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I find him injured, a monster hiding in the shadows of an unknown, terrifying world. When I run from him, I end up thrust into the middle of an unbelievable war full of creatures I can't fathom exist. My sole worth in the eyes of these warmongering beings is as a sacrifice on the altar of destruction. My mind and body crave what only he can give, but the darkness harbored within his soul frightens me. Resigned to my fate, I prepare myself to draw my last breath; I dream he will come, but we all know dreams never come true.

They stole my dreams, my hopes, my very identity, and I had no idea. Years went by and I did everything I was told, I was always the perfect specimen, and the perfect lab rat. I was dissected, even maimed all in the name of science. Then one day a strange smoky voice entered my head, and I knew things were not as they seemed. He promises me that he will never leave me, but my new memories tell me differently.

After the return of ANDI, the information now available about the human race is astounding. What happens when three AI's, decide to bring a little piece of home to the humans they have all come to love? A Celebration of epic proportions. Be prepared to shed some tears, as new, and old memories tug at the heartstrings.

How do you go on when all of your wants and dreams have been destroyed? My loved ones were snatched right out of my hands, leaving me alone in a world of unknowns and terror. I'm lost in the in-between with no familiar paths to follow until the sound of a heartbeat and a whisper draws me back to the land of the living.

I awaken to the touch of cold metal hands and talking holograms. Paralyzed and dependent on the Others. They tell me a story . . . at first; I refuse to believe. A story of no return and extreme loss, but one of the voices is different. He projects anger and distrust . . . but his hands . . . even though cold and hard, are always gentle. I have come to crave the sound of his growls because I know within moments, he will hold me in his arms. When my sight returns. I was not prepared to see what he really was, but when he collapsed in front of me, his body failing.

In the blink of an eye, my whole world has collapsed around me. Headed towards my dream vacation, I was snatched right out of the air. My husband, the love of my life, was destroyed right in front of my eyes. He fought bravely trying to protect me from a horror neither one of us could have ever imagined. I find myself standing in the spotlight on a stage.

My harsh, brutal features have deterred all females, no matter the species. Then I find her, my Kismet, the only one made just for me. But the fates are cruel, especially to a male like me. I am being forced to destroy the fragile bond that has formed between us, as I have to make the hardest decision of my life. One that will make me lose her either way. Upon her final breath, I vow not even Death will keep what's mine.

The question is, do I allow this dark moment in time to rob me of the life I could possibly have here? I have never known such horror or fear. If I hadn't experienced it myself, I would have never believed any other living thing could possibly do this to another. The scars may be gone on the outside now, but they will remain forever in my soul. They tell me I can never go back, all that I have ever known is gone. Where does this leave me in the world of monsters? He beckons me, promising me . . . the fairytale . . . the impossible dream. Everything I have ever wanted to hear!

What do great teachers do differently? As an educator, you may ask yourself this question all the time. Or you may know the answer but are struggling in an environment that just doesn't appreciate great teaching. Whatever the case, educators - and American society in general - have long worried about the lack of great teaching. That is why, for decades, Gallup has directed the leading thinkers in education and psychology to uncover what makes a teacher truly great.

She is like a wild animal, cornered and frightened, unwilling to accept any sort of kindness. A fiery soul trapped inside a mind littered with insecurities and heartache. I ache for a kind word or a gentle touch as my body reacts to her slightest touches. How do I convince her to put aside the pain she has endured and take a chance on the unknown, on me? The fates put her in my path for a reason, and I will find a way to tame the fire that consumes her.

I was forced to make a decision . . . her life for mine. It really was a simple question to answer because at the end of the day, I'm nothing more than a wanna be girl, with the dream of being more.

Confident Parents, Confident Kids lays out an approach for helping parents - and the kids they love - hone their emotional intelligence so they can make wise choices, connect, and communicate well with others (even when patience wears thin), and become socially competent, confident human beings.

The ultimate betrayal on his face when he sees that plug in my hand shatters my cybernetic heart. Helpless, my world turns to chaos, and I spiral downward, crushed by my very own actions.

I was separated from my parents and a world where the most important thing I had to worry about was my next outfit. Everything I have ever been or will be . . . torn away abruptly as I'm thrown into what feels like never-ending chaos and confusion. Thrust upon an Alien male who I can't understand and dangers I don't comprehend. How do I cope with the reality of being alone on an alien planet where I'm not wanted?

Some people get tattoos - pieces of art that enhance or reveal something about them that they like. Other people, like me, are branded by something - actions or words. "No one will ever love you, Rowan, you're not worthy." Those are the words that created my blemish, my scar, my mark upon my soul. They were words whispered by the woman who should have loved me most.

Lucas Callahan, a man who gave up his law degree, fiancée, and small-town future for a shot at making it in the Big Apple. He snags an entry-level job at Empire Magazine, believing it’s only a matter of time before he becomes a famous writer. Then, late one night in a downtown bar, he meets a gorgeous brunette who takes him home.... Carmen Kelly wanted to be a hard-hitting journalist, only to find herself cast in the role of Empire's sex columnist thanks to the boys' club mentality of Manhattan magazines.

Perfect for listeners moved by Between Two Kingdoms, this life-affirming memoir of a young woman's sudden autoimmune kidney failure reveals a resilient journey of chronic illness, unfailing love, and moving forward with joy.

Storied, fiercely competitive Mariana Academy was founded with a serious honor code; its reputation has been unsullied for decades. Now a long-dormant secret society, Prisom's Party, threatens its placid halls with vigilante justice, exposing students and teachers alike for even the most minor infraction. Iris Dupont, a budding journalist whose only confidant is the chain-smoking specter of Edward R. Murrow, feels sure she can break into the ranks of The Devil’s Advocate, the Party’s underground newspaper, and there uncover the source of its blackmail schemes and vilifying rumors.

Ryder "Playboy" King is what everyone calls me, in and out of the octagon. I'm fine with being known as a Playboy. I've turned it into an art form. A big smile, charm, and a little flattery - and my needs are easily met. Besides, giving a shit can get a man hurt - I'd rather get in and out in one piece. Enter Tessa Jameson. One fiery lust filled moment with her is not enough. If anything, it leaves me wanting more, but she's not interested. Me? I know I've met my match - I want more. She thinks men only want sex.

They say that holding on to anger is like drinking poison and expecting the other person to die. I hold on to it anyway, letting it consume me, as it slowly devours everything I am. I fight to hide my ugliness from the world. Until I meet her. She's a soothing balm to what ails me, softening the anger that roars within. Unknowingly, she's healing what's broken, and I'm determined to keep her - to make her mine. But what happens when she sees the monster that lies beneath? Will she stand by me?