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A wicked fusion of Beauty and the Beast and Anastasia — this spicy, enemies-to-lovers fantasy is packed with scorching chemistry, feral tension, and betrayals that cut to the bone. Ana was never meant to survive. Born without magic in a world ruled by it, she’s spent her life caged, hunted and used as a pawn. Until the day the truth came out. She isn’t powerless —she’s the lost heir to the throne. And after her parents’ brutal murder, the crown is hers. But fate is merciless. A celestial fire awakens inside Ana, a magic unlike any other. It hungers. It destroys.

Not since Betty Eadie's Embraced by the Light has a personal account of a near-death experience been so utterly different from most others - or nearly as compelling. In the 30 years since Raymond Moody's Life After Life appeared, a familiar pattern of NDEs has emerged: suddenly floating over one's own body, usually in a hospital setting, then a sudden hurtling through a tunnel of light toward a presence of love. Not so in Howard Storm's case.

Unheimliches für die dunkle Jahreszeit: Die neue Hörbuch-Playlist für schaurige Stunden. Mit Geschichten von Edward Lytton-Bulwer, Alexander Puschkin, F. Scott Fitzgerald, Fjodor Dostojewski, Gustave Flaubert, H. G. Wells, E. T. A. Hoffmann, Nikolai Gogol, Theodor Storm, Stefan Zweig...

Penguin presents the unabridged, downloadable, audiobook edition of Agent Storm: My Life Inside al-Qaeda by Morten Storm with Tim Lister and Paul Cruckshanks. Read by Neil Shah. He was the Western convert who would plunge deep inside al-Qaeda. He named his first son Osama after 9/11 and became a...

They say what doesn't kill you makes you stronger. So what happens when you actually die and come back? Hazel Blackwood's "till death do us part" came early when her werewolf fiancé strangled her and tossed her in a grave—but saving herself for six feet of dirt wasn't the afterlife she signed...

He had been the governor for nine hours, and two of those hours had been a nap. Edmund Hale was a mid-tier game designer in Toronto. He died on a Tuesday. He woke up on a Wednesday in someone else's body, in someone else's coat, in someone else's office, holding someone else's seal of authority over a sun-blasted British outpost called Saint Caro. The fort is undermanned. The garrison is half drunk. The treasury is a polite fiction. Three pirate captains want the harbor. A French squadron wants the island. A tax commissioner from London wants Edmund's head on a writ.

What are spiritual gifts? Storms has spent several decades teaching on the topic of the spiritual gifts and equipping believers in the faithful practice of God's gifts. Yet there remains a great deal of confusion about the nature of the gifts and how they best function in the body of Christ. In...

Life as a peasant farmer was boring, to say the least. Was I really wrong to distract myself with the mayor’s daughter? She certainly didn’t mind. Of course, the mayor did, and now I’ve been exiled to some dark, distant forest on the other side of the continent. What do you do when your entire village betrays you? Start plotting your revenge, of course. After saving a beautiful woman’s life and nearly getting beaten to death for it, I became the proud owner of a castle core, the central power of every village. The best part? Every woman I marry gains a similar boost in power.

Jake works at the newest, and technically oldest, excavation site in America. As a janitor. Not quite an archeology major’s wet dream. But then an ancient Pillar awakens, and Jake switches lives with a doppelganger in another world. This world’s Jake happens to be a top prospect at the magical Aether Academy… and a servant of a dark God who expects repayment for his boon.

I've lived in the mud quarter my entire life, watching as the fireguards came every five years to select the prettiest girls to go to the Seat to start new lives. They get it all: husbands, houses without a speck of dirt, and enough food that hunger wasn't a constant pain in your belly. This year, it's my turn. The dragon that forces our kingdom to cower under our magnificent dome and hide behind stone walls hasn't shown any signs of leaving.

Wyle and his adventuring band of beautiful ladies settle in to their new home. Their town has a new name, new residents, shops, allies, and more! When a domineering Noble Ranger shows up to grade the Gloomy Forest’s dungeon, Wyle immediately starts searching for ways to keep her around. Not all is well, however. An attack on one of his wives sends Wyle into full alert. He finds himself untrusting of the new arrivals that might help Emerald Valley become a true castle town.

I thought I'd die before returning to the Yosemite pack, yet here I am. It's just as brutal and terrifying as I remember. Nothing's changed. Well, except for one thing—me. I am done running. I will find a way to return to Derrick, and save as much of this pack as I can in the process. There's something brewing in the supernatural world, putting all shifters at risk. We need to find a way to set aside our differences and work together before we all perish.

New friends can be found in unexpected places. For Bridget and Amy, that place was the cancer ward of an Anchorage hospital. Now, as each struggles to overcome loss, they lean on each other for support-sharing suppers, laughter and tears. Bridget and Amy aren't about to let hardship knock them down - Bridget plans to return to her veterinarian school studies, Amy to her position as a second-grade teacher - but neither feels quite ready. And so the Sunday Potluck Club is born, a way for Bridget, Amy, and other women who have lost a loved one to find solace and understanding.

Mavis was my name, and you could say I have had a bit of a tough go. Following a tremendous personal loss, I was entombed by my own daughter rather than allow me to expose our secret to the world.

A comprehensive, theological guide to everything the Bible has to say about spiritual warfare. Many Christians today are unaware or skeptical of the reality of Satan and the role he and his demonic hordes seek to exert on our lives. But if we're to take Scripture seriously, we can't overlook the...

I wasn't supposed to fall in love with the enemy who killed my family. We were at war. The dragons claimed we kidnapped their heir, and they wanted him back. They were winning. Our tanks and guns didn't stand a chance. Now they're willing to agree to a truce, but only if we provide them with mates. My company says I've been given the 'honor' of being a dragon's conquest, but in reality, the b*stards want to silence me for what I know. 

I’m Megan, your host, and each week I revisit unsolved cases from decades past, stories that have too often been forgotten or overlooked. Together, we examine the facts, question the myths of the “good old days,” and ask whether a simpler time was ever really a safer one.This podcast honors the people at the heart of each case, focusing not on sensationalism, but on the lives affected and the justice still waiting to be served.Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/a-simpler-time-true-crime--6665681/support.

How can Christians pursue and implement the miraculous gifts of the Spirit without falling into fanatical excess and splitting the church in the process? The Bible teaches us that we are to be filled with God's Spirit and that God's presence and grace is manifested among his people as they serve...

Eve was only trying to get out of a horrible betrothal. At least, that's what she told herself when she snuck out onto the balcony during the royal feast, and had her wicked way with the first man she met. How was she supposed to know that while that was going on, the royal family was being...

I was lucky to escape my last pack with nothing but a few scars—a cheap price to pay for my freedom. It was supposed to be just another run to calm my wolf, but I wasn't going to ignore those cubs' screams for help—even if they were from a rival pack. What I didn't expect to find was a feral vampire, or the wolf who would change everything. The Alpha who caught me is like all the others-all raging temper and muscles. And yet . . . his pack is different than mine. But no matter how much my wolf cries 'mate', I need to break free.