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Ever see one of those seedy-looking hotels in the middle of nowhere and get reminded of Psycho, even as you wonder who might actually stay or work there? Or perhaps you’ve traveled on business and found yourself in the wrong part of town—and the natives are restless.

Fleeting Chills is a series of 33 weird, creepy, short, and scary horror stories by authors Joseph C. Gioconda, Grace Elizabeth, Amy Yun Yu, Isabel Rincón, Petar Vrbich and others.

Ferocious storms, winged beasts, and falling angels are just some of the dark tales locked within these pages. Discover a world where carnage falls from the sky, and delve into the frenzy of a world gone mad as Heaven opens and all Hell breaks loose.

Tamitha meets the most interesting people! Enjoy this trilogy of humorous fantasy stories, which follow Tamitha's adventures: "Tamitha and the Troll Witch", "Tamitha and the Dragon", and "Tamitha and the Vampire".

"God brought my baby back from the dead. Listen to this story if you dare believe this is a true autobiography of the tragedies and triumphs of an amazing woman who perseveres in all life's misfortunes. I have come through it by the Grace and Mercy of God. Many times in our lives we search for an answer in many places of this world, only to find out it is all in King Jesus the one who died for you and me. I truly hope that through this audiobook you will find peace and healing. That is what this is all about."

Gold thread promises Charlotte Miller a chance to save her family's beloved woolen mill. It promises a future for her sister, jobs for her townsfolk, security against her grasping uncle - maybe even true love. But to get the thread, Charlotte must strike a bargain with its maker, the mysterious Jack Spinner. This is an award-winning and wholly original retelling of "Rumplestiltskin".

Beware! These pages are filled with thrilling tales of ghosts, horrors, and things that go bump in the night. A little for everyone, including short stories and poems written by diverse talents and great students, too.

The one thing I love about my life is that when I go through shit, I'm not alone. The club's always got my back. I've been seeing Vail for a while now and when a series of old photographs are brought to light, Vail almost leaves. I almost lost the best thing in my damn life. While things might've been fine, I wasn't going to simply let it go.

Being a Nomad, I always thought it was best for my boy to be with his momma. I was constantly on the road and it wasn't the place for a kid. Sure, I wanted him with me as much as possible, but constantly moving isn't the type of life I wanted for him. Now, things have changed and I'm not ridin' around the States as much as I used to. Sure, I still go out, but we have a satellite club in Tallahassee. When my son begged for me to let him move in with me . . . I knew something happened, but when he told me, I saw red.

Sense of Self showcases women of color who are confronting and challenging the stories they believe about themselves. Conversations between psychiatrist Dr. Gowri Aragam and our guests demonstrate—but do not preach—about therapeutic concepts, particularly personal narrative, its origins, and the power of reclaiming one's own story.

The Raiders of Valhalla MC have been part of my life for as long as I could remember. Lately, there's been some heavy stuff happening at the club. A spa burned down, we saved kids from a horrible situation, and one of my brother's was recently shot. Still, we thrive and persevere with every step. I thought after everything I'd finally have a break. Looking back now, I should've known better. Something tragic happened to my family, and now I'm the sole caregiver to my 3 year old niece, Everly. I thought being her guardian would be the last shake up in my life, but I was wrong.

At a club barbeque we were shot up by enemies. I was with our VP's daughter and covered her body to shield her from the gunfire. Thankfully, she was spared from the bullets, but I wasn't as lucky. I could barely breathe and blood was effortlessly flowing out of my body. The club kept me alert until the paramedics got there, and the woman in the back kept me awake. She told me things and was kind. I knew in that moment I wanted to see her again, but now it's months later and I think I've lost out on my chance of finding her again.