What are Glitters? Well obviously they glitter and they cause havoc and chaos among the humans. Why have you never heard of Glitters...well that's because only vampires can see them. And let's face it, you can't fight something that you are unaware of! But you've probably seen the results of Glitters on humans, they like to make humans do silly and naughty things. Why does a baby eat its own poop? Yes, Glitters! Why do teenagers dye their hair several colours when they know it is banned at school? Hmmm...Glitters again. Nina and her handsome (but naive brother) Frank meet up with some cool kids at their new school. Nina is particularly interested in a great-looking boy called Jimmy. Not only is he very handsome, but he also has a great personality and Nina and Jimmy immediately fall for each other. But that is where the moms get in the way. You see, Jimmy's family come from a long line of vampire hunters! Read this great adventure story to find out if the two teens can overcome their inherited differences and if the Glitters can be found and destroyed. If you liked Super Girl and Girl Power, you'll love this book. Perfect for boys and girls aged 9-12.

    And then, very suddenly and without warning, there were three. Even though the fourth person hadn't made any noise at all in several months, the room got very quiet when she was gone. For a long time after that, we sat in silence, in the dark, each of us wondering what this meant for her and for us, and which of us would be the next in the box.NEVER GET IN THE CARFor years, best friends Sarah and Jennifer kept what they called the 'Never List': a list of actions to be avoided, for safety's sake, at all costs. But one night, they failed to follow their own rules.NEVER GO OUT ALONE AFTER DARKSarah has spent ten years trying to forget her ordeal. But now the FBI has news that forces her to confront her worst fears.NEVER TAKE RISKSIf she is to uncover the truth about what really happened to Jennifer, Sarah needs to work with the other women who shared her nightmare. But they won't be happy to hear from her. Because down there in the dark, Sarah wasn't just a victim.NEVER TRUST ANYONE

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    Tragedy in her last semester at the prestigious Indian Institute of Technology (IIT). Devastated when authorities hush things up, Neha decides to dig out the truth.Few believe her. Only one can help - the lone, depressed outcast, Alok. Problem is, he’s a liability. Having attempted suicide thrice before, will he himself fall prey to the Red Shark game?The suicide challenge spreads like fire at hundreds of colleges. Neha doesn't have much time. Determined to proceed, she must do it alone. She contacts an admin of the sinister suicide game.Will she find answers?What will it cost her?Her quest could destroy everything she’s worked for her entire life.But she must do this for Fatima. Even if it means following her footsteps into the deadly game.Neha must go in far enough to learn the truth, but will she return before meeting the same tragic fate?About the AuthorJay Puranik is the bestselling author of the Letters of a Bloodline series, with readers from over 15 countries including India, USA, UK, Japan, Australia, Netherlands, Germany, UAE, Brazil, and Singapore. He won Literati 2019 (South Asian Award for Microfiction). Qualified as an Electronics Engineer, he also holds and an MBA from IIM Calcutta. Jay lives in Mumbai with his wife, Gayatri.

    

    Parents getting on your nerves… again?... Need some verbal ammunition?… Here's 49 (extremely silly) questions to annoy your parents.Join the hilarious adventure of these naughty kids who will ask absolutely anything to make their parents blood boil. With an illustration for each haphazard attempt you're guaranteed to laugh, smirk, and chuckle for hours.Disclaimer: reading this eBook will definitely get you into trouble! (So if your parents ask where you heard these questions you didn’t hear them for me).Recommended Age: 7+

     Maximilian Richter is the top name in the human-traffickers’ world. He runs the most powerful ring in existence and is behind the disappearance of several high-profile personalities across the world. Nora Richter is aware of the four women her father, Maximilian Richter, is keeping captive in the basement of their building. She wants to rescue them, but can’t figure out how until she finds an ally in Gabriel Haskin, the son of her father’s business partner. He helps her formulate a plan for the rescue of the women with the help of the FBI. Nora’s new life is within reach and her plan is error-free until the last minute, but Blake Hunter, her undercover bodyguard, seduces her with an unexpected visit to her bedroom. Blake thinks Nora is just as evil as her father and tells himself that is ample justification for using her for his revenge. However, he cannot deny the attraction he feels for the beautiful young woman, who is now in dire circumstances because of him. ***For Mature Audiences Only!

    However, Samuel doesn't love her anymore. He had already made two attempts at breaking up with her, which failed. Steeling himself, Samuel approaches Sara the third time to call it off but ends up in emotional turmoil following a shocking revelation. As the clouds start to clear, he is surprised to realize he is in love again. But this time Sara...Be a witness to the couple's journey, their ups and downs, and the greatest secret of their life that would leave you in shock and tears.

    

     Shweta wakes up in an unknown planet with an advanced civilisation and sets out with Alexander Ishutin, a former spy of the RSV to discover about the far future. Underlying the lives of these two girls in different worlds, there lies a dark secret. Will they ever come across this dark secret or will it be so chilling that it won't be worth living for? Prepare yourselves for a psyched, dystopian adventure. Not for the faint hearted.

    What Michael doesn’t expect, is to be put in charge of a group of offenders and sent to a remote location in the Sierra Nevada Mountains in Spain to teach them survival skills as part of their rehabilitation programme. But Michael knows nothing at all about survival skills. He was sort of in the SAS, yes, but his shining record on the “Escape and Evasion” courses was more a testament to his computer skills than his ability to catch wildlife and barbecue it over an impromptu fire. Basically, he was the SAS’s techy nerd and only achieved that position as a result of a bet with a fellow hacker. Facing a stark choice between starvation or returning home to serve out their sentences, the group of offenders under Michael’s supervision soon realise that the only way to survive is to use their own unique set of skills – the kind of skills that got them arrested in the first place.

    And when his best friend suggests Alec could never handle a job that requires manual labor, he accepts the bet. One week later, Alec arrives on Sanborn Island, fully expecting to be the winner at the end of the month. What he doesn’t expect is to fall for his boss.Gianna Ferguson has lived on Sanborn Island, one of New England’s premier getaways, her entire life, so she is well acquainted with spoiled, wealthy playboys. When her cousin asks her to give Alec Sherbrooke a job with the family landscaping business for the summer, she is not enthusiastic about the idea, but she agrees.It’s not long before Gianna sees Alec as more than just another playboy looking for some summer fun. But will mistakes from Gianna’s past prevent Alec and Gianna from getting what both their hearts desire?

    

    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.