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A scientist reveals the groundbreaking evidence linking many major diseases, including cancer, diabetes, and Alzheimer’s disease, to a common root cause - insulin resistance - and shares an easy, effective plan to reverse and prevent it.

I should’ve hugged her more. I should’ve loved her more. But the truth is, I couldn’t. Even after we were free, I couldn’t love them like that. Because I could never shake the feeling that each time they walked away from me, it would be the last time I saw them.

They call him the Sick Heart. They say he's a shameless monster. They say he's a ruthless killer. They say he's as twisted as the man who owns him. They say a lot of things about Cort van Breda. But in our world violence is money, and money is winning, and winning is life, and life is the only thing that matters. Except...he wasn't meant to win that last fight. And I wasn't meant to be his prize. But he did. And I am. And now his sick heart owns me.

This podcast is all about exploring crazy real-life scenarios that may happen to you in this sick world. Have you ever wondered what you would do if you discovered your wife was secretly selling her underwear online? Or if you suspect your baby is a racist. If so, then this is the podcast for you. We are Jerry and Ben and we've been friends for almost 20 years. Sit back, relax and strap on your seat belt as we discuss, dissect and discuss again crazy scenarios scenarios and its hilarious consequences.

Delivering the best paranormal news and stories from the Strange World we live on

"Sick and Tired of 'God Bless America'" is from the US section of The New York Times. It was written by Susan Jacoby and narrated by Keith Sellon-Wright.

Part biography of a wartime adventurer, part detective story, and part faith journey, this intriguing book from a New York Times journalist and bestselling author takes us inside the modern-day making of a saint. The Saint Makers chronicles the unlikely alliance between Father Hotze and Dr...

He was my foster brother. He swore to protect me. He failed. They all failed. I’m an open box of passé photographs, snapped in chaste daylight, but filtered in sepia. I’m the past that he tried to forget, and he was the future I needed. When he left four years ago, I screamed for him every night. But then it all stopped. But he has come back. He’s not the cute big brother I had a furtive crush on, or the bad-boy rich brat that I hated to love. He’s the ruthless vice president of Wolf Pack MC, and he doesn’t answer to Royce Kane anymore. He answers to Sicko.