Founder of the Tudor dynasty, Henry VII was a crucial figure in English history. In this acclaimed study of the king's life and reign, the distinguished historian S. B. Chrimes explores the circumstances surrounding Henry's acquisition of the throne, examines the personnel and machinery of government, and surveys the king's social, political, and economic policies, law enforcement, and foreign strategy. This edition of the book includes a new critical introduction and bibliographical updating by George Bernard. Views: 588
July 22, 1812. Salamanca, Spain. Frustrated at their first advance, British forces under Wellington's command have spent the last four days maneuvering and retreating from the French army. Patient and cautious, Wellington is determined not to make a fatal mistake. He glimpses a moment of opportunity and grasps it, committing all of his troops to a sudden devastating attack. At the end of the day, the French army is broken, panic-stricken, and reeling; Wellington has achieved the finest victory of his brilliant military career... Views: 588
A decent man would have let her go after our one-night stand, but I’m not decent. Three years ago, Kennedy Mclane saw the real me after we had sex. She saw the ruthless attorney who gets clients—yes, even the guilty ones—off on technicalities. She glimpsed my heart of stone and ran in the other direction, because I’m everything she shouldn’t want.
For three long years, I’ve waited for my good girl to turn bad. ’Cause when she does, it won’t matter if she’s ready for me, or if she can take it. Hard. We have unfinished business, and I’ve been more than fair. She'll probably hate me by the end of all this. But I don't care anymore. I’m going to get her out of my system, one way or another.**From the AuthorI ball my hands and glare down at her. "Why were you at my father's funeral? Why didn't you say anything to me about it?" She pulls a hand through her hair. "I don't know what we are, Duke. I've never known, but I wanted to be there for you. You didn't need--no, you didn't want anyone to show you a shred of sympathy. You made that perfectly clear to everyone who tried to talk to you that day. So I..." Her eyes are wide when she whispers, "Have you cried yet? Have you once grieved for your father?" When I think of my father being gone and never seeing him again there's nothing but a black pit. Some days there's anger. Too many there's indifference. Do I want to feel something other than the bleak cold? I don't know. I can't...I won't tell her that. "You can't miss something you've never had, and I've never had a father." "All the more reason to grieve." My temper slips through my fingers. "What do you want from me, Kennedy? To curl into the fetal position? To cry over the fact my father didn't hug me enough? No. Hug me, period. Apologize to my cousin for making him eat crow? What? What the fuck do you want?" "For you to stop lying to yourself." Her tone is soft, warm and my stomach knots at the tenderness she's showing me. Fucking, Kennedy. I press my finger nails into my palms to court pain, to feel anything but the brush of her words. Except she keeps talking. "Stop believing you're this heartless man, but you can't let go of that. You might actually get hurt if you let your guard down for one second." Huh. You really do see red when you're enraged. The anger works its way down from my vision and squeezes my throat. "Like I did three years ago?" The words barely get above a whisper. She straightens away from me like I've hit her. "What?" I'm not fucking repeating myself. "I have to go back to work." She grabs my tie. "Say it." "How about 'fuck this?'" I offer instead. "Take me or leave me. I'm going on a trip this weekend. Camping. You're welcome to come. Be at my house at six in the morning Saturday. If you're not there...whatever." She wraps her hand around my tie and tugs me closer. "You've never let your guard down with me."
"Neither have you." I release the knot on my tie and leave her with it. Views: 587
Lexi Evans left sunny California for the snow-capped mountains of Utah in search of a new start. A professional chef by trade, Lexi is in search of a new kitchen—one that doesn’t include memories of the man who left her with a ring on her finger and without an explanation.Lucas Royal owns and operates High Country Ranch, a home for troubled boys, as redemption for his troubled past. He’s found purpose working with the boys and being a part of something bigger than himself. Life was on cruise control, that is until he rescues his new chef in a snow storm. One look at her angel face and he’s fighting for control over his heart.In spite of each other, Lucas and Lexi find themselves drawn together by the magic of Christmas. Homemade candies and cocoa, carols around the fire, decorating the tree and of course, eight teenage boys wrapping up the commotion, tie them together. But Lucas struggles to reconcile the man he is now, with the man craving Lexi Evans and a secret from Lexi’s past like the ghost of Jacob Marley intent on pushing them apart.Can Lucas love Lexi knowing a life with her is a future he never saw coming? Will Lexi live in the present and let go of the past to have a future with Lucas? Only some time under the mistletoe and the holidays can give them the hope they need to create a merry Christmas. Views: 587
Is she jumping from a city firetrap into a wilderness icebox?Violet Channing, orphaned at a young age, is tossed about by life's turbulent waters when the aunt who raised her dies. She wants nothing more than to be a schoolteacher. Living in a Boston tenement in 1915, barely able to survive, she accepts a job as a live-in teacher for a sick child in the harsh Yukon Territory. Sailing up the Inside Passage of Alaska, she falls in love with a dashing Yukon riverboat captain. Just when her life feels as beautiful as her new surroundings, tragedy strikes again. Can Violet allow her losses to make her better not bitter and learn to love again in this continuing saga of the loves, tragedies, and second chances of a Norwegian immigrant family who must battle the beautiful but often dangerous waters of early twentieth century Southeast Alaska? Views: 587
