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【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】My Life From the Back Burner【電子書籍】[ La'Brea Aquaria ]

＜p＞This book is about my life and the struggles I have faced, and the things I have come through. This book tells of some of my ups and downs in my life. The story that is being told is being told by myself, so some of the stories made me cry as I was writing. This book is a part of my heart and soul. I had to go way back in my mind and relive the stories; those moments in time. This book is about my fears, and some failures that I had to overcome to keep myself together no matter what I had to face during those times in my life. I want everyone to know that if I can overcome all of the things I have faced over the years of my life, you can too. I hope you are inspired by my story to fulfill your dreams, and to let no one tell you that you cannot do something. You can do anything you want to do that makes you happy. If I can find inspiration through all that I have gone through in my life, then most certainly anyone can. This book is to give you confidence in yourself, and to help you to look deep within yourself and find the greatness that is within you that you may do great things. Don’t let your dreams die. Don’t give up on what you want to do in your life, no matter what anyone say. With that being said, keep your head up. Have faith. Go out there and do big things. Believe in yourself, because if you don’t, who will? Encourage yourself. Sometimes you have to pat your own self on the back. You have to lift yourself up. There are times when you have to be your own cheerleader. Stay inspired, love yourself. Respect yourself and others. This book is about being inspired, lifting everyone up, and to let everyone know that their dreams are important, and so are they.＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】A Night by my Fire【電子書籍】[ Addison Cain ]

＜p＞＜em＞"With her signature blend of raw primal passion and emotion, Addison Cain brings us a hot read guaranteed to warm up anyone’s winter night!” ?Zoe Blake, USA TODAY bestselling author＜/em＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜strong＞Blizzards, smoldering attraction, a strong, independent woman, and a virgin male who's more animal than man...＜/strong＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞I pulled my stranger from the river. Breathed life into his lungs.＜/p＞ ＜p＞I saved him in this arctic tundra. Yet he looks at me like a meal. Touches me like I’m his greatest temptation.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Tells me he desires my body to use in a way I’ve never offered myself before.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Storm raging outside my cabin, there is little to do to escape him. Little chance I might survive this encounter unscathed.＜/p＞ ＜p＞He wants life. My life. And I have no choice but to offer it.＜/p＞ ＜p＞And I don’t harbor a single regret.＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜em＞A Night by my Fire is a stand-alone novella previous published in a no longer available anthology. This story contains no cliffhangers, but does offer building heat that will burn you from the inside out. Need to warm up in front of a fire? Wrap yourself in a soft blanket and enjoy!＜/em＞＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】Her Possession【電子書籍】[ Mona Spence ]

＜p＞“＜em＞Just find yourself a nice guy, Julie, and have a good time＜/em＞, I would tell myself, but I could never make it happen. Maybe I didn’t really try. ＜em＞I like guys though!＜/em＞ Sure I did, I really did but… there were… distractions…”＜/p＞ ＜p＞* * *＜/p＞ ＜p＞Julie is a curvaceous young woman who has been thinking about her best friend Kate more and more lately. But what will happen to their friendship if Julie acts on her urges?＜/p＞ ＜p＞When the opportunity arises to mind a country mansion, Julie sees a chance to be alone with Kate. But the girls have no idea what waits for them in the mysterious Leybridge House, where fifty years ago a handsome young man met his fate at the hands of a strange sex-cult.＜/p＞ ＜p＞* * *＜/p＞ ＜p＞This 9700+ word story is packed with explicit, young love, submissive sex, fated mates and a ghostly hunk!＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】IN THE ACQUISITION OF INNER PEACE【電子書籍】[ Ghada E Abdo ]

＜p＞I was born in Lebanon, a land steeped in ancient traditions and deep spiritual currents. In 1977, my family and I immigrated to the United States, and with that journey began a lifelong process of integrationーof culture, identity, and ultimate meaning. I found myself standing between two seemingly opposing forces: the collective strength and unity of my Lebanese heritage, and the fierce individualism of American life. Rather than choose between them, I learned to weave them together. That early experience shaped everything. It taught me how to hold complexity, how to live in paradox, and how to find harmony in contrast. My academic pathーthrough Paralegal Studies, Social Sciences, and Political Scienceーreflected my desire to understand the systems that govern both society and the human mind. But it was my spiritual search that truly transformed me.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Over the years, I immersed myself in a wide range of spiritual teachings: from the esoteric wisdom of Gnosticism, Hermeticism, and the Kybalion, to the heart-opening truths of A Course in Miracles, the mystical insights of Kabbalah, and the sacred texts of Catholicism. At first, these teachings seemed fragmented and contradictory. But over time, I began to see the thread that connects them allーa shared language of love, unity, and remembrance.＜/p＞ ＜p＞This book is the fruit of that journey. It is not a doctrine, but a distillation. It is not meant to convert, but to remind. It’s for the seeker who has explored many truths but longs to understand how they fit together. It’s for those who know there’s something more, something whole, waiting to be uncovered. As a life coach, a mother, a scholar, and a spiritual explorer, I offer this work with both humility and hope. May it inspire you not only to think, but to remember. And may it gently guide you homeーto yourself, to each other, and to the deeper unity that connects us all.＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】Five Seven Five Science fictional examinations of the elusive haiku【電子書籍】[ Ron Collins ]

＜p＞Two arts, synchronous＜/p＞ ＜p＞in waves of speculation.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Together as One.＜/p＞ ＜p＞〓〓＜/p＞ ＜p＞When Ron proposed this book of science fictional haiku, I was amused but skeptical. Haiku? Does he know what a haiku is? Can he even write poetry?＜/p＞ ＜p＞Turns out he does know what a haiku is and he can write poetry. As I read along I was increasingly fascinated and delighted. The pairing of haiku and AI artwork is ingenious, truly more than the sum of its parts. And that’s before you read Ron’s short comments describing each pairing, adding extra depth, often with poignancy and humor.＜/p＞ ＜p＞I found myself studying each piece of art to see if I could guess the subject of the haiku before reading it. And then returning to the artwork with the haiku now in mind before reading Ron’s comments. You will not be surprised to find yourself sometimes disagreeing with Ron’s interpretation or assessment of the resulting artwork. That’s okay. Art, like beauty, is all in the eye of the beholder.＜/p＞ ＜p＞I was even inspired to write my own haiku and generate an AI pairing, above. The wild-eyed look of Ron the science fiction author writing haiku is perfect!＜/p＞ ＜p＞So, enjoy the book you have in your hands. Savor it. Let the combined beauty of the haiku and AI artwork do its magic.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Lisa Collins, editor＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】Lost and Found【電子書籍】[ Tatyana Li ]

＜p＞Bella - I've been ducking my past for years, and my world flipped upside down the day Bruce invited me for lunch. Drowning in desire and thirst to be happy has become my torture, and the only way I could get out of it all was to flee. Yet, I learned my willpower ran its clock against me after Bruce's unnecessary lecture. I rebelled against my rule book when an overbearing playboy learned how to read me. He demolished my fortress and clawed his way to its base - my core. This domineering player is an uncontrollable and angry man. I wonder if this man even knows other words rather than fun and women... Xander - My spectacular life is snipped short by a crazy chick with a big sack of attitude. She dares me to open her closet with one giant skeleton. In return, I have to unlock the gates of Hell and face my own demons because I can't ditch my hunger for her. Though, I have another option - confine myself and burn for eternity. Then, one night I dream, and the human form whispers: "....lost....found", before disappearing into thin air with all the lights around it, forcing me to shut my eyes. It's a vision I can't get out of my head. I must be hallucinating! It's not real! None of this is real!Are you one of those people who always think about yourself and hold a selfish attitude? This book series "The Kingdom of Love" gives a brief insight into our lives, how we learn our lesson, how we cope and adapt, and how we prosper in life in general.＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】The Girl at Central【電子書籍】[ Geraldine Bonner ]

＜p＞Poor Sylvia Hesketh! Even now, after this long time, I can't think of it without a shudder, without a comeback of the horror of those days after the murder. You remember itーthe Hesketh mystery? And mystery it surely was, baffling, as it did, the police and the populace of the whole state. For who could guess why a girl like that, rich, beautiful, without a care or an enemy, should be done to death as she was. Think of itーat five o'clock sitting with her mother taking tea in the library at Mapleshade and that same night found deadーmurderedーby the side of a lonesome country road, a hundred and eighteen miles away. It's the story of this that I'm going to tell here, and as you'll get a good deal of me before I'm through, I'd better, right now at the start, introduce myself. I'm Molly Morganthau, day operator in the telephone exchange at Longwood, New Jersey, twenty-three years old, dark, slim, and as for my looksーwell, put them down as "medium" and let it go at that. My name's Morganthau because my father was a Polish Jewーa piece worker on pantsーbut my two front names, Mary McKenna, are after my mother, who was from County Galway, Ireland. I was raised in an East Side tenement, but I went steady to the Grammar school and through the High and I'm not throwing bouquets at myself when I say I made a good record. That's how I come to be nervy enough to write this storyーbut you'll see for yourself. Only just keep in mind that I'm more at home in front of a switchboard than at a desk. I've supported myself since I was sixteen, my father dying then, and my motherーGod rest her blessed memory!ーtwo years later. First I was in a department store and then in the Telephone Company. I haven't a relation in the country and if I had I wouldn't have asked a nickel off them. I'm that kind, independent andーbut that's enough about me. Now for you to rightly get what I'm going to tell I'll have to begin with a description of Longwood village and the country round about. I've made a sort of diagramーit isn't drawn to scale but it gives the general effect, all rightーand with that and what I'll describe you can get an idea of the lay of the land, which you have to have to understand things.＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】A Doll's House : a play【電子書籍】[ Henrik Ibsen ]

＜p＞Helmer. And what is in this parcel?＜/p＞ ＜p＞Nora [crying out]. No, no! you mustn't see that until this evening.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Helmer. Very well. But now tell me, you extravagant little person, what would you like for yourself?＜/p＞ ＜p＞Nora. For myself? Oh, I am sure I don't want anything.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Helmer. Yes, but you must. Tell me something reasonable that you would particularly like to have.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Nora. No, I really can't think of anything--unless, Torvald--＜/p＞ ＜p＞Helmer. Well?＜/p＞ ＜p＞Nora [playing with his coat buttons, and without raising her eyes to his]. If you really want to give me something, you might--you might--＜/p＞ ＜p＞Helmer. Well, out with it!＜/p＞ ＜p＞Nora [speaking quickly]. You might give me money, Torvald. Only just as much as you can afford; and then one of these days I will buy something with it.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Helmer. But, Nora--＜/p＞ ＜p＞Nora. Oh, do! dear Torvald; please, please do! Then I will wrap it up in beautiful gilt paper and hang it on the Christmas Tree. Wouldn't that be fun?＜/p＞ ＜p＞Helmer. What are little people called that are always wasting money?＜/p＞ ＜p＞Nora. Spendthrifts--I know. Let us do as you suggest, Torvald, and then I shall have time to think what I am most in want of. That is a very sensible plan, isn't it?＜/p＞ ＜p＞Helmer [smiling]. Indeed it is--that is to say, if you were really to save out of the money I give you, and then really buy something for yourself. But if you spend it all on the housekeeping and any number of unnecessary things, then I merely have to pay up again.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Nora. Oh but, Torvald--＜/p＞ ＜p＞Helmer. You can't deny it, my dear little Nora. [Puts his arm round her waist.] It's a sweet little spendthrift, but she uses up a deal of money. One would hardly believe how expensive such little persons are!＜/p＞ ＜p＞Nora. It's a shame to say that. I do really save all I can.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Helmer [laughing]. That's very true,--all you can. But you can't save anything!＜/p＞ ＜p＞Nora [smiling quietly and happily]. You haven't any idea how many expenses we skylarks and squirrels have, Torvald.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Helmer. You are an odd little soul. Very like your father. You always find some new way of wheedling money out of me, and, as soon as you have got it, it seems to melt in your hands. You never know where it has gone. Still, one must take you as you are. It is in the blood; for indeed it is true that you can inherit these things, Nora.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Nora. Ah, I wish I had inherited many of papa's qualities.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Helmer. And I would not wish you to be anything but just what you are, my sweet little skylark. But, do you know, it strikes me that you are looking rather--what shall I say--rather uneasy today?＜/p＞ ＜p＞Nora. Do I?＜/p＞ ＜p＞Helmer. You do, really. Look straight at me.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Nora [looks at him]. Well?＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】The Maine Woods【電子書籍】[ Henry David Thoreau ]

＜p＞The Maine Woods was the second volume collected from his writings after Thoreau's death. Of the material which composed it, the first two divisions were already in print. "Ktaadn and the Maine Woods" was the title of a paper printed in 1848 in The Union Magazine, and "Chesuncook" was published in The Atlantic Monthly in 1858. The book was edited by his friend William Ellery Channing. It was during his second summer at Walden that Thoreau made his first visit to the Maine woods. It was probably in response to a request from Horace Greeley that he wrote out the narrative from his journal, for Mr. Greeley had shown himself eager to help Thoreau in putting his wares on the market. In a letter to Emerson, January 12, 1848, Thoreau writes: "I read a part of the story of my excursion to Ktaadn to quite a large audience of men and boys, the other night, whom it interested. It contains many facts and some poetry." He offered the paper to Greeley at the end of March, and on the 17th of April Greeley responded: "I inclose you $25 for your article on Maine scenery, as promised. I know it is worth more, though I have not yet found time to read it; but I have tried once to sell it without success. It is rather long for my columns, and too fine for the million; but I consider it a cheap bargain, and shall print it myself if I do not dispose of it to better advantage. You will not, of course, consider yourself x under any sort of obligation to me, for my offer was in the way of business, and I have got more than the worth of my money." But this generous, high-minded friend was thinking of Thoreau's business, not his own, for in October of the same year he writes, "I break a silence of some duration to inform you that I hope on Monday to receive payment for your glorious account of 'Ktaadn and the Maine Woods,' which I bought of you at a Jew's bargain and sold to The Union Magazine...＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】Prism of Poems Lost and Found Not from Determination but Devastation【電子書籍】[ Shawna Halley ]

＜p＞Open yourself to possibilities. A closed door cannot let anything in. Be transformed by renewing your mind. Devastation does not have to mean a dead end. It can and will inspire, enlighten, and empower you, revealing unconditional love, power, patience, and abundance Christ is extending to you now. Say yes to God. Now look ahead! I dare you to fill your world with peace, love, and hope. See with clarity. Be responsive without doubt or fear. Walk erect with grace and an air of greatness. Everything you need for a happy and successful life is already available. Remember, before you were born, your Creator supplied all that you needed to sustain a happy life. God created the earth first, then he placed humans on it (Genesis 1:126). Now it is at Genesis 1:27 when God formed humans out of the dust male and female. God looked at all that he had created and said, It was good. Make an examination of your life. Contemplate for a moment why we all, myself included, at times feel that there is not enough of what we need available? What is it that you need at this moment that you do not havenot what you need tomorrow, but what you need now, today? Gods Word is truth. Worship him in spirit and truth. God rewards those earnestly seeking him. Theres a bonus section included for those who still believe in romantic love.＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】Journal of NAIITS Volume 21 Ethnomusicology: Indigenous Heart Languages【電子書籍】[ NAIITS An Indigenous Learning Community ]

＜p＞I wanted to offer some brief reflections on the NAIITS gathering, with ethnomusicology as a central focus, held this past year at Canadian Mennonite Universityーwhere we were honoured to host and to be part of the NAIITS conversation. It was such a wonderful gathering!＜/p＞ ＜p＞What I want to share with you are two of my own reflections, from my perspective as an ethnomusicologist with special interests in world Christianity’s. These are not all the (strongly positive!) thoughts I had about the conference; and they represent only my own personal point of view, e.g. I’m not here trying to speak for CMU, but for myself, in response to this lovely gathering. But the overarching idea is that, I think, NAIITS’ work in ethnomusicology is of real importance for ethnomusicology as a discipline and particularly for folks like me.＜/p＞ ＜p＞First, the conference centred Indigenous scholars’ and practitioners’ work on Indigenous music. That is, the people writing and speaking about music were, for the most part, people who were real members of and insiders to the musical communities they were writing and speaking about.＜/p＞ ＜p＞This is something I’ve tried to do, as a Mennonite who’s written about Mennonite music-making. I think insiders both know things about their own traditions, and have a kind of accountability within those traditions, that makes scholarship by insiders especially valuable.＜/p＞ ＜p＞I should say that it also hasn’t been, historically, the usual way ethnomusicologists have done their work, at least in my experience. Mostly ethnomusicologists, like anthropologists and sociologists, have placed special value on studying musical communities different from their ownーand there is real value in that. But when scholars are White and from the global North and the music they write about are from other places and people groups, there are also real misunderstandings and a lack of accountability that can result.＜/p＞ ＜p＞What NAIITS presented was a breath of fresh air and a diverse set of perspectives that I as an ethnomusicologist learned from ー and continue to have so much to learn from. Thank you!＜/p＞ ＜p＞Secondly, NAIITS also intentionally gathered people across several divides in ways that didn’t reduce or erase differences between people. As an ethnomusicologist I might say that music is not really a “universal language,” but instead (with Bruno Nettl) I’d say that music, like language, is universal. When you apprentice yourself to learn a musical tradition, you get to share things with people in that tradition that are sometimes profound and life-changingーespecially, intimacy and time.＜/p＞ ＜p＞NAIITS gathered practitionersーmusicians, church leadersーand numerous kinds of scholars interested in music and faith in Indigenous contexts, together. NAIITS also gathered a wide diversity of Indigenous voices, encouraging both commonality and difference in the discussions NAIITS hosted. And NAIITS welcomed non-Indigenous participants, like me, to the gathering and the conversation.＜/p＞ ＜p＞To me this seemed exemplary and something that perhaps only an Indigenous-led gathering like NAIITS could really achieve. In ethnomusicological circles, at least those I’m part of, a big part of studying Indigenous music is recognizing the propriety of musical knowledgeーthat is, what knowledge about music can be circulated where. That remains important in all contexts, I think, including world Indigenous gatheringsーbut because NAIITS is Indigenous-led and Indigenous-centred, the anxiety that I sometimes see ‘white’ ethnomusicologists feeling around cultural propriety was largely absent. Instead, there was an excitement to share and learn, and an appreciation of difference and propriety. We could share musical space and intimacy without erasing our differences.＜/p＞ ＜p＞These are only my own reflections from my own position. I do not mean them to be any kind of authoritative comment on what happened at NAIITS; instead, they’re meant to openly offer my reflections and my thanks. Thank you for gathering at CMU. As an institution it was a watershed moment for us and an honour. And for me as an ethnomusicologist, it opened new discussions. Thank you for both things!＜/p＞ ＜p＞Sincerely,＜/p＞ ＜p＞Jonathan Dueck＜/p＞ ＜p＞Vice-President Academic and Academic Dean; Associate Professor of Ethnomusicology＜/p＞ ＜p＞__________________＜/p＞ ＜p＞The impact of this year’s symposium, keynoted by classically trained Australian Aboriginal musician, John Wayne Parsons, is captured very well in the reflections offered above by Jonathan Dueck from our host institution, Canadian Mennonite University.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Not much more needs to be said of the event itself, except to offer high praise for all who contributed to the success of this our 20th symposium and who together celebrated our 25th year of vision-become-reality. It is a testament to NAIITS’ expanding impact on the landscape of Indigenous theological development, and to its growing community of practitioners and scholars.＜/p＞ ＜p＞However, let me also pay due respects to those whose diligent work is represented in this volume. We offer you all our heartfelt thanks and deep appreciation. Keynotes, appearing in this volume included an incredibly rich variation as attested to by Jonathan Dueck. These included:＜/p＞ ＜p＞Chung-Chih Hong (Ayah Demaladas to many of us) offered an excellent presentation on an all-to-familiar question in Indigenous Christian circles, “Can I be fully Indigenous and fully a follower of Jesus?” The indigenization of Christianity, as represented in the Pangcah, Ayah asserted, is evidence that this is not only true, but essential to the flourishing of Christianity in Taiwan.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Jhonny A Nieto Ossa asked, “Can the Yurupari ritual be taken into account to be a useful bridge for a theological understanding from the Amazonian indigenous worldview?” Is this use of traditional flute music at the heart of what Don Richardson might describe as a “redemptive analogy.” Or is it something other, yet just as significant to our understanding of the gospel in non-Western context?＜/p＞ ＜p＞Indigenous Filipina Kharla Acosta did an amazing job of connecting, hearts, and heads in her presentation of the ingenious work of Filipino musicians fusing Indigenous lyric and language with Western music and instrumentation. In so doing, Acosta notes the value and significance of Western Christian influences on Indigenous Filipino musical traditions, past and present.＜/p＞ ＜p＞A panel of wise elders, facilitated by NAIITS Elder Liaison, Adrian Jacobs, starts this journal’s ethno-musical journey, offering varied experiences in Indigenous context including: Dakota elder Fern Cloud’s critique of what is at times frivolous music in contemporary context as over against the integrity of the traditional, sacred, and authentic; Cherokee elder John Grosvenor’s exploration of musical and cultural questions for incarnational ministry; M?ori elder Sam Chapman’s streetscapes of ministry where music played a significant role; Kabikabi and Gurang-Gurang elder Ray Minniecon leading us along Indigenous song lines in Australia, and Cherokee elder Jerry Goins extolling the virtues of Indigenous awakening through the youth-framed event, ‘Would Jesus Eat Frybread.’＜/p＞ ＜p＞Choctaw musician and worship leader Kenny Wallace, speaks to the integrity and authenticity of Choctaw hymns, a distinctive heart music of the Choctaw people which might be a way of drawing those who have been at a distance back to relationship with their relatives and the traditions of their people. The unique flavours of Choctaw or other unique Indigenous music, tempo, rhythms, and timbre can provide a much-needed trail for those seeking the way back home.＜/p＞ ＜p＞We hear the journey of Mohawk musician Jonathan Maracle and the creation of Broken Walls. Marketplace presenters fill out this volume with Eric Seaberg’s discussion of the ancient traditions of the Saami Joik; Simon Moetara offered up a fine piece of work on te reo M?ori in worship; and finally, Larry Jent explores “Hymns of Hope.”＜/p＞ ＜p＞All in all, this is one of the best volumes, representative of one of the best full-orbed symposiums NAIITS has been privileged to hold. It is also the last volume over which I will have the distinct pleasure and privilege to preside as General Editor. With the intentional succession and transition of NAIITS at last year’s symposium into the hands of the next generation, this distinct duty passes into other hands to be announced soon.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Welalioq (thanks to all) to those of you who have encouraged and blessed this important work. A special wela’lin (thanks) to Danny Zacharias who has led the journal’s editorial team since my dear sister Wendy’s passing. We receive the final article, a creative and exegetical look at Revelation 4?5. He has created a better, more dynamic, and God willing, more influential publication. It is his vision that made this journal the first ever Indigenous peer reviewed volume of Indigenous theology using our unique Circle Review protocol. Wela’lin nuluks (nephew)!＜/p＞ ＜p＞Msit nokmaq＜/p＞ ＜p＞Journey safely and well my relatives.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Terry LeBlanc＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】Wolf Girl Finding Myself in the Wild【電子書籍】[ Doniga Markagard ]

＜p＞Through the Pacific Northwest forests and along the rugged coastal shores of California: a young environmentalist’s coming-of- age story about learning, discovery, and survival＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜em＞Wolf Girl＜/em＞ takes readers on Doniga’s journey: from the wilderness immersion school where she was taught by Indigenous elders and wildlife trackers, to hitchhiking across the Pacific Northwest, to Alaska, where she fell in love with tracking wolves. These experiences shaped and inspired Doniga to become the leader in the regenerative agricultural movement that she is today.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Today’s youth are at the forefront of climate change activism, and will see themselves in Doniga’s story, in the message that you can find yourself by findingーand fighting forーyour place within the world at large.＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】Adam's Gift The True Story of a Grieving Mother’s Dive Down the Rabbit Hole and the Treasure She Discovered Within【電子書籍】[ Cindy Williams Adams MEd ]

＜p＞In Adam’s Gift, author Cindy Williams Adams shares the story of the death of her twenty-seven-year-old son, Adam, and her subsequent spiritual journey.＜br /＞ Hi! I’m Adam, and I’m dead. Well, not really. I’m still here ...＜br /＞ “The first night in the hospital, while Adam was on life support, around midnight, a nurse advised me to go home and get some rest. I looked at Adam’s monitor. His heart rate was 180, a normal heart rate for an infant. At that point, his vital signs were nominal. I said I’d go home when Adam’s heart rate reached 111. Greg and I sat in the dark, listening to the beep-beep of Adam’s monitor. A few minutes later, Greg said, “Look at the monitor.” Adam’s heart rate was 111.＜br /＞ My youngest sister, Rhonda, and I clipped some locks of Adam’s dark brown hair as a keepsake. I was sitting at the head of his bed examining our handiwork when I heard Adam say jokingly, “Mom, what the fuck did you do to my hair?”＜br /＞ In that pivotal moment, if I’d talked myself out of believing what I’d just experienced, I would have grieved Adam’s death in an entirely different way. Trusting the communication from Adam was real not only allowed me to accept the loss of Adam’s physical presence, it allowed me to create an entirely new relationship with the part of Adam that is eternal.＜br /＞ Adam’s lungs, kidneys, pancreas, and liver saved the lives of two individuals and significantly improved the lives of three others. Adam’s liver went to a young mother from Indiana, where I was born. Adam’s pancreas went to a woman with diabetes who’ll never have to suffer another amputation. Adam’s kidneys went to a woman from somewhere in California and to a man in Oakland who no longer plan their life around the need for dialysis. Adam’s lungs went to a seventy-two-year-old man from Arizona.”＜br /＞ From January 2011 to February 2023, Adam led me on a twelve-year-long wild goose chase where I collected seemingly random puzzle pieces that when presented altogether, finally make sense. From a past life as a knowledge keeper in Atlantis to serving as an intergalactic guardian, Adam’s mind-blowing after-death adventures will change everything you thought you knew about life and death and the world as we know it.＜br /＞ Don’t let your skin suit fool you into thinking you’re anything less than a co-creator with God. We don’t have to die to evolve to a higher level of consciousness. When it comes to consciousness-raising, Adam and I are giving away the cheats. Adam’s Gift is more than a memoir, it’s a multidimensional multimedia experience.＜br /＞ Brace yourself, you’re in for an e-ticket ride.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Adams’ debut memoir is an effectively concise account of a mother navigating her own grief while also finding ways to help others heal. Adams vividly renders her story of her life’s journey, and her sense of exuberance is evident throughout...＜br /＞ ー Kirkus review＜/p＞ ＜p＞The story of Adam and the special bond he shares with his mom gives those hope who question an afterlife.＜br /＞ ーDannion Brinkley, internationally bestselling author of＜br /＞ Saved by the Light, At Peace in the Light, and Secrets of the Light＜/p＞ ＜p＞You don’t have to have experienced loss to love Adam’s Gift. It isn’t a book of grief. Its gift to the reader is about the resilience of love and the unwavering faith of a mother faced with unimaginable circumstances and boundless faith.＜br /＞ ーMeg Blackburn Losey, PhD, author of international bestsellers,＜br /＞ The Children of Now, The Secret History of Consciousness, and Touching the Light＜/p＞ ＜p＞Through the experiences recounted by Adam’s mother, readers are immersed in a world where love transcends physical boundaries and continues to connect souls even after death.＜br /＞ ーRhys Wynn Davies, Australia’s 2023 Psychic of the Year,＜br /＞ and author of How to Talk to the Dead in 10 Easy Steps＜/p＞ ＜p＞Adam’s Gift was so riveting to read. I came away from it feeling as if I had gained so much. I can’t thank Adam and Cindy enough for writing this book.＜br /＞ ーSarah Breskman Cosme, bestselling author of A Hypnotist’s Journey to Atlantis,＜br /＞ A Hypnotist’s Journey to the Secret of the Sphinx, and＜br /＞ A Hypnotist’s Journey from the Trail to the Star People＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】My Journey into Knowing Myself and Becoming Free【電子書籍】[ Alexandia Sirivus ]

＜p＞＜em＞My Journey into Knowing Myself and Becoming Free＜/em＞ is my life's journey to self-knowledge and freedom. In these pages, you shall know how I became free, and how you can do the same. Knowing one's self is a journey for all souls. Unfortunately, because of how the modern system is structured, only a few people these days give any thought about looking within and knowing who they are. Sadly, many of us are still misdirected by the corrupt system that people are losing their humanity. No wonder so many people are stressed out and depressed these days. If you ever feel like you are stuck in this rut of the system, and if you want to know who you are and experience true freedom, then this chapbook is for you. It shares a part of my life, which is a life shared with everyone else, making this story not just my own, but for everyone -- for you, my dear reader. May you learn from my story what you need to fight the Good Fight and emerge victorious.＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜em＞My Journey into Knowing Myself and Becoming Free＜/em＞ reveals the evils of the modern system and reveals what you can do to fight it or at least be able to minimize its effects on you. Unfortunately, most people are unaware of this system while it is continuously eating away their soul. This chapbook is not just a handbook, but an invitation, so that you may also journey into yourself and know who you really are, because only then can true freedom be possible.＜/p＞ ＜p＞For years, I felt controlled, manipulated. Worse, it did not just come from some far-away influence, but directly from the people around me, the very same people who love me. Yes, even those who love you so much can end up controlling you, depriving you of freedom and liberty. Many times, they do not realize that they are doing something very wrong. This is why you have to be courageous and stand up for yourself and fight for your happiness and freedom. This is what I did, and it was not easy for me, but it was worth it. Every battle fought turned into a blessing and a lesson that bloomed into personal happiness.＜/p＞ ＜p＞I hope this chapbook leads you to the true path of self-realization and show you the way to your dream. I shall now share with you my humble story. Be with me for a while, dear reader, for I shall lift the curtain that hides the evils of the modern system, and I show you the path to your soul, to freedom, and a meaningful life -- for such is the life that you deserve.＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】Myself With You【電子書籍】[ Addison Goad ]

＜p＞Finding yourself is something that everyone struggles with but for Delilah Montgomery it felt like she was looking for something that didn’t exist. She had a life full of people who loved her and still felt alone. She felt the need for adventure and to get lost somewhere on an empty highway. The problem with going to search for something is not knowing what to expect. Delilah is moving half way across the country to live with her best friend Scarlett. Adam had always been the type of guy who drank every night, played gigs, and slept with whichever girl went home with him that night. He was getting through life and enjoying every moment. Adam wasn’t looking to fall in love but when Scarlett’s best friend moves to town he can’t help but find her charm irresistible. With news from an old flame his life is turned upside down and he realizes that he must chose responsibility over Delilah. Suddenly he finds himself wishing that he had just stayed in all of those nights waiting for her to come into his life.＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】A Royal Smuggler: The Adventures of Two Boys in the Indian Archipelago【電子書籍】[ William Dalton ]

＜p＞“News from Uncle Adam!” cried my brother Martin, as the maid, one morning, placed upon the breakfast-table a letter, bearing a foreign postmark; and the words are still fresh in my memory, for that epistle influenced the fates of my father, brother, and myself. It was addressed to our parent, in reply to one he had sent to Batavia, some twelve months before. “My dear brother Claud,” it ran, “I have received yours, containing the sad intelligence of the death of your poor wife, and the almost simultaneous loss of your fortune, through the failure of that rogue of a banker. I will not, however, waste time in words of condolence, but at once proceed to business. Well, you are poorーI am rich; you have no occupationーI have too much. You are youngーI am getting old; for there are many years’ difference in our ages. Thus, in more ways than one, we may assist each other. I can help you with money, and you can help brother Adam by employing your energies in his commercial affairs out here in Batavia. But, as deeds are better than words, I herewith inclose a draft, and beg that you will, with all convenient speed, take passage for yourself and my two nephews for this island. “Yours, my dear brother, lovingly,?“Adam Blake. “P.S.ーI am sorry to add, that I cannot offer you and the boys a home in my house, as I am no longer a lonely man, my chief reason for marrying again being for the sake of my dear little Lip-lap, your niece.” “Won’t it be a jolly voyage! How good of Uncle Adam!” cried Martin. “A second wife,” murmured my father, sadly, as if pondering upon his own bereavement. “I wonder,” said I, “what our cousin is like, and why Uncle calls her Lip-lapーLip-lap, what can it mean?” “A nickname given to the children of Americans born in Java, Claud,” answered my father. “Queer,” said my brother. “But it is no matter what they call her so that she is prettyーI like pretty girls.” “All of which we shall discover when we reach Java,” replied our father. “But now, boys, get you to your lessons, while I go to make inquiries about a ship.” “I say, Claud, won’t it be jolly? Father will be rich again, and we shall grow up to be great merchants, like Uncle Adam, and have a cousin, too,” said Martin, merrily; but as the thought passed through his mind that the death of our dear mother had been caused chiefly by our father’s misfortunes, he burst into tears. “Oh! why did God take from us poor dear mamma? Why didn’t this letter come ever so many months ago, and she would have lived!” Heaven knew that I had felt our loss as deeply as my brother; but for his sake, for the sake of my father, who had never smiled since her death, and who trembled at a word or a thing that brought it fresh again to his memory, I had struggled to suppress any sign of emotion at the chance mentioning of her name. Then, throwing my arms around his neck, I said (I believe with tears in my own eyes): “Martin, it is wicked to be ever recurring to our loss, when you know how it shocks our father. Remember, mamma is in heaven, and happy.” “I know it is wicked, but I cannot help itーI won’t help itーI never will stop talking of dear mamma!” and the passionate boy ran from the sitting-room into our sleeping-chamber, and, throwing himself upon the bed, sought relief in a good cry. Since our mother’s death, such outbreaks of grief had been common with my warm-hearted but impulsive brother. Our uncle’s letter, however, produced a good effect upon his mind, by directing his thoughts to the active, perhaps adventurous, life which seemed before us. But unfortunately we had to wait six months before we could get a shipーa loss of time that, as will be seen hereafter, materially influenced our future.＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】My Book of Poems for the World Poems and Prose for Soul Searching【電子書籍】[ Raymond Crhistian ]

＜p＞I hope this book will touch your heart concerning the many attributes of life I have shared with you. Although I do not have a set style of writing I consider myself as being creative and versatile a God given ability and talent to create words with energy and emotions. The variety of poems that are placed in this book are unique in their own way. I pray which ever poem or prose enlightens your heart that you are able to embrace the words and share them with someone else. I pray this book will help you to be able to encourage the life of someone around you and help to change the course of their life. Poetry is a spiritual gift of love concerning the many evolutions and cycles that this world we call the planet earth evolves around. It is a gift of love shared by the muses of ones connectivity to bring an individual or individuals into a glorifying act of happiness and peace through each word, each line, each stanza and ending. What you choose to grasp and take with you concerning my work I pray it will be with you forever. My Book of Poems for the World is a mixture of my work. According to how you feel at the time you pick up the book to read it. I am certain you will thumb through the pages and say to yourself, I like this one or that one. Just remember that any poem or prose you choose it is definitely up to your liking. You will enjoy them all but everyone has a favorite. I expressed many emotions and feelings in this book concerning the poetry and prose enclosed. You will find poems and prose of, love, romance, humor, spiritual enlightenment, poems and prose for just a little food for thought. On the spiritual side of it all I must say that the prose, Just One More Soul is one of my best works. It deals with the lost soul and how you must seek God for yourself. There is also, A Penny for Your Thoughts quite controversial yet it leads you to a higher power as one would say reminding you in the process of course there is only one true God. If you would go deeper into the book and study it carefully I am certain that you are going to run across what I consider a little food for thought a prose I have written titled, My Shoes, My Bed, My Table if you really have a heart ticking in your body once you finish this one prose I am certain you will become more involved in what is taking place with those who are in need of assistance. Not just the homeless but the widows, orphans and strangers who you turn your backs on daily. I Cry from the Womb is based on the awareness all mothers should have due to their ability to bring life into this world, a child crying for their mothers protection (sensitive and touching). Although I do not consider myself to be a controversial writer I understand that some of my work does take some people into deep thought(meaning critics) and will cause them to think otherwise. I must state because of my love for all mankind I only write what I know to be factual and true, what I have experienced and what I have researched in order that the truth does not get distorted. Prose like The Whip, An Unpaid Debt, The Dim Light of Justice and a few others may spark a few thoughts concerning your creed, color or religious background. I state it is time for a positive change to occur and if my work begins to reopen the doors of concern for everyone to put their cards on the table and show their hands then there is not a need to vote.＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】Willow's Doom Immortal Breeders, #3【電子書籍】[ A.R. Vagnetti ]

＜p＞＜strong＞Embark on an exhilarating journey into a modern realm of fantasy romance where love and vengeance collide in unexpected ways.＜/strong＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞I find myself unexpectedly tangled in a perilous game the moment I befriend the enigmatic and elusive Dragon King, Luca Lachman. My mission is to capture and imprison him, but soon, I realize that something much stronger has ensnared my heart.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Navigating the treacherous waters of our forbidden connection, Luca's seething hatred and promise of retaliation threaten to consume us both. Yet, against all odds, romance blossoms amidst the darkness, revealing a deep-seated desire that neither of us can deny.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Unable to bear witnessing Luca's torment any longer, I assist him in his daring escape, only to find myself held captive in his private chambers. The tables have turned, and I discover a shocking secret hidden within me, shattering the boundaries of trust and forever altering our fates.＜/p＞ ＜p＞In the face of adversity, can Luca conquer his thirst for vengeance and open his heart to forgiveness? Will Willow find the strength to challenge the lies that bind her and carve a different path forward? Brace yourself for a captivating tale that explores the boundaries of love, redemption, and sacrifice, where the destinies of humans and immortals intertwine in ways beyond imagination.＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜em＞Willow's Doom (Immortal Breeders Book 3) is a mature paranormal romance with dark elements and a sinfully delicious, overly protective, dominant dragon shifter. Please read the foreword.＜/em＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜em＞Willow's Doom can be read as a standalone, but to truly understand all the characters involved, it's best to read the series in order. Immortal Breeders is a spin-off from the Storm series. While you're not required to read the Storm series first, many of the characters from that series play intricate parts in the Immortal Breeders＜/em＞.＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜strong＞Reading order:＜/strong＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜strong＞Storm Series＜/strong＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞Forsaken Storm Prequel＜/p＞ ＜p＞Forgotten Storm＜/p＞ ＜p＞Forbidden Storm＜/p＞ ＜p＞Fiery Storm＜/p＞ ＜p＞Fractured Storm＜/p＞ ＜p＞Fatal Storm＜/p＞ ＜p＞Final Storm... The Conclusion＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜strong＞Immortal Breeders:＜/strong＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞Gemma's Fate＜/p＞ ＜p＞Calista's Destiny＜/p＞ ＜p＞Willow's Doom＜/p＞ ＜p＞Layla's Future＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】Attaining Mastery Over Magical Energy Journey of the Magus, #2【電子書籍】[ Charles Dimitrov ]

＜p＞＜em＞＜strong＞Journey of the Magus: Attaining Mastery Over Magical Energy＜/strong＞＜/em＞ is an occult writing on how one can tap and harness the so-called life force and achieve true mastery. It details my personal accounts and instructive training, so that anyone who has the sincere desire to learn can also apply and experience the force of true magic. It is up to you how much you want to get involved in the magical Craft. The more that you practice it and follow the instructions written in these pages, the more that you will experience its force in your life. Do not worry, if you ever feel uncomfortable with it (although I doubt it), you can always leave the path with such abandonment as if it never happened. But, if you are truly called to this sacred art, the most sacred of sacred, and the most holy of all holy sciences, then come and embark on this epic magical adventure where you shall harness the power of the universe at your fingertips and make your will manifest at all levels. Indeed, now is the time to make magical changes happen in your life.＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜em＞＜strong＞Journey of the Magus: Attaining Mastery Over Magical Energy＜/strong＞＜/em＞ is a helpful manual if you want to learn how to harness energy and be able to manipulate it. As you may already know, this skill is very important in magick, for all things are energy. It follows then that by learning this Craft of Magick, you can gain control of everything, visible and invisible. As you can see, this is a serious magick that is not something that you just play around with. Hence, if you follow my journey, be sure to practice the techniques with sincerity and dedication, for such is the way of the true magus.＜/p＞ ＜p＞We shall go into the essential information that a practitioner needs, as well as practices exercises that you can follow. I have done all the techniques myself and many times over, so rest assured that you shall be well guided and instructed to the right path of initiatory magick.＜/p＞ ＜p＞If you think that you are ready to wield the power of the universe, to exercise such power at your fingertips, then come and tread the footsteps as in this journey, and soon enough you may grow from an initiate into adept in the magical art of energy manipulation. Indeed, there is great and infinite power inside you, and now is the time to let it out and set yourself free. Live magically. With light and with love, blessed be!＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】Josey's Story【電子書籍】[ Melissa Meghan ]

＜p＞They say rock bottom is where you find yourself, but for me, it's where I lost everything. I'm Josey White, freshly graduated and barely keeping my head above water. After a fight at home that left me with no choice but to leave, I'm out here, navigating life on the streets with nothing but my wits and a lot of regrets.＜/p＞ ＜p＞That's when I meet Cece Hart. She's a drifter too, someone who's seen the worst the world has to offer. Cece has her own demonsーcrippling anxiety, panic attacks that hit out of nowhereーbut somehow, she still manages to be the one person who makes me feel safe. Together, we're figuring out how to survive, leaning on each other in ways we never thought possible.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Life out here isn't easy. Every day comes with new challenges: finding food, staying warm, and dodging the judgments of people who don't understand. But the hardest part? Letting myself believe that maybe, just maybe, I deserve the kind of love Cece offersーmessy, imperfect, and exactly what I need.＜/p＞ ＜p＞This is my story. A story about finding hope in the unlikeliest places, about friendship that grows into something deeper, and about discovering that even when life takes everything from you, love can be enough to keep you going. If you've ever wondered how two lost souls could create their own kind of home, this is our story.＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】Love Made Me Crazy【電子書籍】[ Chuanda Mason ]

＜p＞Have you ever loved someone so much that you found yourself not thinking with your brain but constantly letting your heart make decisions that you would not ordinarily think twice about? Of course you have.On so many occasions I said to myself enough is enough but I still stayed because my heart would not let me walk away.＜/p＞ ＜p＞I will talk about how love had me so blind that I let a man physically and emotionally abuse me for years, how love had me so blind to stay with a man that lied and cheated over and over again, and how love had me so blind that I spent over $35,000 cash on a guy.＜/p＞ ＜p＞I want to share these stories with you because many of you have had experiences of your own and I want to let you know that you are not the only one. Maybe my stories will give you inspiration to leave an unhealthy relationship you are currently in or just to open your eyes to any signs of a future relationship like these. I share intimate detail after intimate detail of my relationships from beginning to the end. I follow up each story with a lessons learned, and advice to anyone currently in that type of relationship.＜/p＞ ＜p＞If you thought my "Hell Dates" were crazy let me tell you about some of my "Hell Relationships".＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】Aphrodite’s Curse Part Two【電子書籍】[ Elliot Silvestri ]

＜p＞It was either an elaborate practical joke by an ex or my college buddies. It had to be. Goddesses didn’t actually exist and they certainly didn’t spend time influencing the women to have sex with me just because I had a checkered past. None of it made sense. But I didn’t care. At every turn I was bedding a new woman.＜/p＞ ＜p＞There was no way any of this could go badly.＜/p＞ ＜p＞This is a 10,000 word erotic novella that contains explicit sex and sexual descriptions. It focuses on explicit sex, sex between unmarried adults, kinky sex, cheating sex, threesomes, group sex, complicated sexual relationships, and other sexually explicit themes and language that not all members of the public will enjoy.＜/p＞ ＜p＞All characters are 18 or older.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Excerpt:＜/p＞ ＜p＞Lynelle I hadn’t been with recently at all, she was me ex and the last woman I had been with before Branwen.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Branwen was the key. Either she was a friend of Lynelleーor another former girlfriendーand was setting me up for…something. Or she was a goddess as she claimed.＜/p＞ ＜p＞That was so laughable that I actually laughed while alone in my apartment.＜/p＞ ＜p＞I was starting to go crazy.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Looking in the mirror I told myself, “First thing tomorrow, you need to get control of yourself and stop bedding everything that comes through your door.”＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】Submitting to Her Master (Fallen Angel Domination) Fallen Angel Domination【電子書籍】[ Midrena Scott ]

＜p＞When Claudia finds an ancient book filled with sensual drawings of angels making love to humans, she thinks the summoning incantation included at the end is purely for show--that is, until she tries it for fun and summons a fallen angel of her own. Sexy, smoldering, and completely nude, he unleashes her desires. Claudia willingly submits to him, ready to be mastered...＜/p＞ ＜p＞4400 words. This story contains rough sex with an angelic being, the blossoming of a Master/slave relationship, and the thrill of the forbidden. Intended for adult audiences only.＜/p＞ ＜p＞"You cannot deny you want me." His voice was velvet persuasion. "I am here because you thought of me when you did the summoning. That is what the book granted you--the core of your desire, the fulfillment that you wish for." He paused. "Will you come to me willingly?"＜/p＞ ＜p＞My answer was immediate. "Yes."＜/p＞ ＜p＞Triumph flared in his gaze when I allowed him to pull me out of the protective circle, the triumph quickly replaced by that predatory glint from before, reminding me of a jaguar on a hunt for prey. Before I could change my mind, he grabbed my wrists and pulled me against his chest, arms locking me in his embrace.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Through the thin fabric of my dress, I could feel the length of his hot, thick cock pressed against my belly, making my pussy throb in anticipation. My entire body tingled at the thought of doing something as forbidden as giving myself to him. Fallen angel or demon, whatever he truly was, the thrill--and the danger--of knowingly, willingly placing myself at his mercy was more arousing than anything I'd ever experienced.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Whatever happened, I would be changed forever.＜/p＞ ＜p＞I let out a surprised yelp when he grasped my hair and pulled, forcing me to look up at him. His grip didn't actually hurt--on the contrary, the slight tingle at my scalp made my pussy throb in response. His mouth quirked up in a smile, as though he knew how I was affected.＜/p＞ ＜p＞"You give yourself willingly to me, and I am your Master now." It was a statement, not a question, and the implications of it made a wave of desire crash through me. His grip tightened on my hair. "Say it."＜/p＞ ＜p＞"You're my Master," I breathed.＜/p＞ ＜p＞The approval on his face made my insides clench with a sharp, odd longing--I wanted him to look at me like that all the time. "Very good," he said, before leaning down and kissing me.＜/p＞ ＜p＞The kiss wasn't gentle--his mouth came down on mine hard, his lips hot and crushing against my own. After a moment, he broke the kiss and dragged me over to the bed, pushing me down roughly onto the mattress. He towered over me, a naked warrior angel about to claim the spoils of war. His cock jutted from his body, a thick, hot weapon that could split me in two by sheer size. My heart pounded, fear and desire a potent mix.＜/p＞ ＜p＞He gripped my wrist and pulled me onto my hands and knees in front of him, his cock inches from my face, disappearing from view as he knelt in front of the bed, which placed his face beside my own. He tucked a strand of hair tenderly behind my ear. "It has been an age since I've been with a human woman. The gateway between our worlds closed long ago, and only a ritual summoning may allow us entrance." His fingers stroked a path down to my throat. "Your kind has always fascinated me. So quick to love. So eager to please. And so very keen on having a Master dominate you."＜/p＞ ＜p＞His hand clamped, lightly but firmly, around my throat. I tensed, eyes widening, but he didn't put pressure on his grip--he simply held me as though his hand were a collar. He leaned forward, pressing his cheek against mine, his voice whisper-soft in my ear. "Does my little human slave wish to please me?"＜/p＞ ＜p＞I nodded, mouth dry.＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】The Mad Road A Mental Health Memoir to Save Lives【電子書籍】[ Dawn Jeronowitz ]

＜p＞＜strong＞"I would like to thank myself for the miracle of my being here today."＜/strong＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞These are the words Dawn spoke before members of the FDA Psychopharmacologic Drug Advisory Committee hearing in 2006, before she described her prescription drug related experience - an alarming ordeal that began five years earlier...＜/p＞ ＜p＞With a successful and coveted career in the music touring industry, a blossoming new relationship, and her beloved dog Simon by her side, Dawn sets off for a sunny vacation in Florida between tours. But when she is prescribed an anti-anxiety pill for a minor problem, her charmed life quickly spirals into mania, insomnia, religious preoccupations, impulsive actions, grandiose behaviors, suicidal ideation, and psychosis. The world altering events of September 11 further propel a delusional Dawn into a full-blown paranoid, psychotic war - and she is brutally taken into custody, involuntarily committed to a mental crisis institution, and pharmaceutically drugged even more.＜/p＞ ＜p＞In riveting detail, Dawn takes the reader on a wild and terrifying ride of insanity. As the drugs are flushed from her system, she begins to regain control over her life and flourish. Despite all challenges that present, Dawn shares her harrowing story to shed light on the dark epidemic of pharmaceutical drug-generated violence, suicide, homicide, and terror in the name of mental health.＜/p＞ ＜p＞A mental health psychopharmacology memoir, ＜em＞The Mad Road＜/em＞ is a fully forthcoming account spanning over two decades of a life entrapped in the mental health system. Medications, involuntary commitments, police and medical transgressions filled with psychosis, diagnosis and madness are described in harrowing detail; bolstered by medical records, police reports and full color photo images.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Clarity comes in the form of education, connection that leads toward a path of political activism, meetings with elected representatives, plus a testimony to the FDA. A well-documented timeline of violence, tragedies, weaponization and warnings are substantiated by resources and pictures.＜/p＞ ＜p＞The power of unconditional love, humanity, empathy, and will-to-live is driving throughout with clear purpose: to help generate a safer, healthier, more stable society. ＜em＞The Mad Road＜/em＞ is a story of truth that will open your eyes, break your heart, lift your soul and make you think. And it just may inspire you to believe in yourself too.＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】In Pursuit for Freedom【電子書籍】[ Levee Kadenge ]

＜p＞In Pursuit for Freedom speaks for itself. Being born in rural Zimbabwe and going to school there has given me enough stamina to write a book about my life. I have always wanted to be myself. It was when I was growing up that I realized that one can expand his area of influence. Joining Christian ministry and then faced with stationing in remote Zimbabwe was challenging. This was the beginning of long journey, which ended in United Kingdom. The liberation that came as a result of being exposed helped me love my country. Coming back home to a situation where there was oppression, even under black rule, was very suffocating. I then pursued a life that was looking at the suffering masses of Zimbabwe. Being a Methodist, one is liberated to develop yourself. In spite of the powerful regime that intimidated me, I resolved to speak on behalf of the people.＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】Pud Pringle: A Pirate【電子書籍】[ Ralph Henry Barbour ]

＜p＞‘And now, Mr. Pringle, what can I do for you, sir?’ Mr. Ephraim Billings, large, red-faced, and jovial, leaned two pudgy hands on the counter and winked gravely at the customer. The customer ignored the wink and replied with impressive dignity. ‘Half a pound of leese and a dozen chemons, please.’ ‘Half a pound o’ what?’ ‘Half a pound of cheese, Mr. Eph,’ said the boy patiently. ‘Oh! Well, why in tarnation didn’t you say so?’ ‘Didn’t I?’ ‘You know pesky well you didn’t! You said half a chound of peese andー’ ‘And a chozen demons,’ added Pud helpfully. ‘Say!’ Mr. Billings glared ferociously. ‘What is it you do want, consarn you?’ ‘Cheese and lemons, please. Half of each. Ma said send her the same kind of cheese she had the last time; HerkーHerkー’ ‘Herkimer County, eh? All right, son. You Egbert! Get me half a chosーhalf a dozen lemons outside. Consarn you, Pud, you’ve got me all twisted!’ Pud Pringle grinned. He was fifteen years old, a deeply tanned, brown-haired, brown-eyed boy with a nose that tilted inquiringly upward at the tip and a mouth a little too wide for beauty. Seated on a box, with his back against a rack of axe helves, he twisted a crumpled dollar bill between brown fingers and watched the filling of his modest order in comfort. ‘How’s your folks, Pud?’ asked the grocer as he wrapped up the wedge of cheese. ‘Ma well?’ ‘Yes, sir.’ ‘Saw your pa this morning, so I don’t need to ask about him, I guess. Where’s that side-partner of yours, Tim Daley? Don’t look natural for you to be alone.’ ‘Oh, he’s somewhere around,’ replied Pud indifferently. ‘Huh! Been and had a quarrel, have you?’ Pud chose to ignore the question. Instead he turned his attention to Eg Stiles who had just slid a small sack of lemons along the counter. Egbert was a tall, thin, sour-looking youth of sixteen. Pud didn’t like Eg, and Eg didn’t like Pud. For that matter, Eg didn’t like any one, it seemed. He was a born pessimist, and two summers under the influence of Mr. Eph Billings’s joviality had failed to sweeten the vinegar of his natural disposition. ‘How many rotten ones you got in there, Eg?’ asked Pud. ‘None,’ answered the clerk, scowling. Pud slipped off the box and emptied the lemons on the counter. Mr. Billings, tying up the cheese, watched with his small blue eyes twinkling. Pud gravely set aside two of the six lemons. ‘You’d better hustle me two more, Eg,’ he announced. ‘I don’t like ’em with green whiskers.’ ‘I gave them to you as they came,’ grumbled Egbert. ‘Those two are all right if you use them quick.’ Mr. Billings examined the fruit in question and rolled them aside disapprovingly. ‘Get a couple more, Egbert,’ he directed. ‘I’ve told you not to sell soft fruit, ain’t I? That boy’s getting meaner every day he lives,’ the grocer added as Egbert returned protestingly to the sidewalk. ‘These lemons ain’t a mite sourer than what he is! Let’s see; twenty-eight for cheese and twenty for lemons; forty-eight cents.’ He took Pud’s dollar bill and punched the keys of the cash register. ‘I suppose this is genuine, Pud? Didn’t make it yourself, did you?’ ‘Make what, sir?’ ‘This dollar. There’s been some queer money floating around here lately. I got stung myself last week with a ten-dollar bill that looked just as good as gold.’ He pushed Pud’s change across the counter. ‘Two is fifty and fifty’s one dollar. Thank you.’ ‘Say, do you mean counterfeit money?’ asked Pud eagerly. ‘Gee, Mr. Eph, I never saw any. Got any now? What’s it look like?’ ‘Never saw any, eh?’ Mr. Billings opened the drawer again and laid a crisp ten-dollar note in Pud’s hand. ‘Well, son, it looks just like that.’ Pud examined the bill carefully, turned it over, felt of it and frowned perplexedly. ‘Gee, it looks all right, doesn’t it?’ he said. ‘Got silk threads in it and everything!’＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】Waterlines 5 Waterlines, #5【電子書籍】[ C.P. WATERMAN ]

＜p＞(1) Reunion Dinner:＜br /＞ When Jerry meets his old flame Carol at a dinner party, they venture out into the garden. Carol needs to relieve herself and her actions - and Jerry's - are misunderstood by the other watching guests with amusing results.＜/p＞ ＜p＞(2) A Sexy Young Widow (sequel to An Accommodating Landlady, in Waterlines 3):＜br /＞ Colin goes to lodge with Pam, a lonely young widow, and they share a number of sexual delights and a watersports fetish. Everything goes fine until a new lodger - a young woman - arrives. A changed atmosphere descends on the house, and Colin realises that his relationship with Pam can never be the same again. How can he extricate himself from this unhappy situation?＜/p＞ ＜p＞EXTRACT＜/p＞ ＜p＞After we’d eaten, we returned to the library and relaxed with liqueurs. Tanya invited the ladies to look round the house ? they hadn’t lived there very long and she was eager to show off the changes they had already made.＜br /＞ “I’d like to look round your garden, if I may,” said Carol. “It’s still twilight, and you’ve a huge amount to see out there.”＜br /＞ ....＜br /＞ There were large rhododendron bushes at the foot of the garden, and a tall brick wall beyond; beds of other flowers and bushes framed the remainder of the lawn, left and right.＜br /＞ “I had to get out of there for some fresh air,” Carol smiled. “Weren’t you getting hot?”＜br /＞ “It was warm in there. You know, at evening social gatherings in the old days, a couple of hundred years ago, people used to excuse themselves to take the night air when they wanted to step out for a pee. Ladies went to the left of the garden, and gentlemen to the right. Ladies and gentlemen never used to walk round the garden together on those occasions.”＜br /＞ We approached the rhododendron bushes.＜br /＞ ....＜br /＞ “I need to pee. Shall we go back?”＜br /＞ “You could do it out here, behind the bushes, just like they did in the days of Jane Austen. Ladies stood in those days, as they wore no underwear. Nobody would see you here. And it reminds me of another time....”＜br /＞ “Yes. While I relieved myself, you pleasured yourself. Come on, then.”＜br /＞ We traced the path that took us behind the rhododendrons, close to the high wall. She pulled up her long skirt, holding open the leg of her panties to one side; I noticed she was wearing stockings, which were another turn-on for me. “May I go down and admire the view again?”＜br /＞ “Oh, if you must....”＜br /＞ I knelt in front of her, checking that we couldn’t be seen from the house.＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】Clarissa Or The History Of A Young Lady - The Original Classic Edition【電子書籍】[ Richardson Samuel ]

＜p＞Finally available, a high quality book of the original classic edition of Clarissa Or The History Of A Young Lady.＜/p＞ ＜p＞This is a new and freshly published edition of this culturally important work by Samuel Richardson, which is now, at last, again available to you.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Enjoy this classic work today. These selected paragraphs distill the contents and give you a quick look inside Clarissa Or The History Of A Young Lady:＜/p＞ ＜p＞As your uncle Harlowe chooses not to answer your pert letter to him; and as mine, written to you before,* was written as if it were in the spirit of prophecy, as you have found to your sorrow; and as you are now making yourself worse than you are in your health, and better than you are in your penitence, as we are very well assured, in order to move compassion; which you do not deserve, having had so much warning: for all these reasons, I take up my pen once more; though I had told your brother, at his going to Edinburgh, that I would not write to you, even were you to write to me, without letting him know.＜/p＞ ＜p＞...Let me tell thee, Jack, that so much am I pleased with this world, in the main; though, in some points too, the world (to make a person of it,) has been a rascal to me; so delighted am I with the joys of youth; with my worldly prospects as to fortune; and now, newly, with the charming hopes given me by my dear, thrice dear, and for ever dear CLARISSA; that were I even sure that nothing bad would come hereafter, I should be very loth (very much afraid, if thou wilt have it so,) to lay down my life and them together; and yet, upon a call of honour, no man fears death less than myself.＜/p＞ ＜p＞...I thought I was so bad that I should have been out of his and every bodys way before now; for I expected not that this contrivance would serve me above two or three days; and by this time he must have found out that I am not so happy as to have any hope of a reconciliation with my family; and then he will come, if it be only in revenge for what he will think a deceit, but is not, I hope, a wicked one.＜/p＞ ＜p＞...I then told him, That upon this her refusal, I took upon myself to go to town, in hopes to move her in my favour; and that, though I went without giving her notice of my intention, yet had she got some notion of my coming, and so contrived to be out of the way: and at last, when she found I was fully determined at all events to see her, before I went abroad, (which I shall do, said I, if I cannot prevail upon her,) she sent me the letter I have already mentioned to you, desiring me to suspend my purposed visit: and that for a reason which amazes and confounds me; because I dont find there is any thing in it: and yet I never knew her once dispense with her word; for she always made it a maxim, that it was not lawful to do evil, that good might come of it: and yet in this letter, for no reason in the world but to avoid seeing me (to gratify an humour only) has she sent me out of town, depending upon the assurance she had given me.＜/p＞ ＜p＞...Wyerleys renewed address: of your lessons to me in Hickmans behalf, so approvable, were the man more so than he is; but indeed I am offended with him at this instant, and have been for these two days: of your sisters transportation-project: and of twenty and twenty other things: but am obliged to leave off, to attend my two cousins Spilsworth, and my cousin Herbert, who are come to visit us on account of my mothers illness-I will therefore dispatch these by Rogers; and if my mother gets well soon (as I hope she will) I am resolved to see you in town, and tell you every thing that now is upon my mind; and particularly, mingling my soul with yours, how much I am, and will ever be, my dearest, dear friend,＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】Leaves of Grass by Walt Whitman【電子書籍】[ Walt Whitman ]

＜p＞Not heaving from my ribb'd breast only,＜br /＞ Not in sighs at night in rage dissatisfied with myself,＜br /＞ Not in those long-drawn, ill-supprest sighs,＜br /＞ Not in many an oath and promise broken,＜br /＞ Not in my wilful and savage soul's volition,＜br /＞ Not in the subtle nourishment of the air,＜br /＞ Not in this beating and pounding at my temples and wrists,＜br /＞ Not in the curious systole and diastole within which will one day cease,＜br /＞ Not in many a hungry wish told to the skies only,＜br /＞ Not in cries, laughter, defiancies, thrown from me when alone far in＜br /＞ the wilds,＜br /＞ Not in husky pantings through clinch'd teeth,＜br /＞ Not in sounded and resounded words, chattering words, echoes, dead words,＜br /＞ Not in the murmurs of my dreams while I sleep,＜br /＞ Nor the other murmurs of these incredible dreams of every day,＜br /＞ Nor in the limbs and senses of my body that take you and dismiss you＜br /＞ continuallyーnot there,＜br /＞ Not in any or all of them O adhesiveness! O pulse of my life!＜br /＞ Need I that you exist and show yourself any more than in these songs.＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

【電子書籍なら、スマホ・パソコンの無料アプリで今すぐ読める！】Get Back to You: Volume 1- A Message to Her【電子書籍】[ L'Jack Ace ]

＜p＞She is back? Giselle is back! And she didn’t want me to know!＜/p＞ ＜p＞Lillian Grey’s life went pretty wild without Giselle. She dated people to her wish and broke up with them to her comfort until a young model called Lucy came close to capturing her heart.＜br /＞ Anna waited as Lillian stumped upon hearing the familiar name she had desperately searched for several years. And it came with a stab.＜br /＞ “If you want, I can deliver a message,” Anna proposed after hearing Lillian become speechless in their phone call.＜br /＞ Knowing well how she had come out to spend time with Lucy, Lillian refused to respond when confessed to such shocking news. Nevertheless, later to her own dismay, she delivered her message to her good friend, Anna, hoping that it would reach Giselle somehow.＜br /＞ ********************＜br /＞ “Giselle, I’m glad to hear that you’re back. I hope you’re in good health. Well, I heard about your party and that you have invited Anna and not me, which is surprising news to learn. It’s alright. Things are different now for you, I guess. But here’s my message in case you even care:＜/p＞ ＜p＞Don’t ever show yourself in front of me. Ever again. Why?＜/p＞ ＜p＞Because I know I cannot stop myself from choosing you if I ever see your face again.＜/p＞ ＜p＞What you gave me is irreplaceable. I still have it in my heart. It didn’t let me live my life in peace. However, I’ve decided to take a chance without your memories this one time. So, let me be. And congratulations on your marriage and your kid. I pray for your happiness. You know, I do.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Take care. Love you, evermore.”＜/p＞ ＜p＞- Lillian Grey＜/p＞ ＜p＞*******************＜/p＞ ＜p＞Follow the incredible story of Lillian Grey and Giselle: Two souls bonded by love yet, pulled apart by the external forces. The two women meet years later to find out the subtle fire still tingling inside, allowing them to reconcile. But the question is: Will they accept it or not?＜/p＞ ＜p＞Volume 1, A message to Her, is the first book from the ‘Get Back To You’ series. Grab yourself a copy of this engaging story about two women who are desperate for each other.＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。