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The New Emily Hills
No Longer Mrs. Cooley: The Architect's Return
I went to the City Clerk’s office for a routine copy of my marriage license to finalize a trust fund audit. I expected a simple piece of paper, but the clerk’s pitying look told me my entire life was a lie. "The license was never finalized, Ms. Oliver. In the eyes of the state, you are single." The three-hundred-guest wedding at the Plaza and the Vogue features meant nothing. My husband, Gray Cooley, had intentionally filed the documents with a "procedural defect" so he could discard me without a legal divorce. Moments later, an iCloud invite titled "Our Little Secret" popped up on my screen. It was a photo of my best friend, Brylee, holding a positive pregnancy test at our Hamptons estate. Gray’s text to her was the final blow: "Happy anniversary, babe. This baby is the best gift. Once the trust unlocks today, we’re done with the charade." I soon discovered they were even stealing my career, reassigning my architectural masterpiece to Brylee while preparing my eviction notice. Gray's mother called me a "barren mule" in a leaked recording, mocking the infertility I suffered after saving Gray’s life in a construction accident. I wasn't a wife; I was a three-year placeholder used to secure his inheritance. How could the man I bled for treat me like a disposable prop? How could my best friend carry his child while pretending to comfort me through my darkest moments? The betrayal burned until it turned into a cold, hard stone of fury. I didn't cry. Instead, I walked into the penthouse of the Barretts, the Cooleys' most powerful rivals. I signed a marriage contract with Kane Barrett, the man the tabloids called the "Beast of Wall Street." "I want a wedding," I told his father, my voice steady and lethal. "Bigger than the one I had with Gray." If they wanted me gone, they would have to watch me become the woman who owns their world.
The New Emily Hills
Nora Dumont, a ruthless and merciless gang leader feared across the region who had slowly expanded her control into other countries, died at the hands of one of her most trusted people. In her final, dying moments, she discovered a devastating truth-the person who killed her was the very same one wh
The Hunters of the Hills
From the book:A canoe containing two boys and a man was moving slowly on one of the little lakes in the great northern wilderness of what is now the State of New York. The water, a brilliant blue under skies of the same intense sapphire tint, rippled away gently on either side of the prow, or rose i
The Shepherd of the Hills
It was corn-planting time, when the stranger followed the Old Trail into the Mutton Hollow neighborhood.
In a Hollow of the Hills
Innkeeper Seth Collinson had made his way west in advance of his wife Sadie for financial reasons. Once he arrives and settles in, he hears word that she has died. When Sadie makes an appearance one night, Seth is unsure whether he's hallucinating or experiencing a supernatural encounter.
New Life: New Beginnings
For the last two years, Kane has been dreaming of the day when his mate finally turns 18 and they can finally claim each other. However, his world suddenly comes crashing down and his dream is instantly destroyed when the alpha announces that his son (Kane's mate) has found his mate, who is the dau
The New Magdalen
THE place is France.The time is autumn, in the year eighteen hundred and seventy--the year of the war between France and Germany.The persons are, Captain Arnault, of the French army; Surgeon Surville, of the French ambulance; Surgeon Wetzel, of the German army; Mercy Merrick, attached as nurse to th
The New Machiavelli
Since I came to this place I have been very restless, wasting my energies in the futile beginning of ill-conceived books. One does not settle down very readily at two and forty to a new way of living, and I have found myself with the teeming interests of the life I have abandoned still buzzing like
New Home, New Town, New Life
I'm Penelope Windford. My partners name is Snowflake. I'm just your average girl who lost her mother and was forced to live with her father who was never there. I'm about to find out a lot secrets. Come join me in my new life with my father.
The New Christianity; or, The Religion of the New Age
Methodist clergyman and intellectual Salem Goldworth Bland rose to prominence in Canada in the early twentieth century. Rising through the ranks of the church, he began to endorse a progressive take on the tenets of Christian theology, including an anti-capitalism stance and staunch pacifist beliefs
The Firm's New Queen
I was Evelyn Reed, a senior litigator, standing in my office. Everything felt chillingly familiar, as if I' d lived this exact moment before. Because I had. Just moments ago, I recalled the cold New York air, the city lights blurring in betrayal, as my husband Damien pushed me from our penthouse
The New Something
Angel Loves Her Life. She Has A Family, Friends And Her Boyfriend, But When She Meets Zhul Alexis, She Realizes Something Has Been Missing. Their Meeting Was The Start Of The New Something.
The New Magdalen
Wilkie Collins was a British author best known for his mystery novels. Some of Collins' classics include The Moonstone, Armadale, and No Name. This edition of The New Magdalen includes a table of contents.
The New Revelation
'The Vital Message', first published in 1918, was Conan Doyle's second book devoted solely to his thoughts on Life after death, written after his debut book on the subject; 'The New Revelation'. "In "The Vital Message" the sun has risen higher, and one sees more clearly and broadly what our new rela
The New Machiavelli
The New Machiavelli is written in the first person by its protagonist, Dick Remington, who has a lifelong passion for statecraft and who dreams of recasting the social and political form of the English nation. Remington is a brilliant student at Cambridge, writes several books on political themes, m
The New Spirit
No alterations have been made in this edition. It is true that three of the figures here studied were living when the book was written; but their genius had matured, their work was for the most part done. Nothing they could produce would seriously modify one’s conception of them as aboriginal
