This beautiful story is of a remarkable & brave lady, the author, who lived quite a difficult life fighting a medical condition that changed the course of her life. Some may know her as the lady with Cotton in her ear, and while they might or might not have known her story, they certainly did not know about the intensity of her battle with Cholesteatoma from what seems to her like a lifetime ago. At age 19, as of writing her book, she recalls her medical and emotional experiences while having to live them one last time, for one reason and one reason alone: She wanted to help others who go through the same conditions and feel misunderstood. The ones who are diagnosed with something serious and think that somehow, it is all over. They feel alone. Makayla Barrios vows to be the voice that makes a difference for such people, to give them hope, and inspire them to look forward positively, as she is a living example of someone who spent a precious decade of her young life raging war against her medical condition, until eventually defeating it and becoming stronger than she could ever be. This book takes you on an emotional ride where the reader can learn a lot about life, its unpredictable nature, how to cope with the difficulties that it brings forth, and most importantly, how to keep going forward. | Author: Makayla Barrios | Publisher: Lulu.Com | Publication Date: Jun 26, 2023 | Number of Pages: 112 pages | Language: English | Binding: Paperback | ISBN-10: 1312417668 | ISBN-13: 9781312417663

Always stubborn and independent, Angela Grayson thought she could take care of herself. Lucas Delancey knew better. Someone was stalking his best friend’s little sister, and Lucas wasn’t going to leave her side until he knew she was safe. Even though that meant he’d spend torturous hours resisting the curve of her lips. Angela didn’t want a bodyguard. Especially one who’d rejected her after one soul-melting kiss a lifetime ago. But she was in over her head. And she knew she could trust Lucas to protect her. She just didn’t know if she trusted him not to break her heart again

His music moves the world, but can he move her heart? Nick Blackthorne knows all about words of love. They're the reason he's the world's biggest rock star. The irony? He turned his back on love a long time ago, lured away by the trappings of fame. An invitation to a friends wedding is a stark reminder of how meaningless his life has become. When he enters that church, theres only one woman he wants on his arm; the one he walked out on a lifetime ago. But first he has to find her, even if all she accepts from him is an apology. Kindergarten teacher Lauren Robbins once had what every woman on the planet desires: Nick. Their passion was explosive, their romance the stuff of songs...and it took fifteen years to get over him. Then out of the blue Nick turns up at her door, and all those years denying her ache for him are shattered with a single, smouldering kiss. But molten passion cant hide the secret she's kept for all these years. Because it's not just her heart on the line anymore...and not just her life that'll be rocked by the revelation. Warning: Remember your first crush on a rock star? Now add smouldering sex, a raw and undeniable passion, soul-shattering orgasms. And secrets... | Author: Lexxie Couper | Publisher: Lexxie Couper | Publication Date: Aug 01, 2023 | Number of Pages: 212 pages | Language: English | Binding: Paperback | ISBN-10: 0645381969 | ISBN-13: 9780645381962

Daniel Murtagh Photograph Visual prompt by Magpie Tales It was long ago half a world and a third of a lifetime away but in the night too new. She had been drugged it was a blessing they said she could not recall but the night remembers. Her body would curl as if still bound her fists clenched wrists together tied she would scream. The night always remembered she hated sleep releasing her mind to the night she was drugged bound and raped. J. Binford-Bell October 2016

Years before, they had escaped together from the sinister Tombs of Atuan -- she, an isolated young priestess, he, a powerful wizard. Now she is a farmer's widow, having chosen for herself the simple pleasures of an ordinary life. And he is a broken old man, mourning the powers lost to him not by choice. A lifetime ago, they helped each other at a time of darkness and danger. Now they must join forces again, to help another -- the physically and emotionally scarred child whose own destiny remains to be revealed. With millions of copies sold, Ursula K. Le Guin's Earthsea Cycle has earned a treasured place on the shelves of fantasy lovers everywhere. Complex, innovative, and deeply moral, this quintessential fantasy sequence has been compared with the work of J.R.R. Tolkien and C.S. Lewis, and has helped make Le Guin one of the most distinguished fantasy and science fiction writers of all time. She lives in Portland, Oregon. Product DetailsISBN-13: 9780689845338 Media Type: Paperback(Mass Market Paperback - Reprint) Publisher: Gallery / Saga Press Publication Date: 09-01-2001 Pages: 368 Product Dimensions: 4.16(w) x 7.00(h) x 0.74(d) Age Range: 12 - 17 Years Series: Earthsea SeriesAbout the Author Ursula K. Le Guin is one of the most distinguished fantasy and science fiction writers of all time. She has won numerous awards for her work, including the Nebula Award, the Hugo Award, the National Book Award, and the Newbery Honor. She lives in Portland, Oregon. Visit her online at UrsulaKLeguin.com.Read an Excerpt Read an Excerpt Tehanu AFTER FARMER FLINT OF THE Middle Valley died, his widow stayed on at the farmhouse. Her son had gone to sea and her daughter had married a merchant of Valmouth, so she lived alone at Oak Farm. People said she had been some kind of great person in the foreign land she came from, and indeed the mage Ogion used to stop by Oak Farm to see her; but that didn’t count for much, since Ogion visited all sorts of nobodies. She had a foreign name, but Flint had called her Goha, which is what they call a little white web-spinning spider on Gont. That name fit well enough, she being white-skinned and small and a good spinner of goat’s-wool and sheep-fleece. So now she was Flint’s widow, Goha, mistress of a flock of sheep and the land to pasture them, four fields, an orchard of pears, two tenants’ cottages, the old stone farmhouse under the oaks, and the family graveyard over the hill where Flint lay, earth in his earth. “I’ve generally lived near tombstones,” she said to her daughter. “Oh, Mother, come live in town with us!” said Apple, but the widow would not leave her solitude. “Maybe later, when there are babies and you’ll need a hand,” she said, looking with pleasure at her grey-eyed daughter. “But not now. You don’t need me. And I like it here.” When Apple had gone back to her young husband, the widow closed the door and stood on the stone-flagged floor of the kitchen of the farmhouse. It was dusk, but she did not light the lamp, thinking of her own husband lighting the lamp: the hands, the spark, the intent, dark face in the catching glow. The house was silent. I used to live in a silent house, alone, she thought. I will do so again. She lighted the lamp. In a late afternoon of the first hot weather, the widow’s old friend Lark came out from the village, hurrying along the dusty lane. “Goha,” she said, seeing her weeding in the bean patch, “Goha, it’s a bad thing. It’s a very bad thing. Can you come?” “Yes,” the widow said. “What would the bad thing be?” Lark caught her breath. She was a heavy, plain, middle-aged woman, whose name did not fit her body anymore. But once she had been a slight and pretty girl, and she had befriended Goha, paying no attention to the villagers who gossiped about that white-faced Kargish witch Flint had brought home; and friends they had been ever since. “A burned child,” she said. “Whose?” “Tramps’.” Goha went to shut the farmhouse door, and they set off along the lane, Lark talking as they went. She was short of breath and sweating. Tiny seeds of the heavy grasses that lined the lane stuck to her cheeks and forehead, and she brushed at them as she talked. “They’ve been camped in the river meadows all the month. A man, passed himself off as a tinker, but he’s a thief, and a woman with him. And another man, younger, hanging around with them most of the time. Not working, any of ’em. Filching and begging and living off the woman. Boys from downriver were bringing them farmstuff to get at her. You know how it is now, that kind of thing. And gangs on the roads and coming by farms. If I were you, I’d lock my door, these days. So this one, this younger fellow, comes into the village, and I was out in front of our house, and he says, ‘The child’s not well.’ I’d barely seen a child with them, a little ferret of a thing, slipped out of sight so quick I wasn’t sure it was there at all. So I said, ‘Not well? A fever?’ And the fellow says, ‘She hurt herself, lighting the fire,’ and then before I’d got myself ready to go with him he’d made off. Gone. And when I went out there by the river, the other pair was gone too. Cleared out. Nobody. All their traps and trash gone too. There was just their campfire, still smoldering, and just by it—partly in it—on the ground—” Lark stopped talking for several steps. She looked straight ahead, not at Goha. “They hadn’t even put a blanket over her,” she said. She strode on. “She’d been pushed into the fire while it was burning,” she said. She swallowed, and brushed at the sticking seeds on her hot face. “I’d say maybe she fell, but if she’d been awake she’d have tried to save herself. They beat her and thought they’d killed her, I guess, and wanted to hide what they’d done to her, so they—” She stopped again, went on again. “Maybe it wasn’t him. Maybe he pulled her out. He came to get help for her, after all. It must have been the father. I don’t know. It doesn’t matter. Who’s to know? Who’s to care? Who’s to care for the child? Why do we do what we do?” Goha asked in a low voice, “Will she live?” “She might,” Lark said. “She might well live.” After a while, as they neared the village, she said, “I don’t know why I had to come to you. Ivy’s there. There’s nothing to be done.” “I could go to Valmouth, for Beech.” “Nothing he could do. It’s beyond . . . beyond help. I got her warm. Ivy’s given her a potion and a sleeping charm. I carried her home. She must be six or seven but she didn’t weigh what a two-year-old would. She never really waked. But she makes a sort of gasping. . . . I know there isn’t anything you can do. But I wanted you.” “I want to come,” Goha said. But before they entered Lark’s house, she shut her eyes and held her breath a moment in dread. Lark’s children had been sent outdoors, and the house was silent. The child lay unconscious on Lark’s bed. The village witch, Ivy, had smeared an ointment of witch hazel and heal-all on the lesser burns, but had not touched the right side of the face and head and the right hand, which had been charred to the bone. She had drawn the rune Pirr above the bed, and left it at that. “Can you do anything?” Lark asked in a whisper. Goha stood looking down at the burned child. Her hands were still. She shook her head. “You learned healing, up on the mountain, didn’t you?” Pain and shame and rage spoke through Lark, begging for relief. “Even Ogion couldn’t heal this,” the widow said. Lark turned away, biting her lip, and wept. Goha held her, stroking her grey hair. They held each other. The witch Ivy came in from the kitchen, scowling at the sight of Goha. Though the widow cast no charms and worked no spells, it was said that when she first came to Gont she had lived at Re Albi as a ward of the mage, and that she knew the Archmage of Roke, and no doubt had foreign and uncanny powers. Jealous of her prerogative, the witch went to the bed and busied herself beside it, making a mound of something in a dish and setting it afire so that it smoked and reeked while she muttered a curing charm over and over. The rank herbal smoke made the burned child cough and half rouse, flinching and shuddering. She began to make a gasping noise, quick, short, scraping breaths. Her one eye seemed to look up at Goha. Goha stepped forward and took the child’s left hand in hers. She spoke in her own language. “I served them and I left them,” she said. “I will not let them have you.” The child stared at her or at nothing, trying to breathe, and trying again to breathe, and trying again to breathe. Show More Reading Group Guide Reading Group Guide A Reading Group Guide for The Earthsea Cycle By Ursula K. Le Guin About the Earthsea Cycle Earthsea is a fictional realm originally created by Ursula K. Le Guin for her short story "The Word of Unbinding," published in 1964. Earthsea became the setting for six books, beginning with A Wizard of Earthsea, and continuing with The Tombs of Atuan, The Farthest Shore, Tehanu, Tales from Earthsea, and The Other Wind. All are set in the world of Earthsea. Each novel in the series has received a prestigious literary award, including the 1969 Boston Globe –Horn Book Award for Fiction and the 1979 Lewis Carroll Shelf Award for A Wizard of Earthsea, the 1972 Newbery Honor for The Tombs of Atuan, the 1973 National Book Award for Children's Books for The Farthest Shore, the 1990 Nebula Award for Best Novel for Tehanu, and the 2002 World Fantasy Award for Best Novel for The Other Wind. Book 1: A Wizard of Earthsea About the Book Ged, the greatest sorcerer in all Earthsea, was called Sparrowhawk in his reckless youth. Hungry for power and knowledge, Sparrowhawk tampered with long-held secrets and loosed a terrible shadow upon the world. This is the tale of his testing, how he mastered the mighty words of power, tamed an ancient dragon, and crossed death's threshold to restore the balance. Prereading Activities Introduce readers to the concept of the Bildungsroman, or coming-o

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'Time travel romance at its best!'-Fresh Fiction on Chance of a Lifetime They can't be together, but they can't stay apart&hellip, Liam O'Connor has one purpose in this life-to push the woman he loves into the arms of another man. The Irish rogue unknowingly changed the course of destiny when he fell in love with Cora McLeod over a century ago. Their passion was intense, brief and tragic. And the angels have been trying to restore the balance of fate ever since. Now police officers in Providence Falls, North Carolina, Liam and Cora are partners on a murder investigation. The intensity of the case has drawn them closer together-exactly what Liam is supposed to avoid. The angels have made it clear Cora must be with Finley Walsh. But headstrong Cora makes her own decisions and she's starting to have feelings for Liam-the only thing he's ever really wanted. Liam knows this is the last chance to save his soul. But does he love Cora enough to let her go? Providence Falls Book 1: Chance of a Lifetime Book 2: An Impossible Promise.

Some secrets can only stay buried for so long. . . . Anna Lakeman has spent her life working alongside her paleontologist father, drawing intricate sketches at every dig. When they find dinosaur bones near their home in Wyoming Territory, they're given the opportunity of a lifetime and are swiftly caught up in the competitive era of the Bone Wars. But after her father becomes sick and Joshua Ziegler, an old beau, returns for the summer, Anna's world is upended, and the practical, orderly life she has made for herself shatters. Medical student Joshua Ziegler left his hometown to forget Anna, the one woman he truly loved and deeply hurt. But when he returns, time hasn't erased the feelings they've always had for each other. After Joshua's nephew goes missing—just like his sister did years ago—and Anna's job is threatened, tensions mount and dangerous secrets are unearthed. "Kim has long been a favorite author of mine, and her book The Secrets Beneath is no exception. This book is full of intrigue and adventure, twists and turns."—TRACIE PETERSON, USA Today bestselling author Product DetailsISBN-13: 9780764241680 Media Type: Paperback Publisher: Baker Publishing Group Publication Date: 09-26-2023 Pages: 336 Product Dimensions: 5.40(w) x 8.40(h) x 1.00(d) Series: Treasures of the Earth #01About the Author Kimberley Woodhouse is an award-winning, bestselling author of more than 30 fiction and nonfiction books. Kim and her incredible husband of 30-plus years live in the Poconos, where they play golf together, spend time with their kids and grandbaby, and research all the history around them. You can connect with Kimberley on her website, kimberleywoodhouse.com.

PHI·LOG·RA·PHY: the collecting of autographs, especially those of famous persons. ITEM:Autographed 8x10 photo - there are a few tiny dings and creases from handling while being signed...will frame beautifully...see scan AUTHENTICITY Each item includes a lifetime Certificate of Authenticity that shows an image of the exact item purchased and is issued and signed by an owner of the business. OUR ITEMS We do not sell reprints or non-authentic items and sell only items that we have personally acquired. All of our items are usually in near mint to mint condition, if they are not, any condition issues will be listed in the description SHIPPING If you purchase odd sized items there may be additional shipping charges (but it will be stated clearly in the description BEFORE you purchase the item - no surprise charges.) All items are packaged well for secure delivery: 8x10 photographs, playbills & similar items are packaged securely using a rigid top loader, stiff cardboard, a water proof & tear resistant poly mailer THEN placed into a Priority envelope. All CDs, DVDs, books, action figures and LPs are prepackaged in bubble wrap THEN placed in an envelope or box. 11x14 photographs and posters are rolled and shipped in a rigid mailing tube via Priority Mail.

Hundreds of years ago, in the land of Uranallee, there was a very powerful wizard. He was the most powerful wizard the world had seen in many lifetimes. His name was Xyrene. He was tall and very thin. He was stooped over with age and from his lifetime of study and work in the magic arts. He had tufts of wispy white hair around his ears. He kept it short most of the time, but it had grown longer of late. He had neither the time nor the inclination to tend to his hair because he was concerned about something of greater importance. He wore a long robe of black velvet that was tied to his slender body with a gold cord. At the neck was a tall collar. Both the collar and the front of his robe were embroidered with special runes in gold thread, marking his position as the most powerful wizard of the realm. He also wore soft slippers of black velvet lined with lamb's wool. They kept his feet warm in the cold castle where he lived. | Author: Suzy Vivian | Publisher: Suzy Vivian | Publication Date: Mar 14, 2023 | Number of Pages: 268 pages | Language: English | Binding: Paperback | ISBN-10: 1960075969 | ISBN-13: 9781960075963

Everything happens for a reason, I am sure you’ve already heard that. Every person we meet in our life will either become our friend or a valuable lesson.

LET ME HEAL YOUR HEART Book Four in Lily Foster's LET ME series First loves are not easily forgotten... Anna has endured more by the age of eighteen than most do in a lifetime. Unless you know her, you see only the beautiful, privileged, bright college freshman who seems to have it all. Few people know what she's gone through or know who she really is. Declan has never forgotten Anna and feels foolish for it. So young, and their time together so brief, but he still can't shake the feeling that she was meant for him. Fate can be cruel or fate can be kind... By the time Anna and Declan come face to face again, time has passed, grief has changed them both and they've each found love and solace in someone else's arms. Has too much time passed, or are the bonds of our first true love as strong as they feel when we're young, innocent and consumed with the promise of forever? | Author: Lily Foster | Publisher: Shorefront Books | Publication Date: Jan 01, 2015 | Number of Pages: 298 pages | Language: English | Binding: Paperback | ISBN-10: 0990594165 | ISBN-13: 9780990594161

A year ago, Todd Levin got the job of a lifetime--writing for 'The Tonight Show.' Nine months later, he was packing his desk. Now he recounts what it was really like: helping reboot a fifty-six-year-old franchise; watching his boss, Conan O'Brien, get screwed; and saying good-bye to the funniest late-night show to barely exist