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A random bolt from a DC-8 falls from the sky, killing a child and throwing the faith of a young Jesuit Jesuit into crisis. A boy’s mother dies on his fifth birthday, sparking a lifetime of repressed anger that he unleashes once a year in reckless duels with the Fate, God, or Power who let the coincidence happen. A young woman on a run in Seattle experiences a shooting star moment that pierces her with a love that will eventually help heal the Jesuit, the angry young man, and innumerable others.

I’m usually alone in my head, and that’s where 90 plus percent of my problems are. When Murderbot's human associates (not friends, never friends) are captured and another not-friend from its past requires urgent assistance, Murderbot must choose between inertia and drastic action. Drastic action it is, then.

Weston King knows how to play. But wild nights and owning an extensive collection of women's panties don't carry the thrill they once did, so when his business partner, Donovan, suggests an outrageous plan to allow them to take over their competition, Wes takes him up on the offer. The crazy idea? Marry the competitor.

Si on pense toujours à soigner son image, aussi bien pour séduire que pour inspirer le respect et l’autorité, on ne pense jamais à soigner sa voix. Pourtant, la voix est une pièce maîtresse de notre identité profonde : notre vie impacte notre voix et notre voix peut également impacter nos vies ! Prendre la mesure de la puissance de sa voix, c'est un premier pas vers l'épanouissement et le succès ! Oui, on peut travailler sa voix, l’ajuster, la modeler dans la direction que l’on souhaite pour chanter, mais aussi pour parler en public, devenir un bon orateur et gagner en impact.

Pour Arlo, une seule règle : on ne touche pas à Tillie. À la fac de San Diego, depuis quatre ans, Arlo Sheridan est chez lui : ici, il respire vraiment. Enfin, il respirait jusqu’à ce que "Baby Tillie" ait l’âge de les rejoindre sur le campus, Colleen et lui. Colleen, c’est la grande sœur de Tillie et la meilleure amie d’Arlo. Ces deux-là sont liés par un truc indéfinissable, et rien ni personne ne pourrait passer avant leur amitié.

En 1984, la sociedad ha cambiado tanto que resulta irreconocible. La Franja Aérea 1, la antigua Gran Bretaña, está sometida a la implacable vigilancia del Gran Hermano. Nadie puede escapar de ella... salvo, tal vez, Winston Smith. En su puesto del Ministerio de la Verdad, donde trabaja reescribiendo la historia, sueña en secreto con ser libre. En un mundo donde el amor y el sexo están prohibidos, donde no es fácil diferenciar amigos de enemigos, conocerá a Julia y a O’Brien, y jurará rebelarse.

You have the right to remain sexy. Anything you say can and will be used to get you in my bed. You have the right to use my body to give yourself a delirious, life-changing orgasm. If you have trouble...don't worry, I'm a bit of an expert in that department.

The conclusion to the epic romance begun in Dirty Filthy Rich Men.

From the moment Audre arrives in rural Pennsylvania, it’s clear she won’t fit in. After all, her nose ring, her horror movie obsession, and her family’s Ouija board collection aren’t likely to endear her to a town convinced there’s a secret Satanic cult conducting rituals in the nearby woods. When the preacher’s daughter and Audre’s crush, Elle, goes missing on Halloween weekend, the town is quick to point fingers in Audre’s direction.

Rowan Callahan is a career-climbing attorney. But vicious - and false - rumors are destroying her professional life. That all ceases to matter when a plane crashes in downtown Chicago and the entire city goes dark, and she realizes she’s just witnessed the kick-off to the apocalypse. Armed with a backpack of supplies, she leaves Chicago, intent on resetting her skewed priorities and seeking shelter at the family farm with her father and sister. She’s injured and running for her life when she stumbles directly in the crosshairs of two men who just might be her salvation.

This is Under Milk Wood as you've never heard it before. The last completely original audio-only production of Thomas' masterpiece, Under Milk Wood, was in 1954 (two months after Thomas's death). It has been reprised countless times since then for stage, TV, and in book form, but this wholly new version, headed by Iwan Rheon as First Voice, keeps Thomas' original script but brings a bold, modern soundscape and authentic Welsh voices to his vivid storytelling.

You've heard the rumors . . . Yes, they're all true. The women . . . the bank account . . . the really big . . . Okay, I'm getting ahead of myself. I'm just saying, there's a reason some call me Mr. Big. But none of it will matter to her. I've known her since we were kids. And she's just as off limits now as she was then. She's my best friend's little sister and when he asked me to give her the grand tour, he did not mean of my bedroom.

When I met Donovan Kincaid, I knew he was rich. I didn't know he was filthy. Truth be told, I was only trying to get his best friend to notice me. I knew poor scholarship girls like me didn't stand a chance against guys like Weston King and Donovan Kincaid, but I was in love with his world, their world, of parties and sex and power. I knew what I wanted - I knew who I wanted - until one night, their world tried to bite me back and Donovan saved me. He saved me, and then Weston finally noticed me, and I finally learned what it was to be in their world.

Imagine the man of your dreams. The blue eyes. The unruly blonde hair. The perfect abs. How strong his muscular thighs feel as you dig your fingernails into the denim of his jeans. Now imagine looking up to meet his gaze as he guides you towards his belt. Offers you a new life, a new destiny, a whole new world as he teaches you how to make him moan. Coaches you in the art of being sexy. Would you say no? Could you say no?

When I met Donovan Kincaid, I knew he was rich. I didn’t know he was filthy. Truth be told, I was only trying to get his best friend to notice me. I knew poor scholarship girls like me didn't stand a chance against guys like Weston King and Donovan Kincaid, but I was in love with his world, their world, of parties and sex and power. I knew what I wanted - I knew who I wanted - until one night, their world tried to bite me back and Donovan saved me. He saved me, and then Weston finally noticed me, and I finally learned what it was to be in their world.

From award-winning journalists John Quiñones and María Elena Salinas comes One Year in Uvalde, a narrative that builds on yearlong ABC News reporting from Uvalde, Texas, chronicling how the community is forging on through grief with hope and activism in the shadow of tragedy.

I was a basic bitch. My job was fast-paced, stressful, and a time suck, but I loved it. What I didn’t love was there was little time for the best kind of stress relief. I was looking for a little D in my life. Okay, I was looking for a big D, but only for a limited time. Because I needed three things. I needed someone who didn’t know me professionally. I needed nothing but casual, and, most importantly, I needed to come.

Paxton Vance isn't as cryptic as he thinks. That broody nature and tough-guy exterior aren't fooling me one bit. I know everything about him. I listen in on his most personal phone calls. I read his mail before he does. I even know what his mother got him for Christmas last year. You're the man of my dreams, Paxton Vance. You just don't know it yet. But don't worry, I'll remind you. I'm here to give you everything you need, before you know you need it.

My wife. I love saying those words. She's mine, and if she thinks I'm going to let her run without tracking her down and bringing her back to where she belongs - with me - then she's about to be introduced to a new reality. Because I'll fight dirty to give her the happily ever after she deserves. Dirty Together is the final book in the Dirty Billionaire Trilogy.

Unlike my conniving brother, I have no designs on the throne. Let better men rule. I'm happy to let better men rule-I've never pretended to be a good man. I've been in exile, but no longer. I'm finally going home. This time, no one can keep me away. Not Ariel, the woman I left behind. Not the killer on my tail. Hell, not even my cousin-the king-can stop me. But I do have a score to settle. Everything's going just fine until Ariel is assigned to my protection detail. She will ruin everything, and probably enjoy doing it. Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.