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Nora As the female bassist in an otherwise all-male rockband, I had an image to maintain – relaxed, laidback, available. One-Night Nora was what the headlines called me and I relished it. My freedom meant everything to me and that freedom had become my brand. Until I get a stalker and our manager hires a dude from Grace Grayson. I’ve heard they’re the most satisfying firm in the country and I’m more than happy to give their reputation a try. Except, when it comes down to it, I can’t follow through. Ryder is funny, gorgeous, kind, and sweet in his own way. I don’t want our time together to come to an end, so I’m adamant I won’t sleep with him. But my restraint only goes so far and I’m all too aware that all good things must come to an end sometime. Still, it’s only one night. Or so I tell myself until our easy banter disappears under the deafening unspoken knowledge that we both want more. He’s the sort of guy who can rock my whole world, if I could just roll with it. And he’s making it harder and harder to pretend it means nothing. After all, rock and roll just go together. Ryder It took some serious convincing on my part, but eventually the boss man let me have the VIP. And what a VIP she turned out to be. But some one-night rocker she turns out to be. The woman isn’t falling for any of my numerous charms, no matter how close I seem to get. But the more time I spend with her, the more I don’t mind. This is one good thing I never want to end. With a voice like a fallen angel and a personality that would make Lucifer himself blush, Nora’s the kind of person I don’t mind being around. The fact all that comes in a female form that does strange, exciting things to me is just icing. Being with her is like being with a friend you want to bone, only I’m beginning to think maybe I’m interested in more than just the benefits. Despite watching three of my best mates settle down, I never thought I’d follow suit. But, this chick has me wondering if it would be so bad after all. It’s as terrifying as it is motivating to think I could fall in love. I’m sure I could so long as I don’t focus too hard on the terrifying bit. She’s the sort of woman to rock my whole world, if only she’d just roll with it. I’ll have to pull out all the stops, but I’ll do it to prove it to her. After all, rock and roll just go together. Please be aware that this story is set in Australia and therefore uses Australian English spelling and syntax.
Visit www.burningrainbowfarm.com On a mission to build a peaceful, pot-friendly Shangri-La, Tom Crosslin and his lover Rollie Rohm founded Rainbow Farm, a well-appointed campground and concert venue tucked away in rural Southwest Michigan. The farm quickly became the center of marijuana and environmental activism in Michigan, drawing thousands of blue-collar libertarians and hippie liberals, evangelicals and militiamen to its annual hemp festivals. People came from all over the country to support Tom and Rollie's libertarian brand of patriotism: They loved America but didn't like the War on Drugs. As Rainbow Farm launched a popular statewide ballot initiative to change marijuana laws, local authorities, who had scarcely tolerated Rainbow Farm in the past, began an all-out campaign to shut the place down. Finally, in May 2001, Tom and Rollie were arrested for growing marijuana. Rollie's 11-year-old son, who grew up on Rainbow Farm, was placed in foster care - Tom would never see him again. Faced with mandatory jail terms and the loss of the farm, Tom and Rollie never showed up for their August court date. Instead, the state's two best-known pot advocates burned Rainbow Farm to the ground in protest. County officials called the FBI, and within five days Tom and Rollie were dead. Obscured by the attacks of September 11, their stories will be told here for the first time.
Both two books in 'The ReLife Project', a series of science fiction novels by C.M. Dancha, now available in one volume! 2156: In a future where human cloning is a reality, Rollie Sweats, head of the development team at Phoenvartis, faces a pivotal choice: follow government orders to create an artificial human using provided samples, or trust his instincts and use his own ancestral DNA. With time running out, Rollie's decision will shape the fate of the human race, forever altering the course of history in this gripping tale of ethical dilemmas and technological advancements. World War: Amidst a backdrop of global conflict, a cloning company falls into the hands of a ruthless ruler, leading to a wave of violence and oppression. In the midst of this chaos, a rebel group obtains a cloning machine to resurrect a notorious figure from the past. As a former Founding Father and his allies gather support, a battle ensues between freedom and tyranny. C.M. Dancha crafts a thrilling narrative of political intrigue and historical stakes, exploring whether democracy can triumph over the forces of evil and the looming threat of another devastating plague.
Winds of war sweep across Europe. The cloning company Phoenvartis has launched an inquisition of torture and murder, threatening to take over the entire planet. After a revolutionary group gains access to the cloning machine, they plan to revive a madman from the 20th century. Meanwhile, the previously cloned Founding Father and a group of former Phoenvartis employees flee to the central highlands of Vietnam. From their jungle base, they form a coalition of freedom-loving patriots from around the world. But can the forces of democracy beat fascism - or will evil triumph and release a plague upon mankind?
Leah I didn’t belong in their world, but I made a good show of pretending I did. Mother and Father expected it. All I wanted to do was get a cosy cottage in the suburbs and live with my million cats. What I got instead was suitor after suitor paraded in front of me and the threat of a looming engagement. So, what else was a girl to do? After bumping into Mrs Fortescue’s ‘companion’ one too many times, I decided he’d do. Mother and Father wanted an engagement? They’d get one. Except I’d be the one having the last laugh because Patrick is the total opposite of what my parents want in a son-in-law – his nickname is Hawk for goodness’ sake – and I have no obligations to him in any department. But of course, the best laid plans make fools of us all and it’s not long before I want him to hold me accountable only to him in EVERY department. There’s just the small problem of him being completely unsuitable and without any inclination to settle down. If there’s one thing I know about men, it’s that it takes a remarkable woman to tame them. I know I’m a remarkable woman. I only hope it’s not too late for this lady to tame her hawk. Patrick If there’s one thing that makes a guy reconsider his womanising ways, it’s seeing his best mate and his little sister settle down. If there’s another, it’s a gorgeous woman in a stunning red dress. But she’s a part of a world I can only pretend to fit into and she’s a damned lady – elegant and sophisticated – and she’s totally off-limits to a grunt like me. Every time we meet, there’s a look in her eyes that suggests she’s far less sophisticated than she’d have me believe. And it’s not long before this hawk is close to begging to relinquish his freedom, even just for one night. So, how could I say no when she needed my help? I was expertly qualified to serve, and if I got to be myself for once that was just icing. But the more time I spend with her, the more I want to be around her. The more it feels less like a job and more like something real. There’s just the small problem of her being an heiress with obligations that don’t include me and the job will only last so long. I don’t know a lot about ladies, despite my remarkable ability to play a part. All I know is there’s always more underneath the mask, and there’s only one lady who can tame this hawk.
From Elizabeth Stevens, writing as E.J. Knox, comes... A broken man. A dangerous monster. And the woman that binds them. My life is perfect. My life is planned. My life isn't mine. Promised to a man I love. A man I hate. Not even a man. A god. Apollo Callahan is that and much more. My life is broken. My life is fractured. My life isn't free. Craving a man I hate. A man I need. Not even a man. An angel. Valen Kincaid is nothing I could ever want. Though the Saints rule the hallowed halls of Saint Benedict's College, they're anything but saintly. Behind closed doors, they call themselves the Sinners. Sex. Fast Cars. Drugs. Money. The odd assassination or two. Nothing is beneath them, except the next in a long line of women. Can one little princess, searching to break free from her prison tower, bring these mighty lords crashing to their knees? The epic final book in the Sinners of Saint Benedicts Harlow trilogy. This is a dark, angsty, contemporary high school enemies-to-lovers romance with enough steam to melt your screen. Do not engage in public consumption unless your poker face is impenetrable. Do not read if you don't like broken alpha males claiming what's theirs, a feisty heroine determined to break the bonds of an unwanted future, or complicated love triangles full of passion and dirty words. This story features the heroine in sexual situations with both love interests. While not considered cheating by the characters, you may have different feelings. Proceed with caution. This book is written using Australian English. This will affect the spelling, grammar and syntax you may be used to. It might come across as typos, awkward sentences, poor grammar, or missed/wrong words. In the majority of cases (I won't claim it's infallible, despite all best efforts), this is intentional and just an Aussie way of speaking (it took my US beta readers a bit to get used to). I can't say 'the' Aussie way, since we seem to differ even within the same state. Just think of us as a weird mix of British and US vernacular and colloquialisms, but with our own randomness thrown in. I still hope you enjoy it, though! Contains possible triggers.
Girl + guy + ‘stellar’ manners = greatest love story of all time? Sure, it does. Eloise Bishop might only be at the intensive Soccer Camp after sheer dumb luck, but she’ll fight to show all the doubters that she deserves to be there. There’s no time for arrogant boys, even if they are as good as they think they are. Finn Dawson has the right foot of Beckham and the left foot of Maradona. The Soccer Camp is just a bit of fun and serious training. He doesn’t have time for girls, even if they are as talented as they are infuriating. So, when these two find themselves clashing after an unfortunate incident with a wayward elbow, nothing could possibly go wrong. After all, no one ever fell for someone after hate-at-first-sight. Did they? Two weeks + soccer camp + constant rain = true love? We’re not even tempted.
From Elizabeth Stevens, writing as E.J. Knox, comes… The bad boy willing to risk everything – even his life – to get the girl. People call them the V.I.C.E.S. because they’ll wring you for everything you are and leave you ruined. They are the Princes of Rosewood Hall, and no one says no to them. Until now. Vaughn Saint. The racer. He dubbed the Prince of Thorns. Pretty as a rose, but one touch and he’ll leave you bleeding. He chases death on two wheels at least twice a week. Used to controlling powerful things between his thighs, nothing is more powerful than the lure of the pleasures he promises. And he wants to give them all to me. Only problem? I’m the daughter of the leader of the Blood Roses. His leader. I’m off-limits. Dad wants me to walk away from all that, not get dragged down deeper into their hell, but Vaughn Saint threatens to take me to the very depths and still have me begging for more. Loving me will kill him. Not loving me will destroy the both of us. AUTHOR NOTES: This is a dark, angsty, contemporary high school bully/enemies-to-lovers, forbidden romance with enough steam to melt your screen. He falls first, and he falls HARD and FAST. This a crash course in insta-love for both of them. Do not engage in public consumption unless your poker face is impenetrable. Do not read if you don’t like bossy alpha males claiming what’s theirs, a nerdy but feisty heroine determined not to fall for a silver tongue, sassy besties, snarky love-to-hate-them side characters, or bad boys with secret hearts of gold. This story is set in a very bastardised combination of settings. I wanted to use a European school year because I like the timing and the weather better, but I imagine Hammersby Bay being a small (depending on your definition) US town on the coast/a river (like in Oregon, maybe?), and the more specific references of course skew Australian as usual. So, have fun! This book is written using Australian English. This will affect the spelling, grammar and syntax you may be used to. It might come across as typos, awkward sentences, poor grammar, or missed/wrong words. In the majority of cases (I won’t claim it’s infallible, despite all best efforts), this is intentional and just an Aussie way of speaking (it took my US beta readers a bit to get used to). I can’t say ‘the’ Aussie way, since we seem to differ even within the same state. Just think of us as a weird mix of British and US vernacular and colloquialisms, but with our own randomness thrown in. I still hope you enjoy it, though! Contains possible triggers.
Amber How do you politely refuse when the only guy to star in any of your dirty fantasies has just offered to put you up for the foreseeable future and your brother’s just accepted like you were in fact still thirteen and couldn’t make decisions for yourself? You don’t. And, you end up with a roommate who wears a very good elegant mask over the rough and tumble, bad boy core I remember far too well. Only, it’s ten years later and I’m even nerdier than I used to be. It’s ten years later and I couldn’t look worse. It’s ten years later and I can’t keep one guy. It’s ten years later and my brother still teases me mercilessly in front of him. It’s ten years later and Kit somehow looks even better than the guy I spent my formative years crushing on. So, there’s not only the issue that he’s my older brother’s best friend, but also a sex-god this virgin can barely talk to. But that certainly never stopped me from drooling over him and it wouldn’t stop me now. He’s so far out of my league, I wouldn’t even clean in his league. Except, there might just be a smouldering heat in Kit’s eyes that suggests he’s not quite as out of my league as I thought. Just maybe, this geek is about to get a whole lot of chaos. Kit When I find out about my best mate’s little sister’s situation, the offer is out of my mouth before I can stop it; Hawk’s like a brother to me even if Amber’s never looked twice at me. I could never tell if she was scared of me or hated me. But the deal is done. She’s going to bring her bedraggled self upstairs to my penthouse and live with me for as long as she needs. I see the pain she hides away, I see the lack of confidence despite how smart she is, how good. If there’s something I’ve learned, it’s that confidence makes all the difference. So, it becomes my mission to help Amber find her confidence. But I find more than confidence in her and suddenly I’m seeing my best mate’s little sister completely differently. I’ve never known what to say to her. She’s always been good and studious and sweet. She’s always been so far out of my league I wouldn’t even carry bags in that league. Her face is a mask that tells me nothing in between the sparse words that come out of her mouth. Except, there might be something in the way she smiles at me that gives me hope I’m not as far out of her league as I thought. It might just be time that this chaos gets a little geek. Please be aware that this story is set in Australia and therefore uses Australian English spelling and syntax.