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| 06e5318 | Fred Layman, (AKA The Club Doctor) is a veteran golf course and clubs in transition operations director/consultant. The Way I See It The Height of a Kite One sunny day, a mother and her son were outside flying a kite. The son loved watching the kite glide through the sky and cheered as it flew higher and higher. Eventually, the kite reached the end of its string and could not go any higher. After pleading with his mom to break the string.. | fred-layman-augusta | Fred Layman | |
| 336fdfd | I am a reporter on climate change. I have been following the topic for New Scientist magazine in the UK and others for twenty years now. And when I talk to climate scientists during their coffee breaks and at their private conferences--as I have done extensively both before and after completing this book--I hear them warn that the current accepted predictions could be much too optimistic; that their statistical models of climate, sophistica.. | Fred Pearce | ||
| 20bec6f | Tim Lenton from the University of East Anglia told the Cambridge meeting: "We are close to being committed to a collapse of the Greenland ice sheet, but we don't think we have passed the tipping point yet." How long have we got? Maybe less than a decade." | Fred Pearce | ||
| a72004e | Where hope rises fear must lurk behind. | Anne Brontë | ||
| 57f6676 | Those, whose time is fully occupied, seldom complain of solitude. | Anne Brontë | ||
| 97bbf04 | Luca had many strengths and powers; as a rare blood born, conceived and born to a vampire mother and father, he was much stronger than those who'd been turned to the life. | vampires | Linda Howard | |
| c3f8301 | He was different from every other man she knew. He was capable of loving; he was at once a laughing daredevil and a hard-hitting businessman. But most of all, he needed her. Other patients had needed her, but only as a therapist. Blake needed her, the woman she was, because only her personal strengths had enabled her to help him with her trained skills and knowledge. She couldn't remember anyone ever needing her before. | romance | Linda Howard | |
| 2de62e9 | I'll be on another case soon. You won't need me anymore. You'll be walking, though I think you should wait a while before climbing another mountain." "You're my therapist," Blake snapped. Dione gave a little laugh. "For months you've depended on me more than any other person in your life. Your perspective is distorted now. Believe me, by the time I've been gone a month, you won't even think about me." 'Do you mean you'd just turn your back .. | romance | Linda Howard | |
| 427ff42 | Think of it as therapy," he encouraged. "A sort of repayment for your own therapeutic knowledge. You gave me a reason to live, and I'll show you how to live." | Linda Howard | ||
| 5a35254 | Once outside, the man stopped, lifted his head, took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, as if the air smelled wonderful to him. Then he turned to Jimmy, his expression hard and serious. "We will need an army." "Uh, I don't exactly have one of those handy." | vampires | Linda Howard | |
| 4ba16e8 | Your eyes are like melted gold," he whispered. "Cat eyes. Do they shine in the dark? A man could get lost in them," he said, his voice suddenly rough. --- "You're the loveliest thing I've ever seen," he murmured. "As exotic as Salome, as graceful as a cat, as simple as the wind... and so damned mysterious. What goes on behind those cat eyes? What are you thinking?" She couldn't answer; instead she shook her head blindly as fresh tears made .. | romance | Linda Howard | |
| 22ae8cc | Blake filled her world. The sweaty male scent of him was in her nostrils, the slippery texture of his hot skin under her hands; the unbearably erotic taste of his mouth lay sweetly on her tongue. At some unknown point his kisses had slipped past celebration and become intensely male, demanding, giving, thrilling. Perhaps they'd never been celebration kisses at all, she thought fuzzily. Suddenly he removed his mouth from hers and buried his .. | physical-therapy romance | Linda Howard | |
| 442597d | Lady, what you do to me is almost criminal," he groaned in a shaky voice. An odd tightening in her breasts made her close her eyes. "I've got to go," she said weakly, but for the life of her she couldn't make herself move. "No, don't go," he pleaded. "Let me touch you... my God, I've got to touch you!" | romance | Linda Howard | |
| f2a2a62 | You can't miss what you've never had. | Linda Howard | ||
| 3e228f3 | He sat with his arm still around her, watching her face and smiling as she fumbled with the elegant gold wrapping, her agile fingers suddenly clumsy. She lifted the lid off and stared speechlessly at the simple pendant that lay on satin lining like a cobweb of gold. A dark red heart, chiseled and planed, was attached to the chain. "That's a ruby," she stammered. "No," he corrected gently, lifting it from the box and placing it around her ne.. | romance | Linda Howard | |
| 51df6ed | No!" he roared. "I've had enough for today! A little of you goes a long way, lady!" "Please, call me Dione," she murmured. "I don't want to call you anything! My God, would you just leave me alone!" "Of course I will, when my job is finished. I can't let you ruin my record of successful cases, can I?" | romance | Linda Howard | |
| f9a4a81 | She knew better than to lose her head over a man. That was what was so humiliating: she knew better. Three broken engagements had taught her that a woman needed to keep her wits about her when dealing with the male species, or she could get seriously hurt. | escapism sadness travel wanderlust | Linda Howard | |
| 4a23e22 | The bar lights glittered on the wet pavement, and jazz wailed out of the open doors of the bars, collinding with the more discordant, driving beats coming from the strip joints, where bored-looking dancers, both male and female, gyrated their hips and humped poles and pretended to be sexy. | humorous | Linda Howard | |
| ee0f3c5 | God save me from a woman's way of thinking. What the hell kind of logic is that? One has nothing to do with the other." "Maybe not to you, but let's face it, you're plankton, and I'm a higher life form. Details matter to me." | Linda Howard | ||
| 8ee010d | I have a blanket behind the seat, a thick wool one. We can cuddle on the bleachers, and with the blanket wrapped around us no one will know if I sneak a feel every now and then." "I'll know." "God, I hope so. If you don't, then I've either lost my touch or my aim." | Linda Howard | ||
| ad40677 | She'd taken some anthropology courses, because they'd seemed interesting, so she knew the dynamics of sexual instincts. That had to be it. Women responded to strong, powerful, or heroic men. In caveman days, that had meant higher chances of survival. Women didn't have to do that now, but the old instincts remained; how else could one explain the allure of Donald Trump for so many women? | Linda Howard | ||
| 15fcb96 | She went through the days silent and numb, coming alive only with hatred... | Linda Howard | ||
| f2609f1 | because there may be a few coincidences in life, but none in crime. Everything has a motive. | Linda Howard | ||
| a0a1cce | Her eyes were raw, burning with the hell inside her. | Linda Howard | ||
| 42581c3 | He had destroyed her, so why couldn't she destroy him in return? | Linda Howard | ||
| e928311 | Payback was always hell, wasn't it? | Linda howard | ||
| fba0bd2 | You don't just... just float someone in the air like that!" she shouted, so beside herself she was almost frenzied. "Why? Is there some human law against it?" | vampires | Linda Howard | |
| d40aec4 | Hurry," Hector urged, and his voice changed as his power surged, his tone and cadence sliding into the rhythm that said he was seeing the future. "Battle is in the air. I smell it. I can almost touch it. Death is coming Death is coming for us." With a click, the call disconnected." | paranormal-urban-fantasy vampires warriors | Linda Howard | |
| 97693ad | An accident of birth had signed her death warrant. He could mark her name off his to-do list. | paranormal-urban-fantasy vampires warriors | Linda Howard | |
| 36f84e0 | I'm calling the police," she said, showing him the phone in her hand. He smiled, and for a moment she forgot about the phone. "You don't need the police." No, of course she didn't How silly." | paranormal-urban-fantasy vampires warriors | Linda Howard | |
| a68743f | Chloe put aside worries about her job, her life, and turned to face him. "Sex can't be the answer to everything," she said as she draped her arms around his strong neck. He bent his head to hers. "For now, it can," he said and kissed her." | vampires | Linda Howard | |
| d199ffd | He's thought he was willing to do anything in order to get what he wanted, what was right for his kind. He'd been certain any sacrifice was possible. He'd been wrong. | vampires | Linda Howard | |
| c4f078e | He lifted her hand to his mouth. The touch of his lips was soft on her scraped palm, the tiny licks of his tongue so light she could barely feel them. Wait. He was licking her? "You can't lick me," she said sternly. "i don't know your name." He looked up and a quick grin slashed across his face. "Luca," he said.... "Luca," she repeated. "Is that an America name?" "No." He lifted her hand to his mouth again, and his tongue once more began a .. | vampires | Linda Howard | |
| 92d35f3 | A small village lay just over the farthest hill. When he had to feed, he went there. And when he left after feeding, the people he'd met, even those he'd fed upon, immediately forgot he'd been there at all. Every time he entered the village, the residents greeted him as a new visitor. That was his power, his curse, his salvation; no one remembered him. | vampires | Linda Howard | |
| 9385366 | heaven or hell...She couldn't tell one from the other. | Linda Howard | ||
| aa1e5d5 | Pure hell was living in her eyes. | Linda Howard | ||
| 70f3e20 | There was no going back...because some roads you just couldn't travel again. | Linda Howard | ||
| 5ecff7f | Unfortunately, what should or should not be had no relation to what was. | Linda Howard | ||
| 13d22c8 | In the rest room next door there was a long, explosive sound of gas releasing, then a contented 'Ahhh.' Grace clapped a hand over her mouth to hold back the hysterical giggle that rose in her throat. She had to finish before he did, or he might hear her. The competition was the strangest in which she'd ever engaged. | paranormal-romance time-travel | Linda Howard | |
| 664881c | Jay stepped into the room, and for a split second both her heart and lungs seemed to stop functioning. Then her heart lurched into rhythm again, and she drew a deep, painful breath. Tears sprang to her eyes as she stared at the inert form on the white hospital bed, and his name trembled soundlessly on her lips. It didn't seem possible that this ... this could be Steve. | Linda Howard | ||
| c839e07 | The voice was calm and infinitely tender. He didn't understand the words, because unconsciousness still wrapped his mind in layers of blackness, but he heard the voice, felt it, like something warm touching his skin. It made him feel less alone, that tiny, dim contact. Something hard and vital in him focused on the contact, yearning toward it, forcing him upward out of the blackness, even though he sensed the fanged monsters that waited for.. | Linda Howard | ||
| eedbe56 | She glanced at her watch. He'd been massaging his legs for half an hour. "I think that's enough," she said firmly. "Don't you want to go back to bed?" He straightened up in the wheelchair and his teeth flashed in a grin. "Baby, I'm so tired of that bed, the only way you could get me back in it would be if you crawled in there with me." | romantic-thriller | Linda Howard | |
| 55589db | She whimpered softly into his mouth. "We can't," she cried, desperation and desire tearing her apart. "The hell we can't," he rasped, taking her hand and moving it down his body to where his flesh strained at the fabric of his pants. Her fingers jerked at the contact: then a spasm of pain crossed her pale face, and her hand lingered involuntarily, exploring the dimensions of his arousal. He caught his breath. "Jay, baby, don't' stop me now.. | romantic-thriller | Linda Howard | |
| 0a2d392 | His head jerked up. For another moment he was motionless. Her lips were parted slightly, trembling. Her eyes looked heavy. Her nipples were hard little circles plainly visible though the wet dress, her arms limp at her sides as she let him look. He shuddered, and his control snapped. She couldn't move. He walked toward her without taking his gaze from her, without seeing or hearing anything else, a primal male animal intent on mating. He w.. | romantic-thriller | Linda Howard |