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Quatre hommes en uniforme, la chemise légèrement déboutonnée, sont plongés dans une discussion intense au coin du feu. Une certaine tension érotique s’est infiltrée dans la pièce. L’ennemi a envoyé une espionne découvrir tous leurs secrets. La rumeur raconte qu’elle utilise l’art de la séduction pour obtenir ce qu’elle désire. Excités et fascinés, ces quatre soldats cherchent des réponses. Qui est-elle ? Comment fait-elle ? Les histoires qui entourent cette femme et ses conquêtes sexuelles sont nombreuses et détaillées.

Ce soir, Chloé part à l'assaut des pistes de danse dans l'espoir de trouver un beau mâle à son goût, elle est en feu ! Enivrée par la musique, elle sent le corps musclé de Kevin se coller contre le sien. Est-ce bien son sexe bandé contre sa croupe ? Kevin, bisexuel décomplexé, est accompagné de sa moitié, Louis, qui a accepté de partager Kevin avec une femme le temps d’une soirée.

The snick of a lock. The squeak of door hinges. The creak of a floorboard... Nothing is more mysterious than footsteps in the dark. Are those approaching steps that of friend or enemy? Lover or killer?

Harland Bull Eaton has lost many things - his first wife, his beloved mother, those three women he proposed to.... Oh, and there was that time he almost lost the family dairy farm due to a scandal. He's losing faith in just about everything, especially love. But one night, his friends give him a dare. Just buy that gorgeous redhead a drink. The big-city bombshell he's set his eyes on swirls him into a tailspin that lands them in bed for a one night stand he's pretty sure he'll never forget. But this time he won't let his heart ride herd on his common sense.

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Over 40, with zero filter, Rita Kaplan loves her coffee, her hiking boots, and her law practice. Life hasn't always been carefree, though, and Rita's past holds the scars of poor decisions after deep loss. She survived, though, and no smirky silver fox is going to get in the way of her happiness. Even if he knows how to use his drill, screwdriver, and every other tool in his box to tempt her....

My name is Alexis, though everyone calls me Lexie. I'm a necromancer. We're rare enough that I've never met another in my life, until Claire came home to tell me she found one. In New Orleans. Now, I am headed south with my best friends, staying in close quarters with five guys, four guys whom I have kissed, one who has been ignoring me for the last few weeks, one who keeps sneaking kisses, one who doesn't even remember it, and another...well, I don't know what he wants. Thank God for Miles. He's my one safe place in this disaster I've created.

Midge Everette: I'm 41 today. It's my birthday, and I'm crying over burnt toast. That's not some euphemism. Literally, I'm sobbing over crusty bread, so I call a crisis center. I just need someone to talk to about life. Only I recognize the smoky voice of the man on the line. Sweet cheese, don't let it be... Hank Paige: As a former rock star, I once had it all. Fame. Fortune. Females. Except for the one thing I wanted most. Then I lost everything. I fix cars now and restore other people's dreams. I just want to be somebody's someone.

I'm Lexie Delaney, and I'm a necromancer. Which means, I can see the dead, talk to them, affect them. Not as fun as it sounds. Especially since the Veil closed and the dead have been stuck here. Things in town are getting tense. School is starting, and I'm already tired of our plan to keep our relationships quiet. Bodies keep showing up and no one has a clue as to why.

Against the backdrop of a never-colonized North America, a broken Ojibwe detective embarks on an emotional and twisting journey toward solving two murders, rediscovering family, and finding himself.

Lilith Clarke is supposed to be dead: murdered by the vicious King Oren, her blood staining a field of daisies. But death would have been merciful. After years of having no name, she is finally given a title: Queen of Umbra. But it will cost her everything. Lily is now bound to King Asher, the most powerful and brutal shadow divinus in all of Omnia. Forced to rule in secret, she slowly loses herself to the darkness. She fears it will swallow her whole.

My name is Alexis, Lexie to most everyone. And I'm a Necromancer. It's not as much fun as it sounds, but that's not the problem this time. I haven't seen anyone but Miles in the last month since New Orleans. Talking on the phone? Yeah. Well, except for Zeke. A few text messages was all I've gotten. Until now.

Whoever neglects the second coming of Christ has only a mutilated gospel, for the Bible teaches us not only of the death and sufferings of Christ, but also of his return to reign in honor and glory. His second coming is referred to over 300 times. There is hardly any church that does not make a great deal of baptism, yet in all of Paul's epistles, baptism is spoken of only 13 times, while he speaks about the return of our Lord 50 times, and yet the church has had very little to say about it. The devil does not want us to see this truth, for nothing would wake up the church so much.

Once upon a time, Mr. Mazoo and Mr. Tyler were at home in their mansion in Knoxville, Tennessee, in the United States, on planet Earth, of course, preparing for a most delightful holiday season. You see, every year Mr. Mazoo and Mr. Tyler celebrate both Hanukkah and Christmas. Twice as nice!

Gavin Johnson has been camping as long as he can remember. His family spent a few weeks every summer either on the coast of California or in the forests of the Sierra enjoying the simple life and getting closer to nature. Which is why when he had the opportunity to buy Camp Acorn where he’d worked in his twenties, he jumped at the chance.

"Une femme libre" est une nouvelle érotique dont l'héroïne est une femme âgée qui refuse de se conformer aux normes et aux attentes sociales. Elle change de vie et brise ainsi de nombreux tabous. Ses amants l'entraînent dans des expériences érotiques qui feront d'elle une femme nouvelle.

Three months. One unforgettable love. A lifetime of what-ifs. When Aliza Monroe steps off the plane in Accra, she’s ready for an adventure—but nothing prepares her for Kofi. He’s grounded, magnetic, and everything her heart didn’t know it needed. As they fall in love under Accra’s golden skies, their days are full of laughter, promise, and passion. But as summer ends, reality hits. Cultures clash. Distance looms. And promises made under baobab trees are harder to keep across oceans. Two years later, fate brings them back together. They’re older, wiser, and maybe still in love.

"Harvey sitter i mörkret och observerar hennes koreografi, och han blir helt förtrollad av hennes rörelser. I takt med att musiken blir mer och mer energisk börjar Fiona röra sig allt snabbare. Hon skakar av sig morgonrocken och är nu helt naken på skärmen. Hon trycker upp sitt bröst mot kameran och smeker det, och det är så skönt att hennes andning blir tyngre." Peeping Tom är en samling erotiska noveller som handlar om njutningen i att se på när andra människor har passionerat sex.

There is a quest going on to reduce Jesus to a mythic legend or to nothing more than a mere man. Scholars such as Elaine Pagels and James Tabor are using recent discoveries like the Gospel of Judas and the Gospel of Thomas to argue that the Christ of Christianity is a contrived figure and that a different Christ—one human and not divine—is the "true" Christ. Both research professors, Bock and Wallace set out a vigorous defense of Christianity against a popular trend that they dub "Jesusanity", where Christ was simply a human teacher.

Hi, I'm Alexis Delaney. I'm your average 17-year-old girl. Except I can see the dead. And talk to the dead and help them move on. So...okay, I'm not your average 17-year-old girl. Right now, the Veil is shut off, and the Way is closed. Which means the dead can't move on, so, they are camping out on my lawn. I'm trying to open the Way, juggle school and, well, deal with my feelings for two of my best friends.