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The Heaviness in the Air
I Slapped My Fiancé-Then Married His Billionaire Nemesis
Being second best is practically in my DNA. My sister got the love, the attention, the spotlight. And now, even her damn fiancé. Technically, Rhys Granger was my fiancé now-billionaire, devastatingly hot, and a walking Wall Street wet dream. My parents shoved me into the engagement after Catherine disappeared, and honestly? I didn't mind. I'd crushed on Rhys for years. This was my chance, right? My turn to be the chosen one? Wrong. One night, he slapped me. Over a mug. A stupid, chipped, ugly mug my sister gave him years ago. That's when it hit me-he didn't love me. He didn't even see me. I was just a warm-bodied placeholder for the woman he actually wanted. And apparently, I wasn't even worth as much as a glorified coffee cup. So I slapped him right back, dumped his ass, and prepared for disaster-my parents losing their minds, Rhys throwing a billionaire tantrum, his terrifying family plotting my untimely demise. Obviously, I needed alcohol. A lot of alcohol. Enter him. Tall, dangerous, unfairly hot. The kind of man who makes you want to sin just by existing. I'd met him only once before, and that night, he just happened to be at the same bar as my drunk, self-pitying self. So I did the only logical thing: I dragged him into a hotel room and ripped off his clothes. It was reckless. It was stupid. It was completely ill-advised. But it was also: Best. Sex. Of. My. Life. And, as it turned out, the best decision I'd ever made. Because my one-night stand isn't just some random guy. He's richer than Rhys, more powerful than my entire family, and definitely more dangerous than I should be playing with. And now, he's not letting me go.
The War in the Air
The reader should grasp clearly the date at which this book was written. It was done in 1907: it appeared in various magazines as a serial in 1908 and it was published in the Fall of that year. At that time the aeroplane was, for most people, merely a rumour and the "Sausage" held the air.
The War in the Air
Bert Smallways is the unlikely protagonist, a kind of Edwardian Mod, not interested in a steady career, always looking for a good time, riding his proto-scooter down to Brighton at the weekends. When Bert is accidentally scooped up by a German fleet, on its way to launch a surprise attack on the Uni
Our Pilots in the Air
William Perry Brown wrote this popular book that continues to be widely read today despite its age.
Love is in the air
***Poster image is not mine...Its credit goes to the owner*** She was a simple girl and she went on vacation to her friend just before her marriage. Where things turned upside down He was a CEO of the big group and also had a hidden identity as Mafia king with lot of enemies They both wer
Air Service Boys in the Big Bat
From the book: Well, Tom, how's your head now? "How's my head? What do you mean? There's nothing the matter with my head," and the speaker, who wore the uniform of a French aviator, glanced up in surprise from the cot on which he was reclining in his tent near the airdromes that stretched around
Love In The Air [Mora and Devya]
"If you are sad and hurt, come into my arms. I won't ask for a reason why you're crying, but I will make you believe that the world is not as cruel as you think," Edgar, to Devya. Mora, Devya's close friend, has a personality that is very different from Devya's. She is independent, mature, wise, soc
Pure Intersection: Made "Love" In The Air
Ariella is left with no choice other than taking Juanita to a new boarding school so she could go back to work. She encounters Maxwell on one of the trips and that's how what seemed like a love story began. They bonded over the death of Maxwell's daughter. Found comfort in each other's arms even t
The Mastery of the Air
According to the Preface: "This book makes no pretence of going minutely into the technical and scientific sides of human flight: rather does it deal mainly with the real achievements of pioneers who have helped to make aviation what it is to-day." According to Wikipedia: "William Gordon Claxton
The Air of Castor Oil
It surely was all right for me to let myself do it now. I couldn't have been more safe. In the window of the radio store a color television set was enjoying a quiz by itself and creased in my pocket was the newspaper account of the failure of a monumental human adventure in the blooming extinction o
The Air Mystery of Isle La Motte
“I say now, why are you fellows landing here?” The Canadian Mounted Policeman reined in his horse as close to the cock-pit as he could get, and eyed the two occupants in the plane, which had just landed in the southern part of the Province of Quebec.
The Rover Boys in the Air; Or, From College Campus to the Clouds
The Rover Boys in the Air; Or, From College Campus to the Clouds by Edward Stratemeyer
The Dominion of the Air: The Story of Aerial Navigation
Trajectory presents classics of world literature with 21st century features! Our original-text editions include the following visual enhancements to foster a deeper understanding of the work: Word Clouds at the start of each chapter highlight important words. Word, sentence, paragraph counts, and re
Georges Guynemer: Knight of the Air
A riveting account of the French pilot and World War I hero, Georges Guynemer.
Air Service Boys in the Big Battle; Or, Silencing the Big Guns
Trajectory presents classics of world literature with 21st century features! Our original-text editions include the following visual enhancements to foster a deeper understanding of the work: Word Clouds at the start of each chapter highlight important words. Word, sentence, paragraph counts, and re
The Buccaneers in the West Indies in the XVII Century
This eBook edition of "The Pirates of the West Indies in 17th Century" has been formatted to the highest digital standards and adjusted for readability on all devices. Clarence Henry Haring was an important historian of Latin America and a pioneer in initiating the study of Latin American colonial i
The Figure in the Carpet
I had done a few things and earned a few pence — I had perhaps even had time to begin to think I was finer than was perceived by the patronising; but when I take the little measure of my course (a fidgety habit, for it’s none of the longest yet) I count my real start from the evening Geo
