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Murdered in 1925, Katy Watkins, an eighteen-year-old debutante, finds herself near a worn-down cabin. She doesn’t know where she is, so she heads home and discovers two strangely dressed girls in her bedroom window. When her memory does return, a demon hunts her—this demon is her killer. She walks in the woods trying to get home, stuck in a loop until she meets Lila and Rose. Sixteen-year-old, bipolar Lila has disappointed her family. It was hard for Lila to cope after her father’s suicide, which soon forced Lila, her mom, and her fifteen-year-old sister, Rose, to live with their aunt and uncle in Parkville, Missouri. They discover a ghost tied to an old murder mystery, and Rose begins to film a documentary at a nearby cabin. Rose is possessed by Katy, which makes her sick. In order to save Rose’s life, Lila and Rose help Katy uncover the truth regarding her murder: she was murdered by her sister, not her fiancé as they first suspected. After Katy forgives her sister, she crosses over. Katy’s sister cannot forgive Katy so she remains a demon wandering in her hell forever. Lila and Rosa see their deceased father when Katy crosses, and they forgive him, freeing him from his prison.

It is not yet over. God has not finished with you. You are not dying now. Yes, you are not. This book is to reassure you that He still has a plan for your life. It doesn’t matter how dark things look. Here you will find many interesting chapters like: I SHALL NOT DIE, ALL POWER BELONGS TO GOD, GO BACK AND TELL HIM, PRAYER, WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?, DON’T BE AFRAID, DON’T RUN AWAY and GO AND GET MORE VESSELS. There is no need to give up now. Don’t kill yourself. You must stand up, with faith and hope and fight on, face your challenges. Don’t be afraid and don’t run away from them. God has come to help you. Here you will also read how to resist the spirit of frustration, depression and death. Why is the rate of suicide rising? Any solutions??

Wedding bells are ringing… Or is it a death knell? Rosemary Grey, professor of history at Paperwick University, and amateur sleuth, has never been busier. She and her best friend Jack Stone are hosting an exhibit on campus, Thanksgiving is just around the corner, and on Saturday, Rosemary is marrying the love of her life, Seth Maguire. A monkey-wrench is thrown into the works however, in the form of a long-lost uncle, a long-guarded secret, a robbery, and a murder. Rosemary and her friends will quite an adventure as they work together to solve the mystery before it’s time to say I do. Come spend the holidays in Paperwick, Connecticut, and be sure to enjoy the recipes and keepsakes included at the end of the book!

Training and motivational story leading hand in hand the reader to look for his fear overcoming and to make him reach his dreams. The book tells the story, in the format of sport and motivational telling, of a poor boy living in the Brazil favelas who must face a challenge: escape from his poverty and ugliness world and become a man and a champion in the life and sport. He will be helped by two particular trainers....<br><br>The Secret Of Mind&Body is the story that all of us had lived when the mind force which pushed upward was stronger than the weights pulling us downwards. This is a story which hurts us….a telling for those that do not accept excuses, that decide and achieve their objectives. It is a story for those of us that suffer but that want still hoping and, above all, to succeed. It is a story common to many of us since everybody in the life has been overwhelmed by someone or something. Some of us have the force to get up and to return to fight. This story is dedicated to you, whatever is the battle that you are fighting. Thanks to The Secret Of The Body&Mind you can win it. This is that you will discover in the story, in particular you will see how a simple telling can change your life… How did Carlos to escape from Rocinha? How did George to make him a champion? What is the sheet used by Carlos to win his competition? How did he train his mind? And You, what is the battle that you will win?

" You are no one to me, you are nothing, and don't ever expect anything from me. You were bought here to play the part of a Luna and gratify my sexual desire," My Mate and new alpha said, with no remorse or any kind of affection in his gaze, tears well in my eyes but I refused to cry for the man who beds other women in my presence. I look him in the eyes and answer; " Yes," " No," He growls " Yes, Alpha," I repeat and he walks past me, once he's out of my sight, my legs give up just as tears roll down my cheeks. ... " You're pregnant, Luna, congratulations," My world stopped as I looked at the doctor, she was happy that the pack would have an heir, but I wasn't, you can't be when you've suffered so much at the hands of your fated mate. I ran, I ran and ran but it wasn't far enough for the mighty alpha.

A box-set full of heat, heart, and literary innuendo. TALK WORDY TO ME Chuck McArthur is a tall, dark, and handsome man who happens to love books as much as I do. He calls me Cookie, just like his gramps, and I’m more than eager for him to have a taste. Luckily for me, he likes a woman with some curves, and lucky for him, his dirty talk is quickly becoming my favorite sound. CHECK HER OUT Preston and I are a match made in heaven. After a whirlwind night where love is at the tip of both our tongues, I learn that maybe we aren’t the same after all…I wanted him to check me out on a long-term loan, but maybe it’s too good to be true. Maybe we better shelve this romance before both our hearts get broken. CAN’T HELP MY SHELF Army officer Nash Nichols walks into the children’s section of the library where I work, and changes my trajectory forever. Falling in love sounds sweet and all, but my eyes have always been on another prize: being a mother. Maybe I will get my own version of a happily ever after … or maybe my heart will be broken in ways I didn’t see coming. His Curvy Librarian is a filthy-sweet series brought to you by Frankie Love and Kaylin Evans. It’s full of heat, heart, and literary innuendo. What’s sexier than a man who loves to read? How about a naked man who loves to read?

The fascinating historical-mythological epic, with its enormous weight of pain and death, but over all the splendid timeless scenes of the Trojan War.<br><br>The fascinating historical-mythological epic, with its enormous weight of pain and death, starts with a simple love triangle whose sides are: Elena, ”femme fatale” ante litteram of the Homeric legend; Paris, hero in possession of a classic virile charm; Menelaus, pale ruler of Sparta, overwhelmed by the continuous confrontation with his valiant brother Agamemnon. The meeting between these characters creates a destiny that is filled with pathos: Paris, son of King Priam and who is madly in love with Helen, escapes with her; Menelaus, former husband of Helen, is blinded by jealousy and lust for revenge, will declare war on Troy, beginning a ruinous tragedy that will last ten years. Around this central nucleus, infinite events come to life that are linked by invisible Fate, now tangling now dissolving: unfathomable and mysterious, the true deus ex machina of Greek mythology, Fate exceeds, with its absolute determinism, even the will of the gods. In this fictionalized version of the Trojan epic, the author seems to already know that readers will remain, in spite of themselves, ensnared by the plot and that, like children placed in front of a fairy tale, at the end of each chapter they will ask with irrepressible curiosity: ”And then ?”.

Megan’s grandparents ring up one night out of the blue to ask if they can come down for the week-end. Megan and her parents are concerned that one of them may be sick, but that is not the case, they just have more time on their hands now that they are retired and want to get to know Megan better. The weekend holds many surprises, but the best one for Megan is that her grandparents are sympathetic towards her beliefs and can even feel Grrr’s presence. This has a tremendous effect on Megan's moral, and makes her feel less lonely, although her father has become sympathetic too. However, her mother is still dead-set against her belief in ghosts, familiars and Spirit Guides.<br><br>The Psychic Megan Series consists of twenty-three novelettes about a young girl's growing realisation that she is able to do things that none of her family can. Megan is twelve years old in the first volume. She has two seemingly insurmountable problems. Her mother is frightened of her daughter's latent abilities and not only will not help her but actively discourages her; and she can’t find a teacher to help her develop her supernatural, psychic powers. For she wants not only to know what it is possible to do and how to do it, but to what end she should put her special abilities. Megan is a good girl, so it would seem obvious that she would tend towards using her powers for good, but it is not always easy to do the right thing even if you know what that is. These stories about Megan will appeal to anyone who has an interest in psychic powers, the supernatural and the paranormal and is between the ages of ten and a hundred years old. Megan’s grandparents ring up one night out of the blue to ask if they can come down for the week-end. Megan and her parents are concerned that one of them may be sick, but that is not the case, they just have more time on their hands now that they are retired and want to get to know Megan better. The weekend holds many surprises, but the best one for Megan is that her grandparents are sympathetic towards her beliefs and can even feel Grrr’s presence. This has a tremendous effect on Megan's moral, and makes her feel less lonely, although her father has become sympathetic too. However, her mother is still dead-set against her belief in ghosts, familiars and Spirit Guides.

Welcome to my story. This book is a mere collection of nightmares, without any pretensions but to let you enter the intricate folds of my mind. I think everyone has experienced nightmares in their life, whether asleep or awake; I can well say I am an impressive expert on sleeping terrors. Close-eyed nightmares are my personal curse: I have been having them since I was a child, and I could never explain the reason why. My childhood was always related to the fear that something catastrophic was about to happen, either to me or to the people I loved. I usually felt something akin to a cold breath on my neck that made my hair stand on end; that icy, slimy hand touching your back which makes you startle, aghast. Oftentimes my vision went completely dark, so that I had to go and lie down on my bed in order to feel more at ease; yet, even entering my bedroom I dreaded what would happen when I finally closed my eyes. Things did not improve at all in my teen years: every time, soon after a dream I woke up in a sweat, shivering. After such nights I obviously had to face life again like everyone else, though still doubtful about my future; but it was whenever I had personal choices to make, that the nightmares worsened. At those times my life easily became hell; I closed myself off entirely and always wondered what I had achieved so far and what I wanted next from my life. Over time I have come to write my dreams down in order to understand them, alongside my wishes, to see if they come true. This has helped me shed some light more than once. But back to nightmares. I then thought to myself that I would tell you all about my terrors, embellishing each one and including them in a collection of every spine-chilling thrill I have ever experienced. I apologise for this chilly gift on my part, but my mind likewise is as cold and messy a place. It is the mind of a woman, of a fighter who openly faced evil, and chose to talk about it. Though my words could sometimes wound the more susceptible souls, I do not mean to claim the moral high ground over any of you. Everyone has their own worldview; we feel and shape everything around us accordingly. And after all the ordeals I have endured through life, I now strive to use my inner eye in order to create a more fruitful vision of the future. I would like to see a future full of dreams, studies, travels: dreams are basically wishes our hearts make. As to nightmares, though... Close-eyed nightmares have always been my speciality, and there are several reasons behind this phenomenon, but the main one is probably that I am a tolerant person, yet emotional and sensitive; over the course of my life I have in fact experienced both thorns in my side and many a rainy day. But I have always sought light to illustrate this part of me, so I will tell you of my favourite poem: Mother to Son, by Langston Hughes.

On my 18th Birthday, My twin sister married my mate, Alpha Jacob, in my name. I was Alisa Clark, the she-wolf with the purest blood. The Alphas must feed on my blood. They were blessed with great power while they were cursed. The greater their abilities, the shorter their lives. My blood protected them from their curse Yet, my twin Jennifer took away my glory and had me tortured for 6 years! Worse still, My mate allowed it ** "You've been like a pig for us. He can smell you down here. He's known this whole time." She took out a mirror and held it up to my face. " You think he would ever accept such an ugly mate like this pig." I hadn't seen myself since I was twelve, vibrant and healthy. I was a child then, and now I looked like a ghost. My face was hollow and pale like a sick person. I saw the scar on my face, it burned and had inflamed my cheek so that it was swollen. My eyes were red from the tears. My hair was dull and limp over my skull. My purple eyes were the only piece of me that still held some semblance of life. I could see scars even on my neck, and I knew that my body was even more scarred, and even more pathetic... "How dare you be so stupid." Jennifer said. "How dare you think the Alpha wants you for more than your blood. Imagine him mating with you, when he could have me."