In Danielle Steel's gripping new novel, a reclusive woman opens up her home to her neighbors in the wake of a devastating earthquake, setting off events that reveal secrets, break relationships apart, and bring strangers together to forge powerful new bonds.Meredith White was one of Hollywood's most recognizable faces. But a personal tragedy cut her acting career short and alienated her from her family. For the last fifteen years, Meredith has been living alone in San Francisco with two trusted caretakers. Then, on a muggy late summer day, a massive earthquake strikes Northern California, plunging the Bay Area into chaos. Without a moment's hesitation, Meredith invites her stunned and shaken neighbors into her mostly undamaged home as the recovery begins.These people did not even realize that movie star Meredith White was living on their street. Now, they are sharing her mansion, as well as their most closely kept secrets. Without the walls and privacy of... Views: 409
Oh, say can you see these sparks flying in this 4th of July-themed standalone short romance when singer/songwriter Kamar Jaziri meets the beautiful and undefeated Independence Games champion in a red, white, and blue meet-cute over a plate of hot dogs. Summer Darby, owner of Summer's Sun Spray Tan Salon, is a winner. The end. Every goal she's had, she's crushed and her streak isn't about to come to an end now even though the games have changed. She doesn't care how much the new singer in the pavilion lights her firecracker—she won't be distracted by his star-spangled salute. When Kamar Jaziri isn't studying in graduate school, he's working as a singer/songwriter at small gigs around the local college town—including a recent hire at Yule Heights Shopping Mall. All he wants is a taste of freedom as he chases his American dreams, and that means he doesn't have time for romance or dating. And he definitely doesn't have time... Views: 409
Code Name: Sentinel (Jameson Force Security, Book 2) Views: 408
This dad-by-surprise is in over his head in USA TODAY bestselling author Marie Ferrarella's new installment in the Fortunes of Texas series!This is the story of a man named BradyReformed playboy Brady Fortune has suddenly become legal guardian to his best friend's little boys, and he is in over his head...until Harper Radcliffe comes to the rescue. His new nanny makes everything better, but her past makes her wary. Can Brady convince her they can somehow form a family? Their Fortune bunch won't feel complete without her!From Harlequin Special Edition: Believe in love. Overcome obstacles. Find happiness.The Fortunes of Texas: The Hotel Fortune Views: 408
The young blue-body-painted girls of the Portland Poets' Collective merely want to rain-dance in peace--but the CDC has other plans. Science and mysticism collide in "Sweets for the Sweet," where reiki practioners study the darker side of their craft, and big data comes CRUNCHing in with plenty of capital and firepower.Who would have thought that a night of babysitting could change her life forever?Since his little sister bit her in November, Matt Johnson has kept her alive. Only Natalie could have a hot guy climb through her bedroom window every night and have it mean absolutely nothing romantic. Natalie works hard to hide her crush on Matt because the last thing this newly-turned vampire needs to deal with is a broken heart. Her insecurities about Matt come to a head when the mothers insist on them going to the Valentine's dance together. Will this Valentine's Day suck worse than all her previous Valentine's days?******Excerpt“Thanks,” I told him. “You’re getting good at solving my problems.”“That’s me,” he said, lifting the bottle to refill our glasses. “Synthetic blood deliveryman, fashion consultant, parental advice provider…”“Good friend,” I said. I wanted more, but I couldn’t exactly say, “Slurpalicious hottie." I mean, I didn’t have the guts.******Valentine's Day Sucks is a 16,000 word novella which would be approximately 62 pages in print. Your download will include a three-chapter excerpt of Stirring Up Trouble, a young adult novel currently available at all major retailers. Views: 408
Numbers.
They haunt me.
I can't look into a person's eyes without seeing the six-digit date of their death.
I’m helpless to change it, no matter how hard I try.
I’ve trained myself to look down. Away. Anywhere but at their eyes.
My camera is my escape. My salvation. Through its lens, I see only beauty and life—not death and despair.
Disconnected from all those around me, I’m content being alone, simply existing.
Until I meet him.
Tavian.
The man beyond the numbers.
How can I stay away, when everything about him draws me in?
But how can I fall in love, knowing exactly when it will expire? Views: 408
Move over Buddha! Here comes Chiaia! The book of poems is broken into two parts. Part one is a travelogue told in a haiku-like style covering Malaysia to Korea. Part Two is a more aggressive mantra with terror-laden conversations between a Person and a Mushroom, Odes to things such as Kitsch Technology and For the Sake of It, and experimental poems filled with codes and HTML text.Ten Poems about East Asia and Kitsch Nebula Ampersands And by Ralph-Michael Chiaia has the simple charm of a haiku mixed with the rant of Ginsberg. In his first collection of poetry he has sat in with a string quartet and rocked it through stacked Bose speakers -- though the speakers may have been blown. The book of poems is broken into two parts. Part one is travelogue with a very simple elegant style looking at countries throughout Asia. Part Two is a more aggressive mantra with ideas such as a terror-laden conversation between a Person and a Mushroom and Odes to things such as Kitsch Technology and For the Sake of It. This collection is a must-read for any reader interested in experimental poetry.Ralph-Michael Chiaia was born in New York City in 1975.What others say about him and Ten Poems:"He is a trip-hoppy visionary of language." Lo Galluccio, Ibbetson Street Press"Chiaia’s formalistic experiments appeal to our curiosity, but his experiments in conjuring a familiar world in a personal language are compelling. We get both in this nicely produced book from Coatlism Press. The press and Ralph-Michael Chiaia are new to the small press world, and I look forward to more from both."Clarence Wolfshohl"The poems in this slim volume prove that the beat aesthetic is not dead, or a mere remnant of the dim past. I don't subscribe to the term 'experimental' because it implies that the work is an expedient means to an end and does not stand for itself, so to speak. That may be fine for the discipline of science, but it's antithetical when applied to poetry and art in general.With few words Ralph-Michael Chiaia avails essences of places, transforming cities into states of mind and being that manifest themselves in lightning flashes of revelation. Personal memory gives out to a broader, collective phenomenon of mutual recognition of places and things at once strange and eerily familiar. The images and syntax invoke deja vu-like sensations of what it might feel like to be remembering the memories of someone other than oneself.The poet is adept at mixing haiku with spontaneous bop prosody, stark visual illumination with a playful lyrical sense, resulting in effects that are the products of the paralogical discipline exemplary of all fine art. At times an otherworldly light shines through the lines and one can almost see the face of the poet caught in the mesh of time, unconscious of being glimpsed by a future self in anticipation of its emergence from the deep sleep of meditation upon its own reflection in the still waters of what Lorca called "dark sounds."The language in these poems is bold, striking at the core of awareness itself as the phenomenological world unveils its anatomical scaffolding in one sudden illumination after another. In the momentous process of this existential exposition the poet never loses the enthusiasm for sheer play characteristic of all beautiful art. Modernity, in the spectral manifestations of the high-tech trappings amidst which we find ourselves choicelessly embroiled, avails itself in the poems in its tenuous, hallucinatory charms and fragmented concentrations upon the intrepid details in which the daemons of its glory and inescapable doom are to be found, hidden in plain sight in the very places we always expected to find them."Joe La Rosa Views: 407
