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After everything that went down in Nevada, to say that we were reeling was an understatement. Now, I’ve got an additional little liability riding around with me, an Archeri on the loose, some cryptic clues from a dead god, a supernatural CPA to find, Death, Disneyland, kidnappers in polo shirts, angels, and a new conspiracy theory from Stacks and Luke that might just be true. Trust me when I say the working man has nothing on an armed and sleep-deprived working woman.

On a scale from zero to dumpster fire, I tend to hang out at the far, trash-burning end. But lately, things have been going eerily well. So when Festus showed up with a birthday cake and less blood on his suit than usual, I was a little more than skeptical. Add to that a scythe-wielding accountant that is wearing the carpet thin, a demonic soiree in Missouri, a murderous gang of Red Caps in cheese country, a lie-detecting seven-year-old, and a snooty corporate cult, and I can smell the gas fumes on the trash heap at 40 paces.

Many people struggle throughout their lives, unable to identify the source of great inner existential discontent. No matter their material comfort or good fortune, they cannot escape the idea that they do not live the lives they ought to. They are not in environments that support their deepest personal growth and development. They are not the people they feel they are meant to be, and the world never works the way they know it could.

Are you a citizen of the United States who lives abroad? Maybe you're thinking about moving from the United States, and aren't sure how this affects your tax filing requirements. Or perhaps you have been tax non-compliant for many years, and don't know how to get caught up with the US government without incurring huge fees. You could be a self-employed "digital nomad" who works from many different countries, moving wherever you want at your leisure.

Once, there were three goats: Big brother Gruff, little brother Gruff, and Middle brother Gruff. They loved to eat grass. They ate so much, that they ate it all up. But when they see fresh grass over the bridge of where they are located, they belt out in joy: "We are the brothers Gruff," and they can't get enough!

Ty has been hurt by life and has sworn off relationships, but his curiosity is piqued by a motorcycle-riding hunk who comes through his Wal-Mart line and buys the same thing day after day: two Slim Jims, a sixty-four count box of crayons and Cracker Jacks. Ty's curiosity gets the better of him and he goes out with Jonah, but Ty's best friend, Lucky, is sure Jonah is bad news, and it does seem that both mens' pasts threaten their future together. Will they find a second chance with one another?

When three modern women find themselves in medieval Scotland, they must use their wits and strengths to fight ancient foes. With the English, witch hunters, and the church after them, these futuristic ladies navigate the murky waters of falling in love with a broody highlanders while adjusting to their new lives and protecting that they now hold so dear.

Designed for all artists, writers, and musicians, The Keys to Prolific Creativity is a no-fluff guide to organizing your priorities, managing your growth, and designing a creative process that will help you achieve the creative output you have always desired. Have you always wanted to write a book? Record an album? How about create a graphic novel? Lots of people have a burning passion for the art they want to create and a great store of talent to achieve it, yet find themselves empty-handed after years of effort.

The Great Reawakening did not come quietly. Across the country and in every nation, people began to develop terrifying powers - summoning storms, raising the dead, and setting everything they touch ablaze. Overnight the rules changed...but not for everyone. Colonel Alan Bookbinder is an army bureaucrat whose worst war wound is a paper cut. But after he develops magical powers, he is torn from everything he knows and thrown onto the front lines.

This Is My Story is about a Chicago girl born to an alcoholic teenage mother who becomes a teenage mother herself, who at 19 marries an abusive military husband. When she somehow finds the strength to leave him, she inadvertently runs into the arms of another man who almost kills her then two-year-old son, leaving him with a traumatic brain injury (TBI). The girl turned woman spends her young life trying to escape one tragedy after another. Will God ever give her a break?

If you want to finally unlock growth and live with a possibility mind-set, listen to Live Your Gift! Dana V. Adams will show you how she conquered her hidden fears to start living the life she desired.... Live Your Gift combines life mapping with new science-backed techniques to help you break through self-doubt and limiting beliefs. Creating your life map is a proven method for gaining insight into yourself, your gifts, and your purposeful path.

Always read the fine print. Especially when you’re making a deal with the devil. Because demons are sneaky bastards. That’s how they got me. Well, and the rest of my hometown. A few hours of what I asked for and then we were all dragged to Hell. Luckily, those jokes about lawyers and Hell are pretty accurate. After a lengthy court case downstairs, I’ve been released on Hell’s very first work-release program with a time limit and a quota. All I have to do is hunt down and kill the things that go bump in the night.

Alright. I’m done dicking around. If I learned one thing in that warehouse in Ohio, it’s that time is short. Even shorter now, considering all the time I’d lost. With an occluded front promising a swarm of something on the horizon and armed with Rosetta’s leftovers, Noah and I were just about ready for anything. Well, almost. I hadn’t been expecting the swarm to be in Tiff’s hometown or for the buttlickers to crash an eight-year-old’s birthday party.

Still reeling from everything that had happened in Pennsylvania, Noah and I headed back to Rosetta’s for a regrouping session...well, and some fried chicken. Unfortunately, part of this regrouping happened to be with Gabe. But, he said he had a line on Old Dukey himself and besides what killing him would probably do for my total on the Price of Souls is Right, I was really looking forward to a demon-flavored game of Operation and making his nose light up when I removed vital parts of his anatomy.

Messina, Noah, and I headed off to Chicago for a little TLC involving "stumping" some vampires. While in the Windy City, the cannibals blew back into our path, and everything started going downhill from there. A rest-stop massacre, Stacks' penchant for getting his ass in a sling, a drunk witch armed with a tube of cookie dough, firebombing explosions, Tom Waits, a hunter dive bar, demonic kid hitchhikers, throwing bodies in dumpsters, and run-ins with two of my exes.

When demons gather in their masses, it's time to put them on their asses. At least, that's what Noah and I decided after we finished up a whiskey-assisted hunt in Kentucky for one of the most ridiculous supers I've ever seen. And that's saying something considering I've hunted more than one Bonnacon.

When there are half-masticated bodies popping up on the radar, any hunter worth their salt will sit up and take notice. So, when they started showing up in Oklahoma, Noah and I beat cheeks back down there to try to recover what we lost. But Fate isn’t exactly a grandma holding out a piece of hard candy. More often, it’s a playground bully dangling loogies over your face. So, after a little flamingo-necktie-assisted arson, a near-luxury car full of demons, some car trouble, and a game of human whack-a-mole, we were once again out of leads.

To say I sometimes run hot under the collar is a gross understatement. After what happened in Triton, I was a pissed off 500-pound gorilla with a pink fanny pack, a sawed-off, and a “can do or screw you” attitude. Now, I’m just looking for a visual aide to demonstrate my rage on and the demon that keeps standing me up is my top choice. On my way to get to him, of course, I stumbled over a demon cult that was in the process of signing people up for Hell.

Slow Fade is the portrait of Wesley Hardin, whose life has been devoted to manipulations of all kinds: cinematic images, conference table negotiations, actors, technicians, and even (and especially) those closest to him. Nearing the end of his career, he tries to divest himself of illusions, to make peace with his demons and his past. The process is complex and at times appears to occur by committee.

In my pursuit of a more meaningful life, I've noticed how our internal differences are ignored by most self-help gurus and spiritual leaders. Their methods and teachings don’t usually work for the majority of people because they don’t consider how wide the psychological gap is between them and their followers. I didn't have to read a book about how poor people think. I grew up poor and I know that mindset first-hand. When we understand the psychology of poor people, it’s easy to see why sharing information about wealth isn’t enough to penetrate the soul of a poverty-stricken mind.