Bleed For It

They have a moment in time and a second chance at a passion-fueled ride… are you ready? Axel There isn’t a single memory in my life that doesn’t involve the Hellions Motorcycle Club. I’m the son of Drexel “Rex” Crews, and I was raised by Andy “Shooter” Jenkins. Two strong men who taught me to never give in and never give up. What should have torn two brothers apart, brought us all together. I am Axel “Double” Crews. My loyalty runs deep, knows no bounds, and can never be shaken. Yesnia I don’t remember how to relax. I am Yesnia Dominguez Almanza. I was born in chaos to become a mighty storm. Their love knows no time or distance. Only loyalty and passion fuel this ride.

The dark and twisty fourth book in the Joe O'Loughlin series, the inspiration for the major ITV drama The Suspect. Ray Hegarty, a highly respected former detective, lies dead in his daughter Sienna's bedroom. She is found covered in his blood. Everything points to her guilt, but psychologist Joe O'Loughlin isn't convinced. Fourteen-year-old Sienna is Joe's daughter's best friend - Joe has watched her grow up and seen the troubled look in her eyes. Against the advice of the police, he launches his own investigation, embarking upon a hunt that will lead him to a predatory schoolteacher; a conspiracy of silence and a race hate trial that is captivating the nation. Although the Joe O'Loughlin books can be read in any order, Bleed for Me is the fourth in the series after Shatter. The next in the series is The Wreckage. Praise for Michael Robotham's thrillers: 'I love this guy's books' Lee Child 'Will have you turning the pages compulsively' The Times 'An absolute master' Stephen King 'He writes in a voice with a haunting sense of soul' Peter James 'Heart-stopping and heart-breaking' Val McDermid 'The real deal' David Baldacci 'Superbly exciting . . . a terrific read' Guardian

I reflect on the many routes I travelled and I see the variety of landscapes my eyes beheld. I think of the many slopes and the stale hills. I walked through valleys and rivers, big and small. I remember the great few mountains I gazed upon and the trees young, old, and tall. I walked different trails and opened my eyes in different places. I had seen grass dancing with the breeze and a clear blue sky. I remember a sunset waving to say goodnight and a moon trying to outshine the stars. I remember lying under the shade of a tree, watching a worm crawling on its stump. I have seen ants going about their business and insects great and small. I strolled between weeds and shrubs and played with their stems. As for my body, it knows how it feels to lie on meadows. I walked on sand and felt the tiny stones between my toes. Some late afternoons I heard birds singing with operatic voices. As a child I played in the rain and heard the thunder above my head. After the rain I saw the promise of God in the sky—a rainbow. I’ve watched the flow if a stream breaking on pebbles, and when I gazed up to the sky I saw clouds moving by. I already heard the wind in its fury and witnessed the ocean in its rage. I have seen a desert storm and hid my face from its rusty desert sand. I have seen flowers bloom and bees buzzing for their nectar. I know how to greet every new day with my prayers and give gratitude to the Creator for the creation. My journey is the recorded history of my time and in my time. I have seen what I have seen and know in my heart that life is a special gift. But I have also seen despair and troubled times. I had many encounters with dark days, but I rose from the pain. I have tasted my tears and seen my own blood. Every day I see my reflection in the mirror, then I remind myself that I am more than what I see. I go through bad times and also through good times. I sometimes fight fear, doubt, and tears, but I stand for the human race because it is my passion. I have seen human tears, emotional pain, and human fears. Therefore, within me there is a warrior that knows how to bleed and survive. Each day I learn to cope with the pressures of life, and I never give up on a grain of hope. I breathe, I laugh, I cry, but I am here and I exist. I was in my yesterday and will be in my tomorrow. At this moment I am now. I am the sentinel of my life and with my voice I announce that I am who I am and I am here with you on the same planet called Earth. Now you know who I am; I am mortal flesh.

In a world where her peers are too busy monitoring their social media accounts, one young woman decides to be different. In an effort to live beyond herself, she moves away from the comforts of 21st Century America to the wild, untamed jungles of the Central African Republic to work in a small village of refugees fleeing violence. Once there, amongst squalid conditions and back-breaking labor, she must face mercenaries, renegade militia, wild animals, and an old flame who left her behind. But as she cooks meals, tends crops, explores the jungle, and teaches Sunday School, she learns what “true love” truly means. Exciting and beautiful, yet thought-provoking, We Bleed For Each Other is for those readers looking for an adventure story with a heart of gold.

The author, an Indian himself, profiles the lives of many Native Americans and how people treat them just because of their race. Even in today's society the uneasy relations between Indians and white's is still fueled by mistrust, stereo-types and casual violence.

The Greek gods are alive and well. But, unfortunately for the gods, the humans have all but forgotten their glorious existence...and this fact really pisses off the all-powerful, immortal beings. Apollo, the Greek god of the sun, takes one look at the mysterious Terese Lafitte and knows that he wants her. Even in this modern century, a god takes what he wants. But Terese isn't a mortal, not any longer. As a newly turned vampire, her attraction to Apollo is downright lethal because desire arouses not just her body, but also her bloodlust. But Apollo likes a woman with bite, and now that he's found Terese, he's not about to let the little vampiress out of his sight or out of his bed. When Terese's psychotic vampire ex begins to stalk them, Apollo knows that he will have to use all of his strength to keep her safe. Lucky for Terese, Apollo has more power than she could ever have imagined. When you trifle with the sun god, you will get burned. Word Count: 20,000 Warning: This story contains hot sex, a desperate vampire, and one alpha Greek god. Adult language included--and beware of the monsters