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"Sie merkte, wie er näherkam, dann pressten sich seine Lippen an ihre. Das Gefühl, nichts zu sehen und keine Kontrolle zu haben, erregte sie. Er könnte wer weiß was mit ihr anstellen. Sie küssten sich, beide hungrig." Die erotische Entdeckungsreise eines Liebespaars, das es schafft, ihre Routine hinter sich zu lassen.

I was never human, not with shifter blood running through my veins. But now I know I’m more than that. I’ve touched magic. Some say I’m a goddess reborn, and that scares me almost as much as not knowing. I don’t want to be that. I want to be me. I want to forge my own destiny, not be forced into one. But if I want to choose my path, I’ll need to deal with a few problems first. Starting with the god I just robbed, who isn’t about to let me go. In fact, he’s sent a whole swarm of demons after me. Then there’s the insane brother of the god who I’m soul-bound to.

Chris Harris' destiny was bestowed on him before birth, just as it was on his two brothers, John and Randy. Not human but the physical embodiment of elemental water, earth, and fire, they've been burdened with protecting Earth and freeing the world from the Ultimate Evil. However, unlike their elemental forms, their human selves aren't pure and have desires of their own. After being hidden away in the remote town of Anderson, North Dakota, Chris and his two brothers hoped that their problems would end, but they've only just begun.

Friendships and relationships are ruined. Demands are made. Trust is being put to the test. Sound interesting? The author thinks so too! Listen to Echo and Artist, the third book in The Mean Girl and the Bad Boy series, and experience the compelling world of romantic fiction of short stories.

My name is Ace Bisset, and after a lifetime of proving magic doesn’t exist, I’m learning how to be a witch. If you’d told me a few months ago that I’d be burning sage and staking vampires, I would have laughed in your face. And yet here I am, casting spells and brewing potions while I relentlessly search for a way to lift the curse that binds my four lovers to the night.

My name is Ace Bisset, and I've finally embraced what it means to be a witch. But even with all my newfound power, I still haven't figured out how to break this damned curse. And that's a problem, because time is running out. In order to save the four men I’ve grown to love more than life itself, I have to search deep within my powers and find the key to breaking the dark magic trapping my friends to the night.

I should be free. Of him. Of everyone. But I’m not. I’m still here. I’m still Soulbound. Just not to my ex. Now I’m bound to an ancient shifter god. He’s all I could want in a man. If I’d been allowed to choose him. That’s not the only change however. I’m stronger. Faster. The others, they look to me for answers. I wish I had them. I’m making everything up as I go along, and I’m not sure what scares me more, the idea I might screw up, or the bigger question, the one that keeps me up at night.

Amy and Lucy come home one spring day and see their dad tied up. The timing was perfect for the Mom since she had done it, and she wasn't expecting the girls there. She told them to quickly leave, acting as if someone was after them, and she would try to untie their father. They ran out, fearful for their parents. The mother comes running out alone just as an explosion occurs. Mom tells the girls that she had come home just momentarily before they did and that she couldn't get the father untied in time. They all sob together.

Not since Betty Eadie's Embraced by the Light has a personal account of a near-death experience been so utterly different from most others - or nearly as compelling. In the 30 years since Raymond Moody's Life After Life appeared, a familiar pattern of NDEs has emerged: suddenly floating over one's own body, usually in a hospital setting, then a sudden hurtling through a tunnel of light toward a presence of love. Not so in Howard Storm's case.

In der Novelle von Theodor Stom, die auf einer Sage basiert, steht der fiktive Deichgraf Hauke Haien im Zentrum. Dieser ist ein Mann des Fortschritts und sein Ziel ist es den alten Deich am Dorf zu modernisieren. Doch die abergläubischen Dorfbewohner stehen diesem Projekt sehr skeptisch gegenüber, wittern sie doch großes Unglück hinter dem neuen Damm. Schon bald verkörpert Hauke Haien und sein weißen Pferd für sie das Dämonische, welches in Form eines gespenstischen Schimmelreiters Unglück über das Dorf bringen wird.

Oh, for a simpler time! Paradise Jones dreams of the Hollywood glamour days. Clothes, hair, vintage car - you name it, she's got it. She's classic retro, a 21st-century image of her favorite golden era stars - Doris, Audrey, Esther, Marilyn. The entertainment rags call Paradise eccentric. The studios rarely call at all. When an altercation with her leering stepfather forces her to flee Los Angeles, Paradise leaves behind everything she loves and longs for.

During her senior year at Silver Valley High, Echo is going through the worst time of her life. Murphy’s Law, that anything that can go wrong will, seems to ring true for her. Her parents have deserted her. Her boyfriend, Jesse, is a buttface. Her best friends don’t seem to live up to their best potential. The unimaginable happens, and Artist comes to the rescue. How will things turn out, and will Echo be able to overcome these pitfalls?

Eight months ago, my ex-boyfriend decided that if he couldn’t have me, then nobody could. What should have been the best night of my life was ruined. Stripped of friends, my parents, and denied a mate, my Soulshift was a disaster I didn’t see coming. By now, I should have been making my own family - instead, I’m still searching for the one he destroyed. Once a month, I slink back to my hometown for the Wild Moon. It sucks having to relive everything, but it’s better than being hunted by the pack leader for breaking his rules.

My heart has been captured by a warrior boy, but a valkyrie has no time for love. Valhalla awaits the delivery of honored dead, and any delay will draw unwanted attention. Attention that will put the boy I love in danger, and my loyalty to Asgard in question.

She's a mean girl. He's a bad boy. Every school has at least one. Even Silver Valley High, but what happens when the two collide? Almost legal age Echo embarks on her senior, but it turns out things aren't going as planned. Her parents leave her home alone to fend for herself, but you can't have house parties if your dad cuts you off, leaving you dead broke, and there's nothing to be happy about. Artist is not your everyday bad boy cliché. He has a style all his own. Artist isn't just the bad boy, he's the new kid.

Tal vez no debería haber salido de casa con esa ropa interior tan sensual bajo el abrigo en pleno invierno. Tal vez no debería haber visitado a mi novio en la oficina, aunque fuera el día de San Valentín. Tal vez no debería haberme desnudado delante de él sin estar segura de que estábamos solos. Tal vez podría haber evitado que lo despidieran, haciéndole perder lo que Stefan consideraba el trabajo sus sueños.

Cuando Kendra tomó la decisión de acercarse a Alekséi con artimañas era consciente de los riesgos que corría, ya que aquel hombre era despiadado y no conocía el perdón, y además era lo bastante poderoso como para hacerle pagar con creces cualquier error que cometiera. Un solo paso en falso y perdía la posibilidad de obtener la información que buscaba.

Some say that whenever it snows in Charleston, God is giving a miracle to his most favorite of places. So, I reckon, the blizzard that bleached the entire sky that December must have been a blessing of epic proportions. It was certainly a miracle that I’d forgotten my cell phone after giving my Christmas Eve sermon, and had to race back to the sanctuary in order to retrieve it.

Carolina Brown couldn’t be more different than her mama if she tried - and truthfully most of us believe she worked hard at precisely that. She worked hard at everything else, too, and set off to college to accomplish big things in the wide world. Unfortunately, God called her right back to Charleston when her mama suffered a near fatal accident that left her requiring round the clock care.

Some folks are born with a silver spoon jutting right out of their mouths. Others are a bit more like Miss Harmony King. That poor thing bounced in and out of so many foster homes growing up, that even my head spun circles trying to keep track of them all. Once Harmony hit 18, though, she disappeared from Charleston altogether. Fast forward nearly a decade, and now she’s back, bent over a pew, and praying like her life depends on it. I’d reckon that just maybe it does.