The first book in one of the most remarkable epic fantasies ever written, the Chronicles of Thomas Covenant, Unbeliever. He called himself Thomas Covenant the Unbeliever because he dared not believe in the strange alternate world in which he suddenly found himself. Yet he was tempted to believe, to fight for the Land, to be the reincarnation of its greatest hero…. THE CHRONICLES OF THOMAS COVENANT THE UNBELIEVER The Chronicles of Thomas Covenant, the Unbeliever
Cursed by a terrible disease, Thomas Covenant is an outcast in our world: shunned by his neighbours, pushed by loneliness to the edges of madness. Suddenly he is transported to a mysterious and beautiful new world — the Land — where gentle people work magic with wood and stone, and the very earth and air bring healing. Covenant is welcomed as the reincarnation of a legendary saviour: his maimed hand and white-gold wedding ring mark him as a figure of power and sorcery, with a wild magic powerful against evil. But Covenant does not believe that the Land is real and thus, he becomes the unwilling tool of the enemy who seeks to destroy it: Lord Foul the Despiser. Three times, in the hour of greatest need, the peoples of the Land wil summon him to their aid. Three times, as their reluctant leader, he will fail them. Only at the end, as a victorious Lord Foul prepares to devastate the Land and enslave its people forever, will Thomas Covenant call on the wild magic he alone can wield — for a last, epic battle with the forces of evil… Views: 50
First published in 1984 and now available in paperback, having been unavailable for more than two years, a biography of Agatha Christie based on family papers and other protected material, which describes the writer's life, work and relationships. Views: 50
True Grit, Texas-StyleFrom the great-grandson of famed U.S. Marshal Rooster Cogburn comes an exciting new legend of the Old West--the epic story of a hero, a family, and a sprawling frontier just waiting to be tamed...Before the Civil War, Argyle Dollarhyde had everything a man could ever want: a beautiful wife, three strong sons, and a prosperous stake in the booming cotton industry. But now, Union troops have left the South in ruins--and Dollarhyde's life is in shambles. Refusing to fall prey to carpetbaggers, Dollarhyde gathers up his family and sets out for the one place a man can still live free: Texas. Where the natives are as dangerous as the land itself. Where wagon trails are forged in blood, cattle drives are defended by bullets, and oil fields are ripe for the taking. Here, with only a tiny dugout cabin and small herd of longhorns, Dollarhyde and his sons will carve out their future on the American frontier. This is their story. A grueling... Views: 50
Gwen has been searching for her family for a long time. Just when she feels she is close, the soldiers following her start to close in. Then one of her dogs is injured, and the gang must slow down...Who can Gwen trust? And how will she keep her pack safe from dangerous enemies? Does this spell disaster for the one and only Wolf Girl? Views: 50
A beautifully written food memoir chronicling one cook's journey from her rural Midwestern hometown to the intoxicating world of New York City fine dining—and back again—in search of her culinary roots. Before Amy Thielen frantically assembled rings of truffled potatoes in some of New York City's finest kitchens—for chefs David Bouley, Daniel Boulud, and Jean-Georges Vongerichten—she grew up in a northern Minnesota town next to the nation's largest French fry factory, the headwaters of the fast food nation, with a mother whose generous cooking pulsed with joy, sorrow, family drama, and an abundance of butter. Inspired by her grandmother's tales of making sausage and jam at the family farm, Thielen moves with her artist husband to the rustic, off-the-grid cabin he built in the woods. There, growing vegetables and standing at the stove three times a day, she develops a food obsession that leads her to the sensory madhouse of New York's... Views: 50
Love can drive you crazy... in more ways than one! When Abby met Simon, a drink in the uni bar lead to keeping in touch, late-night phone calls and intimate catch-ups. It was the start of something special, a love Abby believed would last a lifetime. A wedding, two daughters and fifteen years later, Abby's world is falling apart. Having discovered Simon has had an affair, her normally ordered mind is spiralling out of control. Crushed by the betrayal and shocked by her own reaction, she knows she needs to get herself together; she's just not sure where to start. With Simon on a mission to win her back and a close friend hiding a secret that could push her further over the edge, Abby finds strength and support where she least expects it. But as she attempts to gain control of her life and make decisions about her future, it may be more than the limits of Abby's mind that are put to the test! Crazy Over You is a refreshingly honest portrayal of a woman's reaction to her husband's... Views: 50
2 Complete Novels for 1 Price! My Double Life: A new sizzling sensual adventure…As a financial researcher at a successful firm, I'm all about professionalism. At the office I'm calm, capable…and when a delish new client like Trey Fraser shows up, I retreat behind a facade that hides my deepest insecurities.Pole-dancing class makes me come alive. So when I'm asked to stand in as a feature dancer for one night, all I need is a mask and the knowledge that as "Natalie Night," I'm irresistible. But when I see Trey in the front row, I turn up the heat—big-time! And suddenly I'm offering a provocative private dance meant only for him….My alter ego has just opened the door to the one man who is totally off-limits. The man whose eyes tell me how badly he wants me. And the one man who can never know who I really am…Reader favorite *Wild and Wicked:* How does a girl make her sexy best friend notice her as a woman? Why, kidnap him, of course!About the AuthorThree-time RITA nominee Joanne Rock turned a passion for writing into a career when imaginary characters kept her awake at night, demanding she tell their stories. Author of over sixty romances in a variety of subgenres, she enjoys writing contemporary romance and medieval historials. A former Golden Heart recipient, Joanne has won numerous awards for her stories. Learn more about Joanne and her work by visiting her website at: www.joannerock.com Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved."Courtney, I have two words. Washboard. Abs," My colleague Fawn hissed in my ear as we walked down the hall toward the private entrance to the company conference room. "This talent agent is hotter than most of the A-list actors he represents."I worked as a financial researcher at one of the most prestigious private wealth management firms in Los Angeles, but the chat around the watercooler was probably the same as in any other office. We drooled over hot guys as much as the girls working the counter at the local In-N-Out Burger. We just saved the ogling for behind closed doors. Like now."Really? Did you want to brief me on the prospective client then?" I asked, pausing outside the conference space to wave a file folder under her nose. I had worked hard to compile the background details on this potential client's financial picture so Fawn could go into her meeting prepared. "I forgot to include the latest report from TMZ in my research notes, so maybe you know more about this guy than me."Frowning, the fastest-rising account executive at Sphere Asset Management poked me in the arm with the cap of her pen."Wise ass." Fawn shook her hair for the third time in the last two minutes, a needless habit she had for making sure every golden tress was in place. But she was the head of the team that had put together Trey Fraser's financial profile, giving a face to the anonymous underlings who actually did more of the grunt work in financial analysis. With her taupe pantsuit elegantly draping her slim, toned physique, she turned heads everywhere she went—no easy feat in Hollywood, land of the beautiful. "I know the basics about his assets. I can close this deal with my eyes shut. But if there's a chance Trey Fraser is not seeing anyone, I'm going to make my move."I liked Fawn. Really, I did. She was a brilliant market analyst and down-to-earth enough to hang out with the support staffers like me, a behind-the-scenes researcher for the big shots in the company. But since she was a great example of the universe blessing some people with way too much, she made the more insecure women of the world feel a bit…lacking.For example, I would never dream of making a play for Trey Fraser, Hollywood royalty and son of the most famous independent producer of the last decade. All of our clients were high-net-worth individuals, but Trey was in a different class with a healthy dose of fame and personal magnetism in the mix. So I couldn't help but be a little contrary as I heard our receptionist show the client into the meeting room on the other side of the sleek cherry door."You can't flirt with clients," I warned Fawn. "Let alone date them." The rules were strict at Sphere."Are you kidding me?" Fawn smoothed the front of her suit jacket and pinched some color into her cheeks in a trick I'd seen Scarlett O'Hara perform once onscreen. "Scoring with a guy like Trey is worth leaving the company. Wealth management firms are a dime a dozen in L.A. Men like that, on the other hand, are rare."It took an effort not to roll my eyes. "Easy for you to say when you've got headhunters calling you every week."And even though I'd always been great at my job, I'd never had those kinds of opportunities. Face-to-face interviews were a unique brand of torture for me. I would be researching investment portfolio options and computing potential stock returns for our clients for the rest of my career.Fawn winked before she opened the door, totally unruffled. Normally, I would have scurried right back to my office since speaking with clients was definitely not my thing, even though, technically, I could have sat in on the meeting. I usually took a behind-the-scenes approach, even if I had made some strides toward greater self-confidence after discovering some aptitude for dancing this year. But I was curious about our visitor.Besides, who would notice me standing in the shadows when our star asset advisor walked in to take her seat at the head of that polished mahogany table? I probably wouldn't have any chance to glimpse Trey Fraser's touted washboard abs. But sometimes even those of us who had grown up surrounded by celebrities had our moments of rubbernecking with the really big names.And frankly, as someone interested in business and finance, I was more curious about a mogul-inthe-making like Trey than I would have been about a flavor-of-the-week movie star. Even though he had taken some serious flack in the media for the lawsuit he was rumored to have in the works against his famous father, who'd been Trey's former employer before Trey had opened the talent agency.So, walking through the open door, I helped myself to a tiny peek from under bangs so long the tips touched my lashes.I expected a big group would be accompanying him, but there was only one man waiting for Fawn as she walked in. Tall and slim-hipped, he wore a black suit with a black dress shirt open at the collar. He would have appeared vaguely dangerous with high cheekbones, angular features and dark eyes. But when he smiled, his whole face changed, his eyes crinkling into familiar lines at the corners. He looked a bit Mediterranean, and I remembered some old scuttlebutt that his mother was an Italian actress whom his famous father seduced when she was barely legal.Trey Fraser was only thirtyish, but he was handsome in that George Clooney, gorgeous-even-when-he'd-be-eighty way. No wonder Fawn had been fluffing her hair and pinching her cheeks."Hi," he said suddenly, turning toward me. "I'm Trey Fraser."I'd been spotted.He stalked toward me, hand extended as if to draw me into the room. Heart pounding and feet sticking to the floor, I froze in disbelief that he'd seen through the camouflage my long bangs usually provided. Along with my poorly fitting suit, which I wore with running shoes since I never met with clients.Who noticed Courtney Masterson when Fawn was around?"H-h-hi," I managed, though my stuttered greeting was so quiet he might not have heard.Damn it. Hadn't I conquered the speech impediment?His hand enveloped mine with a warm squeeze while I sought any excuse to leave. Out of your league! my brain shouted at me. Retreat!The moment in which our hands clasped probably only lasted a fraction of a second. But since I'd never been that close to a certified hunk, let alone touched one, I took in every last detail from the clean scent of his faint aftershave to the way his hair swooped in a wave over his forehead."Courtney?" Fawn said from behind him, sounding puzzled. "Would you like to join us?"Of course not. I didn't make a habit of sitting in on client meetings, even though as a financial researcher I had more knowledge about the person's assets than anyone on staff. But saying as much meant risking another mortifying stutter-fest.Why had I decided to play Peeping Tom today?"Come on in," Trey said, stepping out of the doorway to gesture me inside.It'd be impolite to utter something like "No freaking way" in front of a customer. So I did the next-best thing.I spun around and fled the scene, my tennis shoes making quick work of the hallway as I dashed into my office and shut the door behind me.Was I a little shy? Duh. It had started with the childhood stutter, continued with a mom who was embarrassed by me and snowballed into an insecurity with a life of its own. Going near a Hollywood hottie was—for a girl like me—just plain stupid. Moth to a flame and all that. I think my wings were already singed.But I was working hard to overcome the shyness.I'd never get close to the Trey Frasers of the world, though he was seriously hot and would probably fuel my private fantasies for a long time. Instead, I was working on another approach to my issues and making baby steps toward conquering those self-doubting demons in my head.In fact, I needed a dose of that heady medicine right now before my heart pounded out of my chest. So I grabbed my gym bag from under the desk, and checking to be sure the hallway was clear, headed out the back door. I would indulge in the latest fitness craze, which had slowly turned into my one source of real physical confidence in the past year.I'd learned that there was nothing like a little pole dancing to bring out the tigress in any woman.Nice girls ran from him.As he sat through his meeting at Sphere Asset Management, Trey Fraser couldn't stop thinking about the brunette who'd fled from his presence earlier.He tried to listen to her colleague as she walked him through the nuances of interest allocation, but he kept seeing a pair of darting gray eyes that looked anywhere but at him. He told himself it didn't matter, since he had no time for women in his life right now, anyway. His father had thwarted him professionally last winter, and Trey would have his hands full for the next few years just trying to prove to the world that he was a different kind of man—a man of his word. Tough to do when they were both in the film industry and his father—Thomas Fraser II—had a hell of a lot of clout.Still, it frustrated Trey that his ongoing and very public rift with his dad had made the kind of headlines that sent Pretty Gray Eyes running. Courtney, he recalled. He'd been deemed the most ungrateful son in Hollywood history for even considering a lawsuit against his father for breach of contract. He'd been dubbed "Mr. Entitled" in industry papers and the mainstream press hadn't painted him much better. Didn't they realize that the only reason his father threw up one roadblock after another in Trey's career was to make sure success never came too easily? As a self-made man, Thomas insisted that obstacles made a person stronger. Tougher.So he considered it his parental duty to be sure Trey encountered plenty, even when they bordered on il... Views: 50
Healing the Doctor's Heart When Dr. Daniel Parker requested an army nurse to help with his orphanage, he expected an organized, sensible matron. Instead he gets young, beautiful, obstinate Ida Lee Landway, whose vibrant outlook and unrelenting optimism turn his work and his life inside out. Army life was easy compared to the discipline at her new workplace. Yet Ida is immediately smitten by the children in her care...and impressed by Daniel's unfaltering dedication. Adding color and warmth to her new surroundings is one thing. Can she also help the good doctor embrace joy--and in so doing, find the family they both deserve? Views: 50
Dashing and valiantly wounded, Captain John Gallows could have stepped straight out of an army recruitment poster. Leanne Sample can't help being impressed--although the lovely Red Cross nurse tries to hide it. She knows better than to get attached to the daring captain who is only home to heal and help rally support for the war's final push. As soon as he's well enough, he'll rush back to Europe, back to war--and far away from South Carolina and Leanne. But when an epidemic strikes close to home, John comes to realize what it truly means to be a hero--Leanne's hero. Views: 50
