Despite--or perhaps because of--this and other familial forces pushing on them, each has a personality and direction of life distinct from her cousins. Celie is the top saleswoman in an upscale dress shop; Cecily is a playwright; Cecilia is a poet; Celine finds her expression in the seduction of men; and Celeste died as an infant. Ceci, the eldest of the Slaughter grandchildren and daughter of the admired and envied family beauty, Rose, died as a young adult and she serves as narrator of the novel from the afterlife. Through reflection, and with the counsel of Lao Tzu, she gradually attains a greater understanding and acceptance of Earthly human weakness, even as the lives of her living cousins lead inexorably to a violent and tragic conclusion. Set in the Rogers Park neighborhood of Chicago, this unusual page turner utilizes poetry and a sense of theatrical staging to original and haunting effect, rending a family saga with both distance and intimacy.

    They're renowned in Stillwater Springs, Montana--but not always for the right reasons! Watch these three brothers reconnect and rediscover family… Logan Creed: He's finally returned to Stillwater Springs, planning to restore his family's neglected ranch--hoping he'll eventually have a family of his own. His neighbor, divorced mom Briana Grant, has heard all the stories about him, so she's surprised--and thrilled--with Logan's protectiveness and his kindness to her young boys. Especially when her ex reappears on the scene. And when an unknown enemy vandalizes her home… Dylan Creed: He's called "rodeo's bad boy" and he's a man who likes life in the fast lane. But when the daughter he hardly knows is abandoned by her mother, Dylan heads home to the family ranch. Town librarian Kristy Madison is shocked when he turns up for story hour with a toddler in tow. The man who'd left a trail of broken hearts--including hers--is back, and this time Kristy's determined to tame his wild ways! Tyler Creed: A former rodeo star, Tyler can handle anything. Except being in the same place as his estranged brothers. Yet here they are, all three of them, trying to restore the old Creed ranch--and the family. For her part, Lily Kenyon knows all about family estrangements and secrets. The single mom has come home to set things right, and to put down roots for her daughter. The last person she expects to see is Tyler Creed, whom she's loved since childhood… Three Montana brothers, cowboys to the core, and the women who love them. Three western romances! Nobody does it better than Linda Lael Miller.

    Was she a victim or a champion? A pawn in political schemes or the catalyst for rebellion? In this vivid short story, Lucretia's character is explored to reveal a tender portrait of a young girl misused by men who transforms into a woman with a passion for justice. Dying for Rome: Lucretia's Tale opens Short Tales of Ancient Rome, a new Elisabeth Storrs' short story collection investigating the legends and history of Rome from a fresh perspective. Those who have read Storrs' two novels, The Wedding Shroud and The Golden Dice in the Tales of Ancient Rome series can once again delve into the world of early Rome, while those unfamiliar with her work will enjoy discovering her compelling portrayal of the lives of women of the ancient past.The first book in the Tales of Ancient Rome series, The Wedding Shroud, was judged runner-up in the 2012 international Sharp Writ Book Awards for general fiction, and was a finalist in the 2013 Kindle Book Review Best Kindle Book of the Year in literary fiction. The Golden Dice was named as one of the top memorable reads of 2013 by Sarah Johnson, the reviews editor for Historical Novels Review. The third volume, Call to Juno, is currently being written.

    Replete with potent symbolism and terrifying surrealistic imagery, Sadegh Hedayat's masterpice details a young man's despair after losing a mysterious lover. And as the author gradually drifts into frenzy and madness, the reader becomes caught in the sandstorm of Hedayat's bleak vision of the human condition. The Blind Owl, which has been translated into many foreign languages, has often been compared to the writing of Edgar Allan Poe.

    Her debut work of fiction, what purpose did i serve in your life, examines the nature of sex and the possibility of real connection in the face of degradation and blankness. Its interlocking stories follow a chronological arc from innocence to sexual experience, taking in the humiliations of one night stands with male strangers, the perils of sex work, and the caustic reception that greets a woman working and writing in public. It is a brave and pitiless examination of yearning in an era of hyper-exposure and a riveting account of the moments of transcendence seized from an otherwise blank world."Marie Calloway has a very specific literary personality that the reader is intrigued by: she's masochistic, loves to experiment, is quickly bored and intermittently self-hating, very hip, rebellious. Figuring her out is a gripping adventure." -Edmund WhiteI have never read a book like this before. It’s painful, shocking, and compellingly written, composed with great sensitivity to which details should be revealed and which must stay concealed. Its genre-muddle and formal complexity make for a completely unforgettable, profoundly contemporary, and plainly great work of courage and art. Here’s a terrifying proposal: could this be The Great American Novel for the twilight of �'Great' America?" - Sheila Heti (author of "How Should a Person Be?")"'�This society hates feelings,' Kathy Acker said about a million times. A chain of regulation controls us by making us fear that we will be expelled from the human club for being the wrong kind of person. Marie Calloway breaks that chain of regulation by displaying her body like a beggar displays her wounds, by asserting awkwardness and shame (for the body, for ambition). Her book should be called, Portrait of the Artist as a Young Woman Who Can’t Be Controlled. Or is she the fiction, Holden Caulfield, Lolita, or Mme. Merteuil? How does a questing intelligence live inside the commodity?—searching for identity or personal branding? And if she is an attention whore, am I the attention john? Yes--but Calloway wonders as strongly as I do about what she might be, and she invites misunderstanding into her work. One thing is certain, though—She can really write about sex!" - Robert Glück"what purpose did i serve in your life is moving, unprecedented, threatening, and surreal—the exciting, rare work of someone with nothing to lose. It's intuitive and overpowering, concise and extreme. And, like a plant or a comet, it doesn't pause to explain what it's doing, defend or rationalize its existence, or attempt to obscure or distort its intentions. If you're attentive toward it—and earnest and open-minded and non-malicious in your attention—you will likely question and examine what you yourself are doing and why, and how to change." — Tao Lin"'Adrien Brody' is riveting, fresh, and written with a distinctive new voice." — Stephen Elliott"That's the most incredible thing I've ever seen.""What is?" I asked, though I knew."Your face right now."I was vaguely aware my eyes were open very wide.Marie Calloway's fiction debut, what purpose did i serve in your life, is both a portrait of American youth and a gamble, a chance taken, in answer to the following: for a young woman, is there such a thing as the soul, a life more than the organs, or is she forever recalled to her body? Marie does not answer this question but instead acts it out through a series of intertwined stories. The result is a fusillade of brutally self-aware and insightful pieces that take on the meaning of sex, art, and, most of all, survival in the age of Internet-based sex work and love that can flame and turn to ash in the space of a tweet.Marie Calloway (b. 1990) is interested in sexuality and gender. She rose to prominence in 2011 with her controversial story, "Adrien Brody," which was published by Muumuu House.

    Magazine editors, models, pop stars, and all the rest visited "vitamin doctors" to get the shots that would allow them to stay up all night and then work all day--in offices decorated with beanbag chairs and Calderesque mobiles. In this world, January Wayne goes from poor-little-rich-girl to grown-up swinger, as she searches New York and Los Angeles for a guy just like Mike Wayne, the glamorous movie producer, who also just happens to be her father.

    She knows this is a ruse just to get her out of his way, but she takes it anyway. When her best friend backs out of the trip at the last minute Norah decides to take the trip alone. What's the worst that could happen?Liam Hastings has been in the dark part of the BDSM world for 8 years. He has become bored with his usual submissive’s and decides to go deeper by purchasing a slave. When he discovers the girl he has purchased was kidnapped and not a willing slave, his world is turned upside down while trying to make this situation right. Should he give her freedom or keep her for himself?

    But we don’t know the half of it.Yet.MY ship was raided. And now I’m owned by a monster.He saw me. Felt me. And claimed me.I became a pet.His property.I never broke under the lash.The pain only made me stronger.I’m determined that I will win.He will yield to the desire I bring out.His will is my command.His words are my truth.Some may think that he broke me.Other’s will think I’ve tamed him.You know what?I don’t care.All I know is this.I’ve won the love of this monstrous alien warlord.He makes me feel like someone treasured.Rather than something used.This giant brutish beast…Who has stolen a little piece of my soul.Has merged it with his own.Monster explores a much darker and grittier side of the Athenaverse. It can be read as a standalone, but it still shares the same universe that you’ve found in other books. Themes in this book should be approached with caution.

    . . elegantly erotic, with masses of that indefinable quality, style . . . this has the real stuff of immortality."—B. A. Young, Punch"A pleasure. Vizinczey writes of women beautifully, with sympathy, tact and delight, and he writes about sex with more lucidity and grace than most writers ever acquire."—Larry McMurtry, Houston Post"Like James Joyce, who was as far from being a writer of erotica as Dostoevsky, Vizinczey has a refreshing message to deliver: Life is not about sex, sex is about life."—John Podhoretz, Washington Times"The gracefully written story of a young man growing up among older women . . . although some passages may well arouse the reader, this novel brims with what the courts have termed "redeeming literary merit."—Clarence Petersen, Chicago Tribune "A funny novel about sex, or rather (which is rarer) a novel which is funny as well as touching about sex . . . elegant, exact and melodious—has style, presence and individuality."—Isabel Quigly, Sunday Telegraph"The delicious adventures of a young Casanova who appreciates maturity while acquiring it himself. In turn naive, sophisticated, arrogant, disarming, the narrator woos his women and his tale wins the reader."—Polly Devlin, Vogue

    But everyone called her Daisy. She was a blonde beauty living in a world of aristocrats and countless wealthy. Her father was a prince, a Russian nobleman. Her mother was an American movie goddess. Men desired her. Women envied her. Daisy's life was a fairy tale filled with parties and balls, priceless jewels, money and love. Then, suddenly, the fairy tale ended. And Princess Daisy had to start again, with nothing--except the secret she guarded from the day she was born.

    Her life appears to be a seamless tissue of boredom, but Erika, a quiet thirty-eight-year-old, secretly visits Turkish peep shows at night to watch live sex shows and sadomasochistic films. Meanwhile, a handsome, self-absorbed, seventeen-year-old student has become enamored with Erika and sets out to seduce her. She resists him at first, but then the dark passions roiling under the piano teacher's subdued exterior explode in a release of sexual perversity, suppressed violence, and human degradation.Celebrated throughout Europe for the intensity and frankness of her writings and awarded the Heinrich Böll Prize for her outstanding contribution to German letters, Elfriede Jelinek is one of the most original and controversial writers in the world today. The Piano Teacher was made into a film, released in the United States in 2001, was awarded the Grand Jury Prize at Cannes.

    Edited by the award-winning, best-selling author Richard Russo, this year’s collection boasts a satisfying “chorus of twenty stories that are by turns playful, ironic, somber, and meditative” (Wall Street Journal). With the masterful Russo picking the best of the best, America’s oldest and best-selling story anthology is sure to be of “enduring quality” (Chicago Tribune) this year.

    SPICE THINGS UP WITH OVER 75 HOT POSITIONS!Increase the pleasure of classic positionsMissionary • Doggy • Cowgirl • The Chair • Kneeling • Spoons • ScissorsExperience high-flying sensations with acrobatic positionsWheelbarrow • Somersault • Headstand • Flower in Bloom • KittenExperiment with new sexual horizonsFetish Wear • Cuffed and Blindfolded • Dressing Up • Forbidden Fruit • Role Play • Saints and Sinners • Pleasure and PainDiscover new positions for out-of-this-world orgasmsLover’s Knot • Ticket to Ride • Sweet Spot • Head-to-Toe • Rocking Chair • Rear Window • Over the EdgeHave illicit fun outside the bedroomLounge Lizard • Lap Dance • In the Kitchen • On the Stairs • Where’s the Soap?

    At the Club, the super wealthy explore their deepest darkest fantasies and desires. Some of them are too horrific to imagine. Crystal is a blogger who investigates Texas Urban Legends. No one believes the Club actually exists. She sets out to expose the Club and their atrocities to the world. In her search, she finds the truth is much worse than she could have ever imagined.

     My name’s Jack. I’m a relatively average guy working as an IT consultant. I had some interesting experiences as a soldier before I took up my current profession, but basically, I'm an average normal guy since then. It was pure dumb luck that I met a gorgeous woman on an airplane, and we hit it off. I’m usually seated next to the fat, talkative guy, sweating alcohol out of his pores. Instead, I got to sit next to an exotic beauty, and she decided to be my companion for the day. You can’t make this stuff up! It all started with that ‘truth stranger than fiction’ scenario, and yet...that is the least crazy thing about everything that followed in my life after that day. Beings of myth and legend exist. No, really! If you ever read about fantastic beings in a fairy tale or myth, the odds are they exist - or they are based on something equally fantastic. I always enjoyed reading about them, but never dreamed they existed. What really twisted my noodle is that apparently, I am one. Hold onto your knickers, while I tell you about this crazy ride I’m on. WARNING: This story is an adult fantasy for mature folks. As such, this story includes unusual interpretations of myth and legends, faerie violence, descriptions of genitalia, descriptions of sexual activities, mixing of US, UK, and Indian idioms, panamorous relationships, harem relationships, romance, bromance, BFFs, cursing, bathroom selfies, off-beat humor, eating food while naked or partially naked, drinking, going to the bathroom, the insurance industry, the IT consulting industry, and many other things that might possibly offend someone in our judgemental society. If you are offended by any of those things, then go forth to enjoy life elsewhere. I wish you the best. If you’re not dissuaded, then...