Dangerous Miracle weaves together the grand arc of the evolution of antibiotics over millions of years with a history of the past century: first as we mined the earth for naturally occurring antibiotic molecules, then as we learned to synthesise our own. But like fossil fuels, antibiotics are a finite resource which we’ve regarded as a cheap, everlasting fuel.

Lily Adams ran away and never looked back. She got herself clean and lives a sober life, working hard to give her son a good home in a place where they'll be safe. It's been years since she left Sugarlake, and the last thing she'd expect is her brother sending someone to find her. Mason Wells is the best private investigator in Tennessee. Tasked with the mission of hunting down Lily Adams, he knows he's the perfect man for the job. At least he thought he was, until he actually finds her.

The good girl falls for the bad boy. Can we name a bigger, or better cliché? Despite my ideas about the deep misogyny associated with this particular one, I've somehow found myself in the middle of it. Except, I'm not the good girl. I'm exceptional at playing that role. But I'm not. My secrets make sure of that. And he's not a boy. He's a man. Older than me by decades. An outlaw. A villain. A member of one of the most notorious MCs in the country. The Sons of Templar.

Ivor and Sally Davis were horrified when their Malibu neighbors, Verna Roehler and her son, Doug died in a terrible boating accident. The nightmare only continued when her husband, their friend, Fred Roehler, was arrested and then convicted for their murder. As investigative writers they set out hoping to find Roehler innocent—instead they found a viper's nest of deceit and murder.

For two days a year, a carousel sings. Humans come, but they do not leave. Gremlins, ghouls, and sincasters need to feed. If paranormals come, they will never be free. They have to put on a show and give the audience the creeps. A demon is a ringmaster, selling souls for the right price. A fortune teller sees his demise. A vampire is used to cry. An angel loses his wings. A banshee calls for help and screams. They will no longer exist after Halloween. It's why they need a Wildes witch. The most powerful one they will ever see.

For decades, philanthropy has been viewed as a benevolent force, uplifting communities and advancing education and medicine. But what if charity wasn’t just about generosity? What if it was a strategic tool—one used to shape society, consolidate power, and reinforce the very economic system that created the wealth it distributes? In Wholesale Philanthropy: From Charity to Social Transformation, a section from E. Richard Brown’s Rockefeller Medicine Men, we uncover how corporate elites—led by figures like John D.

Striking where the enemy is weakest and melting away into the darkness before he can react. Never confronting a stronger force directly, but using audacity and surprise to confound and demoralize an opponent. Operations driven by good intelligence, area knowledge, mobility, speed, firepower, and detailed planning, and executed by a few specialists with indigenous warriors—this is unconventional warfare.