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In the blink of an eye, my whole world has collapsed around me. Headed towards my dream vacation, I was snatched right out of the air. My husband, the love of my life, was destroyed right in front of my eyes. He fought bravely trying to protect me from a horror neither one of us could have ever imagined. I find myself standing in the spotlight on a stage.

My harsh, brutal features have deterred all females, no matter the species. Then I find her, my Kismet, the only one made just for me. But the fates are cruel, especially to a male like me. I am being forced to destroy the fragile bond that has formed between us, as I have to make the hardest decision of my life. One that will make me lose her either way. Upon her final breath, I vow not even Death will keep what's mine.

Confident Parents, Confident Kids lays out an approach for helping parents - and the kids they love - hone their emotional intelligence so they can make wise choices, connect, and communicate well with others (even when patience wears thin), and become socially competent, confident human beings.

I awaken to the touch of cold metal hands and talking holograms. Paralyzed and dependent on the Others. They tell me a story . . . at first; I refuse to believe. A story of no return and extreme loss, but one of the voices is different. He projects anger and distrust . . . but his hands . . . even though cold and hard, are always gentle. I have come to crave the sound of his growls because I know within moments, he will hold me in his arms. When my sight returns. I was not prepared to see what he really was, but when he collapsed in front of me, his body failing.

She is like a wild animal, cornered and frightened, unwilling to accept any sort of kindness. A fiery soul trapped inside a mind littered with insecurities and heartache. I ache for a kind word or a gentle touch as my body reacts to her slightest touches. How do I convince her to put aside the pain she has endured and take a chance on the unknown, on me? The fates put her in my path for a reason, and I will find a way to tame the fire that consumes her.

The question is, do I allow this dark moment in time to rob me of the life I could possibly have here? I have never known such horror or fear. If I hadn't experienced it myself, I would have never believed any other living thing could possibly do this to another. The scars may be gone on the outside now, but they will remain forever in my soul. They tell me I can never go back, all that I have ever known is gone. Where does this leave me in the world of monsters? He beckons me, promising me . . . the fairytale . . . the impossible dream. Everything I have ever wanted to hear!

How do you go on when all of your wants and dreams have been destroyed? My loved ones were snatched right out of my hands, leaving me alone in a world of unknowns and terror. I'm lost in the in-between with no familiar paths to follow until the sound of a heartbeat and a whisper draws me back to the land of the living.

They stole my dreams, my hopes, my very identity, and I had no idea. Years went by and I did everything I was told, I was always the perfect specimen, and the perfect lab rat. I was dissected, even maimed all in the name of science. Then one day a strange smoky voice entered my head, and I knew things were not as they seemed. He promises me that he will never leave me, but my new memories tell me differently.

After the return of ANDI, the information now available about the human race is astounding. What happens when three AI's, decide to bring a little piece of home to the humans they have all come to love? A Celebration of epic proportions. Be prepared to shed some tears, as new, and old memories tug at the heartstrings.

Some people get tattoos - pieces of art that enhance or reveal something about them that they like. Other people, like me, are branded by something - actions or words. "No one will ever love you, Rowan, you're not worthy." Those are the words that created my blemish, my scar, my mark upon my soul. They were words whispered by the woman who should have loved me most.

Exploring the Pockets of Movies and Life

Exploring the Pockets of Movies and Life

Exploring the Pockets of Movies and Life

Exploring the Pockets of Movies and Life

Exploring the Pockets of Movies and Life

Exploring the Pockets of Movies and Life

Exploring the Pockets of Movies and Life

Exploring the Pockets of Movies and Life

Exploring the Pockets of Movies and Life

Exploring the Pockets of Movies and Life