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A seemingly magical path to resolving the disconnect between money and self-worth by addressing harmful beliefs held in the nervous system If you’re feeling stuck in life, hidden beliefs may be holding you back from realizing your potential worth. Wired for Money shares insights from one of...

Explore the green and nether regions of the South West with ‘Bob Bradman’s Bed & Breakfast’; join Quentin Montreal for ‘New Movements’, as he looks into such disturbing trends as the suffragette diet, fox hunting in Maida Vale and blind motor racing; and help yourself to a heaped spoonful of Sugar Cane, the sultry Detective Sergeant whose hand is firmly wrapped around the throbbing pulse of crime.

Get in. Get paid. Get the hell out. That’s the plan. Scotland’s rolling hills are calling me home, and this job is just another stop along the way. But being her bodyguard is harder than expected. Keeping tabs on a fiercely independent lass who refuses to follow the rules? Nearly impossible. Then my cold, blackened heart starts to thaw as I watch her dirty little shows. She’s maddening, bratty, and curvy in all the right ways. Ach, what am I doing? And what happens when my compass home begins pointing toward her instead?

flee to my family's mountain ranch to heal a broken heart. I did not expect a charging bear. But then a shirtless, tattooed cowboy saves me. Declan Brewer is my father's new ranch hand. He's a retired rodeo star who's got swagger in spades. And he's completely forbidden. Declan is new to Huckleberry Hill, but the small town welcomes him as one of their own. Then one night after bourbon and banter, we cross the line.

Five morally grey souls sat on the wall until bullets knocked them to the floor. But all of the Rebels and their men, might not be able to put us together again. It was here. War.

I’ve spent five years in hell, chained up by a man who was supposed to love me. My family thinks I’m dead. I would be, if it weren’t for the little boy born into a nightmare. I breathe only for him. Until Zane walks back into my life. My brother-in-law. The teenager I once knew, now all grown-up. He’s a prisoner, just as I am. I don’t trust him—but I have no one else.