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What happens when a burnt-out techie professional ditches the comforts of modern life and hikes 2,650 miles across the Pacific Crest Trail from Mexico to Canada? A head-on collision of midlife crisis and wilderness reality, where he’s never felt more alive. Somewhere between blisters, bear poop, and resupply, it clicks. Those cryptic ideas of Zen and Taoism he skimmed almost two decades ago—about ‘simplicity’ and ‘attachment,’ the kind most of us flag as hippie nonsense, weren’t entirely wrong.

Humans expanded into space...only to find a universe populated with multiple alien species bent on their destruction. Thus was the Colonial Union formed, to help protect us from a hostile universe. The Colonial Union used the Earth and its excess population for colonists and soldiers. It was a good arrangement...for the Colonial Union. Then the Earth said: no more.

My gift has always felt more like a curse. Standing up and speaking the truth when nobody wants to hear it is terrifying. But the truth doesn't erase the horrors I've seen. It doesn't silence the whispers, or blind me to the fingers pointed my way. Doing the right thing never brought me anything but trouble. So finding myself held captive by a sexy-as-sin duo who loathe me on sight doesn't come as a shock. What does surprise me is how quickly my anger for them burns out, leaving a ferocious need in its place.

Dr. Sebi’s Simple Cure for Cancer reveals a transformative, holistic path rooted in Dr. Sebi’s powerful teachings. This guide focuses on supporting the body through alkaline foods, herbal detoxes, fasting, and emotional wellness—helping you restore balance from the inside out.

I'm an omega used as scent bait for feral alphas fighting in underground deathmatches. I was told I'm an omega without a heat—a lie. The truth? My heats were medically suppressed, and now, I've been sold as a secret weapon in a brutal underground where feral alphas are pitted against each other in fights to the death. When the Omega Crimes Bureau raids the ring, my dream of having love with a real pack seems within reach, but freedom is never that simple.

I loved a boy once. I let him go to chase his dreams. But he doesn't know I kept a piece of him with me. Benji Mills took the opportunity and ran as far as he could from our small town. Now he's one of the star members of the Connecticut Comets hockey team. His speed and skill rule the ice, and his sharp-shooting skills have earned him a reputation as a sniper. No matter how hard I try, I can't forget about him.

Every year in the United States there are fifteen thousand murders, give or take a few hundred. Of those, nearly forty percent go unsolved. In this six-part audio series, Christina Walsh is determined to change that. After struggling with the loss of her father, she sets out on a journey to bring the justice that has eluded her to the families of other victims. And she starts with a particularly strange case. The murder of world-renowned violinist Leona McPherson who mysteriously disappeared years ago after a concert at the Hollywood Bowl in Los Angeles.

I see dead people. While it might sound cool, I can assure you, it's not. The dead are even bigger assholes than the living. I learned at a young age to be invisible. Even breathing wrong could set my father off. The beatings became progressively worse as I got older, and I feared I wouldn't survive to see my eighteenth birthday. So I plotted my escape, and no one was more surprised that it worked than me!

Five classic novelisations of TV stories involving space travel and adventure.

Within everyone is an inner spark calling us toward a higher purpose. For some, that purpose is all about becoming a spiritual practitioner—using our mediumship, psychic, or healing abilities to help others and positively impact the world. This calling is impossible to ignore; a persistent pull that keeps showing up, time and time again.

Being the MC President's daughter was never going to be an easy life. Not in general, not in love. Especially when the guy meant for you isn't yours to have. And that's just one of the many reasons why I'm going away. Back to my ancestral lands, where everything is simple and pure. Where I can do some good. And I'm not coming back.

He called me his "mystery girl" on stream. Live. In front of thousands of viewers. The wildest part? I didn't even know who he was. I was at my usual gaming café, grinding ranked matches in a popular MOBA game called NLA. But instead of celebrating my latest win, I was fuming. One of my teammates had spent the entire game spewing sexist insults at me, even though I carried the match and we won despite him.

TV’s first ecclesiastical comedy, All Gas and Gaiters was enjoyed by more than 10 million viewers on BBC One between 1966 and 1971. Written by husband-and-wife-team Pauline Devaney and Edwin Apps, it was so popular that a selection of scripts were revised and re-recorded for radio with the same star cast as the television series. Robertson Hare starred as the archdeacon of the fictional St Ogg’s Cathedral.

It should have been an in-and-out job. Find the girl and bring her home. But we're not the only ones who came for her. And when our rescue mission goes horribly wrong, we find ourselves stranded and alone in the unforgiving jungle. With death stalking our heels, every day becomes a battle for survival. A battle not all of us will win.

I grew up with hockey in my blood. Becoming the new social media manager for the Chicago Blizzards was my dream job. I thought I knew everything about the game, including how to guard my heart against the infamous charms of hockey players. I was wrong. First, there's Lukas, the forward whose flirtations could melt the ice he plays on. Then there's Ryan, the defenseman whose stoic exterior hides depths of loyalty. Alex, the skills coach, challenges me to see beyond the game, while Slade, our team captain, reveals a vulnerability that calls to me in a way I never anticipated.

I can't understand why—out of the four hockey players I'm sharing a house with this semester—Finn Howard's the one who catches my eye. The guy never smiles. He doesn't say much and disapproves plenty. But, something about him feels familiar. Something about him feels safe.

I used to be that girl. Before loving you. The daydreamer who believed in fairy tales. And I knew I was right to have faith when a moment of serendipity led me to both of you. The three of us were blissfully happy, until your lies were exposed and the dream faded. Now I know that falling in love was just the point of impact, a single moment when life veered dangerously off course. Now I'm that girl.

I lost my soul a long time ago. Sold it to the Devil. But she's always been there. Summer. But I gave up on that dream a long time ago. Her father is Ice, one of the most senior members of Devil's Nightmare MC. But then we find ourselves stuck in a secluded cabin, just the two of us, forced to share one bed. And respect for her father will only get me so far when she's lying next to me nearly naked. I'm not thinking about tomorrow because I might not live past today. All I know is that I need her like I've never needed anything or anyone.

The Last Hieroglyph is the fifth of the five-volume Collected Fantasies series. Editors Scott Connors and Ron Hilger have compared original manuscripts, various typescripts, published editions, and Smith's notes and letters, in order to prepare a definitive set of texts. The Last Hieroglyph includes, in chronological order, all of Clark Ashton Smith's stories from "The Dark Age" to "The Dart of Rasasfa".

Zowen has been in love with Aston for as long as he can remember. She's perfect, except for the fact that she fell in love with his best friend. For years, he loved her from afar. He told himself that as long as Aston was happy, his feelings didn't matter. However, Aston isn't nearly as happy as she seems. And by the time Zowen figures things out, his life takes a turn for the worse.