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Why do we stay stuck in unwanted relationship patterns that keep us in addictive relationships, breaking hearts and being broken hearted? How can we break free from the relationship issues that keep us locked in unfulfilling romantic partnerships? In her self-help relationship book for women, Emily Rose guides the listener through an inner journey that facilitates a perspective shift, answering these and other challenging questions that hopeless (and hopeful) romantics have been seeking for years.

The NBA has returned to prominence on the backs of phenoms like LeBron James, Kobe Bryant, and Kevin Garnett. The media promotes them, the shoe companies pay them, and America applauds. But how exactly do such players reach the pros? What do they give up to get there? And what happens to those who fall short?

Luna loved her royal life, she loved her big comfortable stable with its huge cozy straw bed. She loved eating juicy grass in the fields and rolling around in the mud.

Greek billionaire playboy Nikolas Constantinos intended to conclude the business deal with Jessica Stanton, a.k.a. The Black Widow, as quickly as possible. Love hadn't been part of his plan. A hot affair or a one-night stand was all he'd allow. Because love would lead to marriage. And marriage to Jessica, a woman with a scandalous past, could ruin him. But love was the one thing he couldn't control.

Show Day was such an exciting day for Princess Kitty, and she couldn't wait to show off her new pony to the other children. Kitty was so happy Luna looked like a shining star. The king was delighted to see Kitty looking so smart and Luna's red coat gleaming in the sunshine. They looked as elegant as any royal pair should at Show Day.

Embark on an adventure with Princess Kitty as she finds out the truth about Father Christmas. Santa is real, all from the Palace and all from the Village agree...But the princess is determined to prove them all wrong.

Princess Kitty will be nine this year, but unlike other birthdays, where her present list was as long as the palace corridors, this year she couldn't think of a single thing. For days she thought and paced, and paced and thought. She wrote and rubbed, and rubbed and wrote.