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【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】PeePillow TM: An Erotic Tale of Wetting【電子書籍】[ Kaylee Kennicott ]

＜p＞After an anonymous fan from my piss porn community donates a PeePillow TM to me, I start a webcam project in my own dorm room where I pee on stuff for fun.＜/p＞ ＜p＞The PeePillow TM: at first I thought it was a joke product, but this thing really works. Not only does it absorb urine and leave the surface dry and clean, but cutting-edge technology means that you can relieve yourself onto it regularly with virtually no mess.＜/p＞ ＜p＞But it's not long before I become interested in relieving myself on other things, as well...and, to my surprise, I meet someone else at school who shares my interest.＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】The Real Me Fashion, Fitness and Food Tips for Real Women ? From Me to You【電子書籍】[ Vicky Pattison ]

＜p＞＜strong＞'＜em＞I believe in grafting hard, training right, eating well . . . and having a good time!＜/em＞'＜/strong＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜strong＞WORK HARD＜/strong＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞Vicky Pattison knows that achieving your dreams takes hard work, hustle, a sense of humour and a killer outfit. And now she's sharing her insider secrets for the first time: how to dress for success, how to eat well and keep healthy on the go and how to stay true to yourself when the going gets tough.＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜strong＞PLAY HARD＜/strong＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞But Vicky wouldn't be Vicky if she didn't also know how to cut loose and have fun. The Real Me has everything you and your squad need for an epic night out or the ultimate girls' night in. And for the morning after, there's honest and hilarious advice on curing a hangover . . . and a broken heart.＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜em＞The Real Me＜/em＞ is packed with recipes, fashion and beauty tips, training programmes and straight-talking advice on dealing with everything from job interviews to first dates. This is the ultimate guide to living life to the full, the Vicky Pattison way.＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜strong＞'＜em＞I'm finally proud of myself and happy with who I am inside and out, and I want every woman in the world to feel like that too.＜/em＞'＜/strong＞＜br /＞ ＜strong＞Vicky x＜/strong＞＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】The Alex Wolfe Mysteries Books 1-4 Alex Wolfe Mysteries【電子書籍】[ Alison Naomi Holt ]

＜p＞Award winning Amazon Bestselling Author Alison Naomi Holt presents Detective Alexandra Wolfe, a fresh, funny, tough cop who skates on the edge of the law in her quest for justice. Join Detective Alex Wolfe in the first four books in this crime fighting series. She's smart and tough on the outside, lovable and goofy on the inside, and just plain fun to follow around. The twisting plots will have even the most seasoned mystery readers scratching their heads. Do yourself a favor and take advantage of this four-book package, grab a bowl of popcorn and your favorite glass of wine and settle in for a good, long poolside read.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Reviews:＜/p＞ ＜p＞"A funny but action packed mystery that will leave you breathless! Well written with a good storyline."＜/p＞ ＜p＞"Wow, that was out of sight. I had to keep telling myself to breathe while I was reading this excellent book."＜/p＞ ＜p＞"A quirky, filled with lots of action, funny and interesting series that involved some really good storytelling and writing -- recommended to everyone!"＜/p＞ ＜p＞"Well written and enjoyable stories. Thank you!"＜/p＞ ＜p＞"I really like murder mysteries and love them even more when the detective is a woman. The way Ms Holt uses words to set the picture into action makes you feel as if you are there watching it unfold."＜/p＞ ＜p＞Scroll up and grab a copy today.＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】Her Silent Cry An absolutely gripping mystery thriller【電子書籍】[ Lisa Regan ]

＜p＞＜b＞Round and round she goes, blonde pigtails flying, her high-pitched giggle catching on the wind. But as the ride slows to a stop, her seat is suddenly empty. Little Lucy is gone…＜/b＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞When seven-year-old Lucy Ross is snatched from the carousel in Denton city park, ＜b＞Detective Josie Quinn＜/b＞ joins the frantic search. She’s the one who finds Lucy’s sparkly butterfly backpack abandoned by the ticket booth, a note with a devastating message stuffed inside: ＜b＞answer your phone, or your sweet little darling will die…＜/b＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞The next day, Lucy’s parents are filled with hope when they pick up a call which they think is from their babysitter ? but instead it’s a chilling male voice on the line. Josie races to the babysitter’s small apartment only to find her lifeless body in a tangle of sheets on her bed.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Josie is faced with the most high-stakes case of her career as each new phone call from someone connected to the family ends with the shocking discovery of another body. ＜b＞This twisted killer wants revenge, and he won’t stop until the Ross family are in pieces…＜/b＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞Something is telling Josie that Lucy’s parents aren’t giving her the whole truth, but digging deeper into their lives will force her to confront a life-changing secret of her own. ＜b＞Does Josie have what it takes to crack this case? She has no choice if she’s going to bring Lucy home alive…＜/b＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜b＞An absolutely unputdownable new crime thriller from an Amazon, ＜i＞USA Today＜/i＞ and ＜i＞Wall Street Journal＜/i＞ bestselling author. Readers who love Robert Dugoni, Angela Marsons and Rachel Caine will be hooked until the final, jaw-dropping page.＜/b＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜b＞＜b＞Readers adore ＜i＞Her Silent Cry＜/i＞:＜/b＞＜/b＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞‘＜b＞GO AND READ THIS NAIL-BITING, UNPUTDOWNABLE BOOK＜/b＞.’ Goodreads reviewer, 5 stars＜/p＞ ＜p＞‘＜b＞I read this book in＜/b＞ ＜b＞one sitting, hooked from the first page＜/b＞, spent most of this read ＜b＞sat on the edge of my seat＜/b＞. In places ＜b＞I was shocked but kept on reading＜/b＞. ＜b＞I HAD TO KNOW＜/b＞…＜b＞ I＜/b＞ ＜b＞did not want this book to end＜/b＞… ＜b＞Highly Recommended＜/b＞. ＜b＞Hell no, this is a＜/b＞ ＜b＞MUST READ!＜/b＞’ Goodreads reviewer, 5 stars＜/p＞ ＜p＞‘＜b＞Wow! What a thrill ride＜/b＞!... The reader gets ＜b＞sucked into the drama＜/b＞... The ＜b＞surprises keep coming＜/b＞. I was ＜b＞literally glued to the pages of this book＜/b＞.’ Goodreads reviewer, 5 stars＜/p＞ ＜p＞‘＜b＞Wow ＜/b＞this book＜b＞ had me on the edge of my seat holding my breath＜/b＞… ＜b＞Absolutely loved it＜/b＞ and found it ＜b＞very hard to put down＜/b＞… ＜i＞Her Silent Cry＜/i＞ definitely gets ＜b＞5 stars＜/b＞ from me it was ＜b＞awesome＜/b＞.’ ＜i＞Bonnie’s Book Talk＜/i＞, 5 stars＜/p＞ ＜p＞‘＜b＞Fast pace ＜/b＞combined with a＜b＞ suspenseful and twisted plot＜/b＞, ＜b＞filled with secrets＜/b＞… ＜b＞Intensity levels go through the roof＜/b＞... I myself was ＜b＞too busy flying through the pages＜/b＞ and enjoying myself to really stand still… If you are a fan of ＜b＞intense and thrilling＜/b＞ detective thrillers that ＜b＞pack a punch＜/b＞, you should ＜b＞definitely schedule yourself a meeting with Detective Josie Quinn soon!＜/b＞’ ＜i＞It’s All About Books,＜/i＞ 5 stars＜/p＞ ＜p＞‘An ＜b＞edge-of-your-seat nail-biter＜/b＞, and ＜b＞my most favorite Josie novel＜/b＞ to date!! A ＜b＞great read＜/b＞!! ＜b＞Love, LOVE, LOVE＜/b＞ ＜b＞this series!!... ＜/b＞＜b＞I LOVED it!!＜/b＞’ ＜i＞Tropical Delusions＜/i＞, 5 stars＜/p＞ ＜p＞‘＜b＞5 stars plus＜/b＞ for this ＜b＞great read＜/b＞!! ＜b＞I ＜/b＞＜b＞couldn't swipe the pages fast enough＜/b＞. I tried to put ＜i＞Her Silent Cry ＜/i＞down and get some sleep - that didn't happen!!! Light was back on in 5 minutes, ＜b＞I just had to know what happened＜/b＞… ＜b＞Twists and turns to make your head spin＜/b＞… ＜b＞Don’t miss this series!!＜/b＞’ Goodreads reviewer, 5 stars＜/p＞ ＜p＞‘＜b＞OMG＜/b＞...＜b＞ I＜/b＞ ＜b＞can’t say enough good things＜/b＞ about this book… an ＜b＞emotional roller coaster＜/b＞… ＜b＞so many twists and turns＜/b＞… The ending definitely ＜b＞threw me for a loop＜/b＞. I would’ve never guessed it in a million years… ＜b＞such a＜/b＞ ＜b＞shocking twist＜/b＞.’ Goodreads reviewer, 5 stars＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】Thirty Letters on Various Subjects (Complete)【電子書籍】[ William B. Jackson ]

＜p＞SINCE you request that our correspondence should be out of the beaten track, be it so. My retirement from the world will naturally give an air of peculiarity to my sentiments, which perhaps may entertain where it does not convince. In justice to myself, let me observe, that truth sometimes does not strike us without the assistance of custom; but so great is the force of custom, that, unassisted by truth, it has worked the greatest miracles. Need I bring for proof the quantity of nonsense in all the arts, sciences, and even religion itself, which it has sanctified? As possibly in the course of my letters to you I may attack some received doctrines on each of these subjects, let not what I advance be instantly rejected, because contrary to an opinion founded on prejudice; but, as much as possible, divest yourself of the partiality acquired by habit, and if at last you should not agree with me, I shall suspect my sentiments to be peculiar and not just. Tho’ truth may want the assistance of use before we feel its force, yet when it is really felt, we detest what custom only made us like. The difficulty is to procure for truth a fair examination. The multitude is always against it. The first discovery in any thing is considered as an encroachment upon property, a property become sacred by possession. Discoverers are accordingly treated as criminals, and must have good luck to escape execution. I mean not to rank myself with such bold adventurers; I am neither ambitious of the honour, or the danger, of enlightening the world, but, if I can soften prejudices which I cannot removeーif I can loosen the fetters of custom where I cannot altogether unbind them, and engage you to think for yourselfーmy end will be answered, and my trouble fully repaid.＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】Bright Summer Nights【電子書籍】[ R. Richard ]

＜p＞It’s summer, once again, and beach weather has arrived. I live at the beach, if what I do in the summer can be called living. I have a couple of very visible handicaps. I’m a six foot six inch tall girl. There are lots of seven foot tall, handsome guys, just waiting to date a six foot six inch tall girl. Unfortunately none of the tall, handsome guys live at or near my beach. If my height isn’t enough of a handicap, I have very red hair and very white skin. If I spend 15 minutes in the summer sun, I get sunburned. (Do you know that sunlight reflects off water and can burn a red haired girl, even if she’s in the shade? Don’t ask me how I know.) I have to get some things at the super market, so my parasol and I are walking down the main street. Suddenly, I spot what might be a grizzly bear walking toward me, except that it’s wearing clothes, a lot of clothes considering the summer beach weather.＜br /＞ * * *＜br /＞ I’m Jim Roy, although they mostly call me Big Jim. I’m seven feet tall and I weigh about 305 very muscular pounds. I am big, I am strong, unfortunately I fall into the category ‘always burns, never tans.’ I’m wearing my usual anti-sunburn clothes. My outfit is a bit unusual, for the beach. I used to get handed a lot of shit about my clothes. Then I developed explanations. I have two explanations, one on the right, one on the left, ‘one fist of iron, the other of steel, if the right one don’t get you, the left one will.’ No one hands Big Jim shit about his clothes, anymore. (Oh yeah, they also call me by another name, ‘Bad Jim.’) Suddenly I spot a delightful looking lady, walking toward me. The lady is dressed, mostly in white, a blouse with a few flower prints and also white slacks. She carries a parasol. Unlike the plethora of midget ladies, hereabouts, the lady is of real lady size. Could it be? I stand to block the side walk. (When someone of my size just stands on a sidewalk, I block the sidewalk.)＜br /＞ I venture, “Hello lovely lady.”＜br /＞ (He wears a white shirt, loose. He wears light tan gloves. He wears light tan slacks. He wears light tan shoes and a light tan, broad brimmed hat. Could it be?) I say (very properly,) “I am not used to being accosted on a public sidewalk.”＜br /＞ I venture, “My apologies, my lady, but I know your secret.” I then lift my hat a bit.＜br /＞ The big oaf lifts his hat, to display his flaming red hair. (My ‘wolf dog on the prowl’ alarm goes off, but I suppress it firmly.) “Well, it appears that we both have red hair.”＜br /＞ I venture, “Since we each have a similar problem, perhaps we could exchange a few words, inside, out of the arena of solar death?” I gesture toward a little lunch place, where we might get a soda.＜br /＞ The big man can at least talk like a gentleman, but it’s the phrase ‘arena of solar death’ that snags me. I allow myself to be guided into the shop. I request a seltzer water and the big man orders two.＜br /＞ The big man says, “I truly understand the problems associated with red hair and very fair skin, at the beach. However, the problem exists only so long as the sun is up. Perhaps we could discuss things tonight?”＜br /＞ I tell the man, “Things are moving way too fast here.”＜br /＞ The man then says, “Perhaps just a slow stroll, down the beach, after the sun sets?”＜br /＞ (My ‘wolf dog on the prowl’ alarm goes off again, but I suppress it firmly.) “Well, if you promise to behave like a gentleman.”＜br /＞ The man then says, “With a lady like yourself, always and ever.”＜br /＞ (I wouldn’t trust him any further than I could throw a dead whale, however, tall, red haired boyfriends are tough to find.) “Well, I might take a chance. However, you will have to pick me up at my father’s house, tonight, say 9 P.M.”＜br /＞ The man asks for the address of my father’s house.＜br /＞ I give him the address and then tell him, “I must be on my way, I have dallied for too long, as is.”＜br /＞ I pay the bill, leave a tip and escort the lady back out into the arena of solar death. “Until tonight at 9 P.M., it will seem like forever.”＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】Ten Naughty Stories And One Long One【電子書籍】[ Sedley Proctor ]

＜p＞Is it acceptable to have sex when your husband can’t watch? When does neighbourly affection go too far? No matter how charming you are, do you think you can get away with anything? What would you do if you see a monster in the ring? If you are always waiting for the right one, will you wait for ever or sacrifice yourself on the altar of never? Can you keep your dignity when things get out of hand? Is your father always right? Beg, borrow or steal, is it worth it for a deal? When revenge is a dish, is it best served hot or cold? Are you really good at what you do best, or is it time to admit you should be told? ? Be wary of those who are led by their stomach…＜/p＞ ＜p＞The unexpected, the cruel, the frightening and the absurd, M.T. Sands teases and delights with Ten Naughty Stories that makes us reconsider our human foibles and frailties.＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜strong＞From the M T Sands Interview＜/strong＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞(As Told to Kurt Brown)＜/p＞ ＜p＞“＜em＞I always had such a wonderful time in the bazaars. You know I once hid in a carpet shop.”＜/em＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜em＞“Darling, I merely record. I don’t judge or criticise. It’s so ghastly when everyone starts wagging their fingers. And shouting each other down. I must say, I don’t like all that shouty writing that’s telling you what to think or do. We have to make up our minds about that ourselves, don’t we?”＜/em＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜em＞“Sometimes one has to do what one has to do, especially to take one’s mind off one’s predicament.”＜/em＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜em＞We talk to MT Sands about her life on the road, her love of the bazaar; her writings and affairs, but not her diet or beauty tips.＜/em＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞We meet in Belton House of the Braceless Country Estate, Lincolnshire ? very kindly made available by her new boyfriend, the horse-mad Sheik, Ali Al-Buti. “No relation to the terror family,” I am told as I am ushered into the Nineteenth Century Salon. “He’s been so terribly sweet but rather shy and retiring on a Saturday morning. Would you care for something to drink? ? A cup of tea. Lapsang Souchong. Gunpowder Tea, there’s bergamot in it, hits you like the charge of the light brigades. If you prefer coffee, there’s instant, or Sainsbury’s own brand espresso.”＜/p＞ ＜p＞All this comes tumbling out before I have time to scribble in my notebook. “You’re not taping me. Don’t tell me you are one of those gentlemen of the press who still knows how to do short-hand. I always wanted to learn, though I have to content myself with the phonetic alphabet and the schwa. You do know the schwa,” she says. “It’s everywhere in the English language.”＜/p＞ ＜p＞M.T. Sands ers at me and rolls her eyes. Then, as if this is still part of the joke, feigns death throes.＜/p＞ ＜p＞“What about that drink?”＜/p＞ ＜p＞“I think I’ll just have a glass of water,” I say.＜/p＞ ＜p＞“Still or sparkling.”＜/p＞ ＜p＞“From the tap is fine.”＜/p＞ ＜p＞(To be cont'd)＜/p＞ ＜p＞Read more of Kurt Brown's Interview with M.T. Sands in ＜em＞Ten Naughty Stories,＜/em＞ also available inpaperback*.*＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】Butt Naked Truth【電子書籍】[ Jodii Perry ]

＜p＞In this book, I tell the same truth I’ve been telling all my life but no one would listen. I can only pray that this true story will set those people who have been in denial of the truth free and prevent other children and adults from experiencing the kinds of human torture I experienced. I will not question God as to why he allowed me to go through all the trials and tribulations I’ve gone through, but I will thank God for this book, which is the ultimate freedom I’d been searching for all my life. I’m not talking about the freedom to do what I want to do in the flesh; I’m talking about the freedom to expose the absolute truth about my lifetime of abuse. I forgave all the people who caused me pain, and I’m asking the people I’ve hurt over the years to please forgive me. In this book, I have decided to change all names of people and places to protect myself and other people in the book from receiving legal penalties and from causing anyone pain or to feel that I targeted to hurt them by writing this book. The ultimate freedom I desire for has to be written to give back to those who are out there going through the very same things that I went through and have survived and also for those who have fallen victim to their surrounding circumstances so that they will know that there is a way out and there are people, places, and things that they can reach out to and that they can seek help, counseling, and programs available to them to help them realize that they did not deserve the treatment of abuse from those who were designed by God to love them and help them. This is book is to let them know that they are not alone. Once they are willing to put faith in a power greater then one’s self, the ability to stand firm and believe could be done. I wish that all could accept their responsibilities in their life for their wrongdoings, then it would be easier to accept the services and help that they need to become a stabilized, productive human being and to overcome all obstacles that has and will come up against them and not fall subject to them and lose their way as they live their life here on earth knowing that I have done it. And I know they can too. This book was written with all openness from my heart and the trials I went through. I hope to reach out to all colors, creed, and nations. For reading this book and finding yourself living in this moment and making a decision to change your life and move forward healing from it all, may God shine light on you and bless you all with your heart’s desires as long as your desires are in line with the plan that God has chosen for your life. To God I will praise and to God I will glorify my life for saving me from the pits of hell. Just as he did mine, I also want to thank you for taking the time and opportunity to read this book and finding out that I did it and so can you. There are other books to follow, and I will make sure I don’t hide anything from you. May God bless you all with the strength that he has bestowed upon me, just as he has bestowed upon you. Please just reach deep down inside your heart, soul, and mind and pull out the sanity and love inside you and live in the moment of peace, joy, and happiness. If I could do it, you could too.＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】The Bravo of London【電子書籍】[ Ernest Bramah ]

＜p＞Excerpt: ""A tolerably hard nut to crack, of course," said the self-possessed young man with the very agreeable smileーan accomplishment which he did not trouble to exercise on his associate in this case, since they knew one another pretty well and were strictly talking business; "or you wouldn't be so dead keen about me, Joolby." "Oh, I don't know; I don't know, Nickle," replied the other with equal coolness, "There are hundredsーthousandsーof young demobs like yourself to be had to-day for the asking. All very nice chaps personally, quite unscrupulous, willing to take any risk, competent within certain limits, and not one of them able to earn an honest living. No; if I were you I shouldn't fancy myself indispensable."＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】Poured Out The Beginning of Awareness and Self Love【電子書籍】[ Davin Cook ]

＜p＞My book is about me and my life experiences. I choose to highlight things I've experienced through poetry. I allow the reader to be apart of my insecurities as I focus on being organic and vulnerable throughout the pages. My book also offers self reflection from the reader as they read the individual pieces themselves.＜br /＞ This book is for people who have struggled to be the best version of themselves as a result of self shaming and guilt. For people who haven't been able to look at their past or present mess and see hope. Hope in knowing that what they have been through is not who they are.＜br /＞ People should read my book because not only does is share insecure truths based on my story, but following the poetry pieces I offer a different perspective. a refreshing way to see situations differently.＜/p＞ ＜p＞About the Author＜/p＞ ＜p＞My name is Davin Cook. I was born in Cleveland Ohio in the Summer of 1989. Throughout my childhood I was fortunate enough that while I did face many struggles, I was blessed to have a go getter mindset. I couldn’t quite understand it at first though. I was the kid that would volunteer himself for activities and always accept challenges. Meanwhile, I was also the kid struggling with identity issues. I grew up in a single parent home where my mom took care of me and my three other siblings. My older brother and sister had the same dad while me and my younger sister had separate dads. My dad and I didn’t have the best relationship growing up. I believe he did the best he could. Yet, I was still left searching for what it meant to be a man. As a result I found myself in some of the wrong crowds growing up that led to me breaking in houses, stealing, doing drugs and engaging in sex with multiple women. My life was one of searching for myself.＜/p＞ ＜p＞It wasn’t until I gave my life to Christ that I started to see things change. The biggest change being the people I started to meet. They were mentors to me, they spoke life into me and they didn’t judge me. I took what I learned from that and I carried it with me moving forward. It was like a fresh start. When I was 20, my cousin spoke to me about the military and he painted this picture that was unreal. Coming from where I came from I didn’t see myself living a life like he described. Making the kind of money he was making. I wanted to be apart of this organization. So even with all the fears I had about what if, I went to talk to a recruiter. I remember going with one of my homeboys. We were both determined that this was it and life was about to change. The only thing in our way was the ASVAB test. Soon, we went to take the test and unfortunately my homeboy didn’t pass, but I did. I passed by two or three points! I was in! From there life seemed like it was taking off and I was ready to see where it would take me.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Eight years later, here I am still in the navy. A much more mature version of myself. A lot happened during my eight year term. I experienced a lot of ups and downs in my relationships, spirituality and finances. A lot of discovering and rediscovering who I am. I fell into strong addictions with porn and I couldn’t understand how to break free. What I discovered is a lack of self love to go with my younger self, which lacked identity. Who was Davin? This became a hard reality to face because I felt I didn’t have the answer. I had to experience a great fall in my life, cheating on the person I said I loved during a vulnerable time, to set me on the right path. When I cheated, I experienced a dark tunnel, I was lost more than I had ever been. How could I do what I had done.＜/p＞ ＜p＞During that time I was a leader in so many areas. I was leading young adults, I was hosting a small group of men, I was speaking at middle schools to eighth graders and excelling in my career. However, I still made a choice that made me feel like shit. It was in that shit that my ears opened up and I realize something had to change. And so as a result, I thought about what I wanted my life to be and I started making moves. In the process, I met people that were chasing dreams and living there best life and it further motivated me to live my own. Howard Thurman said in a quote, don’t ask for what the world needs, rather ask what made him come alive and do that. For what the world needs is people who have come alive. That spoke to me and let me understand that the best thing you can offer is a healed version of yourself to a broken world.＜/p＞ ＜p＞As it stands, my dreams are to be the best communicator I can be. I will publish books, I will share my heart around the world, and I will do it with the passion and memory of what it felt like to be lost and drowning in negative self talk. From that humble place of shame and pain, I will rise and empower and inspire the masses.＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】The Three of Us an absolutely gripping and heartbreaking love story【電子書籍】[ Sareeta Domingo ]

＜p＞＜strong＞'A beautiful novel about messy relationships, finding yourself and over-coming past trauma. I completely lost myself in this story' SARA JAFARI, author of ＜em＞The Mismatch＜/em＞＜/strong＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞'＜strong＞I enjoyed this book very much'＜/strong＞ ＜strong＞DOROTHY KOOMSON＜/strong＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜strong＞'[Sareeta] captures the finer details that normally slip through the cracks' PAULA AKPAN＜/strong＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜strong＞Taylor is in love with Ryan.＜/strong＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜strong＞She has been since the moment they met.＜/strong＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜strong＞But Ryan is with Marcy - her best friend.＜/strong＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞When everything fell apart around Taylor years before, Marcy was there for her. No matter how much Taylor wants Ryan, she refuses to lose Marcy's friendship. A master of burying her feelings, Taylor is determined to resist.＜/p＞ ＜p＞But the unspoken bond she and Ryan share isn't going away. And when Marcy leaves for a few weeks, just as Ryan moves into their shared flat, the tension grows to unbearable proportions.＜/p＞ ＜p＞As the line between right and wrong becomes blurred, Taylor will have to decide whether she can - or should - turn away from what might be the love of her life.＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜strong＞Tender and poignant, ＜em＞The Three of Us＜/em＞ is a story about real life and true love, grief and joy, and the power of friendship.＜/strong＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜strong＞'Sareeta Domingo is the voice of a generation of women wanting to see themselves and their lives featured in romance literature. Domingo effortlessly weaves stories that allow us to think about love, being in love and, most of all, desired. Her ability to craft characters lovingly and tenderly whilst ensuring her readers have the drama, stolen glances and sweaty embraces they crave makes her a permanent feature on my bookshelf' MELISSA CUMMINGS-QUARRY, ＜em＞The Black Girls' Book Club＜/em＞＜/strong＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜strong＞'There's a certain mastery in the way Sareeta writes about human decisions, urges, disappointments and the like - she captures the finer details that normally slip through the cracks' PAULA AKPAN＜/strong＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜strong＞*Previously published as THE NEARNESS OF YOU*＜/strong＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞Find out why readers LOVE ＜em＞The Three of Us＜/em＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞'＜strong＞Just that soft romantic and inspiring read that I needed'＜/strong＞ ＜em＞Amazon reviewer＜/em＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜strong＞'＜strong＞＜strong＞If you're looking for an emotional story about loss, love, friendship, and figuring out how to be happy, I definitely recommend this book＜/strong＞＜/strong＞'＜/strong＞ ＜em＞Goodreads reviewer＜/em＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜strong＞'This book, set in the beautiful streets of London was a great and touching read'＜/strong＞ ＜em＞Goodrea**ds reviewer＜/em＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜strong＞'A joy from cover to cover'＜/strong＞ ＜em＞Amazon reviewer＜/em＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜strong＞'A beautifully-written, intense, emotional love story'＜/strong＞ ＜em＞Amazon reviewer＜/em＞＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】The X-Rated Drink Book - Adult Content - You've Been Warned【電子書籍】[ Dennis Wildberger ]

＜p＞Mixing drinks isn't that hard. You buy the ingredients, follow the directions, pour the right measurements, and you're done. At the end of this book are some simple bartending tips and a few pictures. If you are a moron, then maybe you should let someone else be the bartender.＜/p＞ ＜p＞If you think you can handle it, this book contains recipes with risqu? titles, and a few with some X-rated ingredients. All of the recipes included here were given to me by bartenders all over the world. I've tried a few, and a couple in particular had me crawling for the toilet.＜br /＞ But don't let my experience jade you. Try them all for yourself. Or make them for your friends. I don't give a fuck. Either way, you drink enough of anything and you're going to get wasted.＜/p＞ ＜p＞And if you are easily offended and have thin skin, close this book right now. I am an equal opportunity offender. I even offend myself sometimes. And don't go boo-hooing to the Internet police; you were warned!＜/p＞ ＜p＞Here is the obligatory part where I tell you not to drink and drive, always find a designated driver, never have sex with farm animals, blah, blah, blah. If you are buying my book, hopefully you know better.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Have a good time, knock back a few, have some laughs, spend quality time with friends, all of that bullshit. Just don't curse me when you're vomiting on your shoes.＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】Does My Wall Have A Window? Living a Hellish Nightmare with Undiagnosed Bipolar Disorder【電子書籍】[ Rev. Dr. Wayne Driver, CD., PhD ]

＜p＞One man's 'normal' may be another man's 'nighmare'. As if living with abusive parents wasn't bad enough, I was a sickly child who was bullied in the neighbourhood and at school while living a hellish nightmare with undiagnosed bipolar disorder. If you know anything about this disease, you know the rollercoaster ride it can take a person on. Now, picture that person on the same rollercoaster ride without medication, without therapy, without guidance or direction and without the understanding of his family, friends, employers, and co-workers. To be honest, there are many times when I thought that I was going crazy. Does My Wall Have a Window explains the multi-facets of the disorder, how you may know if you are a fellow sufferer, how to help yourself and others. You'll also be given a glipse into my life as I unfold my hellish nightmare from the age of 5 on through to 59, and how I conducted myself through the years the best I could with actions I thought were 'normal', but congruent with the disorder and how the 'experts' in their field wouldn't listen to my dilema to think outside the box. This autobiography is educational, humorous, somewhat of an eyeopener, and hopefully helpful all at the same time. Perhaps you know someone suffering from bipolar disorder and wonder if their living a 'hellish nightmare' as well? I can assure you, they are and this might give you some insight as to how you can aide them in their torment.＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】Open Book, Open Soul【電子書籍】[ Gabrielle Hibbert ]

＜p＞‘I write to keep my soul alive, to remind myself that life is a journey I can re-write and re-create.’＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜em＞＜strong＞Open Book, Open Soul＜/strong＞＜/em＞ diverse collection of poetry and prose that takes you on a journey of self-healing and self-love.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Gabrielle illustrates her survival journey through poetry and faith in God. A window into her soul＜/p＞ ＜p＞Gabrielle transforms her pain into purpose and discovers a new-found freedom.＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜em＞Express yourself＜/em＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜em＞Love yourself＜/em＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜em＞Let it out＜/em＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜em＞Let it go!＜/em＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜em＞As my pen bleeds＜/em＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜em＞Open my book＜/em＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜em＞It’s time now＜/em＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜em＞Set my soul free!＜/em＞＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】Traveler: Devaleran【電子書籍】[ R. Richard ]

＜p＞I try to appear casual and I ask, “Okay, what am I?”＜br /＞ Chudu looks at me for a bit and says, “I don’t know. You’re different. I can read most people when I first meet them. I can’t read you.”＜br /＞ I reply, as calmly as I can, “I’m from off planet. I worked my way here as a freighter deck hand. Back home, there was this girl. There was another mog. He wanted trouble. He got trouble. After the trouble, I left for elsewhere. Anywhere else. I don’t need any more trouble.”＜br /＞ Chudu continues to examine me. She then says, “You’re going to interview at General Freight tomorrow. That means you need to earn money. I may have an opportunity for you to earn quite a bit of money.”＜br /＞ I, continuing to play my role, say, “I don’t need trouble.”＜br /＞ Chudu says, “A clever man might be able to earn quite a bit of money, without trouble.”＜br /＞ “The last clever man I dealt with figured out a way to get the girl I wanted. However, he wasn’t quite clever enough.”＜br /＞ Chudu laughs, a sort of pretty girl, silvery little laugh that’s completely out of line with her appearance. She says, “There are a lot of clever mogs like that, here in Space Port City. You might find trouble, even if you don’t want it.”＜br /＞ I, continuing to play my role, say, “I’m a second degree Loro black belt. The average street mog doesn’t stand a chance against me. On the other hand, Mr. Orgnor the elder, who runs the gola, is a fourth degree black belt. I don’t need trouble.”＜br /＞ Chudu again laughs and says, “Mr. Orgnor the elder can fight, but he can’t think to the level I need. I suspect that a computer mog, such as yourself, can. We’ll see.” With that, Chudu gets up and leaves.＜br /＞ I take another nibble of my a high protein biscuit and another hit of my NuPro fortified tea. I look up to find that another girl is standing there.＜br /＞ The girl is wearing a sort of uniform with the name of the place on it. She says, “I haven’t seen you before. That probably means that you’re new here. You don’t want to mess with that Chudu, she’s a real witch.”＜br /＞ I tell the girl, “I’m new here. I came in here to grab a bite to eat. I then look up to find Chudu sitting opposite me. First time I ever saw her.”＜br /＞ The girl says, “I’m Frannie. We run a simple little cafeteria operation here. I saw you mix that NuPro stuff in your tea. They say that there’s a Loro mog, new in the area. What with the NuPro, you’re probably the Loro mog.”＜br /＞ “Guilty, as charged. Is the rumor mill here so good that everyone in Space Port City knows everything that happens here, same day?”＜br /＞ Frannie laughs and says, “Usually it doesn’t take a whole day. They say that you’re going to interview with General Freight.”＜br /＞ “Again, guilty, as charged. I’m a computer mog, when I’m not playing Loro. I need a job, to pay for rent, food, luxuries like that.”＜br /＞ Frannie says, “You’ll probably talk with Jorry at General Freight. Keep it straight and short. Jorry has no sense of humor at all. They do need help at general Freight.”＜br /＞ I tell Frannie, “I’ll do that. I need a job and I appreciate the info.”＜br /＞ Frannie says, “Deal right with Jorry and avoid Chudu and you’ll do all right.” With that parting advice, Frannie is gone.＜br /＞ I think on things for a bit. Too many people in Space Port City know about me and that’s bad for me. On the other hand, I can get out of Space Port City as a space freighter deck hand on short notice. They have too many pimps and criminals in Space Port City and I’m a working mog. Apparently General Freight needs help and I can fit in. Chudu presents an unknown risk. I’ll have to very quietly find out as much as I can about Chudu.＜br /＞ I finish my lunch and find myself with time on my hands before my scheduled meeting with Mr. Orgnor the elder. I decide to roam about the town and find out where things are.＜br /＞ I wander down the main street, carefully noting the names of the streets that I pass. Many of the businesses that I pass are bars, arcades, tourist junk shops, that kind of thing. I do note a few honest appearing businesses.＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】Devil Biker【電子書籍】[ R. Richard ]

＜p＞I say, “You ride to San Bernardino quite a bit.”＜br /＞ Big Jim says, “That much is true. There are shops in San Bernardino that do paint or leather work that I can’t get here. Some of the shops in San Bernardino can get vintage parts that I can’t reliably get shipped here. I also have customers in San Bernardino or the surrounding area. That sort of thing.”＜br /＞ I lecture Big Jim, “As long as the mystery of seven young men disappearing from Oak Forest, remains unsolved, there will be a lot of people watching you.”＜br /＞ Big Jim snarls, “I had a bunch of law people come and search my house, garage and barn. It seems that some idiot told then that I had something to do with the seven young men disappearing from Oak Forest. The law people found nothing to do with the seven young men disappearing from Oak Forest. The law people did find a nasty lawsuit, as a result of their ill advised search.”＜br /＞ I say, “Yes, I’m aware of the searches and the lawsuit. I can tell you that the FBI is also interested in the seven young men disappearing from Oak Forest. The FBI is not going to do an ill advised search. However, there will be those watching you.”＜br /＞ James Rond asks, “Is that all?”＜br /＞ I say, “Yes, for now, at any rate.” I then leave.＜br /＞ I drive to the pay phone that they still have, in a backwater like Oak Forest. I call my supervision. “This is Dan Riley, in Oak Forest. I have talked with several people, about James Rond. I will file a complete, coded report, via the Internet. I have a line of investigation that you won’t believe, It’s my own investigation and I don’t quite believe it. However, it’s the only way that I have any hope of getting to the bottom of the James Rond case. If I don’t report in again, be very, very careful.”＜br /＞ I set up a stakeout on Ray’s Oak Forest Service Station. I can’t watch the place all the time, but I can watch the place at least most mornings. One morning, Big Jim drives up to Ray’s Oak Forest Service Station. Big Jim is driving a pick up truck. In the back of the pick up truck is the shiniest, chrome trimmed motorcycle in the whole world. Big Jim is obviously off to San Bernardino.＜br /＞ I’m wearing my back country clothes. I have my nine millimeter, I even have a canteen, just in case. I drive over to Big Jim’s barn. I leave my rental car out front, just in case. I very cautiously walk into the barn. I see several motorcycles, or at least parts of several motorcycles. I see the art work that I suspect is the Gate To Hell. At least the pattern is the same pattern that I saw painted on the front of the Devil’s Brigade club house. I got an incantation from a college professor, back in Los Angles. I then try the incantation. The world around me goes dark, except for a burning pattern in front of me. I walk into the burning pattern.＜br /＞ I find myself in a desert landscape. There is a sort of path, through rocks. The heat is suffocating. From the sand and from the rocks there glisten shiny reflections that I suspect are gold and/or jewels. Only a total fool would try to collect gold or jewels. I brace myself against the heat and stagger forward, trying to catch a glimpse of even one dead body. I’m near to passing out. I stagger on for what seems like hours. Suddenly, I find myself on a level spot, where the sand trail debouches into a sand plain. From the edges of the sand plain, come what must be some kind of demons. I pull my nine millimeter and squeeze the trigger several times. Nothing happens and I will die. Suddenly, a motorcycle moves past me and the demons shrink back. I’m dimly aware of a chain swinging Big Jim. Big Jim then spins the bike around, scoops me up and rides back to the Gate To Hell. Big Jim then rides out into Oak Forest, away from the burning heat. He dumps me on the ground. Big Jim lectures, “You have caused more trouble than you know. Go into the bathroom and look at yourself in the mirror, you can see the price that you paid.”＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】The North Devon Coast【電子書籍】[ Charles George Harper ]

＜p＞No one can, with advantage, explore the rugged coast of North Devon by progressing direct from the point where it begins and so continuing, without once harking back. The scenery is exceptionally bold and fine, and the tracing of the actual coast-line by consequence a matter of no little difficulty. Only the pedestrian can see this coast as a whole, and even he needs to be blessed with powers of endurance beyond the ordinary, if he would miss none of those rugged steeps, those rocky coves and “mouths” and leafy combes that for the most part make up the tale of the North Devon littoral. It is true that there are sands in places, but they are principally sands like those yielding wastes of Braunton Burrows, whereon you even wish yourself back again upon the hazardous, stone-strewn hillsides sloping down to the sea that make such painful walking in the region of Heddon’s Mouth; and there you wish yourself on the sands again. It is so difficult as to be almost impossible, to have at once the boldest scenery and the easiest means of progression. At any rate, the two are found to be utterly incompatible on the North Devon coast, and it consequently behoves those who would thoroughly see this line of country to take their exploration in small doses. As for the cyclist, he can do no more upon his wheel than (so to speak) bore try-holes into the scenery, and merely sample it at those rare points where practicable roads and tracks approach the shore. The ideal method is a combined cycling and walking expedition; establishing headquarters at convenient centres, becoming acquainted with the districts within easy reach of them, and then moving on to new. The only possible or thinkable place where to begin this exploration of these seventy-eight miles is Lynmouth, situated six miles from Glenthorne, where the coast-line of Somerset is left behind. The one reasonable criticism of this plan is that, arrived at Lynmouth, you have the culmination of all the beauties of this beautiful district, and that every other place (except Clovelly) is apt to suffer by comparison. Hardy explorers from the neighbourhood of London (of whom I count myself one) will find their appreciation of this coast greatly enhanced by traversing the whole distance to it by cycle. You come by this means through a varied country; from the level lands of Middlesex and Berkshire, through the chalk districts of Wilts; and so, gradually entering the delightful West, to the steep hills and rugged rustic speech of Somerset. It is a better way than being conveyed by train, and being deposited at lastーyou do not quite know howーat Lynton station. Of course, the ideal way to arrive at Lynmouth is by motor-car, and there, as you come down the salmon-coloured road from Minehead and Porlock, the garage of the Tors Hotel faces you, the very first outpost of the place, expectantly with open doors. But, good roads, or indeed any kind of roads, only rarely approaching the coast of North Devon, it is merely at the coast-towns and villages, and not in a continual panorama, that the motorist will here come in touch with the sea. To give a detailed exposition of the route by which I came, per cycle, to Lynmouth might be of interest, but it would no doubt be a little beside the mark in these pages. Only let the approach across Exmoor be described.＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】Grand Deceptions【電子書籍】[ G. S. Willmott ]

＜p＞＜em＞＜strong＞Grand Deceptions＜/strong＞＜/em＞ is a historical novel centred predominantly around Melbourne and Ballarat in Victoria Australia. England, Scotland and San Marino also play a part of this captivating story.＜/p＞ ＜p＞The timeline begins in the 1850s and ends in the 1960s. Three well to do young men immigrate to Victoria; their reasons are all different but their ambitions are the same - make their fortune in the antipodes.＜/p＞ ＜p＞The circumstances that drove their futures were deception. Two of the three men became victims of fraud and lost their fortunes. They hatched a plan to recover their newly developed wealth by becoming bushrangers. They disguised themselves in women's clothing, calling themselves "The Banshees".＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜em＞＜strong＞Grand Deceptions＜/strong＞＜/em＞ follows the lives of the three men all of whom experience exciting and sometimes dangerous lives.＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜em＞I found this book a great read, I was impressed by the author's knowledge of early Victorian history and his introduction of characters from English settlers of the day. Given the ending, one would guess there might be a sequel in the wind!＜/em＞ - Bill Simpson＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜em＞I think this is Garry's best book so far. I would have no hesitation in recommending this read to anybody who loves history, thrilling storylines and a book you can't put down.＜/em＞ - Ian Jones＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜em＞I wasn't sure what I was getting myself into. What I got was a page turning great read. I won't spoil the ending for those of you yet to read Grand Deceptions, I will just say be sure to put aside a few hours as you won't want to put it down until you see how it ends.＜/em＞ - Kim Krarup＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜em＞Garry has outdone himself with this story. He has blended a great mix of fact and fiction and I found myself enthralled. I read Grand Deceptions in an afternoon which I very rarely manage to do with a book. I cannot recommend this book highly enough - do yourself a favour and get a copy, I guarantee you will not be disappointed＜/em＞ - Tony Pittard＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜em＞As with Garry Willmott's Serendipity - A Gallipoli Love Story, which I read a while ago, Grand Deceptions is a fascinating blend of fact and fiction. I enjoyed the deft way the author weaves the men's stories, bringing in other characters and sometimes bringing the reader up to date on what happened to someone I assumed had been forgotten. For example, Anna's friend Jane was mentioned in passing... and then her story is revealed later in the book.＜/em＞＜br /＞ ＜em＞Grand Deceptions is a fine historical tapestry giving a picture of a hundred years of turbulent history as a backdrop for the stories of some remarkable people.＜/em＞ - Sally Odgers, author/editor＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】The Bones She Buried A completely gripping, heart-stopping crime thriller【電子書籍】[ Lisa Regan ]

＜p＞＜b＞Josie works until her arms ache, until the paramedics arrive and pull her gently away from the woman’s cold, fragile body. Noah’s voice cracks beside her as he calls the time of death for his own, beloved mother.＜/b＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞Arriving with her partner Noah for dinner at his family’s immaculate countryside home, ＜b＞Detective Josie Quinn＜/b＞ is devastated to find Noah’s mother, Colette, lying lifeless in the back garden, her mouth clogged with soil.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Searching the house for answers, Josie’s team don’t know what to make of the rosary beads buried in the dirt near the body, or the hidden file labelled “Drew Pratt”, the small town of Denton’s most famous missing person.＜/p＞ ＜p＞As she delves deeper into Pratt’s case, Josie quickly discovers he had a brother whose body mysteriously washed up on the banks of a river. There’s also a diary entry suggesting that Colette may have met him on the last day he was seen alive.＜b＞ Can Josie believe the unthinkable, that a kind old soul like Colette might have been involved in their murders? And, will Josie’s new relationship with Noah survive the accusation?＜/b＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞Josie’s only hope lies in tracking down Pratt’s daughter. But when she arrives at her home to find she’s been murdered just minutes before, Josie knows the real killer is one step ahead and won’t stop until Colette’s secret is buried forever. ＜b＞With many more innocent lives on the line, how deep is Josie prepared dig to reach the truth?＜/b＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜b＞An absolutely unputdownable crime thriller that will have you up all night! If you love Angela Marsons, Robert Dugoni or Rachel Caine you’re guaranteed to be hooked from page one.＜/b＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜b＞＜b＞Read what everyone is saying about ＜i＞The Bones She Buried＜/i＞:＜/b＞＜/b＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞‘＜b＞Loved it!!!＜/b＞... ＜b＞I could not put it down＜/b＞… ＜b＞amazing＜/b＞ characters… ＜b＞twists and turns ＜/b＞in the plot that＜b＞ keeps the reader turning pages to get to the end＜/b＞… ＜b＞DON'T MISS OUT ON THIS SERIES!＜/b＞’ Goodreads reviewer, 5 stars＜/p＞ ＜p＞‘I was ＜b＞tapping my kindle like a demented wood pecker, so many suspects and tension you could cut with a knife＜/b＞ and as for the ending ＜b＞it BLEW ME AWAY!!!!!...＜/b＞ Another ＜b＞addictive and gripping＜/b＞ series that just keeps getting better＜b＞. I LOVED IT!!!!!’ ＜/b＞Goodreads reviewer, 5 stars＜/p＞ ＜p＞‘A＜b＞ highly entertaining, ＜/b＞top-notch and＜b＞ impossible to put down read, ＜/b＞couple that with＜b＞ an intelligent, feisty female protagonist ＜/b＞and you've got＜b＞ an unmissable five-star page-turner’ ＜/b＞＜i＞Reader’s Retreat＜/i＞, 5 stars＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜b＞‘Wow ＜/b＞this book＜b＞ grabbed me from the very first page… ＜/b＞twists and turns that kept me reading page after page. ＜b＞Just when I thought I was on the right track, I realize I wasn't.＜/b＞’ Goodreads reviewer, 5 stars＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜b＞‘＜/b＞I tell myself I am only going to read a few chapters of before bed. ＜b＞Next thing I know it’s 2am ＜/b＞and I am only a few pages away from being done!!’ Goodreads reviewer, 5 stars＜/p＞ ＜p＞‘＜b＞Phenomenal＜/b＞… ＜b＞Addictive＜/b＞ with an ＜b＞intense and complex＜/b＞… I was certain I had it all figured out on several occasions, but turns out I didn't. It ＜b＞kept me on the edge of my seat until the final twists＜/b＞… It's ＜b＞definitely action-packed＜/b＞… ＜b＞Prepare yourselves for another wild ride＜/b＞...’ ＜i＞Book Obsessed Introverts＜/i＞, 5 stars＜/p＞ ＜p＞‘＜b＞Oh my it’s a goodie!!＜/b＞... The ＜b＞suspense just keeps mounting＜/b＞ ending with ＜b＞a stunning conclusion＜/b＞. ＜b＞A brilliant, compulsive and skilful police procedural＜/b＞.’ Goodreads reviewer, 5 stars＜/p＞ ＜p＞‘＜b＞One heck of an entertaining and intense ride＜/b＞... Fast, entertaining, suspenseful and action-packed… ＜b＞you will find yourself flying through and it will be hard to let go before you reach the final page＜/b＞…Another ＜b＞scorcher!＜/b＞’ ＜i＞It’s All About Books＜/i＞, 5 stars＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】Time Bent Ghost Hunters Mystery Parables【電子書籍】[ S. H. Marpel ]

＜p＞＜strong＞Time haunted her. It didn't do what it was "supposed to" when she was around.＜/strong＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞It ran forward, backwards, sideways. Sometimes time helped her solve her problems, sometimes it made them worse.＜/p＞ ＜p＞For a lovely young woman, you'd think there would be young men lined up to talk to her at any gathering. But she stayed away from them - to protect them from her curse.＜/p＞ ＜p＞What would be the good of a comittment like that if the other person was going to age too fast or too slow - or live forever haunted with the thought of a long lost love?＜/p＞ ＜p＞Or was this time-problem contagious? Were other people at risk because of her - or could she pass it onto her children?＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜em＞Life wasn't all that safe, just because you could bend time anyway you wanted.＜/em＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜strong＞Excerpt:＜/strong＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞We showed up at an outside terrace, where some sort of gathering or party was going on inside. We could see through the thin curtains inside, through nearly floor-to-ceiling windows. The terrace itself was build of old stones, large flagstones at the base, and larger, flat field stone built the walls up to sitting height, where a wide slate top allowed flat seating.＜/p＞ ＜p＞The landscape dropped off gradually below, where a small orchard of dwarf fruit trees dotted the small yard - just before larger native oaks and hickories climbed into the sky. The grass in the orchard was short, but not cropped close. This wasn't mowed like a lawn or sheared by sheep.＜/p＞ ＜p＞A motion out of the corner of my eye drew my attention back to the terrace. I saw a young woman over to the side, wearing a loose blouse, tan knee-length skirt, and light brown hair pulled back with a dark wide ribbon or a narrow bandeau. Simple, understated. As was her make-up. She could just as easily pass for one of the domestic help as a guest.＜/p＞ ＜p＞When she saw us appear, she smiled and started walking over to us. Within a few steps, she was in conversation distance.＜/p＞ ＜p＞"John - and Harpy. Thanks for coming. I'm so glad we could meet here. Oh - as you've probably read, my name is Carol."＜/p＞ ＜p＞"You've been expecting us?" I asked.＜/p＞ ＜p＞"Short answer: yes. I wouldn't say looking forward any more than looking backward. But don't expect me to keep my tenses straight. Time bending gives me grammar problems. But no more than knowing to dress warmly in winter or lightly in summer. Intermittent rain and windy days can throw me off though. I'm not some walking almanac."＜/p＞ ＜p＞"But you're a time traveler."＜/p＞ ＜p＞"More a time tourist. If we wanted to put a name on it. I'm always looking for someone in my travels like me, but it's a bit like using a needle in a haystack to find another needle. Even a magnetic one would have a very hard time. Or so I think right now."＜/p＞ ＜p＞"When did you notice this ability?"＜/p＞ ＜p＞"When I was a kid, sometime in my teenage years. I'd be able to go back to hand myself something I'd forgotten, but would need later. That might seem confusing at first, and it was. Later, I found I could simply travel to a place and then move forward and backward in time there. So I worked out jobs or vacations where I could travel physically around the globe, and then move backward as I wanted then. And all that was fine until I found out how lonely it was."＜/p＞ ＜p＞"Because you always traveled by yourself?"＜/p＞ ＜p＞She nodded, sighed, and looked off to where the sky started above the trees...＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜strong＞Scroll Up and Get Your Copy Now.＜/strong＞＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】Pregnant on Purpose Potent, #1【電子書籍】[ Hanzel Stone ]

＜p＞＜em＞Pregnant On Purpose＜/em＞ is the first book in the ＜em＞Potent＜/em＞ series.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Jason believes that nothing should come between him and a woman, consequences be damned. He has figured out a way to get to Alison by using Bonnie, but does Bonnie know how to play the game better than he does?＜/p＞ ＜p＞Here's an (edited) excerpt from the book. You be the judge:＜/p＞ ＜p＞“But don’t you ever feel like giving into the heat of the moment? Feeling the friction of his bare skin against yours? Just saying to yourself, ‘The heck with it, I don’t care what happens, I just want to have sex with this guy?’” I asked Alison, looking at her with just a little bit of twinkle in my eye and the corner of my mouth upturned just the right amount so that she would think that I was kind-of sort-of kidding, but not really.＜/p＞ ＜p＞“Jason, are you serious!? Whenever I have sex I wear a diaphragm and make sure the guy has two condoms on, plus I’m always on the Pill,” Alison smiled back at me, wrinkling her forehead and looking at me with her big blue eyes wide open in mock shock. She wanted me to know that she knew I was sort-of joking with her, though I’m pretty sure at least some of what she said - about the diaphragm and condoms and pill - was absolutely true.＜/p＞ ＜p＞I also knew right then and there that I was going to make it my personal mission to bareback her. Whether or not she got knocked up and pregnant would be her problem and not mine.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Alison was the kind of girl that I would have to take things slow with and in all honesty I was going to have to play my cards right with her, figure out the perfect way to get into her pants, because if I blew it the first time I doubted that she would give me a second chance. I could also tell from the way her pale face flushed a nice crimson pink that my comment about friction and bare skin on skin had hit its mark, so at least I’d planted the seed - no pun intended - and was off to a pretty good start with her.＜br /＞ Alison was my mixed doubles tennis partner at the racquet club that we both belonged to and was as WASPy as they come. Her family had lived in the City for generations and over the years had become involved in banking and finance.＜/p＞ ＜p＞She had once mentioned to me in passing that she held a junior position at a bank in the suburbs that her father owned and had let me know in no uncertain terms that she was being groomed for bigger and better things. She was mid-thirties in age, just like myself, mid-height, nice athletic body just a bit on the curvy side, and had the blond hair to match her alabaster skin and blue eyes. She had gone to the right schools, was involved with the right charities, but also lacked street smarts. Instinctively I sensed that this naivety was going to be the way I’d work myself into her mind, her heart and eventually that hot little place between her legs.＜/p＞ ＜p＞In short, she was perfect, totally oblivious to her innocence of the world and the ideal woman for me to degrade and defile, to bring down to a lower level than she’d ever been before. And who knows, she might even like what I introduce her to, given her protected upbringing and her guarded but obvious curiosity with my sexual comments. I began turning over the myriad ways to seduce her and knew that eventually, like I always do, I’d figure out a way to get her into my bed and have my way with her. I reached over and handed Alison a clean towel and we walked off the tennis court toward the locker rooms. “Thanks for another great win,” I complimented her and she smiled, thinking what a great guy I was to have as her mixed doubles partner, gave me the thumbs up, a smile and a feminine wave good bye as she headed into the lady’s locker room to shower and change.＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】Billionaire's Reluctant Hotwife (Book 1 of "Billionaire's Ravished Hotwife")【電子書籍】[ Thomas Roberts ]

＜p＞When Tania’s first husband tried to coerce her into being a hotwife, she wanted nothing to do with the lifestyle. But over time, the idea of being roughly taken by sexy well-hung black men began to intrigue her. When she mentioned it to her new husband, he was enthralled. Now Tania’s about to get more than she bargained for when her devious ex-husband promises her to a vicious outlaw gang!＜/p＞ ＜p＞~~~~~ PG Excerpt ~~~~~＜/p＞ ＜p＞Tania was wearing an off-the-shoulder dress. The top of her breasts and her deep cleavage were visible. My wife looked at William’s back before pulling her dress up and flashing me＜/p＞ ＜p＞William noticed my attention was no longer on him, and as she entered the room, he looked at my wife as if she belonged to him alone. As she walked, her eyes never left his. Tania seemed to be glowing from the inside as William checked out every inch of her, not once seeming to be impressed.＜/p＞ ＜p＞“Well, how do I look?” she asked him.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Without looking at me, he answered, “You’ll look better when we get that dress off you.”＜/p＞ ＜p＞My wife laughed just a little too loud, “You think you’re going to get me naked, do ya?”＜/p＞ ＜p＞“No,” he said. “I think you’re going to get naked before the night is over.”＜/p＞ ＜p＞His overwhelming sense of entitlement was amazing to me. He was talking to my wife, right in front of me, telling her she’d be stripping for him before the night was over. I almost choked on my drink, the gall of the man. As I started to speak, Tania cut me off.＜/p＞ ＜p＞“We’ll see, maybe if you’re really as good as you think you are.”＜/p＞ ＜p＞“Bye, honey. We’ll see you later,” Tania said before kissing me on the cheek and whispering, “You’d better make up a guest room just in case. Remember, no playing with yourself.”＜/p＞ ＜p＞Words failed me. I tried to at least say ‘goodbye,’ but my mouth was too dry. I watched in dumb silence as my wife left the house on the arm of another man. Not just any man, a man I didn’t like and with whom she intended to sleep.＜/p＞ ＜p＞We’d been playing around with the idea of Tania allowing herself to be enjoyed by another man, but now that it was actually about to happen, I was struggling with the reality. The last time Tania and William had gone out together, I had been confident my wife wouldn’t fool around with him that night. Now, I knew she intended to do just that.＜/p＞ ＜p＞I did all the things husbands do, I suppose. I wandered the house and made up the room next to ours. I even unlocked the connecting door so I could peek in if I wanted to. The view would be good, I’d be able to see our bed from the bottom, looking toward the headboard.＜/p＞ ＜p＞I made myself something to eat, then couldn’t get it down. I had a drink or three, maybe four, but my mouth was still too dry to eat. Television and books held no interestーall I could think about was my wife in William’s arms.＜/p＞ ＜p＞The man was insufferable. What if I changed my mind? What if I sent a text to Tania and told her I didn’t want her to do it?＜/p＞ ＜p＞I even prepared the text, but I couldn’t press ‘send.’ I put my phone down and looked at the text I’d written for a long time. I reread it and corrected the wording. I had it just right. I was calling off the whole deal. I wanted her to come home, alone, to me.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Then I deleted the text and poured myself another drink before laying down on the bed in the guest room I’d prepared.＜/p＞ ＜p＞When I woke, the room was dark, and I could hear faint noises from next door. I couldn’t make out any words, just a giggly female and a low-pitched male. As I crept toward the connecting door the voices stopped, and I froze, afraid I’d been discovered. A beat or two later I took a chance and put my ear to the door.＜/p＞ ＜p＞“William!” It was Tania. She wasn’t giggling now, she sounded breathless. I silently cracked the door open.＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】Memoirs of a lost boy A boy`s frigid journey in search for identity【電子書籍】[ Abdi Muktar ]

＜p＞Did misfortunes followed you wherever you went to? to the toilets? or even traveled with you? This is a short story about Ali dahir,a young boy from the Ogaden;who I met in Europe in 2016.The Ogaden is an area occupied by Ethiopia,, inhabited mainly by ethnic-Somali people, known as the Ogaden. The area has a population of nearly 6 million. The Ogaden people are mainly agro-pastoralists, they live in simple lives, tending to their livestock, and moving along ancestral pathways. The locals live hard but honest lives in tune with the land and the past.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Most of the people have never accepted the presence of Ethiopian troops. They are regarded as colonists. There has been a history of rebellion between the Ogaden people and the Ethiopian regime which dates back to the partition of Africa by the British. To date, violence in the horn of Africa starts and ends with Ethiopia, they are the regions “trouble shooters” or “bully”. The Ethiopians still have the legacy of the Abyssinian expansionist rule in their minds. In 1984, the Ogaden Liberation Front (ONLF) was formed to fight against Ethiopia and the autonomy of the Ogaden region. They normally use guerrilla tactics and do not have official military bases. When they attack Ethiopian personnel, the security apparatus punishes the local communities in retaliation. Innocent people who have no affiliation with the ONLF have been always caught in cross fire. There is an African proverb that says when two bulls fight, the grass suffers. The Somali people in the Ogaden, are that proverbial grass.＜/p＞ ＜p＞I just laid motionless; a wake but no strength waiting for something to happen to me. Something bad. Something that no one could prevent from happening to me. Something that I never wished for before. But it was something I would like to willingly invite. It was coming. I was sure of that. I had seen it come to a lot of people. And the signs were showing in me. I just gave in and waited for it.＜br /＞ Minutes ticked, a lot of hours since we were dropped there and since I gave in to despair and decided to take in that “something”. But it wasn’t coming.＜br /＞ Chances were that it was once speeding to me and maybe it suddenly made a u- turn. Who knows it went back?＜br /＞ It was dawn, may be 4 or 5 when I heard a faded voice “he is dead”!＜br /＞ I could only hear my thumping heart as it beat loudly. Every now and then a wave of terror rolled through me, mixture of fear and despair that caused me to ask myself several rhetorical questions. “I am really dying”?＜br /＞ I was very weak. It was too much of a pain. And even though I wished for death it seemed to be dragging its feet as it came.＜br /＞ I remembered saying a prayer, though I wasn’t holy, I wanted it to be the last good thing on my lips. I passed out. ...................＜br /＞ find out what happened to Ali Dahir,find what he has been through and the bitter things he encountered while detained in the US,will he be allowed to stay or will he be deported? flip the pages and see for yourself.＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】Marion: The Story of an Artist's Model【電子書籍】[ Onoto Watanna (Winnifred Eaton) ]

＜p＞“IN dat familee dere are eleven cheeldren, and moreーthey come! See dat leetle one? She is tr?s jolie! Oui, tr?s jolie, n’est-ce pas? De father he come from Eengland about ten year ago. He was joost young man, mebbe twenty-seven or twenty-eight year ol’, and he have one leetle foreign wife and six leetle cheeldren. They were all so cold. They were not use to dis climate of Canada. My wife and I, we keep de leetle ’otel at Hochelaga, and my wife she take all dose leetle ones and she warm dem before the beeg hall stove, and she make for dem the good French pea-soup.” Mama had sent me to the corner grocer to buy some things. Monsieur Thebeau, the grocer, was talking, and to a stranger. I felt ashamed and humiliated to hear our family thus discussed. Why should we always be pointed out in this way and made to feel conspicuous and freaky? It was horrid that the size of our family and my mother’s nationality should be told to everyone by that corner grocer. I glared haughtily at Monsieur Thebeau, but he went garrulously on, regardless of my discomfiture. “De eldestーa boy, monsieurーhe was joost nine year old, and my wife she call him, ‘Le petit p?re.’ His mother she send him out to walk wiz all hees leetle sisters, and she say to him: ‘Charles, you are one beeg boy, almost one man, and you must take care you leetle sisters; so, when de wind she blow too hard, you will walk you on de side of dat wind, and put yourself between it and your sisters.’ ‘Yes, mama,’ il dit. And we, my wife and I, we look out de window, and me? I am laugh, and my wife, she cryーshe have lost her only bebby, monsieurーto see dat leetle boy walk him in front of his leetle sisters, open hees coat, comme ?a, monsieur, and spread it wiz hees hands, to make one shield to keep de wind from his sisters.” The man to whom Monsieur Thebeau had been speaking, had turned around, and was regarding me curiously. I felt abashed and angry under his compelling glance. Then he smiled, and nodding his head, he said: “You are right. She is prettyーquite remarkably pretty!” I forgot everything else. With my little light head and heart awhirl, I picked up my packages and ran out of the store. It was the first time I had been called pretty, and I was just twelve years old. I felt exhilarated and utterly charmed. When I reached home, I deposited the groceries on a table in the kitchen and ran up to my room. Standing on a chair, I was able to see my face in the oval mirror that topped a very high and scratched old chiffonier. I gazed long and eagerly at the face I had often heard Monsieur Thebeau say was “tr?s jolie,” which French words I now learned must mean: “Prettyーquite remarkably pretty!” as had said that Englishman in the store. Was I really pretty then? Surely the face reflected there was too fat and too red. My! my cheeks were as red as apples. I pushed back the offending fat with my two hands, and I opened my eyes wide and blinked them at myself in the glass. Oh! if only my hair were gold! I twisted and turned about, and then I made grimaces at my own face. Suddenly I was thrilled with a great ideaーone that for the moment routed my previous ambition to some day be an artist, as was my father. I would be an actress! If I were pretty, and both that Frenchman and Englishman had said so, why should I not be famous? I slipped into mama’s room, found a long skirt, and put it on me; also a feather which I stuck in my hair. Then, fearing detection, I ran out on tiptoe to the barn. There, marching up and down, I recited poems. I was pausing, to bow elaborately to the admiring audience, which, in my imagination, was cheering me with wild applause, when I heard mama’s voice calling to me shrilly: “Marion! Marion! Where in the world is that girl?”＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】The McBride Series 6-9 Compilation【電子書籍】[ cLasP ]

＜p＞For this family's story is worth reading for over and over. Now comes in Great Compilation!!!＜/p＞ ＜p＞Book 6 - Digging for Gold＜br /＞ I was brought up in a straight lace family with money where people expected me to behave with poise and bearing. They just didn't know I wanted to unleash my wild and wanton side. And I did, with the help of my mystery lover. We meet up for hot, unadulterated steamy Friday nights. But when my heart decided to get involved, I cancelled our contract. Just in time I discovered he got me pregnant!＜/p＞ ＜p＞Book 7 - Red's Memoir＜br /＞ When all my life all I ever knew about emotion was hate but love suddenly attacked me in a form of a young innocent girl with long curly hair, brown eyes and naked hotness. All I could think of since was redemption. Maybe I'm being forgiven by heaven when they sent me an angel to hold, protect and love with all my heart and soul.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Book 8 - Serendipity＜br /＞ Scarlet let her hair down and partied the entire night. Tried out some nasty pill, booze, weed and coke. Even before the party ended, she was swept away by a stranger and culminated her night by losing her v-card. It was hot, no barred hold sex until the breaking of dawn. When they parted away, what actually broke her heart was what she discovered in her purse!＜/p＞ ＜p＞Book 9 (Finale) - Shades of Violet＜br /＞ How can you claim loving someone when you can't even love yourself wholly, flaws and all? I can't. That's why I said goodbye. That's why I left my husband because I can't accept myself who I am and I'm afraid he'd feel the same way with me. But all the years we're apart, it's him who'd lingered in my head, my heart. But I'm a coward. I'm not complete. Not at all.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Bonus Story! - Reese's Out of the Closet＜br /＞ [From the McBride Series 9: Shades of Violet, here's Therese Collins or "Reese" daughter of Edward Collins. Join her funny and steamy journey towards finding true love] How to conquer fear? How to conquer love? How will you tell the world that you're gay without being judged? How did I freaking get myself into a mess I didn't remember doing? How will I know this is my happily ever ending?＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】The Intrapreneur Confessions of a Corporate Insurgent【電子書籍】[ Gib Bulloch ]

＜p＞＜em＞Work. Eat. Sleep. Repeat.＜/em＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜em＞Work. Eat. Sleep. Repeat.＜/em＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜em＞Work. Eat. Sleep. Repeat.＜/em＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞Have you ever sat at your desk and asked yourself, why am I here? Is this really all there is? Believe me, it isn't.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Over the past three decades, my generation created the enormous machines we call multinational corporations. Today, over half of the largest economies in the world are global businesses - controlled by the few, while impacting the many. Business has the power to change the world. But what if we, as individuals, had the power to change the world of business?＜/p＞ ＜p＞We are in the age of the intrapreneur: where mavericks and rebels bring their entrepreneurial prowess to big business, to change it from the inside out and bottom up. ＜em＞The Intrapreneur＜/em＞ is the story of my dream to do exactly that and how you can too.＜/p＞ ＜p＞For over a decade, I led a team within one of the world’s largest global consulting organisations ? a corporate “guerrilla movement” working deep within the system, to try to change the system. Our goals were huge: we wanted to revolutionise the role of business in the aid and development sector and offer our skills and expertise to not-for-profits in parts of the world with greatest need, but least access.＜/p＞ ＜p＞This was my dream but, until now, I have never admitted the personal toll that it took on me.＜/p＞ ＜p＞It ultimately cost me my job, my health and perhaps even my sanity as I landed myself in a psychiatric hospital for five days and five nights.＜/p＞ ＜p＞I had found my purpose, but had I lost my mind?＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜em＞The Intrapreneur＜/em＞ is a call to action for a new breed of social activist working within, about to join or completely disillusioned by today’s business world - to be the change you want to see in your company.＜/p＞ ＜p＞So my message is a simple one. If you feel that description applies to you, either change company or better still, change the company you’re in ? for the better.＜/p＞ ＜p＞If we strive to create the organisations we desire to work in, which build the societies we want to live in, then we’ll be helping not only ourselves and our colleagues, but the world as a whole. Join us today.＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】The Dinner List【電子書籍】[ Rebecca Serle ]

＜p＞＜em＞'We've been waiting for an hour.' That's what Audrey says. She states it with a little bit of an edge, her words just bordering on cursive. That's the thing I think first. Not: Audrey Hepburn is at my birthday dinner, but Audrey Hepburn is annoyed.＜/em＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞At one point or another, we've all been asked to name five people, living or dead, with whom we'd like to have dinner. Why do we choose the people we do? And what if that dinner was to actually happen? These are the questions Rebecca Serle contends with in her utterly captivating novel, ＜em＞The Dinner List＜/em＞, a story imbued with the same delightful magical realism as ＜em＞One Day＜/em＞, and the life-changing romance of ＜em＞Me Before You＜/em＞.＜/p＞ ＜p＞When Sabrina arrives at her thirtieth birthday dinner she finds at the table not just her best friend, but also three significant people from her past, and well, Audrey Hepburn. As the appetisers are served, wine poured, and dinner table conversation begins, it becomes clear that there's a reason these six people have been gathered together.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Delicious but never indulgent, sweet with just the right amount of bitter, ＜em＞The Dinner List＜/em＞ is a romance for our times. Bon appetit.＜/p＞ ＜p＞'Imagine that you could gather the people you've loved - dead or alive- at one table, for one night, with a chance to heal yourself once and for all. ＜em＞The Dinner List＜/em＞ is a heartbreakingly romantic book framed by such an evening. It's Serle's unflinching investigation into the triumph and failings of love that makes this book one of a kind. A touch magic, a touch tragic, and absolutely compelling from beginning to end.' -- Stephanie Danler, New York Times bestselling author of ＜em＞Sweetbitter＜/em＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞'I read ＜em＞The Dinner List＜/em＞ in a single day, unable to tear myself away from this unconventional dinner party. Rebecca Serle draws you in with this clever and delightful story and then (when you least expect it) offers up some of the sharpest insights on first loves, friendships and family. This book is completely original and wildly entertaining.' -- Jennifer Close, New York Times bestselling author of ＜em＞Girls in White Dresses＜/em＞ and ＜em＞The Hopefuls＜/em＞＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】Greyriver Shifters: Complete 5-Book Series Greyriver Shifters: Volume One【電子書籍】[ Kristina Weaver ]

＜p＞The ＜strong＞complete 5-book series＜/strong＞ of ＜em＞Greyriver Shifters Volume One＜/em＞.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Enjoy over 400,000 words in these 5 standalone, full-length books.＜/p＞ ＜p＞The shifters of Greyriver are hot as hell, and nothing will stop them in their paths, so cozy up and be ready for some sexy fun!＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜strong＞Unwanted Mate＜/strong＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞I don't want to feel this pull towards Mika Bright or the lust that overtakes me when I smell her. She's the opposite of everything I want in a female. As the next Alpha to my pack, I want my mate to be of my kind: strong, capable, and on the fringes of my emotions. But Mika isn't like that. She's sweet and soft and needs me to give her things I don't think I can. She's human to my wolf, light to my dark. She's not mine, and yet I want her, unlike any other female in this world. If I mate her, I will lose every iota of control in my life, and to a guy like me, control is power.＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜strong＞Unwilling Mate＜/strong＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞I will not mate Hannah Seers even if destiny and my animal instincts call me to do it. She's spoilt, rude, mean, and ugly in ways that have nothing to do with her perfect form and the body that drives me crazy. I shouldn't look at her and want her, and I damn sure should not give in to her demands for mating, but she has something I need, and if I have to mate her to get it, I will. That doesn't mean I will love her, even as I take her body, and it sure doesn't mean I want her heart. Or do I?＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜strong＞Reluctant Mate＜/strong＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞The problem with being a liar and a cheat is that, before you know it, you don't recognize yourself anymore. I've spent my life lying, living in a world where other people don't know the real me. I've lied to myself, my friends, and the one female who I should have claimed years ago. Beebee hates me, for good reason. She doesn't trust me, for good reason. She wants me because I make her believe that she should. Now it's up to me to decide if loving her is worth the risk of losing my freedom and losing myself once again when things fall apart.＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜strong＞Unlikely Mate＜/strong＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞I'm a mixed-breed shifter with bear and wolf in my blood. I am dangerous and big and scare the females in my own pack. I prefer solitude, and I keep to myself because I doubt I will ever be lucky enough to find my true female, who will complete me. When a car breaks down on the side of the highway that borders my pack and the land I guard, the last thing I expect is to see the most petite human female staring back at me. The last thing I know is that she can never be mine...＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜strong＞Destined To Mate＜/strong＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞I've killed. I've lied. I've stolen. I've committed every unspeakable crime, and I haven't regretted it once until the day Julia Silverton comes for me. She's my destiny, but I don't want her. I can't. She's good, and I'm not. She's love, but I've hated for so long I don't know what that means anymore. She wants me, needs me, and I will save her, but I will never give her my heart. I can't. She'd break me.＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】Slide it in My Butt, Darling : Anal MILFs 6 (First Time Anal Sex MILF Erotica) Anal MILFs, #6【電子書籍】[ Tori Westwood ]

＜p＞That feeling … that unique, sinful feeling. I'd done it to myself enough times but now I was yearning to have someone do it to me instead. A finger in my back door felt amazing, so I could only imagine what the real thing would feel like. Who better to help than my darling lodger Adam who was eager to try anything he could.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Let me open myself up for you so you can slide yourself inside for the first time.＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】Scars to Pearls A Medical Healing and Spiritual Journey Through the Phases of Malignant Melanoma Stage IIIA Skin Cancer with Micro-Metastasis.【電子書籍】[ Lita M. Worthington ]

＜p＞So when facing a life threatening trial, how do you refuel the transformation needed to replenish the balance in life itself? What do you lean on, trust on, or hope on? I am a recently retired OB-GYN-Infertility nurse practitioner of almost thirty years in the field, and I experienced delivering a spectrum of diagnoses in my area of expertise. There were the ‘good news’ moments with joy, success, and cure. But there will be moments we witness overwhelming pain and the devastating news of death. The shoe is on the other foot now for me. I am the patient with metastatic melanoma skin cancer and not the provider, a very uncomfortable and humbling place for me. Sometimes the biggest battle fought isn’t the cancer, but the emotional battle we suddenly find ourselves in. We are not prepared for this emotional turmoil or how to deal with it. The journey I experienced and now share with you had its difficulties, filled with approximately fifty appointments, two surgeries, hospitalization and therapies, but life continues. If you have recently been diagnosed with cancer, I know you are scared; I certainly was. Because in the beginning when you first hear the news, you immediately wonder: ‘How is this all going to end?’ The journey has only just begun and we are already wondering: ‘How it’s all going to play out?’ I know all the questions you are asking yourself, for I am the patient now and my perspective has changed. I can feel the uncertainty of your courage and strength to proceed through the demands of appointments, diagnostic testing, surgeries, pain, and treatments. I know the tears you will wipe quietly away from your cheek in the middle of the night when you can’t sleep or when you are simply all alone, afraid, in pain, or discouraged. I can feel your heart pounding so loud that certainly anyone standing next to you must hear it also. Your mind is spinning with worry from all the ‘what ifs.’ What will help me ‘succeed’ at alleviating the fear that is ever present and now sprinkled into my daily life?As a lifelong believer in Christ, a foundation of faith was laid long ago. I was just a believer, as some years were more inclusive of Christ Jesus than others. But I never doubted there was a God. I would learn how to respect, love and nurture this new found relationship in the months ahead. I chose to lean on, trust on, and hope on my faith and I began introducing a spiritual element into my new daily routine. In the months of pain and challenges, reaching for spiritual encouragement and journaling as the days, weeks, and months would pass, I found myself in a relationship with my Creator. He sat with me, walked with me and became my companion when I was alone and tired. Experiencing the joy with this new relationship was a gift to me, from God. But, of course, the medical provider in me led me to bring an educational element to my book. It is not the number one cancer killer, but it is the universally number one diagnosed cancer. I had recognized the lack of awareness amongst my friends and family, in regards to skin cancers and the serious threat they pose. So I include many Medical Pearls, which may be facts, or a helpful hint to pay additional attention to. For those who want to read about an amazing spiritual journey I include several Holy Spirit Moments which could be visions or occurrences in which only God could provide and explain. And, I share Spiritual Pearls which are my spiritual thoughts on scripture, visions or dreams that occurred both past and present, as it contributes to who I am. In my most vulnerable moments, my trust needed to lie somewhere other than myself. I am very good at taking care of myself, thank you very much. Suddenly my life takes a turn, and I better get ready for the unchartered course it will take. One day at a time. We all have a story within us. This shall be my story.＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。