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Incubus Nicodemos Azertiran is one lucky demon. He has a best friend. A tiny but livable apartment. And a job at the infamous Marden’s Magic Emporium, a magic shop that only appears in the same place once, and only when a creature is in dire need. Nico knows all about dire need. He’s been booted from his legion because his magic runs to happily-ever-afters instead of one-night stands. Not good for lust demon business. Now at Marden’s, Nico is learning to go it on his own.

Meghan Roberts takes you by the hand (gently, we promise—no yanking!) and walks you through manageable, real-world strategies for managing anxiety and finding emotional balance, even when it feels like your world’s stuck on fast-forward. She combines heartwarming personal anecdotes, amusing real-life examples, and thought-provoking insights that help you realize that calmness is not some mythical state but something you can actually achieve (seriously, no chanting or incense required).

In this first-of-its-kind guide, “Consider Yourself as Eve” seeks to illuminate these doctrines by considering how we may live the temple’s template of spiritual development, especially as women. Along the way, we discuss many other questions, including: What specifically is the temple designed to teach us? What do the symbolic signs, laws, and tokens presented in the temple endowment ceremony represent in our everyday lives? How do we receive transformative grace through the atonement of Jesus Christ?

It’s Giselle Aubry’s first time at court in Versailles. At 16, she is one of Marie Antoinette’s newest wardrobe ladies in awe of the glamorous queen and her opulent palace life. A budding designer, it’s a dream come true to work with the beautiful fabrics and jewels. Every few weeks she returns home to visit her family in Paris where rumors of revolution are growing.

Scottie Price findet sich in ihrem neuen Job als einzige Frau umgeben von glücklich verheirateten Männern wieder, während sie sich von einer schlimmen Trennung erholt. Um trotzdem mitreden zu können, erfindet sie kurzerhand einen Ehemann. Scottie muss Gesicht wahren und in nur einem Tag einen Ehemann finden. Ihr bester Freund schickt seinen jüngeren, attraktiveren und unverschämteren Bruder Wilder, um Scotties Partner zu spielen. Aber keiner von beiden ahnt, was nach dem Gespräch auf sie wartet: eine Woche Ehe-Camp.

I never got involved in the dirt and the details of an investigation. I never let my preconceptions muddy a reconstruction. And I steadfastly refrained from ever allowing my past to dictate my future. At least until the one person I couldn’t lose went missing. Because then I’d relive every dark moment of my childhood, confront every heartbreak, and even sell my soul if that was what it took to get her back. Because I couldn’t accept a future - not even a promised one of immortality and unbridled power - that didn’t include one of the only two people I’d ever truly loved.

I preferred it when life came in tidy packages. When it didn’t — when something went awry — I was exceedingly skilled at packaging it back up. It was my job to do so after all. I was a reconstructionist. I collected the puzzle pieces, then I gave those pieces to an investigative team to sort out. I didn't ask questions. I didn't offer answers. I saw. I recorded. I moved on. I didn't dwell or obsess. I didn’t hunt down suspects. I didn’t follow clues to find a killer. And I certainly didn’t work side by side with anyone.

For 12 years, I had managed to separate my personal life from my professional life, becoming one of the best reconstructionists in the world - and proving to myself that I could do so on my own merits. Then I’d been forced into contact with my family, reuniting with someone I thought I’d lost forever, and rescuing my best friend. Now I had to savor what little time I had left before the contract with the Conclave came due and my future was wrenched from my control. Except there was one last case to solve. One last set of puzzle pieces to collect, then assemble again.

This isn’t a story about a love triangle. There is no triangle involved. This isn’t a story about an accidental pregnancy. Although having a baby with her... I would. This isn’t a story about lies and deception, even though at times I’ve lied to myself. No, this is my story. A story about sacrifice. A story about a man who fell in love with the wrong girl. A story I wish I never had to tell. This is a story about the true meaning of the do

A young woman flying to her new home city is met by both her boyfriends - and they couldn't be more pleased. A happily married couple discover that sometimes a touch of fantasy can make you even happier. A student convinces her former teacher and her best friend to give her a birthday present that none of them will ever forget. Breathtakingly funny, heartrendingly human, and always as hot as Louisiana hot sauce, K. D. West's stories explore the whole gamut of human love and sexuality.

Sie dürfen sich nicht lieben, denn sie kommen aus zwei Welten, die nie aufeinandertreffen sollten. Gabriel Legend und Scarlett Priest stammen aus zwei völlig verschiedenen Welten. Als Erbin einer der angesehensten Familien von New York wurde ihr alles in den Schoß gelegt, wofür er sein Leben lang kämpfen musste. Sie wissen, dass jede Berührung und jeder Kuss in Gefahr bringt, was sie sich aufgebaut haben. Sie spüren, dass sie alles verlieren können - aber auch, dass es jede Sekunde, die sie zusammen sein können, wert sein wird.

I’d been compromised, then turned against those I loved. But no one controlled me. No one took anything I didn’t willingly offer. Not for long, anyway. If the elves wanted a war, I’d bring it. The instruments of assassination would come out to play. The dragon slayer would wreak bloody, sticky vengeance. And then I was getting freaking married—no elves invited. Even a baker of cupcakes and a maker of trinkets occasionally had to set aside the chocolate, the spice, and everything nice to save her friends. And her city.

Can coming home bring redemption? Or at least a measure of peace? Recently released from prison, Blake Alvares returns to the only place she ever felt safe, the now derelict Maine town in which she harbored as a teen. Determined to conceal her secrets and losses, she soon finds herself dragged...

Four lifelong best friends meet weekly to discuss their lives. Their different situations, experiences, and beliefs don't stop them from having hard conversations while still showing love and support to each other. Journey along with Meghan, April, Crystal, and Kyley (MACK) as they navigate day-to-day life, health and mental health challenges, careers, relationships, the Presidential election, and more. With no prior media experience or even microphones (at first) the MACK Bestiez take to the web to share their lives with other women.

MG Martin lives and breathes geek culture. She works as a writer for the comic book company she idolized as a kid. But despite her love of hooded vigilantes, MG prefers her comics stay on the page. But when someone in LA starts recreating crime scenes from her favorite comic book, MG is the LAPD’s best - and only - lead. She recognizes the golden arrow left at the scene as the calling card of her favorite comic book hero. The thing is…superheroes aren’t real. Are they? When Detective Kildaire asks for her comic book expertise, MG is more than up for the adventure.

Here be an oracle. Despair all ye who seek her. Magic will have its cake and eat it, too. Okay, well. So I was mixing metaphors. I was new to the gig. But as far as I could tell, there were three kinds of people. Those who wanted confirmation that they’d chosen the correct path. Those who wanted to deny there was any sort of destiny at all. And those who wanted to tear it all down. So why was it always the third type that showed up at the door to my 1975 Brave Winnebago, dragging me into their power struggles and using my past against me?

In the summer of 2011, McCain and Black embarked on a balls-out, cross-country tour. Along the way, they spoke to politicians, gun lovers, abortion-rights advocates and opponents, gay parents, flag burners, Muslims, poker players, Tea Partiers, Minutemen, veterans, teen moms, bikers, fast food...

Rhys Gravenor, Great War veteran and Welsh sheep farmer, arrives in Paris in the midst of the city's liberation with a worn letter in his pocket that may have arrived years too late. As he follows the footsteps of his missing son across an unfamiliar, war-torn country, he struggles to come to terms with the incident that drove a wedge between the two of them.

The plan was to hop a train to Oslo, hang out at a coffee shop, and connect my personal archive, Infinity, to the Internet. Yes, completely disregarding the well-established fact that magic and technology didn’t mix. At all.

Newly married to Niccolo, a wealthy envoy to the French emperor, skilled herbalist Livia Valenti feels lost and alone. Her husband is a distant stranger, and their echoing Paris mansion is too far from her fragrant garden in Italy. But then Niccolo fills the shelves with her favourite books and prepares an apothecary room full of rows of shining glass jars. And a beautiful romance begins to blossom. With masked balls, luxurious dinner parties and a new life growing inside her, Livia believes her dreams of love and happiness may finally come true.