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After the grand success of "The Scam", now a hit web series, authors Sucheta Dalal & Debashis Basu have written a new book exposing the inside story of the National Stock Exchange. Absolute Power by Sucheta Dalal and Debashis Basu's book is an inside story of the National Stock Exchange's amazing success, leading to hubris, regulatory capture, and Algo scam.
In 1992, the Harshad Mehta scam led to profound changes in capital market regulation and infrastructure. One of these was setting up the NSE as a cleaner alternative to the century-old, scam- and faction-ridden BSE. In a supreme irony, NSE itself got embroiled in the Algo scam originating in the Exchange's sanctum sanctorum: the co-location servers for high-frequency trading.
Were systems deliberately weak to allow unfair access to certain brokers? Did NSE employees collude with them? Who was responsible? Here is the whole story of NSE's commercial success leading to arrogance and a fall from grace, even as it continues to remain a highly profitable near-monopoly.
Book Name: Absolute Power – Inside story of the National Stock Exchange's amazing success, leading to hubris, regulatory capture and algo scam
Author: Sucheta Dalal and Debashis Basu
Publisher: Kensource Information Services LLP
Sucheta Dalal is a journalist. She brought the Harshad Mehta scam of 1992 to the world. She was born in 1962 in Mumbai, Maharashtra. She is known for the 1992 Indian stock market scam. Her early education was completed in Mumbai. She graduated with B.Sc in Statistics from Karnataka College, Dharwad. She also studied LLB and LLM at Bombay University.
She is awarded by Padma Shree award in 2006 for best journalism performance. She started his work as a journalist from 1990-1998 with Times of India in Mumbai. She was the financial editor for the Times of India before 1998. She was Consulting Editor with The Indian Express. She wrote columns for Indian Express and Financial Express. Currently, she is the Managing Editor of Money Life magazine.
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The Caribbean Institute of Mental Health and Substance Abuse (CARIMENSA) is a Primary Prevention Institution within the Faculty of Medical Sciences with supportive relationships to the Section of Psychiatry in the Department of Community Health and Psychiatry, University of the West Indies (Mona).
The Executive Director of CARIMENSA is Professor Emeritus Frederick W. Hickling of the Department of Community Health and Psychiatry.
We offer a wide range of services in the areas of Mental Health, Substance Abuse, Community Outreach and Interventions, Cultural Therapy, Training and Workshops.
CARIMENSA was established as a Primary Prevention Institution. The purpose of this type of institution is to identify, track, and provide information and interventions to people who are at risk of developing mental illness based on problems within their individual, familial and communal lives. Thus our target is prevention of the problem's manifestation. This function sets CARIMENSA apart from any other institution in Jamaica.
A multi-diciplinary team comprised of Internationally recognized Psychiatrists, Cultural Therapists, Teachers, Researchers and Creative Professionals. The Executive Director of CARIMENSA is Professor Frederick W. Hickling of the Department of Community Health and Psychiatry.
CARIMENSA was established as a Primary Prevention Institution. The purpose of this type of institution is to identify, track, and provide information and interventions to people who are at risk of developing mental illness based on problems within their individual, familial and communal lives. Thus our target is prevention of the problem's manifestation. This function sets CARIMENSA apart from any other institution in Jamaica. The national, regional and international demand in health is for Primary Prevention and Primary care which includes: community conflict resolution; drastically reduce crime and violence; sexually transmitted diseases, particularly HIV AIDS; life-style related chronic diseases of obesity, hypertension and diabetes; and mental illness. Consequently, it is important that health professionals are taught to deliver Primary Care Services and Primary Prevention. CARIMENSA is designed to train health professionals to deliver counselling, psychotherapy and cultural therapy to at-risk of the populations of every age group.
CARIMENSA is now a distributor of The Achenbach System of Empirically Based Assessment (ASEBA) for Jamaica. The ASEBA offers a comprehensive approach to assessing adaptive and maladaptive functioning of children, adolescents and adults. For all your psychological assessment needs please contact CARIMENSA by email carimensa.aseba@gmail.com or call (876) 922-3216.
Keep up with the The Caribbean Institute of Mental Health and Substance Abuse. CARIMENSA has engaged in a private/public partnership with Psychotherapy Associates Ltd, one of the leading private medical research organizations in Jamaica (Figueroa & Henry Lee 1998).


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Release Blitz: Someone to Watch Over Me by Libby Simone #LGBTQ #contemporaryromance #BDSM @ninestarpress @GoIndiMarketing @libby_simone
Posted on January 14, 2022 by JessicaS
Title: Someone to Watch Over Me
Author: Libby Simone
Publisher: NineStar Press
Heat Level: 3 – Some Sex
Pairing: Male/Male
Length: 63900
Genre: Contemporary, LGBTQIA+, crime, gay, pansexual, BDSM, porn star, private detective, film set, porn industry, voyeurism, blackmail
Arthur Adams takes his job seriously, keeping good guys safe and investigating bad guys. When his company is hired to secure the set for a film crew, the job seems straightforward, if not simple. Of course, the films are adult and graphic, so the situation can get hard fast. And it does.
Kit is an adult film star and an anomaly: he's educated, experienced, and in the business for the fun of it. The seedy realities of his world reveal themselves, however, as his ex's behavior grows more threatening. Unfortunately, the ex is wealthy and well connected in addition to being a stalker.
As Arthur watches Kit more closely, he finds it more difficult to look away.
The threats against the production become increasingly worrisome as Arthur's team digs into the background of a rival studio, and they become personal as he unpeels Kit's layers. As the case uncovers abusers, traffickers, and would-be murderers, all of Arthur's skills and resources will be put to the test.
Libby Simone © 2022
Arthur wraps a hand around his coffee mug and pulls apart the brittle beige window blinds to peer out at the street below. The morning is cool, even after the fog lifts. People pass quickly, hands in pockets. They do not look up. Steam radiates from the back of the newsstand across the street, and Arthur takes a sip, watching it curl and dissipate.
The building is mostly empty today. The pipes squeak upstairs, and something scurries in the walls. Business has been slow. Business is always slow.
"Get in here, Arthur."
"Coming." He leaves the window and sets the mug on his desk, which he sidesteps to make his way to the door. He turns the corner and steps over the uneven floor plank. He scratches his elbow and raises an eyebrow. "What do you need?"
Maurice leans forward in his desk chair and fixes Arthur with an impassive gaze. His office smells of Big Red and sulfur, and he scribbles onto a steno pad with a stubby yellow pencil. Arthur leans against the doorframe and watches. The desk is cluttered, as usual, with a gas station coffee cup, photographs, and the morning paper. Maurice gestures to a seat, and Arthur shakes his head. "I'll stand," he says, provoking an annoyed glare.
"Suit yourself." Maurice runs his hand across the desktop. It's easily the sturdiest piece of furniture in the place, bought secondhand from an auction at the old library. They had to haul it in through the window, and Arthur is convinced someday it will fall through the floor. It hasn't yet. It probably won't until Maurice retires and he's sitting behind it instead. "Client coming by in a few minutes. I'm putting you on this one."
"This early?"
"It's nearly ten."
Arthur shrugs. "Philandering husband or wife?"
"Neither. Guard duty."
"Guard duty? Why would I—"
"Because I'm assigning this one to you."
"It's going to require coordination with an outside security team."
"You know I don't like—"
"I don't give a damn what you like, son. You're good at it, and I'm assigning you the case. That's the end of the story. You got something to say?"
"No." Arthur grinds his teeth.
Maurice nods and unwraps a fresh piece of chewing gum. "Let her in when she arrives. And clear your datebook." He snorts at his joke.
"Anything I should know first?"
"I'd hate to spoil the surprise."
The surprise arrives promptly at ten, as if she waited outside the frosted glass door until the turn of the hour. She is striking, with coal-black hair and piercing blue eyes, outlined dark despite it being a weekday. She wears a tidy knit suit with a well-tailored skirt and silk shirt buttoned high on her neck. "Therese Spielman," she says, shaking his hand. Her skin is ice cold, and her grip is tight. "Pleasure." She doesn't smile, but most people don't when they hire a private investigator. Arthur leads her to Maurice.
"Welcome. Please, have a seat." The vinyl on the chairs splits and flakes, but they're serviceable. If Therese notices, she's too polite to complain.
"You're the gentleman I spoke to on the phone." She glances from him to Arthur and lifts a meticulous eyebrow.
"Yes," Maurice says, "I'm the one you talked to. This is Arthur. He's my number one."
"I see. Very militaristic."
Maurice tilts his head in a nod. It's easy to spot, even if Arthur no longer calls him by rank. "You said you want someone who can coordinate your security team. Arthur's the man for the job."
She looks him up and down. "I see."
Arthur clears his throat. "And what exactly is the job?"
"We make films, Mister—"
"Adams. You make films? Here?"
"We are a long way from Hollywood, it's true. But, yes, I assure you, we make films too."
"They're pornographers, Art."
"Huh. Okay."
Therese watches him and purposefully nods. "You'll do." She looks him up and down again. "You'll do nicely, and if that"—she pointedly looks down—"matches the rest of you, I may have even more work for you than securing our warehouse."
"Warehouse?"
"Am I done here?" she asks.
"Yes." Maurice smiles. "Thank you, Ms. Spielman."
"I'll see myself out."
Arthur finally takes a seat. "What's going on? Guarding a porn shoot at a warehouse? You're serious?"
Maurice shrugs and unwraps another piece of gum. He takes out his chewed piece and sticks it to the lid of the coffee cup. "I tried to get details over the phone, but she's prickly as fuck, and cagey. Said they've received some threats—notes and letters warning them to close up shop or else. Looks like the whole thing probably has something to do with a rival company. She's worried about a stalker. They're shooting for two weeks in the warehouse district, down by the docks. Basically, she doesn't want questions asked; she said she just wants"—he reads from a note—"'a smooth production schedule.'"
"Huh." Arthur drums his fingers on his leg. "Two weeks for porn?"
"I'm not sure that's the relevant question."
"You're right. Why do they need extra security? What rival company?"
"Now you see why you're on the job."
"Tell me about the threats."
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Libby Simone lives in Kansas City, where she learns for a living and writes for fun. When she isn't designing research or napping, she can be found taking long walks, people watching, and dreaming up different worlds.
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DOOLITTLE (Devil's Fury MC) by Harley Wylde #mcromance #actionadventure #agegap @HarleyW_Writer @changelingpress
Doolittle (Devil's Fury MC #11)
Written by Harley Wylde
Cover Art by Bryan Keller
Minnie — The Reckless Kings told me it was pointless to pine after Satyr. I kept offering myself to him, hoping he'd see me as something more. I was a fool. All that man will ever see when he looks at me is a club girl. I'll always be trash in his eyes. So when the President offers me a chance at a new life, I grab on with both hands. It might mean living with yet another club — the Devil's Fury — but once I meet Doolittle, my entire world turns upside down. I'd thought myself in love with Satyr, but I was so very wrong. Doesn't matter. Same situation, different man. I might be starting my life over, but Doolittle knows what I am, what I've been… and he'll never want someone like me as his old lady.
Doolittle — Beast asked a favor and I gladly agreed. I have no problem with a woman who wants a fresh start. Before I even met Minnie, I'd offered to let her work at my clinic. I don't know what I expected. But the stunning woman who shows up leaves me tripping over myself. I've never met anyone like her before, and the instant connection between us is startling. Just one problem. Well, three. The first is Meredith. The girl won't take no for an answer and is determined I'll be hers. The second is that Minnie feels unworthy of being mine. I'll just have to prove her wrong. The third I never saw coming, and it just might change everything.
WARNING: Doolittle is part of the Devil's Fury MC romance series and contains bad language, violence, and adult situations. You'll also find entirely too many adorable animals, no cheating, and a guaranteed happily-ever-after.
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I should have left the Reckless Kings long ago. If not back before Whisper came here and shook things up, then definitely after my talk with Copper a few months ago. Instead, I'd decided to stick it out. I'd been with Satyr a few times, but he mostly went to the new girls. I'd known Satyr would never see me as more than a convenience. The others had tried to tell me, and I'd seen their pitying looks on multiple occasions. I'd ignored all of them, holding out the hope that one day, Satyr would look at me and realize I was more than just a club whore.
The nights he hadn't wanted me, I'd had no choice but to be with someone else. Brick wasn't always around. Since his grandson came to live here, there were nights he didn't come to the clubhouse. Most of the guys gave me a wide berth, but that wasn't always the case. Aside from Satyr, only Copper wanted my attention. The others knew I didn't really want them, and they left me alone. For whatever reason, Copper seemed to like me. Not enough to make me his, but it didn't stop him from using me when he could. By being at the clubhouse, I'd given my consent to partying with the members.
The only reason I even came to the Reckless Kings was because of that infuriating man — Satyr. But tonight, I'd had enough. Satyr had walked past me, immediately started pawing one of the new girls, and after he'd fucked her in front of everyone, he'd moved on his new favorite — Kelly. She hadn't seemed to mind sharing him and hadn't batted an eye. The fact he'd ignored me all night had been more than I could handle.
In the last three months, I'd been with Satyr a handful of times. I'd been coming here less and less. If it weren't for Brick requesting my presence tonight, I probably wouldn't have come. When he'd asked me to join him for a drink, I hadn't been able to say no.
Brick reached out and grabbed my hand. "I know this isn't how you wanted things to end. We were all hoping Satyr would pull his head out of his ass."
"You've all been warning me for a while now. Everyone knew he'd never want me as more than easy pussy. It was stupid for me to think he might change his mind."
"Minnie, he's my brother and I have to side with him, but… I think he's missing out on something special with you. It's been clear from the beginning you're different from most of the women who come here." Brick patted my hand. "Which is why Beast would like to run an idea by you. Head on back to his office. He's expecting you."
I stood and went down the back hall and knocked on the President's door. I'd wondered why he was here on a party night. Ever since he'd claimed Lyssa, he'd started heading home when things heated up at the clubhouse. I couldn't blame him. His wife was wonderful.
"Come in," he barked.
I opened the door and stepped inside, leaving it open so no one would get the wrong idea. He sighed and rubbed at his eyes.
"Brick said you wanted to see me," I said.
He nodded. "I know things haven't worked out well for you here. You plan on staying in town?"
I shrugged a shoulder. "I have a job and an apartment, but… I really don't want to see Satyr around town if I can avoid it. There's nothing holding me here. My job isn't exactly fabulous."
"I heard you have some experience with animals," he said.
"The human variety or the furred type?" I asked.
He smirked. "Probably both, but I meant the kind with feathers, fur, or scales."
"I do. I worked in the kennels at a boarding place during high school. I mostly dealt with dogs and cats though."
"There's someone with the Devil's Fury arriving here tonight. Goes by the name of Doolittle. He's bringing a puppy for the kids. Someone tossed it into a sack and tried to drown it." I wasn't sure what that had to do with me. Was he asking me to pet sit whenever he went out of town? I must have looked as confused as I felt because he smiled and leaned forward, bracing his elbows on his desk. "The Devil's Fury are down in Georgia. Doolittle isn't just one of their patched members, but he's also a veterinarian. Owns a local practice. I mentioned your situation to him, and he'd like to help."
"Help how?" I asked.
"Meet with him and hear him out. He'd like to hire you to work in the kennels at his clinic, but also to help with the animals he takes home. He has an entire sunroom filled with all sorts of critters that need attention. Sound like something that might interest you?"
I nodded. "It does. Not sure trading one club for another is the smartest idea though."
"You wouldn't be a club whore there, Minnie. It's a fresh start for you. No one in town will know your past, except the Devil's Fury officers and Doolittle. None of them are going to say a damn word to anyone. Even though some of their other members have been here a time or two, I know you didn't spend time with them. I doubt they'd remember seeing you here. Just think about it."
Harley Wylde is the International Bestselling Author of the Dixie Reapers MC, Devil's Boneyard MC, and Hades Abyss MC series.
When Harley's writing, her motto is the hotter the better — off the charts sex, commanding men, and the women who can't deny them. If you want men who talk dirty, are sexy as hell, and take what they want, then you've come to the right place. She doesn't shy away from the dangers and nastiness in the world, bringing those realities to the pages of her books, but always gives her characters a happily-ever-after and makes sure the bad guys get what they deserve.
The times Harley isn't writing, she's thinking up naughty things to do to her husband, drinking copious amounts of Starbucks, and reading. She loves to read and devours a book a day, sometimes more. She's also fond of TV shows and movies from the 1980's, as well as paranormal shows from the 1990's to today, even though she'd much rather be reading or writing.
You can find out more about Harley or enter her monthly giveaway on her website. Be sure to join her newsletter while you're there to learn more about discounts, signing events, and other goodies!
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Book Blitz: Fumbled by Lizzi Stone #SportsRomance #RomCom @XpressoTours
Fumbled
Lizzi Stone
(A Chesapeake Commanders Novel, #1)
Genres: Adult, Comedy, Contemporary, Romance, Sports
Hawk Florence has always been the football star, the guy that can make any girl fall in love with him- and then break their heart. And that's exactly what he did to me way back in high school. Now I've been assigned to do a puff piece on him for a national sports journal, and I'm more than ready to get my revenge.
The plan is simple. First, sit him down and flatter the shit out of him. Laugh at his crappy jokes. Touch his arm, let it linger. When he asks me out, I'll flutter my eyelashes and shyly accept. Then, make him fall in love. And devour him. I'm ready. I won't fail. But there's one thing that I didn't plan for: he doesn't ask me out. Instead, he calls me out on my BS. He's not wrong, but that's just one of the ways that my plan has already gone terribly wrong before it even begins.
When he does finally ask me out, it isn't much of a date. Instead, it's a few agonizing hours of going back and forth about why we hate each other. But there is one interesting thing that came out of our brief time together: the bet that Hawk makes with me- that he will make me fall in love in 3 weeks, in love for real. If he fails, he'll give me every exclusive for the season. Of course, I accept. Why wouldn't I? This will help my career, and it's not like he has a prayer anyway. This jerk broke my heart in high school, and there's no way that I will fall for the same trick twice. Or will I?
All bets are off when it comes to the heart. Fumbled is a standalone sports romcom that will make you wonder what to do when love- and football- gives you a second chance….
Other books in the series (so far):
Sacked- Chase's book
Tackled- Bam's book
Huddled- Ollie's book
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"How do I look?" I smiled brilliantly, and batted my eyelashes.
"Like you're ready to knock off his socks and shoes and leave him to walk home on his bare-ass feet," Grace replied, as only a best friend can.
"I was going for 'crawling home on hands and knees,' but it will do," I joked. Okay, half joked. I wanted him to look at me. Really look at me, like he hadn't in high school. Maybe it was petty. I was doing well for myself. I worked at National Daily magazine's headquarters here in Norfolk. I owned the part of my apartment the bank didn't own, which was approximately a fingertip of space in the bathroom. Maybe the whole toilet. I didn't need to impress any guy.
Any but this one.
"Are you sure you don't want me to come with you?" Grace picked up the lipstick tube and slipped it into my bag.
"In case I get tongue-tied?" I asked. "What's the worst that could happen?" All right, I might march in and declare myself to be the proud owner of a toilet. I'm pretty sure even I wouldn't be that awkward.
Lizzi Stone is the pen name for two USA Today Bestselling authors who love sports, sexy men, strong women and coffee, lots and lots of coffee! For giveaways, new releases and deals follow Lizzi on Facebook @lizzistoneauthor.
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Release Blitz: No Easy Catch by Jaqueline Snowe #enemiestolovers #eroticromance #sports @firstforromance @totally_bound
No Easy Catch by Jaqueline Snowe
Book 4 in the Cleat Chasers series
General Release Date: 4th January 2022
Book Length: SUPER NOVEL
A jock and a party girl teaming up—makes total sense, right? Actually, maybe…
Ambar Henderson is a senior communications major who has no idea what she wants to do in life. She spends most of her time working on her blog after gaining a lot of readers with a story she wrote junior year and…never followed up on. The last thing she expects is an angry jock accusing her of involvement in a scam that could shake the college to its foundations.
Jeff Maddow should be focused on his senior season of baseball and not the suspicious activity happening on the team. It's his time to shine and get drafted, but after seeing incriminating evidence, he can't not investigate. And his first lead is the campus blogger…who's related to a name in the document he saw.
Ambar's been coasting, writing about campus fashion and hook-ups rather than politics and economics, but when Jeff shows up at her place spouting wild accusations, she agrees to help him just to prove the stubborn athlete wrong.
Long nights, impassioned arguments, close quarters…both Jeff and Ambar find opposites more than attract when things heat up.
Publisher's note: This book was previously released by Finch Books.
Convincing the hostess to let me into the second semester sports fundraiser was easier than it should've been. With one little promise of featuring her on my blog and bam, the young girl ushered me into the ballroom where the school's biggest and best athletes mingled with coaches, alumni and the press.
Ah, the things people do for attention.
I tapped my pen against my lip while I took in the surroundings. It wasn't black tie, but it was fancier than a casual get-together and I sent a prayer of thanks to my roommate who'd convinced me to wear a sleek black dress. It was a little tight and I kept running my hand down to the side to make sure my love-handles weren't bulging out. My coordination was abysmal and I tripped over my own two feet sometimes, but at least I didn't stand out—which was the goal.
I needed a new story to boost views on my blog or I would be shit outta luck. No views meant no affiliates, which equaled less money, and with my less-than-stellar first two years at school, I had no internships or job opportunities waiting for me at the end of the semester. The real world was knocking with graduation looming and I hadn't a clue what I wanted to or could actually do.
But, I did have a clue about what the student body loved to gossip about more than any other topic—the latest on the hot jocks. Girls, guys, scholarships and walk-ons. Readers loved hearing about the latest flings or scandals and this fundraiser was hot-jock central.
"Ambar Henderson?" A familiar voice caught my attention and I glanced at my left to see Peyton Gentry smiling at me. "What are you here for? Sneak in for the free booze?"
"Ha ha." I plastered on a fake smile despite the flash of hurt. Peyton and I had become friends freshman year—right in the smack of my party days—and he always brought it up no matter how much I had changed since then. "I'm here for a story, not the booze."
"Right." He smirked and lowered his voice. "Is it a juicy one?" He slung an arm over my shoulder in a quick hug and, while I didn't dislike Peyton, I was glad when he removed his arm. "Heard there's something weird going on with the volleyball team with one of their new freshmen."
"Yeah?" I waited for him to respond, but his attention drifted elsewhere and he gave me a weak wave before heading off. "Great to see you too, Peyton," I mumbled to myself. He was an average player on the soccer team but always managed to make himself seem bigger, better, more handsome. I snorted to myself at the headlines I would love to write someday.
Athletes and their egos—size does really matter
The bigger and not better—egos exposed
I took a deep breath, gathered as much courage as I could and walked about the event searching for anything that could be of interest. There were a couple of girls I recognized from the volleyball team, but they seemed normal, laid-back even. Each table had a large tented sign with the sport listed and it amazed me to see how much attention was given to athletes at our Division I school. Were there events like this for scholars? For those who made the Dean's List year after year? Doubtful.
Schools spend money on sports, not smarts
Yeah, that headline wouldn't sell shit. I derailed those thoughts and tried to ignore the tinge of jealousy weaving its way through my body. All these athletes had futures after college. They had tutors, scholarships, teams that supported them and, as someone who came from the opposite end of the spectrum, it was easy to envy them.
A loud cackle exploded near the front where the baseball players sat talking to what I assumed to be the coaches. They wore polos with the school logo, were significantly older than them and had the whole coaching vibe with the hard face and knowing eyes. Zade Willows, Tanner Johnson and Aaron Hill all wore suits and smiles and a part of my stomach fluttered. They were so handsome and such decent human beings I wished I could've written a million stories on them. Their faces alone would get readers. But I'd already done a story on Aaron and his girlfriend, so that well was dry. Plus, they were my friends and I refused to cross that boundary.
Moving on to another sport, I weaved through tables, trying to listen to conversations for something to spark motivation. Fifteen minutes passed without any luck and the familiar sensation of failure washed over me. How can I pass my senior classes when I can't even write a stupid blog post without getting writer's block?
God, I wish I could drink.
It wouldn't hurt anyone if I snuck one bottled water and I blended in with the crowd as I approached the refreshment table. That was the good thing about being average-looking. No one really noticed me like they did my beautiful and tall roommates. I undid the cap and took a huge gulp when I felt someone staring at me.
Water spilled down my mouth and onto my dress when I found cold, unamused gray eyes narrowing at me. Jeff Maddow. He defined my perfect male specimen with his honey-brown hair styled just enough to be cool, his massive broad shoulders that went well with his defined pecs—perfectly showcased in the dark-gray dress shirt plastered across his chest. Good lord.
Shit, did he say something?
His light gray eyes were framed by perfectly dark eyelashes and, God damn, those cheekbones were enough to make me forget my own name. He blinked and tilted his head to the side with impatience as he approached me. "Ambar Henderson, how the hell did you get into this event? You are neither an athlete nor a sponsor."
"I have my ways." I jutted out my chin and ignored the sweat pooling down my back.
"Did you sneak in? No, wait, let me guess. You bribed someone." He smiled like it was a joke, but his tone made it clear he was not happy. "I should call security."
"Really, Jeff? Come on." I hated how my fingers shook when I ran them through my hair, trying to act nonchalant. "I didn't bribe anyone."
"I wouldn't put it past you." He brought up a glass of champagne to his mouth and held my gaze as he took a sip. It was annoying to be attracted to someone who thought so little of me, but, alas, that was life.
"What do you care if I'm here? I'm not bothering you or anyone for that matter."
"False." He finished the glass and took a step closer to me. For one stupid second, I wondered what it would be like to feel his full lips against mine, but the look on his face sobered that thought. "You are a known campus blogger who finds out information about people to get views. You're no better than a tabloid magazine for a college. Athletes have enough to worry about with how hard we have to work. They should feel safe here, celebrating and networking, not worrying about being featured on a girl's pathetic blog to get attention."
"You know that's not what I do, Jeff," I defended myself but my voice lost its gusto. "I'm here for ideas…more like motivation. Nothing more."
"Right." He shook his head and tensed his jaw as he scanned the room. "Motivation to find out who's sleeping with who? Who has a better batting average when they're in a relationship versus being single?"
I gritted my teeth and willed my skin to not turn red. My cheeks burned when I attempted to defend my reasoning for writing those blogs. "It was for entertainment, Jeff. Plus, the stats didn't lie."
He gave me a look like many of my professors had. Disappointment. "Do you ever think about writing something credible or for a good cause?"
"The story about Hilly and Greta was—"
"Fine, sure." He waved a hand in dismissal and gave me a look that made me feel even smaller than my just-over-five-feet frame. "But you could actually spend time writing stories that matter. Not dumbass pieces that exploit athletes and encourage cleat chasers to come after us." He pressed his lips together and let out an aggravated sigh. "Stay away from my team, Ambar."
Then he stalked away to the front of the room, his stiff shoulders telling me everything I needed to know. He wasn't a fan of what I did or who I was. It wasn't news, but his words hit one of my deepest insecurities. What am I even doing with my blog? My life?
God damn it. Find a story! I finished the water and tossed the bottle into a trash can when a familiar deep, masculine laugh caught my attention. That's my Uncle Martin. My mood lifted instantly and I headed toward him. He was dressed in a three-piece suit and had his hand on a shoulder of a middle-aged man I didn't recognize. He finished telling a joke—a specialty of my favorite family member—before he noticed me and ushered me over. "Ambar Henderson."
"Martin Rhett," I replied, mirroring his hugging stance and smiling into his chest when he wrapped me in a bear hug like he had since I was a child. "I don't even know why you're here, but I'm so glad."
"Business partners in the community. We love supporting athletes!" He kept his arm around me and introduced me to the gentlemen around us. "This is my favorite niece, fellas. She's a senior this year and is a hell of a writer."
Various hellos and greetings echoed around me and I relished my uncle's words. A hell of a writer. He never made me feel stupid or unremarkable. He'd encouraged me my entire life and seeing him at the event gave me the necessary boost of confidence.
"Nice to meet you all," I said, looking all five of them in the eye and shaking their hands. There was a brief moment where I faced the direction of the baseball table and met Jeff's gaze, but I forced myself to not stare or think about why he was watching me. "Anyone have a good story for me? I'm looking for a topic on my senior project and could use some ideas."
"Ah, my girl is always working." Uncle Martin laughed and led me away from the group with a smile that had taken years to practice. Once we were out of earshot, he changed his expression. "How did you get into the event, Ambar? I thought this was for athletes only."
"See, the thing is… I was on my way out." I gave him a cheesy smile. "Lunch next time you're in town?"
"Of course." He pulled me into another hug. "Stay out of trouble, okay? You have four more months of college and I don't want anything more to happen. You know?"
Like my little drug and drinking binge freshman year?
Or my academic probation?
"I know, I know." I frowned and felt every ounce of shame in my bones. "I'll head out. I really did come for ideas. Nothing more."
"I believe you. Now go through the side door. I'll cover for you." He indicated the large black double-doors and winked. "While I can't condone you sneaking into an event, it does bring me joy to know you do have a little Rhett in your blood."
"See you later, Uncle." I smiled and snuck one more glance around the ballroom before leaving. It didn't mean anything when Jeff continued to stare at me with an unreadable expression on his face. If anything, he should've been happy I was leaving his precious party. Ugh.
New headline.
Jeff Maddow should pull the stick out of his own ass to get a better batting average.
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Book Tour Sign-Up: Charming (Devil's Boneyard MC) by Harley Wylde #mcromance #agegap #bookbloggers @HarleyW_Writer
Calling all fans of Motorcycle Club Romances!
Harley Wylde is looking for book bloggers, bookstagrammers, as well as bookish TikTok and Facebook pages or groups. Want to help spread the word about Charming, which releases in February 2022?
Series: Devil's Boneyard MC
Dakota — Having a half-brother who's an infamous assassin isn't all it's cracked up to be. At twenty-five, he's still micromanaging my life. The moment Specter tells me about an arranged marriage to one of his associates I do what any sane woman would… I run. Never counted on meeting a biker I can't seem to forget, nor did I plan on our two days together to have lasting consequences. When bad men find me, there's only one person I want. Charming. I'm just not certain I'll get a warm reception.
Charming — Dakota is different from anyone I've ever known, and it's not because of who her brother is. It's simply her. Some sixth sense keeps telling me she's in trouble. When she calls and asks for help, I know I'll do anything for her. The men after her have no idea she's mine, or that she's carrying my kid, but they will soon enough. I won't rest until they're six feet under.
WARNING: Charming is part of the Devil's Boneyard MC series and can be read as a stand-alone. There's a guaranteed happily-ever-after, no cliffhanger, and no cheating. This is an age-gap romance of more than twenty years with bad language, adult situations, and violence.
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Release Blitz: Returning Heroes by Harry F. Rey #LGBTQ #SciFiRomance #Aliens @ninestarpress @GoIndiMarketing
Title: Returning Heroes
Series: The Galactic Captains, Book Six
Author: Harry F. Rey
Pairing: Male/Male, Male/Male Menage
Genre: SciFi, LGBTQIA+, action,adventure, aliens, dark, MM romance, #ownvoices, royalty, sci-fi, futuristic, space, folklore, gods, intercultural, interspecies, war of worlds
Captain Ales has returned to the galaxy, forever changed as the powers have prepared for war. He'll accept help from anyone if it leads to the mysterious Turo from whose cage Ales must free himself if he ever wants to return to the Red Moon.
Meanwhile Daeron has been offered the deal of a lifetime by the ruler of the Seven Suns. Marry Osvai, the Kyleri prince, and become heir to the richest star-state in the galaxy while raising an army to restore the prince to his rightful place as Emperor of the Million Suns.
But Viscamon's grip on Jiwani has only tightened as the nobles imprisoned in the Royal Baths still refuse to bow to the immortal's cataclysmic theology of destroying the Galactic Balance. It seems the only way for Imperial Guard Captain Antari to avoid a massacre is outright treachery.
While dynasties play galactic politics, the Outer Verge is being torn apart. From a prison cell, Mahnoor watches The Rip destroying Targuline, until the Kyleri rebels offer him the chance to save himself by flying into the heart of danger. He might even become Jansen's most unlikely hero.
Heroes and villains run riot around the galaxy, unleashing destructive forces and sliding the great powers toward a war from which no one will be safe.
Returning Heroes
Harry F. Rey © 2022
The sleek, spacious travel pod sliced through the swirling burnt-orange clouds of Bazman. Daeron edged forward on the puffed, pillowy chair that consistently failed to relax him. He tugged at the high collar of his pure-white Dalvian silk jacket—yet another gift from President Ezreal. He stared out the window at the spindly towers stretching in and out of the clouds above and below. The teeming city-world of Bazman, capital of the Confederation of the Seven Suns, supposedly the richest star-state in the Shakti Democria, was to Daeron no better than any of the thousands of worlds he'd been on. The rich lived above, flying around in these perfumed and carpeted pods, while the poor shuffled in and out of a noxious atmosphere far below.
Daeron could go anywhere he wanted on Bazman; no store, restaurant, menagerie, or cultural complex was too exclusive for President Ezreal's new favorite son. Six weeks ago, they'd barely escaped the Kyleri fleet which had blown up Aldegar's megacollider. Daeron and the remaining crew of the Daring Huntress chased Turo and the double-crossing Ezi into the Shakti Nebula, only to end up invited to land here by Ezreal's security forces. On Bazman, where he could go anywhere at all, just not leave.
"What's wrong now, Daeron?" Osvai said, relaxing in his similarly styled—but all black—Dalvian silk suit. The missing heir to the Kyleri Empire sipped on a Lactarian malt from a crystal glass while grinning at an entertainment package broadcast on the holoscreen in front of his seat. Lest His Imperial Majesty get bored in the half hour it takes to get from Bazman's presidential palace to the restaurant opening. Daeron glanced over at the prince who was now biting his lip to keep from laughing at the holovid. Daeron watched for a moment. He'd never seen anything so stupid.
"What's so funny about people walking into things? It's cruel."
Osvai wasn't listening. He gasped in laughter as some poor unsuspecting holo-person had a pile of trash dumped on their head. Daeron flung himself against the seat, but it only absorbed the shock and began to massage his lower back. Daeron could huff all he wanted, but Osvai had stopped caring about what bothered Daeron. He stroked his thick black beard, forgetting it was still glistening in the fancy oils Osvai made him use. Daeron wiped his greasy hand on the plush arm of the chair and returned to staring out the window at the traffic lanes of pods gliding through the clouds and between the towers—with no end and no beginning.
"Are Xenia and the rest of the crew coming tonight?" Daeron asked, breathing slowly through his nose, trying to let the fury of being stuck in a gilded prison subside. It wasn't going anywhere. Just like him.
"They left."
Daeron spun on the chair to face Osvai.
"They…left?"
"Yeah. Didn't I tell you?" Osvai said, not looking up from the holovid. Daeron yanked at the silk collar constricting his neck, and it let out a satisfying rip.
"No…you didn't tell me. That was…my crew. My ship." Daeron was doing everything in his power to stay calm, but he knew his string was about to snap. Maybe if Osvai understood that, they wouldn't spend half their nights screaming at each other in their apartment in the presidential palace.
"I guess they went to meet your mom." Osvai drained his glass, then stretched and placed it inside an alcove grooved into the wall where a nozzle filled it back up. "Isn't it her crew again now she's back?"
Daeron fell into a sulking silence at the mention of his mom. Maybe Osvai knew him better than he thought. Because the moment Captain Sanya was raised, Daeron shut down. It had been weeks since she and that Tevian girlfriend of hers, Sallah, had crossed back through the horizon point with her brat, Ales. Had they come to see him? No. Daeron had only learned their mission had been successful from the newscasts. The returning hero Captain Ales, who apparently had an Ingvarian fleet at his disposal now, as well as the entire Outer Verge, had been spotted at the Mayo resort in the Central Star States. After their collective trauma, Captain Sanya, Sallah, and Ales had decided to play happy families and treat themselves to a little vacation at one of the most expensive systems in the galaxy.
It hurt Daeron hard. He'd still not seen her. Not even a holovid call. He stretched out his hand and opened his palm-tech to flick through the only messages his mom had sent since she'd returned.
The megacollider is gone then?
Yeah, as if a rebel Kyleri fleet blowing up an ancient sphere surrounding an entire sun had been his fault. Then, loving, motherly message number two.
Why is Osvai not back on Jiwani? And you lost Turo? Can't you do anything right?
Good point. Why was Osvai not back on Jiwani?
"Don't you care at all?" Daeron snapped, spitting his frustrations at Osvai. The prince finally looked up from the holovid, staring back with those thin eyes and sunset skin that Daeron couldn't deny filled him with lust. Even if he was perpetually pissed off at him.
"Care about what, Daeron?"
"Your fucking empire." Daeron stood up, kicking the chair hard so it spun like a ship out of control. Osvai drained his glass again and, with an overly audible sigh, came over to Daeron and slid his small arms as far around Daeron as they could go. But Daeron wriggled out of his half hug and slunk to the back of the pod, watching the dusty clouds spinning like a vortex as they flew.
"What do you want me to do, Daeron? Fight Viscamon for my throne with what army, exactly?"
"My mom said to take you home."
"Oh, your mom said. It's always the same story with you, Daeron. Your mom says you have to stay on Jiwani with a father you never knew, and you stayed. Your mom says look after me until I'm back on Jiwani, and you blame me for staying in the one place in the galaxy no one's trying to kill me!"
Here we go. Another screaming match.
"Can we not do this now?" Daeron said, arms folded and his back to Osvai. "The president invited us to this restaurant opening, and since he's the one keeping you safe and letting us stay for free, we don't need you getting drunk and making a scene."
"Excuse me?"
"Sorry, more drunk."
Osvai sucked in a short breath. If they'd learned one thing about each other since escaping Jiwani together on the night of Osvai's father, Emperor Kantori's, assassination, it was how to push each other's buttons.
"When was the last time you saw Xenia?" Osvai asked, lathered in bitterness. "Or Tal, or Bindi? Or even Voros? When was it? Kaj's memorial service?"
"Shut up, Osvai."
"You haven't asked about them in weeks. So don't pretend you didn't know they'd leave. You didn't want to know."
"I said shut up!"
"You can say I'm afraid all you want. And yes, I am afraid of going back to Jiwani when Viscamon is imprisoning nobles until he's blackmailed enough to crown himself emperor. That's a normal thing to be scared of. But you—"
"Osvai, I'm fucking warning you." Daeron spun around to see him sauntering around the pod with a look of victory splashed across his face.
"You might look like a big scary man, Daeron, but you're just a little boy. Afraid of what his mommy will say."
Daeron had already exploded. Fury prickled his body; sweat soaked the suit. He'd throw Osvai out of this pod if he could. His fists clamped together, ready to test just how much of a punch this glass could take.
"You have arrived at your destination," the pod's soft female voice said with a ding. "Have a pleasant evening."
Harry F. Rey is an author and lover of gay themed stories with a powerful punch with influences ranging from Alan Hollinghurst to Isaac Asimov to George R.R. Martin. He loves all things sci-fi and supernatural, and always with a gay twist. Harry is originally from the UK but lives in Jerusalem, Israel with his husband.
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Book Blitz: Crazy for this Girl by Hazel Grace #SecondChances #ContemporaryRomance #OfficeRomance @EJBookPromos
Title: Crazy for this Girl
Author: Hazel Grace
Genre: 2nd Chance Romance/Contemporary/Office Romance
Cover Design: Black Widow Designs
It all started the summer going into my Freshman year.
I became the new neighbor to a pretty blonde with a book in her lap that didn't want my company.
Laynee Reese was a smart-mouthed, semi-music genius, who captured all my attention, from shoving me mercilessly into the lake outside our cabins to her failed attempts of trying to get me to like Good Charlotte.
We quickly became best friends, writing letters back and forth about everything and nothing. It became a placeholder for me to keep a piece of how I felt about her because every summer it got worse. I was getting jealous and I wanted more than two thousand miles between us and phone calls after nine.
Life has a funny way of fucking shit up, though, and the end result was the devastating loss of the only girl I've ever wanted.
Months turned to agonizing years but as fate would have it, she stepped right back into the limelight of my life with a second chance.
One she didn't want to give me.
Now, she's my personal assistant and she's screwed because I'm not messing this up again.
Laynee can be pissed at my sudden disappearance when we were eighteen, the things I've done and didn't do, however, all that doesn't overcast the hardened fact that I'm still crazy for this girl.
And nothing and no one is going to get in my way this time. Even if I have to destroy every man not worthy of her that comes her way.
Hazel Grace is an avid music lover and hardcore Oakland Raiders fan from the mitten state of Michigan. Her writing goals are "what the f*ck" storylines while enjoying her readers private messaging her to cuss her out.
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Cover Reveal: Mafiosa Princess – Sacrifice by Liza Malloy #DarkRomance #Mafia @XpressoTours @authorLizaM
Mafiosa Princess- Sacrifice
Liza Malloy
(Mafiosa Princess, #2)
Publication date: February 1st 2022
Genres: Adult, Dark Romance, Mafia, Romance
Love is a dangerous game.
Giada Conti is determined to set her life back on track. Sure, Luca Marino is charming, generous, and dangerously good in bed. But he's also, well, dangerous. Giada's ready to accept that she chose the wrong man, but Luca isn't making it easy for her to leave.
Adrian's thrilled when Giada finally sees Luca's true nature, but his relief is short-lived. When the Conti family business thrusts Giada into harm's way, pretending to date Luca is the one thing that might keep her safe.
As the lines blur between Giada's true feelings and what's just for show, Adrian isn't so sure where Giada's heart will lead her. And as Luca lays all his cards on the table, Giada questions if she was so wrong about him in the first place.
Mafiosa Princess: Sacrifice is the enthralling second book in the steamy mafia romance series that has everyone talking.
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Liza Malloy writes contemporary romance, new adult romance, women's fiction, and fantasy romance. She's a sucker for alpha males, bad boys, dimples, and muscles, and she can't resist a man in uniform. Liza loves creating worlds where the heroine discovers her own strength and finds her Happily Ever After. When Liza isn't reading or writing torrid love stories, she's a practicing attorney. Her other passions include gummy bears, jelly beans, and the occasional marathon. She lives in the Midwest with her four daughters and her own Prince Charming.
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BOOK TOUR: The Last Cowboy by Jan Herrman #historicalfiction @RRBookTours1
Welcome to the book tour for historical fiction novel, The Last Cowboy by Jan Herrman. Read on for more details and a chance to win a $25 Amazon e-gift card!
The Last Cowboy
As the romanticized period of the American "wild" West wound down, most cowboys rode off into the sunset. Hank Miller must follow a different path. In The Last Cowboy, he survives the Civil War, Texas sized desperados, and the great San Francisco earthquake. With a debt to pay, Hank will place himself and his twin sons in great danger in a new, wild and untamed frontier—Morocco!
This is a sweeping tale of a reluctant hero of the West. It is also a story of romance and international adventure, stretching from west Texas to San Francisco, Chicago, New York, London, Tangier and the Moroccan Rif. The novel spans an equally expansive time frame: 1860 to 1912. The backdrop is the American frontier with all its enduring myths and troubling realities.
Ultimately, his heroism earns Hank unexpected wealth, friends on three continents, and the love of an extraordinary woman. Now ensconced in a mansion in the most exclusive neighborhood of San Francisco, Hank has a beautiful wife and three remarkable children. He wants nothing more than to enjoy them all and the highly successful international tour business he and Beth now operate. But a last, perilous mission awaits. Hank has a debt to pay and a friend to rescue in a far off land.
Jan is a retired physician living with his wife, a practicing pediatrician in Southern California. Their children have all flown the coop.
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BOOK TOUR: Chasing Winter by Autumn Lishky #paranormalromance #erotica @RABTBookTours
Paranormal Romance/Erotica
Publisher: Dirty Little Love, LLC
Thirteen Clans. Thirteen Males. One prize.
Winter Jarl is the most notorious female warrior of her species. Her father is chief, and he's dying, so he's cashed in on a promise she made long ago: he's setting her up with an alpha from each of the thirteen clans before she takes over his position.
Sentenced to a year of isolation, she will spend twenty-eight-days alone with each man. By the end of it, Winter must choose one to stand beside her.
The challenge? She must be in love to produce an heir.
Cycle One: Chasing Winter
When Winter's oath comes due, she isn't ready to give up her freedom, her body, or her future. Too bad her nature won't be doing her any favors.
Thunder is young and inexperienced and the first to encounter Winter Jarl's deadly sexuality. But he's got a bucket list of positions he wants to take her in, and he's willing to face her wrath just to check each one off.
If you enjoyed Audrey Carlan's Calendar Girl series, you'll love Autumn Lishky's Wooing the Alpha series.
Jump into this intense paranormal erotica now and see who you want to win Winter's heart.
Winter paced the length of her floor-to-ceiling windows, the soft carpet weaving between her toes as she let the air resistance dry her body. The slivered moon made her promises that it could no longer keep as it crept into the sky.
This was the last night in her room for the next year, and she didn't want to leave it for the mansion her father, the chief, lived in. Winter preferred the edge of wilderness.
Preferred freedom.
Pride forced her to keep her word, made in adolescence but bound by blood and magic.
Her father was dying, and she was the rightful heir—the only other alpha in their pack.
A light flicked on in one of the front windows of his house. Winter retreated to dress in her robe before opening the balcony door to let the cold air nip at her skin.
One more night to herself. One more night to be the barrier against danger. One more night to guard her home and her people from within their woods.
One more night to be Winter.
The robe constrained her already, and she shed it across her camping chair before swinging over the railing. She shifted into her wolf form and hit the forest floor. Leaves crunched as she crashed between the trees.
Her father's guests were arriving, and she refused to take part in their negotiations over who had the privilege of antagonizing her first. And since she had no say about the details of her circumstances, she wanted to spy on the men as they entered her pack's grounds.
Watching each wolf with his people told her more about the man than anything he could say to her. She'd been studying them from afar for long enough.
A few of them, she'd gotten to experiment with up close.
Tonight, it served her well.
The winding road up to the manse meant each traveler had to slow his horse—Father didn't allow cars up on the sacred grounds—and take parts of the trail on foot. Once it reached their little community, the road opened up. One safety precaution amongst many.
Winter found her perch on the crest of the highest hill overlooking the tight curve and waited, nuzzling the ground, nosing twigs and leaves, until their smell reached up into the canopy. A group of five with two horses, three riding and two walking. They smelled of sap and wildfires. Their chatter carried, buoyant and happy. A good sign.
The next was boisterous, and the lead barked orders the entire way. Either his crew didn't take him seriously, or they were quite chummy. The one after traveled with less noise, and they moved with more purpose, like trained soldiers.
All appeared normal.
Winter grew bored and restless as the tenth reacted brusquely toward his men. They smelled of gingerbread—dark molasses and nutmeg.
She cataloged each of their scents to memory since their faces blurred in the distance.
One man walked the path alone with a bag over his shoulder and his hands in his pockets. He smelled of eucalyptus.
Winter teetered off her perch, the agitation forcing her between the trees, up an incline full of sweet, minty brush.
Crunching brought a new scent, honeysuckle and musk. A tattered brown and white wolf leapt playfully beside her, sending adrenaline through Winter's legs and pushing her faster. He bounded after her, nipping at her heels and dancing away.
She dove after him when he passed, tumbling him down a shallow hill. Teeth at each other's throats, they rolled and snipped and nuzzled and darted. When he hunkered low, she recognized his multi-colored eyes. Newt. The only male that hadn't gone running from her when they were pups. The one who didn't shy away from her muted friendship as she grew into her alpha genes and trained to be one of the few female warriors of the tribe.
He growled low and barked, beckoning her for another chase back toward their village. She obliged, leaping at him and thundering down the hills. Mountains rose like protective parents around their home, and Newt weaved his way through the trails around their town, avoiding breaking into public space.
He tumbled through a missed step and sprang into her when he regained it. They rolled together. Newt pinned her to the brush he'd fallen into with his teeth at her throat, along the line where the fur split to her scar. The one she had because of him and the armor he'd fastened for her.
It'd been the only thing to keep the sword that slit her throat from lopping off her head. He'd been the one to cut the vampire down and bandage her up after. Carried her back to safety.
She'd have been able to fight again within minutes if that blood-sucking bastard hadn't tipped his sword with vampire blood. It ate at her throat and vocal cords before they stopped the spreading poison. Winter's voice grew husky from the damage, which made others more wary of her.
She wriggled under Newt now, squirreling away.
They looped the valley once before settling close to their start by the lone road into their home, panting and catching their breath. Most wolves would cuddle up, but Newt knew better, collapsing a few feet away, head down in submission, chewing on a sweet maple stick.
The twelve males had long assembled in the mansion on the far incline of the mountain, so she had nothing to watch except for the scurrying animals. No other noises or scents or signs lead to anything dangerous lurking in their woods, thick with extra layers of magic to limit any surprises from the parallel paranormal worlds while the thirteen clans gathered.
Boredom arose without the potential peril, making Winter huff at Newt. A low whine gurgled up her throat, and she rolled in the cold needles and evergreen foliage. The new moon would come in one week.
She had to isolate herself in her father's home for that week. Cleansing herself with the rituals for a mating ceremony, Winter wouldn't come in contact with anyone for seven days.
Not wanting to submit to the self-isolation before she had to, she didn't want to spend the night out here with Newt, either. If she was honest with herself, the thought of running through the mountain and swampland tempted her. Winter wanted to leave her home, their island, their world for the human one where she could hide.
But it wasn't possible. A fantasy.
Her duty was not something she could run away from.
So, back home it was.
Maybe another hot bath, although she'd have plenty of those over the next week.
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Art Basel owner backs off from its regional fairs
MCH Group is selling its stakes in Art Düsseldorf and India Art Fair and will pull out of Singapore's Art SG to 'to stabilise the company '
Margaret Carrigan
MCH Group said its Baselworld blowout this summer would not affect the Art Basel franchise, though its new investments in regional fairs now hits rock bottom © Art Basel and Creative Time
MCH Group, the Swiss-based firm behind the Art Basel fair franchise, announced today (2 November) that it would no longer pursue the growth of its regional art fair portfolio. In addition to selling its shares in Art Düsseldorf and the India Art Fair, the group will not participate in Singapore's new Art SG, the first edition of which was planned for the fall of 2019; additionally, its automotive show, Grand Basel, will not expand to Miami Beach next year.
The announcement, made just weeks before Art Basel Miami Beach opens, comes on the heels of a tense summer for the company after its chief executive, René Kamm, abruptly resigned in August following Swatch's high-profile exit from the group's Baselworld watch fair, considered one of the foremost luxury good trade fairs in the world.
According to an official statement issued by MCH Group, the decision to pull out of certain art fairs is part of a strategic review of its initiatives and investments intended to stabilise the company in light of the "profound transformation required to meet the fundamental changes coming about in the exhibition and event industry".
"We must and wish to further develop our classical live-event competence into an integrated experience-marketing competence in the physical and digital fields," Hans-Kristian Hoejsgaard, the interim chief executive of MCH Group since September, says in the statement.
Swatch Group's chief executive, Nick Hayek, has been outspoken about the declining importance of trade fairs in the luxury industry and was openly critical of Baselworld, calling the organisers "arrogant", as reported by The Financial Times in August. Started in 1917, Baselworld was a major cornerstone of MCH Group's holdings, but its exhibitor numbers plummeted by half between 2017 and 2018. In the wake of Kamm's resignation following Hayek's critique, MCH Group said in a statement that there would be no ripple effect for the Art Basel fairs and initiatives, adding that it "is a very healthy division within MCH Group and is financially in a very sound position".
Art Basel shows and Art Basel Cities projects will continue despite the other cuts. Masterpiece London has also been confirmed to expand after months of speculation as to whether it would launch another edition after the Baselworld debacle. In a recent statement to The Art Newspaper, Hoejsgaard said: "We are working closely with the Masterpiece team to identify options in Asia and the US at present. We hope to announce details of the first additional fair, which will likely take place in 2020, in the first half of 2019." Per the latest news, the site of the second Masterpiece will take place "likely in Asia", which is unsurprising given the financial boon that Art Basel Hong Kong has proven to be.
Since 2017, MCH has held a 25.1% share in Art Düsseldorf and a controlling 60.3% stake in the India Art Fair, both of which it will now divest. The company says the sustainability or possibility of various other national fairs is under review and will be decided within the next few months.
"Our biggest challenge lies in finding the right balance between the measures required to stabilise the company and the investments which—despite limited resources—we must make in the future," Hoejsgaard says.
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Q: What is the difference between using Object.create() and using assignment operator? Here are a few examples.
// case 1:
var obj1 = {msg : 'Hello'};
var obj2 = obj1;
obj2.msg = "Hi!"; //overwrites
alert(obj1.msg); //=>'Hi!'

// case 2:
var obj1 = {msg : 'Hello'};
var obj2 = Object.create(obj1);
obj2.msg = "Hi!"; //does not overwrite
alert(obj1.msg); //=>'Hello'

// case 3:
var obj1 = {data: { msg : 'Hello'}}
var obj2 = Object.create(obj1);
obj2.data.msg = "Hi!"; //overwrites, Why?
alert(obj1.data.msg); //=>'Hi!'

I think Object.create() just gives both makes both point to the same prototype, while assignment makes both object point to same location(not just prototype).
But then why is the data object being overwritten in case 3?

A: Because Object.create() only creates a shallow copy, nested objects are still referenced and not copied deeply, see 15.2.3.5 (Object.create()) and 15.2.2.1 (new Object()).
If you want to clone an object entirely have a look at How do I correctly clone a JavaScript object? and similar questions.

A: var obj2 = Object.create(obj1) creates an empty(!) object with obj1 as its prototype.
obj2.msg = "Hi!" adds(!) the property msg to obj2.
obj2.data.msg = "Hi!" looks for the property data on obj2, but obj2 is empty. So it looks for the property data on the prototype of obj2, which happens to be obj1. Then it changes msg on obj1.data to "Hi".

A: This is happening because of the way in which java script sets and retrieves properties.For getting a property it looks up the prototype chain while for setting it sets at the most local object.
In the case 2 that is why it does not override.It sets the msg property at obj2.In case 3 It fetches the data object in the parent object and sets the property there.Hence it is overridden.In case 1 they are both referring to same object


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@implementation DBSHARINGAddMemberSelectorError

@synthesize invalidDropboxId = _invalidDropboxId;
@synthesize invalidEmail = _invalidEmail;
@synthesize unverifiedDropboxId = _unverifiedDropboxId;

#pragma mark - Constructors

- (instancetype)initWithAutomaticGroup {
  self = [super init];
  if (self) {
    _tag = DBSHARINGAddMemberSelectorErrorAutomaticGroup;
  }
  return self;
}

- (instancetype)initWithInvalidDropboxId:(NSString *)invalidDropboxId {
  self = [super init];
  if (self) {
    _tag = DBSHARINGAddMemberSelectorErrorInvalidDropboxId;
    _invalidDropboxId = invalidDropboxId;
  }
  return self;
}

- (instancetype)initWithInvalidEmail:(NSString *)invalidEmail {
  self = [super init];
  if (self) {
    _tag = DBSHARINGAddMemberSelectorErrorInvalidEmail;
    _invalidEmail = invalidEmail;
  }
  return self;
}

- (instancetype)initWithUnverifiedDropboxId:(NSString *)unverifiedDropboxId {
  self = [super init];
  if (self) {
    _tag = DBSHARINGAddMemberSelectorErrorUnverifiedDropboxId;
    _unverifiedDropboxId = unverifiedDropboxId;
  }
  return self;
}

- (instancetype)initWithGroupDeleted {
  self = [super init];
  if (self) {
    _tag = DBSHARINGAddMemberSelectorErrorGroupDeleted;
  }
  return self;
}

- (instancetype)initWithGroupNotOnTeam {
  self = [super init];
  if (self) {
    _tag = DBSHARINGAddMemberSelectorErrorGroupNotOnTeam;
  }
  return self;
}

- (instancetype)initWithOther {
  self = [super init];
  if (self) {
    _tag = DBSHARINGAddMemberSelectorErrorOther;
  }
  return self;
}

#pragma mark - Instance field accessors

- (NSString *)invalidDropboxId {
  if (![self isInvalidDropboxId]) {
    [NSException
         raise:@"IllegalStateException"
        format:@"Invalid tag: required DBSHARINGAddMemberSelectorErrorInvalidDropboxId, but was %@.", [self tagName]];
  }
  return _invalidDropboxId;
}

- (NSString *)invalidEmail {
  if (![self isInvalidEmail]) {
    [NSException
         raise:@"IllegalStateException"
        format:@"Invalid tag: required DBSHARINGAddMemberSelectorErrorInvalidEmail, but was %@.", [self tagName]];
  }
  return _invalidEmail;
}

- (NSString *)unverifiedDropboxId {
  if (![self isUnverifiedDropboxId]) {
    [NSException raise:@"IllegalStateException"
                format:@"Invalid tag: required DBSHARINGAddMemberSelectorErrorUnverifiedDropboxId, but was %@.",
                       [self tagName]];
  }
  return _unverifiedDropboxId;
}

#pragma mark - Tag state methods

- (BOOL)isAutomaticGroup {
  return _tag == DBSHARINGAddMemberSelectorErrorAutomaticGroup;
}

- (BOOL)isInvalidDropboxId {
  return _tag == DBSHARINGAddMemberSelectorErrorInvalidDropboxId;
}

- (BOOL)isInvalidEmail {
  return _tag == DBSHARINGAddMemberSelectorErrorInvalidEmail;
}

- (BOOL)isUnverifiedDropboxId {
  return _tag == DBSHARINGAddMemberSelectorErrorUnverifiedDropboxId;
}

- (BOOL)isGroupDeleted {
  return _tag == DBSHARINGAddMemberSelectorErrorGroupDeleted;
}

- (BOOL)isGroupNotOnTeam {
  return _tag == DBSHARINGAddMemberSelectorErrorGroupNotOnTeam;
}

- (BOOL)isOther {
  return _tag == DBSHARINGAddMemberSelectorErrorOther;
}

- (NSString *)tagName {
  switch (_tag) {
  case DBSHARINGAddMemberSelectorErrorAutomaticGroup:
    return @"DBSHARINGAddMemberSelectorErrorAutomaticGroup";
  case DBSHARINGAddMemberSelectorErrorInvalidDropboxId:
    return @"DBSHARINGAddMemberSelectorErrorInvalidDropboxId";
  case DBSHARINGAddMemberSelectorErrorInvalidEmail:
    return @"DBSHARINGAddMemberSelectorErrorInvalidEmail";
  case DBSHARINGAddMemberSelectorErrorUnverifiedDropboxId:
    return @"DBSHARINGAddMemberSelectorErrorUnverifiedDropboxId";
  case DBSHARINGAddMemberSelectorErrorGroupDeleted:
    return @"DBSHARINGAddMemberSelectorErrorGroupDeleted";
  case DBSHARINGAddMemberSelectorErrorGroupNotOnTeam:
    return @"DBSHARINGAddMemberSelectorErrorGroupNotOnTeam";
  case DBSHARINGAddMemberSelectorErrorOther:
    return @"DBSHARINGAddMemberSelectorErrorOther";
  }

  @throw([NSException exceptionWithName:@"InvalidTag" reason:@"Tag has an unknown value." userInfo:nil]);
}

#pragma mark - Serialization methods

+ (NSDictionary *)serialize:(id)instance {
  return [DBSHARINGAddMemberSelectorErrorSerializer serialize:instance];
}

+ (id)deserialize:(NSDictionary *)dict {
  return [DBSHARINGAddMemberSelectorErrorSerializer deserialize:dict];
}

#pragma mark - Description method

- (NSString *)description {
  return [[DBSHARINGAddMemberSelectorErrorSerializer serialize:self] description];
}

@end

#pragma mark - Serializer Object

@implementation DBSHARINGAddMemberSelectorErrorSerializer

+ (NSDictionary *)serialize:(DBSHARINGAddMemberSelectorError *)valueObj {
  NSMutableDictionary *jsonDict = [[NSMutableDictionary alloc] init];

  if ([valueObj isAutomaticGroup]) {
    jsonDict[@".tag"] = @"automatic_group";
  } else if ([valueObj isInvalidDropboxId]) {
    jsonDict[@"invalid_dropbox_id"] = valueObj.invalidDropboxId;
    jsonDict[@".tag"] = @"invalid_dropbox_id";
  } else if ([valueObj isInvalidEmail]) {
    jsonDict[@"invalid_email"] = valueObj.invalidEmail;
    jsonDict[@".tag"] = @"invalid_email";
  } else if ([valueObj isUnverifiedDropboxId]) {
    jsonDict[@"unverified_dropbox_id"] = valueObj.unverifiedDropboxId;
    jsonDict[@".tag"] = @"unverified_dropbox_id";
  } else if ([valueObj isGroupDeleted]) {
    jsonDict[@".tag"] = @"group_deleted";
  } else if ([valueObj isGroupNotOnTeam]) {
    jsonDict[@".tag"] = @"group_not_on_team";
  } else if ([valueObj isOther]) {
    jsonDict[@".tag"] = @"other";
  } else {
    @throw([NSException exceptionWithName:@"InvalidTag"
                                   reason:@"Object not properly initialized. Tag has an unknown value."
                                 userInfo:nil]);
  }

  return jsonDict;
}

+ (DBSHARINGAddMemberSelectorError *)deserialize:(NSDictionary *)valueDict {
  NSString *tag = valueDict[@".tag"];

  if ([tag isEqualToString:@"automatic_group"]) {
    return [[DBSHARINGAddMemberSelectorError alloc] initWithAutomaticGroup];
  } else if ([tag isEqualToString:@"invalid_dropbox_id"]) {
    NSString *invalidDropboxId = valueDict[@"invalid_dropbox_id"];
    return [[DBSHARINGAddMemberSelectorError alloc] initWithInvalidDropboxId:invalidDropboxId];
  } else if ([tag isEqualToString:@"invalid_email"]) {
    NSString *invalidEmail = valueDict[@"invalid_email"];
    return [[DBSHARINGAddMemberSelectorError alloc] initWithInvalidEmail:invalidEmail];
  } else if ([tag isEqualToString:@"unverified_dropbox_id"]) {
    NSString *unverifiedDropboxId = valueDict[@"unverified_dropbox_id"];
    return [[DBSHARINGAddMemberSelectorError alloc] initWithUnverifiedDropboxId:unverifiedDropboxId];
  } else if ([tag isEqualToString:@"group_deleted"]) {
    return [[DBSHARINGAddMemberSelectorError alloc] initWithGroupDeleted];
  } else if ([tag isEqualToString:@"group_not_on_team"]) {
    return [[DBSHARINGAddMemberSelectorError alloc] initWithGroupNotOnTeam];
  } else if ([tag isEqualToString:@"other"]) {
    return [[DBSHARINGAddMemberSelectorError alloc] initWithOther];
  }

  @throw([NSException
      exceptionWithName:@"InvalidTag"
                 reason:[NSString stringWithFormat:@"Tag has an invalid value: \"%@\".", valueDict[@".tag"]]
               userInfo:nil]);
}

@end

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Whenever Brad Pitt very first dated Nicole Poturalski when you look at the 2020, the new design has also been into the an open marriage together spouse, restauranteur Roland Mary. "He could be however partnered, you you'll determine their matchmaking just like the a keen 'discover marriage,'" a resource advised The newest Day-after-day Send at the time, detailing one Mary wasn't "interested in negativity otherwise jealously" in the event it found his wife's experience of Pitt, whom he put her in order to during the one of is own dinner during the Berlin.
Will Smith Jada Pinkett
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Parton came across the girl spouse, Carl Dean, at the good laundromat in Nashville whenever she is 18 and then he is actually 21. It married inside 1966. Based on Life style, Parton has chatted about exactly how she along with her partner has actually an enthusiastic open relationships. The only real laws is that they do not keep in touch with each other about any of it.
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MacLaine hitched Parker, a producer, within the 1954. The couple separated in the 1982, but MacLaine revealed inside an interview with folks for the 2016 one the woman matrimony endured way too long as the she along with her upcoming-spouse had an open dating. "I guess you'll say 'practiced an unbarred marriage' when you look at the 1954, which had been some other lifestyle," she told you at that time. "No-one knew it, i performed. The guy lived in Japan basically, I stayed in The usa working, hence and therefore."
"In my opinion that's the reason for a lengthy-long-term relationships if you really want to would something," she continued. "I might state better to remain family unit members therefore don't possess enough time to talk about the sex of all of the. I found myself most unlock in the all that and thus was he."
Nico Tortorella Bethany C. Meyers
Tortorella, an actor into the More youthful, shown in the an interview having Modern from inside the 2016 that they were in the a great "queer polygamous" reference to their lover Bethany C. Meyers. "My cheating opinions…After all, cheating are bad, right? But I do believe you to an open relationships or a beneficial polyamorous dating or an understanding of kinds is appropriate contained in this big date and you will many years," Tortorella said at the time. "And you may I've been when it comes to those matchmaking and frequently they work, they generally don't. But cheat naturally is actually an awful issue. While you are supposed trailing another person's as well as when there is any sort of malice, you happen to be an adverse people, end from story."


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