Editora: Short Stories
4 tales of incestuous dubious consent! Rival Gangster Made Me Have Sex With My Own Mother/Made To Do My Uncles On The Depraved Gameshow/Dared To Drink My Daughter’s Milk/Forced To Do My Cousin In The Middle Of The Desert
Cindy Lawry needs a new roommate now that her sister has moved in with her fiancé. When she can’t find anyone, she puts up a flyer in the window of the Curl Up & Dye salon where she works as a hair stylist and at other places around town. With the summer season ending, she can’t afford to live alone, and she doesn’t want to move in with her mom and her new husband. So the roommate search is on, but she’s not getting many inquiries. After growing up in an abusive household, she’s anxious about letting a stranger into her home and her life. Jace Carson needs to find a new place to live. The employee housing at the Beachcomer is right out of Animal House, and he’s way past the point in life where living like that is fun. All he wants is a quiet place to be in between working as a bartender at the Beachcomber and visits with his young sons, who live on the island. When he sends a text to the number on the flyer he saw at the grocery store, he doesn’t expect the recipient to be Cindy, the woman he’s been flirting with for weeks at the Beachcomber bar. She comes in and orders water because she suffers from migraines and apologizes for taking up a seat at his bar. He loves having her and her sweet smile at his bar, but he’s not sure that living with her would be such a good idea, especially since all he thinks about every time he sees her is how much he’d like to kiss her.Ver livro
When Ashley married Jeff she looked forward to their life together, but never considered the many ways becoming an instant mom could rip them apart. Her love for Jeff means more to her than anything in the world. However, never having kids of her own left her unprepared for the changing family dynamics. As her new step-kids test the boundaries all hell breaks loose. Can Jeff rein them in before it costs him his marriage or was the marriage doomed from the beginning?Ver livro
The Night Shift by Frank M. Robinson - Werewolves are supposed to haunt lonely, back-country roads. That seems a little silly, when you consider that most beasts of prey go where the game is thickest. Now at night, in the larger cities… I sat there letting the smoke drift out of my nostrils and running my fingers idly over the typewriter keys. The ideas weren’t coming tonight; I couldn’t concentrate. I’d start to think and my mind would twist away, as if it was tired of working and wanted to relax and think about the movies or what was on TV or what I had for supper that night. The paper in my typewriter was discouragingly blank except for the heading: The Night Shift, by Nick Golata. There wasn’t anything underneath it and I didn’t have any idea of what should go there. I took another drag on my cigarette, opened the window a little, and flicked it out, watching the tiny red ember fall through the night to the empty streets twenty stories down. The column was usually a natural for ideas. What goes on in Chicago after dark, when all the eight-to-fivers have gone to bed and the rest of humanity congregates in small, neighborhood bars or the big movie palaces downtown or scrubs its lonely way down the miles of corridors in deserted office buildings. I filled my lungs with the cold, clean air and looked out over the city at night, a sea of blackness spotted here and there with the glare of neon and threaded with shining catwalks of strings of street-lamps. The city grows on you, like an old typewriter or a faithful automobile. You fall in love with the bright lights and the rumble of the ancient elevated and the characters who work the night shift downtown. It was mine, I thought, all mine. The darkness and the shadows and the few people on the deserted sidewalks. I took one last look and then closed the window. This was going to be one of those nights when I had to call Sammy Baxa for material.Ver livro
Don’t miss the next Will Trent thriller, This Is Why We Lied, coming this August! The fourth book in the Grant County series from Karin Slaughter, the New York Times bestselling author of Pieces of Her. “[A] page-turner . . . Slaughter’s plot has more twists than a Slinky factory and the characters’ relationships are sharply drawn.”—People, starred review “Scary, shocking and perfectly suspenseful.”—BookPage Two armed men enter the police station in tiny Heartsdale, Georgia, and open fire. When the shooting stops, an officer is dead, Police Chief Jeffrey Tolliver is seriously wounded, and the survivors—including a class of grade-school children and medical examiner Sara Linton—are held hostage. In a tense standoff that could erupt at any moment into more bloodletting—with her ex-husband on the threshold of death—Sara must search for answers and an escape in the memories of a time at the start of their relationship when another brutal, shocking crime shattered their small-town world. Because the sins of the past have caught up with Sara and Jeffrey... with a vengeance.Ver livro
This audiobook is narrated by an AI Voice. The story follows Francis Wayland Thurston, who investigates the strange death of his grand-uncle, Professor Angell. While sorting through the professor’s notes and artifacts, he discovers evidence of a worldwide cult and their plans to awaken an ancient cosmic being called Cthulhu. The deeper he digs, the more he realizes humanity’s smallness in the universe and the madness such knowledge brings—leaving him fearful for both his sanity and the world’s future.Ver livro
Betty Kowalski isn't looking forward to the holidays. She just can't seem to find Christmas in her heart. There's church, of course. But who can she bake for these days? And who would care whether or not she pulled out the Christmas decorations? Her new neighbor just adds to the problem. He's doing home improvements that don't appear to be improving much of anything. These days when Betty looks out the window, she sees a beat-up truck, a pile of junk, lots of blue tarps, and—horror of horrors—an old pink toilet. But when a mangy dog appears at her doorstep, the stage is set for Betty to learn a very important lesson about what Christmas is all about. This contemporary Christmas story is a timely yet gentle reminder that God can work miracles through something as seemingly insignificant as a little brown dog.Ver livro
