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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！】Seduced by my Wife's Fertile Best Friend (Older Man Younger Woman Breeding Erotica Sex XXX)【電子書籍】[ Nikita Storm ]

＜p＞Dinners are hard. Especially when your wife's best friend is taunting and teasing you from across the table. It's even worse when you know she's getting married in a few days. With long, auburn hair a voluptuous chest and a stunning red dress, Betty - his wife's best friend - could have any man she pleased.＜/p＞ ＜p＞But she wanted him.＜/p＞ ＜p＞John was beside himself. He'd never gone behind his wife's back before, but he had a hunch that something was up between the two best friends. Should he allow himself to be seduced by his wife's best friend right in the living room? What about her husband? And his wife? How would they react?＜/p＞ ＜p＞Excerpt:＜/p＞ ＜p＞It was the hardest dinner party I've ever had to sit through. Shelley, my loving wife, invited over her best and closest friend since long before we met along with her husband-to-be, Steve.＜/p＞ ＜p＞She wanted to give her a grand send-off before the whirlwind of the wedding and subsequent honeymoon left no time.＜/p＞ ＜p＞The food was absolutely delicious. The atmosphere was cozy as it was just the four of us sitting around a dining room table. But - my God - I had never seen her friend looking so gorgeous before.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Let me try to paint you a picture:＜/p＞ ＜p＞In her delicious red-pumps, she stood a good 5'10" tall. She had lovely long-flowing auburn hair and bangs that she was constantly pushing out of her eyes. Her hips…Oh God, her hips. These were child-bearing hips if I ever saw them! Her spectacular red dress tried to cover them, but couldn't; it only accentuated them.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Her legs seemed to go on forever and I found my mind wandering all night. Several times throughout the course of the meal, I had to excuse myself and "adjust" myself in the restroom. Including my wife, I'd never been affected by a woman like Betty before.＜/p＞ ＜p＞"Get a hold of yourself, John," I said to my face in the mirror during one of my frequent bathroom breaks. "She's not yours. You have a lovely wife."＜/p＞ ＜p＞I don't recall what I said to myself next as I heard a knock on the door. It was her fiance. Fuck. I hope he didn't hear me.＜/p＞ ＜p＞"Be out in a sec!" I called out as I splashed cold water all over my face. I grunted at him when we passed as I couldn't bear to look him in the eyes. Not after the thoughts I was having about his future wife.＜/p＞ ＜p＞"Where's Shel?" I inquired as I stumbled into the living room and saw her sitting on the love-seat. My heart skipped two beats - I swear that if it wasn't safely ensconced in my chest it would've jumped out and ran away - as I partook of Betty's loveliness.＜/p＞ ＜p＞When I say loveliness, I mean she was freakin' hot! Her red dress accentuated every curve of her gorgeous body. I found myself staring at her large breasts and when she caught my eye, she tittered.＜/p＞ ＜p＞"She's cleaning up. Looks like it's just you and I," she said seductively, patting the seat next to her. "Why don't you join me and we can talk about whatever catches our fancy."＜/p＞ ＜p＞I gulped. Did I dare sit next to this lovely creature? Did I trust myself?＜/p＞ ＜p＞"What about your husband?"＜/p＞ ＜p＞She laughed again, her voice high-pitched and light. "Future husband," she reminded me. "Don't worry about him. He'll be in there awhile."＜/p＞ ＜p＞I stared at her bosom, my cock tenting noticeably in my pants. "What about my husband?" Shit. "I mean, my wife." God damn, I was starting to act like a virgin.＜/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！】Hucow Farm Slut (Part 2): Milking Lactation Breeding Menage Gangbang Erotica【電子書籍】[ Bessie Hucow ]

＜p＞Having moved to Darryl's Hucow farm, Jenny and her friend, Lindsey, have settled in quite nicely. The pay's good, the job's a breeze, everything is perfect. That is, until Darryl brings in Hector to whip the girls into shape. Hector is a no-nonsense cowboy who doesn't take no for an answer.＜/p＞ ＜p＞How will Jenny react to being punished for her "indiscretions?" Will he take her hard and without protection? Or will she stand up to him and tell him to shove it?＜/p＞ ＜p＞There's only one way to find out. Look inside for a hot preview and see for yourself why you should grab this Hucow by the tail.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Excerpt:＜/p＞ ＜p＞"Well?" Linds sat cross-legged on my bed as we munched on Cheeto's and chocolate milk. "Whaddya think?"＜/p＞ ＜p＞I'd just gotten off my Hucow milking shift and wanted nothing more than to curl up with a good book and maybe get a little shut-eye.＜/p＞ ＜p＞"I think the new farm-hand is hot, to be honest," I said, placing my hand over my heart as I began to think about him. I was making it my goal to seduce every single man in the farm. I wanted all of their seed inside me. I got wet instantly, just thinking about their cum flooding my pussy, fighting and battling it out for dominance.＜/p＞ ＜p＞"Oh my God, he's a dream!" Linds said as she slipped a finger into the waistband of her shorts and began diddling herself. "He's tall, rugged, handsome...you know - everything a man should be." She swooned and leaned back, propping her head against the pillows.＜/p＞ ＜p＞"He's definitely all that," I agreed. "But he's also just eighteen."＜/p＞ ＜p＞"So!" Linds sat back up and looked me in the eye. "There's nothing wrong with that."＜/p＞ ＜p＞I nodded and popped a Cheeto in my mouth. "I wonder if he's a virgin?"＜/p＞ ＜p＞"Damn, girl, I hadn't even thought about that!" Lindsey smiled as her fingers began moving inside her panties and her eyes rolled back in her head.＜/p＞ ＜p＞"If he is," I said with a devilish twinkle in my eyes, "I'm taking him."＜/p＞ ＜p＞"Nuh uh!" I watched her fingers fly faster and faster against her clit. She ground the heel of her palm into her pussy and began jerking wildly as an orgasmic tremor shot through her.＜/p＞ ＜p＞"Yes, huh!" I said, smiling, and kissed her on the lips. She was so far into her orgasm that she could barely respond, but I felt myself grow wet in my panties as I thought about taking the new guy.＜/p＞ ＜p＞"I dare ya!" She said, coming up for air as we exchanged hot, wet kisses. The smell of her sex now permeated the air and I was growing hornier by the moment.＜/p＞ ＜p＞"Make it a double dog and you've got yourself a deal!" I said as I pushed her back against the bed and pulled her panties down, revealing her very wet, sizzling pussy that glistened in the light. Still kissing her, I moved down her neck and gave her a hickey. Within seconds, I had my own panties off and I pressed my pussy lips against hers and began slowly grinding.＜/p＞ ＜p＞"Oh God! Jenny, don't stop," she said as she threw her arms around me and pulled me to her. I felt her hot lips caress my ear and I shivered at her scalding breath. Even though I'd just milked for two hours, my breasts were starting to fill up again and I angled a few droplets onto her small chest.＜/p＞ ＜p＞"Well? Do you double dog or not?" I teased as I pressed my large, milk jugs up against hers.＜/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！】A Leaky Massage (Hucow Lactation Age Gap Milking Breast Feeding Adult Nursing Age Difference XXX Erotica)【電子書籍】[ Nikita Storm ]

＜p＞Diane went into Mark's Massage Parlor looking for some relief. What she found would shake the foundation of her marriage to the core. Will Mark be able to give her what she needs - what her husband will not? And, will he do it hard and without protection? Look inside to find out more. You know you want to!＜/p＞ ＜p＞Excerpt:＜/p＞ ＜p＞It had been such a long time since I'd been able to get away and take some time for myself. With three kids, a needy husband and a dog, there just wasn't enough time for me. But enough of that!＜/p＞ ＜p＞Ever since that last kid, my breasts had grown so large that they were pulling on my back and neck muscles, causing me to become sore - in more ways than one. Money was tight - you know how it is - so I just did whatever I could to relieve my muscles myself.＜/p＞ ＜p＞That's why when my friend saw an ad in the paper for a new massage parlor that was having a buy one get one free sale for all new customers, I jumped at the chance. The only downside? It was a pregnancy massage place. I wasn't pregnant, per se, but with my large, leaky breasts hanging down like ripe coconuts, I wasn't far from it.＜/p＞ ＜p＞I was a bit early to the appointment, so I sat in their comfy waiting room. It was more like a mini-living room more than anything else. I plopped my ass down on the plush sofa and leaned back to relax.＜/p＞ ＜p＞"Why hello there." I was startled awake by a sexy man's voice. When I snapped my eyes open, they nearly popped out.＜/p＞ ＜p＞"Hi!" I squeaked, a flood of juices running into my panties.＜/p＞ ＜p＞"You must be Diane. I'm Mark." The tall, muscular couldn't-have-been-more-than-nineteen-year-old thrust out his very strong, very masculine hand and shook mine.＜/p＞ ＜p＞"Nice to...uh meet you, Mark," I said breathlessly as my tiny hand slipped into his. He squeezed lightly and it was like he squeezed the inside of my pussy as fertile woman cum gushed into my panties - soaking them - and leaked down my thighs. I was too floored by his blond, sandy hair, brown eyes and large smile to even notice. Like Barbara Streisand sang: I was a woman in love.＜/p＞ ＜p＞"I'm just finishing up with my other client now," he apologized and I felt a heady rush of emotions steamroll through my body.＜/p＞ ＜p＞"Take your time," I said even though I wanted him to stop everything he was doing right then and there and begin touching me with his strong, virile hands. I got lost in a sea of sexy thought and missed what he said, only coming to when I heard the door shut and he was gone.＜/p＞ ＜p＞It's just a few minutes longer, I thought as my eyes oscillated between the clock and the door. I imagined myself as the client in the room under his sexy, watchful gaze. His brown eyes excited me and I felt my hot pussy liquids begin to seep out again. Girl, I scolded myself, get yourself under control!＜/p＞ ＜p＞It's not like he's a sex worker or anything. He's just a masseuse. That's it. Of course, that didn't help.＜/p＞ ＜p＞My fingers crept down to my wet, pulsating pussy as I pictured his strong hands running all across my body. I pulled my sopping panties aside and lightly touched my sensitive clit. A moan escaped my lips before I could catch it. I quickly looked toward the door to make sure he hadn't heard and then continued my exploration.＜/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！】Sergio's Redemption Marco's MMA Boys, #6【電子書籍】[ SM Donaldson ]

＜p＞Life has a funny way of pushing us beyond what is mentally possible.＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜strong＞Paige＜/strong＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞I was born to parents who never cared if I had food or clothes. I was nothing. A waste of space and time to them.＜/p＞ ＜p＞At sixteen, they relocated…and didn't bother to tell me.＜/p＞ ＜p＞I lived in my busted up and broken-down car behind a gym for months when two men found me.＜/p＞ ＜p＞One of them I believed was my savior, the love of my life. Turns out things aren't always what they seem. He was the devil in disguise.＜/p＞ ＜p＞A few thousand bad decisions later, I find myself in the very same parking lot where I found the devil and the man who supported me through it all.＜/p＞ ＜p＞I'm Paige Turner. I'm a mess of a woman with nothing but hard times in my past and a future that's completely uncertain.＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜strong＞Sergio＜/strong＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞I had a life once. I had a wife and a baby on the way. My life was everything I never knew I wanted.＜/p＞ ＜p＞I was halfway around the world, defending my country, serving the United States proudly, when I lost absolutely everything that mattered.＜/p＞ ＜p＞I couldn't save them. I couldn't even fight for them.＜/p＞ ＜p＞I went through the stages of grief and I've come out on the other side a different man.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Now, I fight.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Literally.＜/p＞ ＜p＞There is something therapeutic about beating someone or even yourself. I can control the pain, unlike my life.＜/p＞ ＜p＞I'm Sergio Nichols. When my family was taken, I've somehow learned to function in a new dysfunctional family of their own making.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Two broken people with one chance at redemption.＜/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！】Gil the Gunner: The Youngest Officer in the East【電子書籍】[ George Manville Fenn ]

＜p＞My fist went home on Morton’s cheek, and almost simultaneously his flew out and struck me in the ribs. Crackーthud! Morton’s return sounding like an echo of my blow. There was a buzz of excitement. Coats flew off; two of our fellows eagerly pressed forward to act as seconds; my shirt-sleeves were rolled up over my thin arms, and in another instant we two fellow-pupils were squaring at each other, and I was gathering myself up to deliver as hard a blow as I could whenー“Stop! halt!” came in a sharp harsh voice, and General Crucie, with the great scar upon his white forehead looking red and inflamed as it always did when he was angry, strode up, thumped down his thick malacca cane, so that the ferule went into the grass and it stood alone, while he looked from one to the other fiercely. “Upon my word!” he cried. “Very pretty! Two gentlemen flying at each others’ throats like a couple of street boys. A regular blackguardly fight. I’m ashamed of you, gentlemen. What does it all mean?” “Well, sir, it was like this,” began Hendry, my second. “Silence, sir! I will not hear a word. I pretty well know what it all means. You, Vincent, as usual; that nasty overbearing temper of yours again. Is it utterly impossible for you to live in unity with your fellow-students?” “No, sir; not if they would let me be, and not fasten quarrels on me,” I cried in an ill-used tone. “Stuff, sir! rubbish, sir! nonsense, sir!” cried the general. “I know you better than you know yourself; and, mark my words, you will never succeed in your profession until you learn to behave like a gentleman. How can you expect to command men if you cannot command yourself. There, I’ll hear no more, for I’m sure you have been in the wrong.” The general pointed in so unmistakable a manner that I walked off with my uniform jacket half on, slowly thrusting my arm into the vacant sleeve, and thinking bitterly, with my head bent and my forehead wrinkled up like that of an old man. I was not long in reaching my little room, a favourite one amongst our fellows; and as I shut myself in, and locked the door, my conscience reproached me with certain passages in the past which led to my having that room, when a fellow-student gave way in my favour, and I don’t think it was from kindly feeling towards me. “I’m a miserable, unhappy wretch,” I said, as I threw myself in a chair which resented the rough usage by creaking violently and threatening to break one leg. “Nobody likes me. I’m always getting into trouble, and every one will be glad when I am gone to Calcutta, Madras, or Bombay.”＜/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！】ThunderBolt【電子書籍】[ TJ Phull ]

＜p＞EROTICA, FANTASY, FICTION, PARANORMAL, ROMANCE, THRILLER＜/p＞ ＜p＞Thunderbolt: The Merge, T.J. Phull＜/p＞ ＜p＞What a novel! This excellent book entertain, engross and enchant you from the very beginning to the very end. I found this book to be a phenomenal read that was incredibly addictive, so much so that I struggled to put it down! I was impatient as I moved from one page to the next and I have the excellent author, T.J. Phull to thank for this. Her literature is engrossing and her characters riveting, and so I have to implore all you lovely readers to read this incredible book!＜/p＞ ＜p＞Thundewrbolt: The Merge is a steamy, exciting novel that is full of twists and turns galore, the author's excellent story will unquestionably entertain any reader. Her amazing themes which include romance, paranormal, mysterious happenings an so much more, make this a love story of the decade. The plot alone is glorious, breathtaking and gripping and it surprised me more than once thanks to the novels twisty-turny, absorbing nature. One thing is for sure when you read this book, and that is you will never be bored reading because it is a diverse all-consuming assault of brilliance! It will keep you motivated to read until the very end, it is like the author has a binding spell on you and the only way to break this spell is to immerse yourself in the layers of the novel entirely.＜/p＞ ＜p＞The story of this enjoyable book is an incredibly dynamic, unique piece of work that took my breath away on more than one occasion, the pacing of this story was wonderfully written and plotted so that I did not get bored at any given time. I always measure my likeness of a book on whether I find myself looking at the page number; if I do in fact do this I know that the novel is taking its toll... in other words it is dragging, and I want it to end but this book was different than this and not like this at all as never once did I find myself referring to the page number and that is a sure sign that Thunderbolt; The Merge is a compelling piece of work that draws the reader in and captivates them to read it quickly and to reach the end of the book very fast.＜br /＞ To summarize my thoughts on this charismatic novel I would say if you are a reader who Is tired of reading the same old books that are lackluster and forgettable then take a chance with this one because I promise you now that you will not be disappointed! This wonderful book gets Five Stars from me!＜/p＞ ＜p＞Thank you so much for reading book lovers, I deeply appreciate it and love discussing wonderful books with all of you so please, comment below and let me know your thoughts on Thunderbolt: The Merge; do you see yourself reading this book? Is it not your usual cup of tea? Let me know all of those brilliant thoughts of yours below! Thank you so much again for reading!＜/p＞ ＜p＞Goodbye for now book lovers＜/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！】That Other Side of My Brain【電子書籍】[ Mike Varga ]

＜p＞As a successful businessman, I honed skills at observation, evaluation and analysis, as well as strategy and planning. I have of late been applying these skills along with a sense of art to better represent the world, human nature and myself through poetry, using that other side of my brain. I think you’ll enjoy the fun poems. You will react and feel the ones about the world and maybe see some of yourself in the poems about philosophy and myself.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Robert Louis Stevenson said, “Wine is bottled poetry”ーa beautiful thought. I hope you find that the poetry here goes great with a glass of wine … Cheers!＜/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！】Anchored to Hope: My Time My Story【電子書籍】[ Fred Isaac Nassif ]

＜p＞This book had me from the very first page. I remember the emotional roller coaster I had to overcome before I had the courage to fight back. There was betrayal at the highest level by the people I less expected. Dropping the ball in life doesnt mean that your old colleagues and friends would stand side by side with you, especially when life decides to bring a little adversity and drama your way. The next thing you know, you wake up one morning and everything is suddenly gone. You ask yourself, Is this reality or just a horrible dream? Growing up, I thought I was untouchable, surrounded by a circle of friends who were talented, inspiring, and successful. On the other end were a new group of people slowly inviting themselves into my life, each one of them I had not met, but somehow, someone had put them there in their positions. I found myself losing control as my journey continued to come crashing in on me. One thing I can say is, I never forgot my roots and values. As each chapter unfolds, you will see how this book intensifies. Forget your favorite TV programs because this book has it all. My business partner and I will take you far beyond the norm. Who is this person that I put my trust in? How far will he go to achieve whatever it was he had planned? Is this man narcissistic, or is he just pure evil? How much can one person take before he finally explodes? Watch and see how this person lures me into countries that are known for their dangerous shoresfrom naval bases to South African embassies, from courtrooms to dungeons, inclusive of two separate trials. See how the media uninvitingly make their presence felt. See the corruption surrounding the police with evidence being falsified. One lesson that I learned about myself after continuously being exposed to things beyond my control was that in life, whatever doesnt kill you will definitely make you stronger.＜/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！】Trails of Light A Journey from the Everyday to the Mystical【電子書籍】[ Kathleen Panettieri ]

＜p＞Come on a journey with me through the autobiographical trails of my life, written as poetry. Discover that the similarities in our lives are greater than the differences. Though our circumstances may seem to be poles apart, I invite you to look closely with me at our shared humanity and recognise that the themes underlying our many stories are vastly similar. Life is a carnival, and we are the mask wearers. From the everyday to the ethereal, from the mundane to the mystical, you will find yourself, somewhere, in this collection of poetry. I have been using poetry as a personal means of self-expression. For many years, it has helped me through dark moments of depression and through periods of deep questioning in my life. It has allowed me to access deeper and deeper levels of myself and connect with the inspiration that has been the driving force behind much of my poetry.＜/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 Interview (Harrison Hardline International Book 1)【電子書籍】[ Elizabeth Evil ]

＜p＞I’d never met him before, and he had me undressed in less than 10 minutes.＜/p＞ ＜p＞What was happening to me?＜/p＞ ＜p＞I should know better. I’m a journalist. I stay detached and impartial. I don’t get close to the subject. I’m a professional.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Or I was, until I met Jace Harrison.＜/p＞ ＜p＞The handsome, powerful CEO of Harrison Industries was notoriously difficult to interview. I was ready to pull his secrets out of him. But instead, he uncovered one of mine.＜/p＞ ＜p＞How far will he push me? How far will I let myself go? And will I be able to stop- or will I even want to?＜/p＞ ＜p＞This hot short story (approximately 10,000 words) is a MaleDom billionaire BDSM tale. It's the first in the "Harrison Hardline International" series, following a young journalist named Betsy who falls deep into a new lifestyle as a submissive to Jace Harrison- a gorgeous, hard driving billionaire with a secret desire and high expectations. Come along on Betsy's journey and fall under Harrison's spell 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！】Amuzings【電子書籍】[ Dwayne R. James ]

＜p＞If you’re new to the story, let me catch you up on the journey already in progress…＜/p＞ ＜p＞I’m Dwayne. Currently, I’m an artist and writer, but it wasn’t always that way. For many years, I was a single-father for a precocious young girl while I worked from home for a large computer company. Then, things changed. Literally overnight.＜/p＞ ＜p＞I met an amazing woman and fell head over toes in love. In a matter of a year, we were married and expecting twins, but it’s the precise manner in which it happened that continues to boggle the mind. As the story goes (and I am NOT making this up), my wife and I found out that she was pregnant with twins the day after I was laid off from the aforementioned good paying job in January of 2009.＜/p＞ ＜p＞The months and years that followed were equal parts challenging and rewarding as I balanced my new role as a stay at home Dad with the excitement of establishing myself as a fledgling artist and all-around creative type. During this dramatic period of my life, one of the things that helped keep me sane was my ability to provide a running commentary on Social Media about the insanity of it all. In 2012, I gathered up all of the posts that I’d made to that point, composed a narrative to link it all together, and self-published it as a book called Gingers & Wry.＜/p＞ ＜p＞In the months and years since G&W came out, my ginger kids have grown quite a bit. The twins have gone to grade school, my daughter has gone to University, and all three continue to delight and amaze me. As for my wife and me, she’s well respected at her job, and I’ve carved out a comfortable niche in the local arts community.＜br /＞ Through it all, I’ve continued to post irreverent commentary about life’s wonders and absurdities on Social Media. I’d been toying with the idea of gathering them all together again like I’d done for G&W when a chance encounter with two different friends in the same week, both who told me how much they enjoyed my irreverent comments, and both who said they would make a funny book, gave me the impetus I needed. I immediately sat down and began to put this publication together.＜br /＞ This collection differs from G&W in that it doesn’t have the running narrative. It focuses primarily on roughly six years’ worth of the quips, puns, one-liners, and zingers that I’ve come to call amuzings.＜/p＞ ＜p＞As an added bonus, I’ve also included two short-stories that I composed originally for two separate iterations of the CBC Non-Fiction story contest. Although neither one was recognized in their respective contests, “Lies I Told My Father” was later noticed by a producer on Stuart Mclean’s Vinyl Caf? Radio program. She had wanted to include it on a future show as a part of the “Stories from Listeners” segment, but it never happened due to Stuart’s untimely death in 2017 (Um. Just to be clear. I did not mean to make it sound like I’m complaining that another person’s death was inconvenient for me. That’s clear, right?)＜/p＞ ＜p＞I’m not convinced that there’s a good way to read the content of this book. It’s not necessarily designed to be read from start to finish. I’ve broken it up into sections and sub-sections with the idea that you can flip to any part of the book and read a few pages and walk away amused as well as satisfied that you can do the same thing all over again later. With over 1,100 amuzings and stories to choose from, I’m confident that you’ll be hard pressed to repeat yourself anytime soon!＜/p＞ ＜p＞Happy reading!＜/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！】A Leaky Massage Hucow Lactation Age Gap Milking Breast Feeding Adult Nursing Age Difference XXX Erotica【電子書籍】[ Nikita Storm ]

＜p＞Diane went into Mark’s Massage Parlor looking for some relief. What she found would shake the foundation of her marriage to the core. Will Mark be able to give her what she needs - what her husband will not? And, will he do it hard and without protection? Look inside to find out more. You know you want to!＜/p＞ ＜p＞Excerpt:＜/p＞ ＜p＞It had been such a long time since I'd been able to get away and take some time for myself. With three kids, a needy husband and a dog, there just wasn't enough time for me. But enough of that!＜/p＞ ＜p＞Ever since that last kid, my breasts had grown so large that they were pulling on my back and neck muscles, causing me to become sore - in more ways than one. Money was tight - you know how it is - so I just did whatever I could to relieve my muscles myself.＜/p＞ ＜p＞That's why when my friend saw an ad in the paper for a new massage parlor that was having a buy one get one free sale for all new customers, I jumped at the chance. The only downside? It was a pregnancy massage place. I wasn't pregnant, per se, but with my large, leaky breasts hanging down like ripe coconuts, I wasn't far from it.＜/p＞ ＜p＞I was a bit early to the appointment, so I sat in their comfy waiting room. It was more like a mini-living room more than anything else. I plopped my ass down on the plush sofa and leaned back to relax.＜/p＞ ＜p＞"Why hello there." I was startled awake by a sexy man's voice. When I snapped my eyes open, they nearly popped out.＜/p＞ ＜p＞"Hi!" I squeaked, a flood of juices running into my panties.＜/p＞ ＜p＞"You must be Diane. I'm Mark." The tall, muscular couldn't-have-been-more-than-nineteen-year-old thrust out his very strong, very masculine hand and shook mine.＜/p＞ ＜p＞"Nice to...uh meet you, Mark," I said breathlessly as my tiny hand slipped into his. He squeezed lightly and it was like he squeezed the inside of my pussy as fertile woman cum gushed into my panties - soaking them - and leaked down my thighs. I was too floored by his blond, sandy hair, brown eyes and large smile to even notice. Like Barbara Streisand sang: I was a woman in love.＜/p＞ ＜p＞"I'm just finishing up with my other client now," he apologized and I felt a heady rush of emotions steamroll through my body.＜/p＞ ＜p＞"Take your time," I said even though I wanted him to stop everything he was doing right then and there and begin touching me with his strong, virile hands. I got lost in a sea of sexy thought and missed what he said, only coming to when I heard the door shut and he was gone.＜/p＞ ＜p＞It's just a few minutes longer, I thought as my eyes oscillated between the clock and the door. I imagined myself as the client in the room under his sexy, watchful gaze. His brown eyes excited me and I felt my hot pussy liquids begin to seep out again. Girl, I scolded myself, get yourself under control!＜/p＞ ＜p＞It's not like he's a sex worker or anything. He's just a masseuse. That's it. Of course, that didn't help.＜/p＞ ＜p＞My fingers crept down to my wet, pulsating pussy as I pictured his strong hands running all across my body. I pulled my sopping panties aside and lightly touched my sensitive clit. A moan escaped my lips before I could catch it. I quickly looked toward the door to make sure he hadn't heard and then continued my exploration.＜/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！】Twilight Land【電子書籍】[ HOWARD PYLE ]

＜p＞I found myself in Twilight Land.＜br /＞ How I ever got there I cannot tell, but there I was in Twilight Land.＜br /＞ What is Twilight Land? It is a wonderful, wonderful place where no sun shines to scorch your back as you jog along the way, where no rain falls to make the road muddy and hard to travel, where no wind blows the dust into your eyes or the chill into your marrow. Where all is sweet and quiet and ready to go to bed.＜br /＞ Where is Twilight Land? Ah! that I cannot tell you. You will either have to ask your mother or find it for yourself.＜br /＞ There I was in Twilight Land. The birds were singing their goodnight song, and the little frogs were piping “peet, peet.” The sky overhead was full of still brightness, and the moon in the east hung in the purple gray like a great bubble as yellow as gold. All the air was full of the smell of growing things. The high road was gray, and the trees were dark.＜br /＞ I drifted along the road as a soap bubble floats before the wind, or as a body floats in a dream. I floated along and I floated along past the trees, past the bushes, past the mill pond, past the mill where the old miller stood at the door looking at me.＜br /＞ I floated on, and there was the Inn, and it was the Sign of Mother Goose.＜br /＞ The sign hung on a pole, and on it was painted a picture of Mother Goose with her gray gander.＜br /＞ It was to the Inn I wished to come.＜/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！】Fairy Tales of Slav Peasants and Herdsmen【電子書籍】[ Aleksander Chod?ko ]

＜p＞Fairy Tales of the Slav Peasants and Herdsmen was written in the year 1896 by Aleksander Chodzko. This book is one of his most popular novels, and has been translated into several other languages around the world.＜/p＞ ＜p＞THE ABODE OF THE GODS (excerpt)＜br /＞ Once upon a time there were two brothers whose father had left them but a small fortune. The eldest grew very rich, but at the same time cruel and wicked, whereas there was nowhere a more honest or kinder man than the younger. But he remained poor, and had many children, so that at times they could scarcely get bread to eat. At last, one day there was not even this in the house, so he went to his rich brother and asked him for a loaf of bread. Waste of time! His rich brother only called him beggar and vagabond, and slammed the door in his face.＜br /＞ The poor fellow, after this brutal reception, did not know which way to turn. Hungry, scantily clad, shivering with cold, his legs could scarcely carry him along. He had not the heart to go home, with nothing for the children, so he went towards the mountain forest. But all he found there were some wild pears that had fallen to the ground. He had to content himself with eating these, though they set his teeth on edge. But what was he to do to warm himself, for the east wind with its chill blast pierced him through and through. "Where shall I go?" he said; "what will become of us in the cottage? There is neither food nor fire, and my brother has driven me from his door." It was just then he remembered having heard that the top of the mountain in front of him was made of crystal, and had a fire for ever burning upon it. "I will try and find it," he said, "and then I may be able to warm myself a little." So he went on climbing higher and higher till he reached the top, when he was startled to see twelve strange beings sitting round a huge fire. He stopped for a moment, but then said to himself, "What have I to lose? Why should I fear? God is with me. Courage!"＜/p＞ ＜p＞So he advanced towards the fire, and bowing respectfully, said: "Good people, take pity on my distress. I am very poor, no one cares for me, I have not even a fire in my cottage; will you let me warm myself at yours?" They all looked kindly at him, and one of them said: "My son, come sit down with us and warm yourself."＜/p＞ ＜p＞So he sat down, and felt warm directly he was near them. But he dared not speak while they were silent. What astonished him most was that they changed seats one after another, and in such a way that each one passed round the fire and came back to his own place. When he drew near the fire an old man with long white beard and bald head arose from the flames and spoke to him thus:...＜/p＞ ＜p＞Aleksander Borejko Chod?ko (30 August 1804 ? 27 December 1891) was a Polish poet, Slavist, and Iranologist.＜br /＞ He was born in Krzywicze in Russia (today's Kryvi?y, Belarus), and attended the University of Vilnius. He was a member of the Filaret Association and the Institute of Oriental Studies that was attached to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the Russian Empire in Saint Petersburg.＜/p＞ ＜p＞From 1830 until 1844 he worked as a Russian diplomat in Iran. From 1852 until 1855 he worked for the French Foreign Ministry in Paris. He succeeded Adam Mickiewicz in the chair of Slavic languages and literatures in the Coll?ge de France, holding the post from 1857 until 1883.＜/p＞ ＜p＞He was a member of the Royal Asiatic Society of Great Britain and Ireland and the Soci?t? de Linguistique de Paris.＜/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！】Playing With It Pays Off: Losing a Bet Wins Big【電子書籍】[ Reese Cantwell ]

＜p＞I love to play with myself and my girlfriend loves to egg me on to do it even more. Then she made me a bet and when I lost she made me masturbate for her four best friends. Oh, I enjoyed it for sure but it gets better than that. I'll tell you what happened at her bridesmaid party where I was the entertainment. We're married two years now and I'm still masturbating for her friends and hope it never ends. You'll want to read this while you do yourself. Or have a friend to help.＜/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！】Twilight Land【電子書籍】[ Howard Pyle ]

＜p＞I found myself in Twilight Land. How I ever got there I cannot tell, but there I was in Twilight Land.＜/p＞ ＜p＞What is Twilight Land? It is a wonderful, wonderful place where no sun shines to scorch your back as you jog along the way, where no rain falls to make the road muddy and hard to travel, where no wind blows the dust into your eyes or the chill into your marrow. Where all is sweet and quiet and ready to go to bed.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Where is Twilight Land? Ah! that I cannot tell you. You will either have to ask your mother or find it for yourself.＜/p＞ ＜p＞There I was in Twilight Land. The birds were singing their good?night song, and the little frogs were piping "peet, peet." The sky overhead was full of still brightness, and the moon in the east hung in the purple gray like a great bubble as yellow as gold. All the air was full of the smell of growing things. The high?road was gray, and the trees were dark.＜/p＞ ＜p＞I drifted along the road as a soap?bubble floats before the wind, or as a body floats in a dream. I floated along and I floated along past the trees, past the bushes, past the mill?pond, past the mill where the old miller stood at the door looking at me.＜/p＞ ＜p＞I floated on, and there was the Inn, and it was the Sign of Mother Goose.＜/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！】Among the Burmans: A Record of Fifteen Years of Work and its Fruitage【電子書籍】[ Henry Park Cochrane ]

＜p＞The Chanda was slowly making her way with the tide up the Rangoon River. Two young missionaries, myself and wife, were leaning on the rail, deeply interested in the scene before us. The rising sun, sending its rays over the land, seemed to us a pledge of the Master's presence in the work to which we had consecrated our lives. On every hand were strange sights and sounds, strange scenery, strange craft, strange people; everything far and near so unlike the old life that we had left behind. But it was something more than new sights and sounds that stirred in us the deep emotion expressed in moistened eye and trembling lip. Thoughts were going back to the time when we heard the call, "Whom shall I send, and who will go for us?" And now that we were about to enter upon the realization of that to which we had so long looked forward, hearts too full for utterance, were stirred with gratitude and praise. But not long were we permitted to indulge in either retrospect or prospect. As the steamer drew near the dock all was turmoil and excitement,ーofficers shouting their orders; sailors dragging the great ropes into place; passengers getting their luggage ready for quick removal; friends on ship and shore eagerly seeking to recognize a familiar face; waving of handkerchiefs; sudden exclamations when an acquaintance or loved one was recognized. At last the gangplank is in place, and on they come,ーofficials, coolies, business men, hotel-runners, representatives of many races, and conditions, energy for once superseding rank; missionaries well to the front to extend a welcome to the newcomers. What a power there is in the hearty hand-shake and cordial greeting! To the newcomer, who has everything to learn and much to unlearn,ーthis warm reception by the veterans is a link to reconnect him with the world from which he seemed to have been separated during the long voyage; a bridge to span the gulf of his own inexperience; a magic-rite of adoption into the great missionary family; a pledge of fellowship and cooperation for all the years to come. It was Sunday morning,ーthough few in that motley crowd either knew or cared. Mohammedan, Hindu, Parsee, Buddhist, and "Christian" jostled one another, each intent on his own affairs, and all combining to make this the farthest possible extreme from a "day of holy rest." Little wonder that this first Oriental Sunday was a distinct shock to the new missionaries. They had yet to learn that on many such Sundays they would long for the "Sabbath- and Sanctuary-privileges" of the home-land. But soon it became evident that the missionaries at least, were about the "Father's business," each hurrying away to be in time for the morning service in his own department of mission-work among many races. To the eye of one who has just landed in Rangoon each individual in the throng of natives on the street seems to have arrayed himself as fantastically as possible, or to have gone to the other extreme and failed to array himself at all. But at these Christian services one sees the natives classified according to race, and learns to distinguish certain racial characteristics,ーof feature, costume, and custom. A congregation of Burmese is a beautiful sight, their showy skirts, turbans, and scarfs presenting the appearance of a flower garden in full bloom, but especially beautiful as a company of precious souls turned from their idols to the "True and living God." Among our first experiences was a warm appreciation of the kind attempts on the part of the missionaries to initiate us, by means of good advice, into life in the tropics. "Now do be careful about exposing yourself to this tropical sun. Remember, you are not in America now." "That solar tope of yours is not thick enough for one who is not used to this climate." "Flannel next to the skin is absolutely necessary, as a safeguard against malaria, dysentery, and other complaints so common here." "Now dear brother and sister, you must look out and not let your zeal run away with your judgment. Yankee hustle won't do in Burma."＜/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！】Love Made Me Crazy【電子書籍】[ Chuanda Mason ]

＜p＞Have you ever loved someone so much that you found yourself not thinking with your brain but constantly letting your heart make decisions that you would not ordinarily think twice about? Of course you have.On so many occasions I said to myself enough is enough but I still stayed because my heart would not let me walk away.＜/p＞ ＜p＞I will talk about how love had me so blind that I let a man physically and emotionally abuse me for years, how love had me so blind to stay with a man that lied and cheated over and over again, and how love had me so blind that I spent over $35,000 cash on a guy.＜/p＞ ＜p＞I want to share these stories with you because many of you have had experiences of your own and I want to let you know that you are not the only one. Maybe my stories will give you inspiration to leave an unhealthy relationship you are currently in or just to open your eyes to any signs of a future relationship like these. I share intimate detail after intimate detail of my relationships from beginning to the end. I follow up each story with a lessons learned, and advice to anyone currently in that type of relationship.＜/p＞ ＜p＞If you thought my "Hell Dates" were crazy let me tell you about some of my "Hell Relationships".＜/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！】Treasure Found【電子書籍】[ Lauren Kensington ]

＜p＞Life itself is such a strange journey, with its ups and downs and curves. Have you ever asked yourself why we were put here on this earth? What is our purpose for being here? Why are people born? A person is born, and they grow up and get a job. They have a family and then pass on. Why? Is that all there is to this life? I asked myself these questions many times growing up.＜/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！】Lessons from Life: Four Keys to Living with More Meaning, Purpose, and Success【電子書籍】[ Steven Darter ]

＜p＞In this deeply personal self-help memoir, Steve Darter asks himself the question: What is the purpose of my life? Using incredibly entertaining and relatable storytelling, Steve takes you on a journey of emotion, reflection, and insight that encourages you to think about how to live with more meaning, purpose, and success at any age whether young, old, or in between.＜/p＞ ＜p＞If you apply the concepts and techniques described in Steve's book, it will help you:＜/p＞ ＜p＞. Identify and engage in work and activity that provides a sense of meaning, purpose, satisfaction, and fulfillment＜/p＞ ＜p＞. Understand and manage your motivated strengths and prevent them from becoming weaknesses that can damage performance, limit productivity, and create all sorts of problems in life＜/p＞ ＜p＞. Break free what may be holding you back, including physical and emotional pain＜/p＞ ＜p＞. Be who you were uniquely designed to be, realize the purpose of your life, and maximize your potential,＜/p＞ ＜p＞"Exceptionally well written. . . extraordinary personal story combined with life enhancing, life affirming commentaries. . . very highly recommended"＜br /＞ ーMidwest Book Review＜/p＞ ＜p＞Ranked #1 "Profound Book About Finding Yourself" by Fupping, a media company that focuses on book and product reviews and expert buying guides.＜/p＞ ＜p＞For more than forty years, Steven has preached about understanding, using, and effectively managing motivated strengths to live a more meaningful, purposeful, and successful life. He has counseled roughly 5,000 people, ranging from CEOs of Fortune 500 corporations to troubled teenagers, on work, career, and life issues.＜/p＞ ＜p＞What others have said about Lessons from Life:＜/p＞ ＜p＞“Steve Darter exhibits extreme courage, humility, and vulnerability as he tells a fascinating story of his lifelong journey leading to self-discovery of his God-given giftedness and life purpose . . . This book can significantly enhance your life!”＜br /＞ ーFred Sievert, retired president, New York Life Insurance Company; author of God Revealed: Revisit Your Past to Enrich Your Future＜/p＞ ＜p＞"Everyone who reads this will benefit from its honest self-reflection and will be inspired to find the hidden strength their life journey has to make them better people.”＜br /＞ ーKenneth Klepper, Cofounder, Chairman, and CEO, ReactiveCore; former president, Medco Health Solutions＜/p＞ ＜p＞“I highly recommend Steve’s book for everyone desiring to use their God-given gifts to their fullest”＜br /＞ --Stephen D. Ban, PhD, retired CEO, Gas Research Institute＜/p＞ ＜p＞“Whether you are early or late in your life, there is much to learn or relearn from Steve Darter’s Lessons from Life”＜br /＞ ーSam Havens, retired president, Prudential Health Care＜/p＞ ＜p＞“I found the writing to be magnetic, sentence after sentence. The communication is clear and deep; nothing hidden, so painfully honest. The message about life and purpose, consistent and growing, illustrated through struggles, victories, and defeats that are so real.”＜br /＞ ーArthur F. Miller, Author of: How God Shapes Our Lives＜/p＞ ＜p＞“Steve distills incredible wisdom from his own life’s experiences. . . I felt myself frequently laughing one moment, only to be startled by a moment of great poignancy the next.”＜br /＞ ーGreg Baumer, senior vice president and chief growth officer, naviHealth; author of God and Money: How We Discovered True Riches at Harvard Business School＜/p＞ ＜p＞“This book reveals an amazing, intelligent, and proven way to discover your life’s purpose.”＜br /＞ ーDick Staub, nationally syndicated broadcaster and founder of The Kindlings; author The Culturally Savvy Christian, and other books＜/p＞ ＜p＞“Steve offers us the powerful reflections that have emerged from his own life story. . . This is a book you will read, reread, and gift to others.”＜br /＞ ーZara F. Larsen, Executive Vice President and Global Head of Engineering, Werner International POC GmbH＜/p＞ ＜p＞“Engaging life storiesーeach with important lessons for all”＜br /＞ ーRobert C. Andringa, PhD, President Emeritus, Council for Christian Colleges & Universities＜/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 Ramblings of a Soul Forever Lost【電子書籍】[ Joe Krieger ]

＜p＞The 52 situations penned to paper or clicked onto the screen before you are the ramblings of life experiences nurtured and blended together with daydreams, nightmares and flights of both fancy and fantasy. Should you find yourself stapled to these pages, don't believe what you see or believe. She or he in not you. They are shadows of a thought of a memory long forgotten, drawn from out of the dark recesses of a mind set free to roam without restraints. As a grade-schooler, ashen ladies and saintly women taught me a sin-in-thought is no less evil than the sinful action, equally deserving of punishment. Well, Satan, save me a seat; I think I've thunk myself a place in the fires of hell. A scientific fact to remember: as a species, man, like most of the mammals on this earth, was not designed for monogamy, but meant to proliferate as directed by our Mother, Nature, and our Creator in the garden.＜/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！】Forever at Conwenna Cove【電子書籍】[ Darcie Boleyn ]

＜h2＞Will friendship turn to love under the Cornish sun?＜/h2＞ ＜p＞After a devastating betrayal, ＜strong＞Zoe Russell＜/strong＞ found a haven in Conwenna Cove. She is happy with her simple life running the village diner and volunteering at the local greyhound sanctuary.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Surfer ＜strong＞Nate Bryson＜/strong＞ plans to leave Conwenna Cove and see the world, leaving behind his reputation as a ladies man. Before departing, Nate decides to raise funds for the dog rescue home close to his heart.＜/p＞ ＜p＞As Nate gets Zoe involved in his charity event she sees there’s more to him than meets the eye. Nate can’t believe he’s failed to notice the beautiful woman right before him. But can two such different people ever be happy together?＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜strong＞A captivating romance, this is perfect for fans of ＜em＞The Corner Shop in Cockleberry Bay.＜/em＞＜/strong＞＜/p＞ ＜h3＞Praise for ＜em＞Forever at Conwenna Cove＜/em＞＜/h3＞ ＜p＞'I have only just finished reading this book and I am still basking in its lovely, warm, uplifting glow... This is a wonderful book, as warm and sweet as a dairy ice-cream on a Cornish summer day but not at all sickly. Go on, treat yourself to this book, you deserve it.' ＜em＞Little Book Problem＜/em＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞‘This is a gorgeous book to read and I love the stunning cover!’ ＜em＞Donna’s Book Blog＜/em＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞'If you have never read a Darcie Boleyn novel, or one of the books from her 'Conwenna Cove' series, you are seriously missing out' ＜em＞The Writing Garnet＜/em＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞'It's a joy to be back in Conwenna Cove for the summer sunshine… With lots of ups and downs and plenty of laughs this is an uplifting read. A fabulous summer novel!' ＜em＞Good 'n'Read~y＜/em＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞'This novel was stunningly beautiful and so, so well written…' ＜em＞The Cosiest Corner＜/em＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞‘Romance in abundance and a real feel good touch’ ＜em＞Books, Life and Everything＜/em＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞'If you like a lovely romance, set in the most beautiful settings, with amazingly strong and real characters that you can't help but fall in love with then this is definitely a book for you.' ＜em＞Chells and Books＜/em＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞'Forever at Conwenna Cove is a heartwarming romantic story. Darcie Boleyn's stories are a joy to read… Forever at Conwenna Cove is no exception, I couldn't put the story down and loved every single page… Forever at Conwenna Cove is charming, captivating, moving and sweet.' ＜em＞With Love for Books＜/em＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞'I found myself smiling away to myself throughout... Forever at Conwenna Cove is an uplifting and beautiful story! Five stars from me!' ＜em＞Rae Reads＜/em＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞'This is a perfect novel to read with a glass of wine, preferably on a beach over what will (hopefully) be a glorious bank holiday weekend. So go and grab yourself a copy!' ＜em＞Chapter and Cake＜/em＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞'＜em＞Forever at Conwenna Cove＜/em＞ was everything I could have wished for in a storyline and more. I giggled until my sides hurt, I 'awwwwww'ed' so many times and I smiled until my cheeks hurt... It is incredible when a book can make you feel happy, cosy and settled, all within a short space of time and honestly, books like that are incredibly special.' ＜em＞The Writing Garnet＜/em＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞‘My favourite fictional holiday resort!’ Reader review＜/p＞ ＜p＞‘This was a lovely, entertaining, well written, heartwarming story’ 5* Reader review＜/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！】Bloom Where You’Re Planted Choosing to Embrace God’S Will for Your Life【電子書籍】[ Kaitlin Dennis ]

＜p＞Bloom Where Youre Plantedon paper, it may be a simple concept, but in reality, it is one of the most challenging tasks a Christian will ever face, especially during hard times. I discovered this firsthand after being diagnosed with epilepsy as a teenager. I was swept off my mountain and found myself smack-dab in the middle of the valley of shadow and doubt. The truth is, this unexpected change of scenery was exactly what I needed if I was ever going to stop focusing on the plans I created and start focusing on Gods plan instead. The journey through the valley is never easy, but embracing the will God has intended for your life is a good start. I may not be through my valley just yet, but as Ive learned over the span of eight years while dealing with epilepsy, Gods plan is perfect and dependable. Blooming where youre planted is more than simply embracing your current circumstances; it is choosing to root yourself in Christ. Only then can you grow to fulfill the purpose created for you by Almighty God.＜/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！】Hypocrites and Mirrors The Search for Mr. Cassady and a Guy Named Raul【電子書籍】[ Caleb Masaji Yamanaka ]

＜p＞Kyle Lynch believes in true love. The summer of 1997 and everything has turned to shit. School is over and every person Kyle knows is going out into the new world. Like a group of Columbus searching for their own new definition. One in which truth, justice, and love all co-exists amongst that which is modern American society.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Its 221 years of propaganda, 70 years since the lost generation, 35 years since the beats, and everything else in between. One can only figure it out for himself. So Kyle sets out first to find himself and then to find something to live for.＜/p＞ ＜p＞The search for Mr. Cassady and guy named Raul.＜/p＞ ＜p＞An idealist with no actual intellect but a genuine heart Kyle travels from L.A., to home, back to L.A., and then upon a road trip that leads nowhere except into the very depths of his own mind.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Kyle:＜/p＞ ＜p＞When you sit down and take a look back at yourself sometimes the initial image is quite appealing. Filled with ideals, convictions, beliefs, and a knack for excitement. You or in the case of myself you lament the good times past. That hot red head in San Diego that could suck a dick like it had been her pacifier all her life. Its all glitz and glamour. Looking back you feel old and haggard. Tired and unfulfilled so you lunge harder into your new life that cant by any means live up to the life youve already lived. Its always the search. Life has to be lived, and level, by level we search to grow. Following the rutted path makes no sense when only the exploration means anything. So we embark with no map, and no star to guide us through our travails. No understanding of love. No understanding of right. No wrong. Just life. Left or right... no middle?＜/p＞ ＜p＞And so it begins...＜/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！】Psycho Club【電子書籍】[ Dana Beth Stenholtz ]

＜p＞A short article seen in the Kohler Lake Daily on 30 May 1993:＜/p＞ ＜p＞Below is the text version of a pamphlet written by the late Brent Mason, who was a twice-published author and youth pastor at Church of the Open Door in Kohler Lake, Colorado. Mason, 28, was found murdered in his home on the 25th of May, as was his wife, Gloria (Fitzgerald) Mason. Family and friends of the Masons believe that their deaths are the direct result of his having written this pamphlet. Police investigators say no proof exists and have closed the case due to lack of evidence.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Did the Psycho Club murder Brent Mason? Judge for yourself:＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜strong＞BEWARE! THE PSYCHO CLUB IS A REAL AND LOCAL DANGER!＜/strong＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞First of all, I would like the citizens of Kohler Lake to understand that I am not writing this pamphlet to scare you. I am writing this pamphlet to inform you. It is my sincere hope and prayer that you will read these words, take them to heart, and become better-informed citizens of this fine city.＜/p＞ ＜p＞For the past twelve years, a man by the name of Nathan Shipchandler has lived in our city. He came as a young man, 15 years old, new to the community. I, too, was 15. I met Nathan my sophomore year in high school. I befriended him. Little did I know that he already had a wrap sheet a mile long, and that he had no intentions of reforming, despite his many stays in juvenile detention centers and rehabilitation centers in surrounding towns and in nearby Denver. Nathan formed a club that year, and I joined it. I had no idea how seriously he took this club, until it was almost too late. The name of Nathan Shipchandlers club?＜/p＞ ＜p＞The Psycho Club.＜/p＞ ＜p＞It sounds almost silly, doesnt it? Like something a couple of bored teenage kids would create to make themselves sound more tough than they really were, more tough than they felt. It sounds like the kind of club loners might want to join. Outcasts. Kids who werent accepted anywhere else could probably find a safe haven in a club called the Psycho Club. And some did. Including myself.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Nathan, my best friend (who will remain unnamed), and myself were the original three members. We thought we were the greatest, the coolest, the baddest guys around. The problem is, Nathans true character began to show. It wasnt long until he revealed the darker side of his personality. He said one night, over beer and cigarettes, that we should make a rule for initiation. Fine, I thought. Most clubs have a hazing of some sort. Everyone knew that. But Nathans rule was not the normal kind of rule, not in my mind.＜/p＞ ＜p＞In order to be a member of the Psycho Club, you had to kill someone. A human being, in cold blood. And Nathan chose the victim. He was, after all, the leader. And this was his idea.＜/p＞ ＜p＞I balked at it. I watched, sickened, as Nathan and the other few members began making plans. I went to Nathan, and I told him I wanted out. At first, he refused. No one leaves the Club, he said. I promised to never share with anyone the new initiation rule. I swore by my life. Reluctantly, he let me go.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Twelve years of guilt, heavily weighing on my shoulders, has led me to write this pamphlet. I dont know where Nathan Shipchandler is. I dont know for certain that hes still in Kohler Lake, but my instincts tell me that he is. After last weeks bomb threat at the local nursing home, I am convinced that the Psycho Club is thriving in this town. But I cant prove it. I cant show you where the members of the Club are. I havent seen or heard from Nathan Shipchandler in over nine years. I never want to see him again, but I can no longer ignore the fact that he exists, and exists nearby.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Please, I beg you, watch yourselves. Take bomb threats seriously. Lock your doors at night. Remind your children to not talk with strangers. Keep your eyes open. And, most of all, pray for the safety of your family, yourself, this city. Because the Psycho Club＜/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！】Words from an Open Heart Illustrated by Madison Patenaude【電子書籍】[ Jessica Cronk ]

＜p＞Hi, my name is Jessica Cronk. Im 27 years old. I have a disability known as spastic quadriplegic cerebral palsy with stable hydrocephalus. Because of this, Im wheelchair dependent and weaker on the right side of my body, Im easily startled, and my head is a bit bigger than most because of extra fluid around my brain. Despite my disability, and the daily issues that come along with it, Ive always enjoyed writing! I began writing short stories in elementary school. My very first stories were titled Cheetahs, The Magic Unicorn, and The Flying Turtle. I loved Elementary school. The teachers and my friends always encouraged me to keep writing and to make the most of my creative abilities. As time passed, I began exploring other forms of writing, particularly poetry. From middle school on, I was complimented on the creativity expressed in my writing. Not only did I enjoy writing, it was the one avenue that allowed me to truly express myselfwhether I was writing down my thoughts, feelings, or just losing myself in a world of my own creation. In my writing, I learned I had no limitations. At least, thats what I thought at the time! A year after I graduated high school, I enrolled in an English course at Macomb Community College. I did all right, but it was very difficult to face the fact that I didnt fully grasp all areas of writing as well as thought I had after all this time. I struggled with grammer and sentence structure. There were many times I became discouraged because I had such a difficult time with basic writing principles. It was tough, but it was a good learning experience. My professor really worked with me. In fact, he approached me after class and asked if Id consider writing a biography. I was flattered that he thought so highly of my writing. I was also very grateful for the opportunity he was offering me, but that just wasnt something I wanted to do at the time and I respectfully declined. I decided then to take a break from academics. The long days on campus took a toll on me mentally and physically. During this time, I became acquainted with a woman named Linda Oleszko who ran a small animal rescue known as Tiny Paws Rescue. I was curious to know what it was all about so I began inquiring. Near the end of our conversation she said if youd like you could come volunteer for a day? That way, youd be able to check things out yourself. I was hesitant at first, but I took her up on the offer. Not long after, I became a regular among the rest of the volunteers! It was unbelievable!! I had always wanted to work with animals since I was a little child. Now, this childhood dream had become a reality. You see, I was often told that the chronic pain, weakness & spasms caused by my cerebral palsy would prevent me from doing a lot of things that other people are able to do. But Linda didnt see the disability- she only saw a fellow animal lover. After I had been volunteering for a while, I returned to writing by writing detailed descriptions about each animals personality that I fostered. One day, mom asked. Why dont you write poems anymore? I didnt have an answer for her question. At that time, I didnt think about it too much. After all, I had the best of both worlds. Did it really matter if I wrote poetry or not? I would soon discover the answer to this question in midst of a prolonged health struggle. Without warning, I had to quit volunteering at Tiny Paws Rescue. I began experiencing severe weakness, fatigue, chest pain, difficulty breathing, and an awful burning sensation in my arms and legs. Knowing this wasnt normal; my mom took me to the doctor. They performed several tests, but didnt find any evidence of an illness. We visited many other doctors in an attempt to get some answers. Unfortunately, they werent able to find any evidence of an illness, either. After some time, I was finally diagnosed with a bacterial infection called pseudomon＜/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！】It Is Just Before Dawn We're Just Passing Through【電子書籍】[ William Moten ]

＜p＞"There was this fierce knock at the door, my son came running into the house. All I could hear him saying was...they're all dead!!!" He murdered my daughters, my grandsons, my granddaughter, and left one grand son as the lone survivor of this horrible tragedy; then he killed himself. About the Book Finally, the passion t hat pushes to the next level is here. William Moten must write, to not do so is to steal from the world a very needed message. The message is that we are only passing through, we're not here to stay. The trials that we face should never force us to the point of quitting. If we forget that we are on the journey that God has mapped out, we will not understand how we can make it through. This book contains poetry and a story of how a little country boy made it through a very tough life. In his adulthood, just when he thought that he was on the winning side, something terrible happened, there was a mass murder. He states in his book, "Fate dealt me an unclear blow. I was confused and hurt, wanting to do something to bring my loved ones back. I wanted to wake up the next day and find that it was all a dream. Finally I came to grips with reality. My refuge is in knowing that I'm just passing through, going somewhere that must be better than here. Everyday I tell myself to hold on to the steering wheel while on this journey and when the road gets rough and bumpy don't try to exit off, just keep repeating to yourself I'm just passing through." 1 Peter 5:10 But the God of all grace, who hath called us unto his eternal glory by Christ Jesus, after that ye have suffered awhile, make you perfect, establish, strengthen, settle you.＜/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！】God Had Me in His Hands All the Time【電子書籍】[ Willie M. Graham’Hoefer ]

＜p＞GOD HAD ME In His Hands All The Time is a true story of mental, verbal and physical abuse of a child from memory. Some of the names have been changed. Even though I am an adult, I can remember most of it like it was yesterday, while part of my mind seem to put up a shield to block out the abuse. I can feel the pressure on my brain, but it wont release it. Childens minds are very fragile thats why a good and well nurtured environment is so important during their growth. I knew God had to be carrying me like the poem Foot Prints in the Sand, because otherwise I would not have survived. I couldnt see it or understand why it was happening to me. All I ever knew was hurt and pain. The abuse scared me. Through the years I looked for love in the wrong places and in the wrong people. Growing up unloved and unwanted makes you yearn just that much harder, because you never stop looking and taking chances without thinking. Wanting to belong and loved is what food is to the body in order to survive. You always tell yourself this person will love me. Every time I put my heart out on the line it get crushed. I always found myself struggling to survive, even as an adult. I felt beat down with no self esteem. I found TRUE UNCONDITIONAL LOVE for the first time when I accepted JESUS the CHRIST in my life. I was so shocked because I was on the receiving end of love this time. Something I never had before.＜/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！】Crossing My Jordan With the Strength of a Woman, Not the Grief of a Child!【電子書籍】[ P.J. Taylor ]

＜p＞My life begun hard, and it seemed to just become more and more difficult throughout the years. I once lived a life like J.C. Dougard and Elizabeth Smart, but instead of one sexual predator, I had many. They had families to go home to, where I had none, I was forgotten about years, and years ago and pretty much raised myself with only God's guidance since the age of thirteen. I've been exploited, trafficked, raped, held hostage, kidnapped and more! Then God stepped in, when death was almost beating at my door, He stepped in. Sometimes I feel as if my life wasn't planned by me, but by God. Once you read my story I'm sure you'll understand. You see all of my hopes, dreams, and plans for my life became sidetracked long ago, due to many factors, that took away so many of my plans, my dreams for the future. Through it all I've become an amazing woman. Able to stand tall and strong, finding my inspirations along the way, and praising God for all of His Angels, Saints, and Prophets who've come along and saved me, rescued me, carried me, and blessed my life so profoundly with their kind, gentle, caring ways. Do you view human beings as just people, or are you able to experience such a close relationship with God that you can view people as the little Gods they are? Aren't we all supposed to be reflections of Our Lord and Savior? Then why aren't you able to view those people for the Gifts they are? Or are you able to see yourself and others how God sees you? I hope you enjoy the journey of my life, my story, my testimony as much as I enjoyed writing it. My story is a story of tragedy, but yet it is also one full of inspiration, hope, strength, courage, family, and love. But mainly my story is about Life's Lesson's Learned. Enjoy! P.J. Taylor＜/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！】God's Love Inspirational Poems and Life Stories【電子書籍】[ Linda C. Masibay ]

＜p＞One Great Person came down on Earth to show us how to live and love unconditionally. This Great Person is my inspiration in writing poems. Therefore all my poems have tints of spirituality and sense of caring. Poetry serves as inspiration for me. I love to write poems, inspire myself and share with others. I am a native of the Philippines. While doing graduate study at the University of the Philippines, Los Banos, Laguna I had the opportunity to be a part of a team that trained Peace Corp Volunteers assigned in the Philippines in 1961-1962. I left the Philippines in 1967 to live and work as Nutritionist in several Royal Lao Government Hospitals in Laos during the Vietnam war for six years from 1967 to 1973 when I migrated to the U.S. and became a U.S. Citizen in 1979. The Citizenship Council of Metropolitan Chicago honored me as Outstanding New Citizen of 1979-1980 for her deep concern for her fellow citizens and her belief that there is always a place for those willing to care and share. Presented September 17, 1980 observing Citizenship Day and Constitution Week as Proclaimed by the President of the United States. I hold a B.S. Degree in Home Economics. I am a License Dietitian Nutritionist in Illinois, a Certified Dietary Manager and Dietetic Technician Registered. I work as an Associate with Cynthia Chow and Associates, a Dietary Consulting Group based in Chicago, Illinois. Writing poems is one of my hobbies that include photography, taking videos, gardening, cooking and needlecrafts. My personal philosophy: Success is how much of yourself have you given for others in need. My Economic Philosophy: Buy what you need and not what you want, this I copied from my brother Orlando. My Faith Journey: Be Faithful, remain attached to the Vine, and be a fruitful branch.＜/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。