Aiden I wanted to own her from the minute I saw her. That’s why I bought her for the night at my yacht party, but that one night wasn’t enough. I crave her. I have to have her. And for the first time, in a long time, I feel like I’m falling for someone. That can’t be right. I’m a confirmed bachelor. I love one-night stands and women who leave in the morning. But Ellie is different. She challenges me. She doesn’t listen. She frustrates me on every level and that makes me want her even more. It’s not just sex I want. Oh, no…I want more. This week, there are no rules. EllieI’m a good girl who has never had a one-night stand, let alone let myself be auctioned off to the highest bidder. But that night with Mr. Black on his yacht was amazing and it gave me enough money to pay off all of my school loans. I doubted that I would ever see him again. He is a manwhore,... Views: 354
First published in 1973, The Book of Eve has become a classic. When Eva Carroll walks out on her husband of 40 years, it is an unplanned, completely spontaneous gesture. Yet Eva feels neither guilt nor remorse. Instead, she feels rejuvenated and blissfully free. As she builds a new life for herself in a boarding house on the "wrong" side of Montreal, she finds happiness and independence -- and, when she least expects it, love. Views: 354
And then, just like that, a thought bubbles inside me. It's a beginning; a new beginning; my beginning. The beginning of the story I tell myself in order to survive.We choose to breathe, don't we?Twenty-one-year-old Olivia hears the world in colour, but her life is mottled grey. Estranged from her parents, and living with her grandfather who is drowning in sadness, Oli faces the reality of life beyond university alone.When she wakes on a boat with no recollection of how she got there, she accepts the help of two strangers who change the course of her future forever. With Mac and Maggie, Oli learns to navigate a life upon open ocean and the world flowers into colours she's never seen before.Four years later, Oli, fluent in the language of the sea, is the only woman among men on a yacht delivery from Noumea to Auckland. In the darkness below deck, she learns that at sea, no one can hear you scream.Moving to London, Oli's life at sea is buried. When... Views: 353
“Oh! Jack, Ellen, come here this instant!” cried Jane Pellew in so excited a manner that the mail rider almost fell out of his jumper in his effort to see what it was that made Miss Jane “take on so.” She was dancing around the broad old veranda waving one of the letters he had just handed her. “Too hot, Sis, and we are too comfortable,” came Jack’s lazy voice from under the big ash tree that shaded one side of the porch. Views: 353
When a seed-merchant of cautious disposition and an eye to the main chance receives from an eminent firm of jam-manufacturers an extremely large order for clover-seed, his emotions are mixed. Joy may be said to predominate, but with the joy comes also uncertainty. Are these people, he asks himself, proposing to set up as farmers of a large scale, or do they merely want the seed to give verisimilitude to their otherwise bald and unconvincing raspberry jam? On the solution of this problem depends the important matter of price, for, obviously, you can charge a fraudulent jam disseminator in a manner which an honest farmer would resent. This was the problem which was furrowing the brow of Mr. Julian Fineberg, of Bury St. Edwards, one sunny morning when Roland Bleke knocked at his door; and such was its difficulty that only at the nineteenth knock did Mr. Fineberg raise his head. "Come in—that dashed woodpecker out there!" he shouted, for it was his habit to express himself with a generous strength towards the junior members of his staff. The young man who entered looked exactly like a second clerk in a provincial seed-merchant\'s office—which, strangely enough, he chanced to be. His chief characteristic was an intense ordinariness. He was a young man; and when you had said that of him you had said everything. There was nothing which you would have noticed about him, except the fact that there was nothing to notice. His age was twenty-two and his name was Roland Bleke. "Please, sir, it\'s about my salary." Mr. Fineberg, at the word, drew himself together much as a British square at Waterloo must have drawn itself together at the sight of a squadron of cuirassiers. "Salary?" he cried. "What about it? What\'s the matter with it? You get it, don\'t you?" "Yes, sir, but--" "Well? Don\'t stand there like an idiot. What is it?" "It\'s too much." Mr. Fineberg\'s brain reeled. It was improbable that the millennium could have arrived with a jerk; on the other hand, he had distinctly heard one of his clerks complain that his salary was too large. He pinched himself. "Say that again," he said. "If you could see your way to reduce it, sir--" It occurred to Mr. Fineberg for one instant that his subordinate was endeavoring to be humorous, but a glance at Roland\'s face dispelled that idea. "Why do you want it reduced?" "Please, sir, I\'m going to be married." "What the deuce do you mean?" "When my salary reaches a hundred and fifty, sir. And it\'s a hundred and forty now, so if you could see your way to knocking off ten pounds--" Mr. Fineberg saw light. He was a married man himself. "My boy," he said genially, "I quite understand. But I can do you better than that. It\'s no use doing this sort of thing in a small way. From now on your salary is a hundred and ten. No, no, don\'t thank me. You\'re an excellent clerk, and it\'s a pleasure to me to reward merit when I find it. Close the door after you." And Mr. Fineberg returned with a lighter heart to the great clover-seed problem. The circumstances which had led Roland to approach his employer may be briefly recounted. Since joining the staff of Mr. Fineberg, he had lodged at the house of a Mr. Coppin, in honorable employment as porter at the local railway-station. The Coppin family, excluding domestic pets, consisted of Mr. Coppin, a kindly and garrulous gentleman of sixty, Mrs. Coppin, a somewhat negative personality, most of whose life was devoted to cooking and washing up in her underground lair, Brothers Frank and Percy, gentleman of leisure, popularly supposed to be engaged in the mysterious occupation known as "lookin\' about for somethin\'," and, lastly, Muriel. Views: 353
Named one of the most anticipated fall books by:Entertainment Weekly, Esquire, Vulture, The Observer, Kirkus, Lit Hub, The Millions, The Week, Oprah Magazine, The Paris Review Daily, Nylon, Pacific Standard, Publishers Weekly, Slate, The Philadelphia Inquirer, and The GuardianFrom the award-winning author of 10:04 and Leaving the Atocha Station, a tender and expansive family drama set in the American Midwest at the turn of the century: a tale of adolescence, transgression, and the conditions that have given rise to the trolls and tyrants of the New RightAdam Gordon is a senior at Topeka High School, class of '97. His mother, Jane, is a famous feminist author; his father, Jonathan, is an expert at getting "lost boys" to open up. They both work at a psychiatric clinic that has attracted staff and patients from around the world. Adam is a renowned debater, expected to win a national... Views: 353
Step back in time for volume III of an 18th century world where highwaymen roamed the roads, artists faded in obscure unhappiness, silk-clad poodles held London society enraptured and viscounts couldn't feel their own thumbs. Here be monsters, magic and lonely doctors, not to mention a cavalcade of rogues, royals and revelry.Step back in time for volume III of an 18th century world where highwaymen roamed the roads, artists faded in obscure unhappiness, silk-clad poodles held London society enraptured and viscounts couldn't feel their own thumbs. Here be monsters, magic and lonely doctors with a penchant for the work of the old masters, not to mention a cavalcade of rogues, royals and revelry. These are The Dead London Chronicles.The threads of the tapestry are still being woven, and what the Chronicles contain, we can only guess.The story updates weekly on its own dedicated website or here in collected monthly editions, written by Catherine Curzon and Willow Winsham. Views: 353
This is a story about a woman who seems to discover that all of her devotion to her husband is scattered like thin air. That is to say, the seemingly idyllic relationship is shattered, because she finds out that the man is cheating on her. How will she deal with this suspicion? How will she regain herself from this monster of a man?The Music Box is a story about a boy's adventure in a music store. The various sounds of different instruments captured his imagination. Tim's love for music grew stronger after hearing the various sounds in the music store. He was able to play a variety of instruments in the store. The Music Box turned out to be his favorite place to be. Views: 353
This is not your Young Adult "Twilight." The Belfry is a kind of club, inhabited by those who have been introduced into the world of vampirism—often not by choice. These are the stories of Gordon, Carrie, Stephen, "Doc", Harvey, Gus and Von Somogyi, unwilling members of an exclusive, immortal club. This is Carrie's story, a tale of lust, revenge, and a family lost because of it.This is not your Young Adult "Twilight." The Belfry is a kind of club, inhabited by those who have been introduced into the world of vampirism—often not by choice. These are the stories of Gordon, Carrie, Stephen, "Doc", Harvey, Gus and Von Somogyi, unwilling members of an exclusive, immortal club. This is Carrie's story. She's a housewife whose husband has cheated on her, and she seeks revenge by having an affair of her own—with disastrous results. What happens to Carrie and her family is a tragedy of lust, revenge, and ultimate horror. It is the second in a series of Tales From The Belfry. Views: 353
'An unlikely hero has a master storyteller to tell his tale. The King and the Christmas Tree is a poignant Christmas treat.' Lucy Worsley, historian, broadcaster and authorEvery December, a huge Christmas tree arrives in Trafalgar Square. Bedecked in lights, it is a shimmering, festive beacon in the heart of London. But even more enchanting than the twinkling decorations and scented pine is the story behind the tree; a story of loyalty, friendship and resistance.On a cold evening in 1940, German U-boats made their way towards Oslo. It seemed inevitable that Norway, like so many other European nations, would soon submit to the Nazi regime. But the country's indomitable King Haakon VII refused to surrender. Making his escape through his country towards the safe haven of Britain, King Haakon became an icon of hope for his people. And so, over seventy years later, the tree in Trafalgar Square remains as an enduring gift of thanks from Norway to the people... Views: 353
Early one May morning, Fred Symmes was sent by his mother upon an errand to the next farm. He did not go around by the road, but jumped over the stone wall, and passed along through the pleasant orchard. As he came near the pear tree, he saw a large robin flying back and forth from it, and stopping to look, soon discovered a nest in the fork formed by two of the lower limbs. Views: 352
