They’re wrong.Commander Noa Sato plans a peaceful leave on her home planet Luddeccea ... but winds up interrogated and imprisoned for her involvement in the Archangel Project. A project she knows nothing about.Professor James Sinclair wakes in the snow, not remembering the past twenty four hours, or knowing why he is being pursued. The only thing he knows is that he has to find Commander Sato, a woman he’s never met.A military officer from the colonies and a civilian from Old Earth, they couldn’t have less in common. But they have to work together to save the lives of millions—and their own.Every step of the way they are haunted by the final words of a secret transmission:The archangel is down.

    

    

    And before I could say "boo!" she'd mouse-napped me! Now I was stuck in the gloomiest, eeriest castle I'd ever seen. Even worse, I was surrounded by Creepella's creepy family! Oh, would I ever escape back to my safe, cozy mouse hole in New Mouse City?

     Emily Atack was flung to fame at just 17, as Charlotte 'Big Jugs' Hinchcliffe in The Inbetweeners. Nearly ten years later, she won over the nation on I'm a Celebrity . . . Get Me out of Here! thanks to her hilarious impersonations and epic bravery during trials. While she was in the jungle, the country watched her go on a journey of self-acceptance and come out on top. Now Emily reveals the hilarious highs and the heartbreakinglows that rocked the years between. With astonishing courage and her trademark humour, she shares stories about her family, relationships, work life and love.Are We There Yet? is a warm, honest and funny book for anyone who has ever felt the need to break the mould to find out who they really are.

    Follow Mira's story as she faces life as a single mother, wrestles with the constant call of the ocean to her mermaid nature, and joins an all-male salvage team who is less than thrilled to have her. When my mother died, I ran to the ocean like a coward. Its cradle of salt puckered my memories and withered my sorrow like a grape drying in the sun. I had cheated grief and was foolish enough to think I had gotten away with it.When Nathan died, I couldn’t run away. No matter how much I flinched, bending toward the Atlantic the way ivy strains for rays of light, I could not leave. Grief was back to take what belonged to it for the time it was allotted. I had everything I wanted a few short years ago. My mate. My daughter. A home, a family. It made my head spin to think how much could change so suddenly. I mused, wondering later if I was the only mermaid to ever walk fully through the five stages of grief. But I had my daughter.Targa had yet to turn, the color and shape of her fins were yet to be revealed, but she would. I had been so sure of it then. Siren genes are passed from mother to daughter, without fail. Young legs melded into a shimmering virgin tail in response to a salty sea. But Targa didn’t turn in response to ocean water, not the first time, not any time after that. Something was wrong. I shoved my fear down deep into some dark corner where Targa would not see it and said with a smile that we’d just have to keep trying. I had turned at the age of three, but if there could be late-bloomers in the human race, why not ours too?Her fifth birthday came and went, still she hadn’t turned. Concern sent its barbs into me like a thistle, then it rooted and grew.Targa and I had weekly late night secret swims in the Atlantic, which had once been fun but were now polluted with expectation and suspense. Coaching sessions (my idea), where I attempted human psychology exercises I’d found in outdated textbooks at the library; guided visualization, breathing techniques, and even a failed go at hypnosis. The memory of her skinny little frame sitting in a bathtub containing more salt than water (Targa’s idea) is still enough to fill my eyes with moisture.I don’t know exactly when she lost hope, but she hid it expertly, patiently participating however I asked.I ignored the creeping thoughts that whispered in my mind; she didn’t even like water, didn’t really want to go for swim, couldn’t hear the ocean calling her. I would shove the thoughts away violently, excusing them as nothing but my own anxiety. It was ridiculous. A daughter of a mermaid who disliked the ocean. Impossible. When I muzzled those fears, I became aware of others of a different kind. Not my own, but hers, for me.She could see the want in my eyes. Whatever mechanism bees and dogs used to smell fear, Targa had it for despair. She could sense it on me, reeking like cheap perfume. Her eyes dipped in desperation, her obvious desire not to disappoint me sliced through me like a white-hot blade from heart to gut. She thought she was my tormentor. The realization struck like a hammer and gave me the strength to do what was needed: Let it go.The ocean could call. I’d let the smell of it crucify me, the sound of its waves crash against me, echo through me, call me, beg me.Targa’s need and my love for her was greater. If she never turned and I was locked in a land-cycle for the rest of our lives, so be it.So be it.

    Three years ago, Merci realized she’d been a part of something much bigger than she ever could have imagined. Sure, every family has their secrets, hidden truths and ties but Merci had no idea she’d been born into the family that lies ... without caring who it hurts! Now, years later, Merci finds herself in the midst of grief, a new baby and marriage while still learning how to pick up the broken pieces of her life. All while Melvin is still raising hell! In this special edition of The Family that Lies, there will be questions answered and new drama but I have to warn you ... there will also be tragedy, hurt and of course LIES!

    It was never seen again. Now, an expedition plans to unearth the treasure and smuggle it out of Italy. But their reckless mission is being followed - by enemies who are as powerful and ruthless as they are deadly…THE VIVERO LETTERJeremy Wheale's well-ordered life is blasted apart when his brother is murdered. The killer was after a family heirloom - an antique gold tray - which sets Wheale on a trail from Devon to the tropical rainforest of Yucatan. There he joins the hunt for a lost Mayan city. But in the dense cover of the jungle a band of vicious convict mercenaries are waiting to strike…Includes a unique bonus - Desmond Bagley's rare introduction to these books.

    People spend their entire lives staving off the dark—but no matter the measures taken, black paths and shadowy pits lurk in the unlikeliest of places, waiting to pull the unwary into the depths of despair.These eleven tales offer a morbid sampling of the many forms and fashions of terror—from the subtle prickling of neck hairs at the kiss of a ghostly breeze to the raw-throated screams and feverish clawing of a desperate fight for survival.Witness eleven people torn from their ordinary lives and cast into twisted realities that test their sanity, faith, and very will to live…A pilot must land a crippled aircraft on an impossible runway…A doctor feels far too much sympathy for his deformed patients…A schoolgirl’s secret contract could cost her mother’s soul…A woman whose pack-rat obsessions hide the obscene…For these and seven others, the darkness comes from within and without, subtle, deadly…and relentless.

    I expected a quiet arrangement through royal channels, instead I got a palace full of women vying for my hand. And how do they “win” this barbaric game set up by my crafty mother? By figuring out how to save the kingdom’s faltering economy through a series of challenges. This undignified circus is beneath a man of my stature! Proof being that a saucy, ill-mannered woman wearing body-hugging clothes is in the lead. I could never love someone like that, let alone marry her. Anna The plan sounded simple. I pose as my friend, pick up her inheritance, and return with the cash to keep her out of jail. (Apparently, being a princess in hiding is no excuse for identity theft.) So, yeah, I’m not exactly royal. I’m an orphan, a self-made woman, and proud of it. Suddenly I’m in a battle royale with a bunch of crazy competitive women for “riches beyond our dreams.” I’m in a time crunch, which means I need to win this competition fast. Only, that means winning over the judge; the smoldering hot grim-faced Gabriel. And now I find myself wanting to compete for more than just the money. But could a royal prince ever fall for a commoner like me? The Rourkes Series Royal Catch (Book 1) Royal Hottie (Book 2) Royal Darling (Book 3) Royal Charmer (Book 4) Royal Player (Book 5) Royal Shark (Book 6)

    INCLUDES A FOUR CHAPTER SAMPLE OF CYNTHIA'S OTHER PORTLAND-BASED ROMANCE NOVEL, DAMAGED GOODS. ALYSSAA call on a Friday evening. My handsome boss, Julian Marcus, wants me in the office. Something like this has never happened before. I should see it for what it is. Mr. Marcus wants to seduce me. Me. Alyssa. A twenty-one-year-old woman who has never been touched before. But he doesn't know that. Nor do I know how to handle a standoffish man like him - in the office, or in the bedroom. JULIAN Alyssa was supposed to be a nameless girl in a city full of nobodies. But I'm the boss. What I want, I get. And if I want her to be my girlfriend, the sweet, untouched woman I mold into my perfect lover? I get that. If I order her to give me every part of her, she will. I dare her to disobey. I don't think she will.

    She's young. She's beautiful. And her corpse, laid out in the office of Boston medical examiner Kat Novak, betrays no secrets - except for a notebook clutched in one stiff hand, seven numbers scrawled inside. The next body is a warning. When a second victim is discovered, Kat begins to fear that a serial killer is stalking the city streets: a shadowy madman without mercy or apparent motive. The police are skeptical. The mayor won't listen. And Kat's chief suspect is one of the city's most prominent citizens. The final body . . . might be hers. With the death toll rising, Kat races to expose a deadly conspiracy and the brutal killer at its heart - a killer who will stalk her from the dangerous streets of the inner city to the corridors of power. Because he's closer than she ever dreamt. And every move she makes could be her very last.

    Caitlin Bridges is a young woman looking for love. She has never understood why her parents hate her so much but when she discovers that her life is connected to Glyn's in an unexpected way nothing can prepare her for the shocking revelations that follow.

    He wants someone who will agree to follow his Catholic faith and give him an heir. She is willing to set aside her own beliefs for what he offers, but she has no idea how hard it will be to support her Catholic husband when Mary becomes Queen and her family are persecuted. The Flawed Mistress Lady Rachel Stewart is Richard’s mistress, a woman who turns heads with her beauty. But following horrific childhood abuse, her beauty has always been a burden and her poverty leaves her at the mercy of unscrupulous men. Richard is different; he befriends her, gives her a life of comfort. This is the real story of Rachel and her role in the lives of Richard and Bethany.The Viscount's Birthright When Robert's estranged father dies, he looks forward to inheriting his estate and marrying Camilla. His plans are thwarted when he learns that his father has willed his estate to him only if he marries his ward, Antonia. Neither one of them wants to be homeless and penniless, and they decide to work through their differences, but their blossoming love is ruined when Antonia becomes ill and suspects Robert of poisoning her, so as to have his wealth as well as Camilla.Betrayal Adrian Kennington is content to marry Frances, who has been raised with him to one day be his bride. His plans are shattered when his brother confesses that he and Frances are in love and wish to marry. Adrian helps them to elope to the Americas and sets out to find experience on the streets of London, where he meets Marianne. She is the daughter of a tavern keeper who is selling her virginity to the highest bidder. It is Adrian who sees her first and takes her away. He rents rooms where she can live as his mistress but he is an earl and cannot marry Marianne, a fact he neglects to mention. A match is arranged with Elizabeth, who comes with her own past. Her former betrothed, Elliot Sinclair, betrayed his entire Protestant family to the Catholic authorities and they are all arrested and executed. She is always afraid that, while Mary reigns, another such event will mar her life. When the Queen commands Adrian to help hunt down Protestants, he has little choice if he does not want to put himself and his family in danger.The Heretics Julia is Bethany's elder sister, a maiden married for a minor title in return for her generous dowry. But Sir Geoffrey Winterton's preference is not for women and, in her unhappiness, Julia turns to Richard for comfort. Before she can tell him their afternoon of passion has born fruit, he proposes marriage to her sister and Julia must escape. She meets Charles Carlisle, a farmer, with whom she falls in love and together they help hundreds of Protestants to escape to France. They are happy together, despite the reduction in lifestyle, until the night Julia is discovered and arrested for heresy and treason.Consequences Mary is dead and the Protestant population of England look forward to the reign of Elizabeth. Richard must decide if he still has a future with the wife who betrayed him but who he still loves. They vow to put the past behind them and start again, but it is harder than it seems when that past rears up to hurt those children. The Final Confession of Lord Richard Summerville The confession he wrote just before his death.

     I taught others the four thought changes I made before praying and they began to heal others too. It shouldn't take you so many days to start healing people or receiving healing. People get healed by me every other day. through physical meetings, on the phone and sometimes by my handkerchief. With so many documented healing testimonies, I believe it is your time to walk in that realm too. I share quickly how you can heal the sick in less than 5 minutes. These thought changes and way of prayer should not be secrets. Our dying world needs healing and this is a tool you can use to heal cancers, ulcers, athritis and any other disease. With even no training in healing, you will get adequate training in less than an hour to heal your first person.