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THE ETERNAL FIGHT BETWEEN GOOD AND EVIL… The brave Jedi vs the devious Sith! Just in time to celebrate the highly-anticipated re-match between Obi-Wan Kenobi and Darth Vader in the Disney+ event Obi-Wan Kenobi, here are ten original stories about the the valiant Jedi and the evil Sith...

Have you ever wondered why the ancient secrets of wealth creation are still the most effective strategies for financial freedom today? George S. Clason's The Richest Man in Babylon is an inspiring masterpiece of personal finance. Through engaging parables set in the cradle of civilization, this audiobook demystifies money management and offers a clear path to prosperity.

This audiobook is narrated by an AI Voice. Two beloved sleuths. Two unforgettable dogs. One compelling mystery collection. In the third collaboration between Neil S. Plakcy and Joanna Campbell Slan, two fan-favorite worlds come together in a pair of twist-filled novellas where instinct—both...

I kill bloodsuckers for a living. The job should be simple—capture the target and collect the money. But when I draw my enemy out in the open, I’m blindsided by his mesmerizing green eyes and snarky wit. Sam Mason is the type of vampire my mom warned me about—the kind who will seduce you with his easy smile and arrogant charm. Yet, I know better. The Vampire Navy SEAL oozes mayhem and sex appeal. Sam’s deadly swagger puts me on edge and sets my nerves on fire. If I mess with him, he’ll annihilate me in a second. That thrills and terrifies me at the same time.

Four years ago, Ruslan Baranov destroyed the woman who loved him. He sent his own wife to prison for a crime she never committed. The brutality she suffered there stole her voice… and even her hearing. But prison was only the beginning. On the day she was released, Ruslan's enemies abducted...

Some Business Books Teach You How to Win. This One Teaches You What Winning Actually Means. Bill Barrett’s father grew up poor in the Bronx, worked as a janitor, and spent eight years earning his college degree while supporting a family. He pulled all-nighters not because he loved the grind, but because he loved the people counting on him. And when he passed away, a retired client drove three and a half hours to the funeral, not out of obligation, but because that relationship had meant something real. That’s what authentic success looks like.

Why do some people build lasting wealth while others work their entire lives and still struggle to get ahead? In The Richest Man in Babylon, George S. Clason uses memorable stories from ancient Babylon to explain simple principles for earning, saving, investing, avoiding debt, and building financial security. At the center of the book is Arkad, a poor scribe who becomes the richest man in Babylon by learning to keep part of what he earns, control his expenses, protect his savings, and put his money to work.

I inherited forty acres of Louisiana bayou from a great-aunt I met once. She looked at me across a diner table when I was eleven and said: you'll do. Twenty-six years old and I still don't know what she was asking. The land came with conditions. A blood tithe, paid at the last hard frost. A boundary that has to be walked. And four creatures who have been keeping this property for over a century, waiting for someone with Vauclain blood to come home and pay what's owed. The one in the house has been here since before the house.

In the new economy, only a select few will gain and keep membership in the elite sales fraternity enjoying the top incomes, the greatest security, the most independence and power, and the highest status. And, who better to show you how to get in than millionaire-maker Dan Kennedy.

Lily, you predictable perv. I knew you'd open this email faster if I tempted you with a glimpse of JT's "PP". Well, put your pants back on and grab some bubbly because I have much better news to share. I got a job! As of tomorrow, I'll be the new executive assistant at Lorena Lefray Designs. I am so excited, but there's one itty bitty problem: I won't be Lorena's assistant. I'll be working for her older brother, Julian.

A masterly new recording by Ralph Fiennes. Four Quartets is the culminating achievement of T. S. Eliot's career as a poet. While containing some of the most musical and unforgettable passages in 20th-century poetry, its four parts, 'Burnt Norton', 'East Coker', 'The Dry Salvages' and 'Little Gidding', present a rigorous meditation on the spiritual, philosophical and personal themes which preoccupied the author.

With Olympic tryouts on the horizon, the last thing 19-year-old Kinsley Bryant needs to add to her plate is Liam Wilder. He's a professional soccer player, America's favorite bad-boy, and has all the qualities of a skilled panty-dropper. A face that makes girls weep - check. Abs that can shred Parmesan cheese (the expensive kind) - check. Enough confidence to shift the earth's gravitational pull - double check. Not to mention Liam is strictly off limits. Forbidden. Her coaches have made that perfectly clear.

Der Löwe Aslan -- Herrscher von Narnia -- hat einen besonderen Auftrag für Eustachius und Jill. Die beiden sollen den verschollenen Thronfolger Prinz Rilian suchen. Geschöpfe, von deren Existenz sie bisher nicht einmal etwas ahnten, helfen ihnen dabei -- oder bringen sie in größte Gefahr. Mit einem tapferen Moorwackler gelangen sie in die Unterwelt Narnias, wo ihnen ein Kampf auf Leben und Tod bevorsteht...

My hook-up for the night wasn’t supposed to be my long-time hockey rival, but here he is. I’m too worked up to let him go home without having a taste. One little bite of that smart mouth is mine for the taking after how many times he’s broken my nose. How was I supposed to know that I’d crave Alderchuck with the desperation of a starved man? I’m always one bad day from an explosion, but since I hooked up with Alderchuck, my body’s constantly on fire. I’m thinking about things I haven’t in a long time. He’s dredged years of buried torment to the surface. The cure? Alderchuck.

I bit a vampire. I sank my teeth right into his flesh and drew blood, and I liked it. Now, I’m craving it as if I’m a creature of the night. I’m far from it. My family has been hunting bloodsuckers for centuries. So it comes as a horrifying shock when my aunt catches me licking blood off a knife like its cake batter. Panicking, she calls someone who she thinks can help me. Little does she know that dangling me like a carrot to formidable Sam Mason has consequences no one is prepared for, especially me.

The first novella set in the universe of James S. A. Corey's epic Captive's War series. Humanity's war is eternal, spread across the galaxy and the ages. Humanity's best hope to end the endless slaughter is the Livesuit forces. Soldiers meld their bodies to the bleeding edge technology, becoming...

I caught her staring at me from across the quad, eyes fixed on the football jersey stretched across my wide chest. And if I flexed my muscles, showing off the strength of a defensive tackle, it was just to see her blush. And then she did, and I couldn’t get her out of my mind. Her wide eyes. The freckles on her cheeks. I needed to know her. The girl who scampered away every time we bumped into each other—by accident and by design.

I fell in love with Beckett when I was 7. He broke my heart when I was 15. When I was 18, I promised myself I’d forget about him. And I did. For a dozen years. But now he’s back home. Here. In Darling Lake. And I don’t know if I should give in to the temptation swirling between us or run the other way.

Nicholas Hunt is the man I hate. For good reason. His opinion of me is tainted by prejudice even before my arrival at his grandmother’s estate, and my first impression of him is just as abysmal. His arrogance and icy demeanor make it clear that he’s the type of man who’s best handled at a distance. Fortunately, space shouldn’t be an issue inside this Gilded Age mansion and its lush gardens. If I stick with the servants and he keeps to his sailboat, we should hardly cross paths at all. Unfortunately, at Rosethorn, I find that all roads eventually lead to Nicholas Hunt.

My trip to Mexico for my cousin's wedding was only supposed to be a few days of obligation and oceanside. I wasn't expecting Luke. Wasn't expecting the hot hockey player, with the smirks and the tattoos, who kept bumping into me. And I certainly wasn't expecting to spend a night on the beach, under the stars, underneath him. It was magical, but I thought it would end there. Instead, we exchanged numbers and stayed in touch. So when Luke invited me to watch him play in Vegas, I went. And it was great. Until we woke up the next morning and found the wedding certificate in my pocket.