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"It will be okay," she said, soothingly. "I'm going to hurt you, but it will be okay. As long as you obey me absolutely, I'm going to free you from all of those bad, guilty, big boy problems. You'll be my happy little boy; I promise. Now ask Mistress Mommy to punish you." I was barely able to fight off the urge to cry, gave a single sob - of gratitude or fear or disgust or confusion, of desire or pain or relief or incredulity - and did as I had been told.

A New Life Series is an epic adventure. Tori Farrell's life is one wild story...escaped from a biker gang and running from drug lords...used by the FBI and hoping to protect her present from her past...It's dark - it's brutal, and it's worth every minute of it!

Isabelle's quest for an everyday life is anything but ordinary, blending the metaphysical with her desire for love and family. Join her on a rollercoaster of relationships and self-discovery, where age-old wisdom meets the nuances of modern romance. Drawing from thirty years of spiritual exploration, "Before You" unveils universal insights on love, relationships, and life. Navigate the highs and lows alongside Isabelle as she discovers profound new-age perspectives, revealing the hidden whispers of inner guidance.

It often happens: You want to start something from scratch, and you really want it, but you are always filled with scattered, unclear and wrong information. Well, this is what we have tried to avoid by publishing this audiobook. In fact, this is a step-by-step guide that will allow you to learn the essential details to start building your first real hydroponic cultivation system, without neglecting the compromise between space, quality, and price.

"Snowflake," she said, with what sounded like genuine concern and sincerity, "do you really understand what you're doing here? You're not," she paused, removed her finger, gently stroked a cheek down which a single tear was beginning to roll, intercepted the droplet, pensively licked from palm to fingertip, as though it were an ice cream cone then put her finger back, lest eyes flit or wander. "You're not my first Little Wifey."