Verlag: BookRix
This is it! The play you all have been waiting for. An outrageous, illegal, hilarious, gospel comedy by Cecil Ray Harper. This is about a matriarch doing stuff.
Terrell J. Brown’s The Weather Man examines the fragile harmony between internal and external factors that form our lives, utilizing the metaphor of weather to depict the emotional and psychological crises we endure. As the protagonist struggles with self-doubt, prior trauma, and societal expectations, they must manage the unpredictability of their inner world and the turmoil around them. The path to stability is not easy—it involves deep self-awareness, confrontation with difficult facts, and the bravery to reorient one’s internal compass. Through vivid narrative and profound contemplation, Brown demonstrates that even in life’s most turbulent situations, tenacity and faith may provide the calm required to survive the storm.Zum Buch
Will New Year’s Eve 1999 ring in a new millennium? Or will it be the end of the world as we know it? Ominous signs portend great danger, and Regina Y-Z, a psychic, fears the worst. Furthermore, the warning signs all point to her former best-friend, Celeste Bonneville. According to the Aeon religion, Y2K will bring about the End of Days. Celeste, a leader of the Central Ohio Conclave of the Church of Aeonism, looks forward to her future life in a digital paradise, called Singularity. The most holy Master Desiderata has chosen Celeste for a special mission. If the apocalypse doesn’t happen on its own, she has instructions for how to light the fuse to get it started. Regina knows that she must do a psychic intervention to prevent Celeste from completing her mission. With assistance from her apprentice, sixteen-year-old Minnie Doll, Regina journeys through mind, memories, and the internet in search of a way to avert the end of the world as we know it. EVOLVED PUBLISHING PRESENTS a satirical, down-right funny novel sure to keep a smile on your face, with the 6th book in the “Holidazed” series.Zum Buch
Ahoy, fellow lovers of all things tropical and naughty!I present to you: Seven Lonely Castaways: A Gilligan’s Island Parody for Adults Only. This fun and steamy tale features everyone’s favorite island castaways as you’ve never experienced them before! Along with the skipper, his first mate, the millionaire and his wife, and the professor are two of the most beautiful and lusted-after lovelies in the history of television...that is to say: one luscious redheaded movie star and one sweet and tempting little farmgirl extraordinaire! Well, what would it be like to make sweet love with either of these legendary island princesses? You are about to experience “tropical paradise” of a whole other order as we venture to a place where the TV cameras of yesteryear — or any year — were never allowed to go! A Listen & Live audio production.Zum Buch
BROOKS I never asked for much out of life—just a quiet tower above my bookshop, a bow tie collection, and the peace of knowing every book spine is perfectly aligned. Romance is something that happens in novels, not in real life, certainly not to men like me.Then he walked in. Cody Cameron. Sunburnt, swaggering, Australian, and already knocking books off my shelves like some chaotic force of nature. He's loud where I'm quiet, messy where I'm meticulous, and yet . . . I can't stop looking at him. He makes me laugh, he makes me furious, and he makes me wonder if maybe I could step outside the safety of my tower.CODY I've been wandering the world with nothing but my backpack and my compass, writing stories about places most people never see. I thought Mulligan's Mill would just be another stopover, another small-town article for one of my freelance travel stories.But then I met Brooks Beresford—the bow-tied bookshop owner who looks at me like I'm a tropical cyclone. He's stubborn, sharp, and somehow the sexiest thing I've ever seen. I've never stayed in one place for long, but something about Brooks makes me think about words I don't often use in my vocab . . . words like home.Zum Buch
Five more minutes. That was all the woman standing outside his floundering business, Todd Jones Realty, wanted. Just five minutes. What could go wrong? Surprisingly, everything. And that’s what Todd Jones is about to learn when he allows the enigmatic Caterina Kadlec to enter his office. He’s hoping that her wealthy client, and the big fat commission he’ll earn, will be the answer to his prayers. Unfortunately, Caterina has other plans and those plans include grand larceny. As for the murder, well, sometimes things don’t go as planned, do they? Nope, they sure don’t. And that’s what Todd is also about to learn and learn the hard way. No matter, Todd always has plans of his own and has no qualms about implementing them. Because when it comes to ethics and morality, it’s all a gray area as far as Todd is concerned. To complicate matters, his girlfriend has left him. Again. And his live-in mother, who already insists on keeping an annoying pet pig named Mr. Squeals, has invited a homeless Russian woman to take up residence, thus kicking him out of his home office. If it wasn’t for downhill, it seems Todd’s life would have nowhere to go. And he’s going to have to do something about that…Zum Buch
Welcome to the Vagabond—a rust-bucket space freighter held together by duct tape, bad decisions, and pure spite. Meet Brenda: a leather-clad, cigar-smoking captain who solves problems with violence and sarcasm. Rat: a grease-covered goblin of an engineer who’s probably broken more alarms than he’s fixed. Katomi: a rich-girl runaway turned knife-slinging negotiator who can hustle holy men out of their robes (and their bank accounts). When this dysfunctional crew takes a job hauling mystery cargo for a fanatical space cult, things go south faster than a bishop in a brothel. What follows?Gunfights in orbital strip clubsAI malfunctions (his name is Dick... yes, seriously)Religious warfareOne very cold, very suspicious coffin This is not the future you were promised. It’s Vagabond: a filthy, hilarious, profanity-laced space comedy that I had to stop recording multiple times because I couldn’t stop laughing. If you like your sci-fi grimy, your characters morally questionable, and your AI sassier than you are—strap in. We’re not drifting. We’re spiraling—with style.Zum Buch
