House Forge【電子書籍】[ lloyd walker ]＞◇■1849 - 隠れ家エステ

＜p＞Sacrosanct. What a great word. A great idea. Find the most sacrosanct thing you can think of and make garbage out of it. Sacrosanct. What is really super-sacrosanct? Motherhood? Forget that. Our country? No way. Religion? Hell, all the good sacrosanct stuff has been done to death already. In fact there is only one sacrosanct institution which has been left pretty much alone out of fear of interest and penalty, the department of the treasury-Internal Revenue Service.＜/p＞ ＜p＞This is a two-in-one e-book special. In the first book "Infernal Residue", an IRS supervisor ready to retire goes berserk and orders his inters to bring a huge amount of tax dollars by any means possible. The interns turn the tables on him. The second book, "Kiss My IRS", is a madcap romp to locate a hijacked IRS computer that is sending out huge refunds at random. An ace IRS agent is mated with a top FBI agent to find the computer. The only problem is that they can't stand one another. A hilarious two book set that pokes fun at our friends at Internal Revenue.＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

＜p＞＜strong＞A Sorceress appeared after being imprisoned for 12,000 years.＜/strong＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞To escape, she tricked the oldest goddess still remaining on earth, and crippled another one shortly after.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Now the Ghost Hunters have to solve a problem they helped create. One who was more powerful than any they had faced to date.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Individually, she could probably destroy any one of them. Only working together as a team could she be stopped.＜/p＞ ＜p＞The trick was - she was building her own team.＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜em＞One that could enslave the Western world in a single afternoon of app updates...＜/em＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜strong＞This anthology contains:＜/strong＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞- The Case of the Sunken Spirit＜br /＞ - Harpy Redux＜br /＞ - The Harpy Saga: Sister Mine＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜strong＞Excerpt:＜/strong＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞The circle around us started moving toward one of the offices. At least it was well-lit and somewhat clean compared to most of the rest of the warehouse.＜/p＞ ＜p＞As we got closer to the machine, I could feel its operation through the spell that was on me. Meaning this was an active spell in operation. Maybe even drawing more of Alepha's powers. One could only hope.＜/p＞ ＜p＞A form blocked the doorway and cast a long shadow in our direction. The phalanx of armed flunkies around us opened up to a semi-circle, blocking any escape, but letting whoever it was to see us.＜/p＞ ＜p＞As she strode closer, the light evened out - it was Alepha.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Flowing yellow robes covered her legs and arm, right up to a long v-notch down her front that started from the points of each shoulder and trailed below, past her navel. Gold trim everywhere, form-fitting and little left to the imagination. White-blond hair what was piled up on her head behind some sort of gold tiara, with earrings that dripped down to her bare shoulders. Even her fingernails were covered in gold - and trimmed to points like claws. Anything a guy would stop to drool over, and a woman would want to have a dress and get-up like that hanging in her own closet.＜/p＞ ＜p＞To be sure, I took mental notes, as did John. (But his excuse, other than being a red-blooded male, was that he would need to write this up later as a another mystery-adventure story.)＜/p＞ ＜p＞"So, you survived, Harpy? So sad for you. Curse for the rest of eternity with your affliction." She gestured and I was flooded with pain, making me sink to my knees. John followed me down, to make sure I didn't collapse.＜/p＞ ＜p＞John whispered to me, "Are you going to be OK?" I nodded, but winked at him. The one communication that Alesha couldn't understand.＜/p＞ ＜p＞"Aren't you just a tortured soul, that you have to inflict pain to get your bennies." John was a bit caustic.＜/p＞ ＜p＞"Careful, John. Don't wear out your welcome all at once. Human lives aren't too important to me that I'd want to prolong yours - even if you think you can just throw it away by coming here to get some relief for your friend." At that she demonstrated by making a gesture toward one of our guards, who simply turned to a small pile of dust. His weapon clattered on the concrete warehouse floor for someone else to pick up, along with any other metal items if they wanted.＜/p＞ ＜p＞That crowd around us didn't flinch at that. Their mono-colored eyes and lack of reaction probably meant they were living zombies - slaves inside their own skins. And again, meaning a sizable power at work keeping them that way...＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜strong＞Scroll Up and Get Your Copy Now.＜/strong＞＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

＜p＞Издание представляет перевод книги Тары Рид ≪Left Out: When The Truth Doesn't Fit In≫ (≪Исключенная: когда неугодна правда≫), опубликованной в США в 2021 году. Автор рассказывает о том, как столкнулась с харассментом, работая личным помощником сенатора Джо Байдена, и была уволена после того, как решилась обвинить своего босса в сексуальных домогательствах. После избрания Байдена президентом США Тара Рид подверглась преследованиям со стороны его администрации, ФБР и СМИ и вынуждена была запросить политическое убежище в России. Книга затрагивает самые острые проблемы социума в XXI веке ? харассмент, абьюз, сексизм.＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

＜p＞As the term “central-station” associates itself with some pretentious building, such as a railway terminus, it may be advisable to remark that the similarity is only in the words, and that central-station is an abbreviation of central generating station, or building designed to contain the plant for the public supply of electricity. In the early days of electric lighting the transmission of electricity to a distance was considered an impossibility; we find the late Sir William Siemens, in his Presidential Address at the Society of Arts on the occasion of the opening of the session in 1882, stating “that a quarter of a mile in every direction from the lighting station was the area which would be as much as could be economically worked;” and, in order to tap the most paying district, it was proposed to establish a station in the most central spot. Sir William Siemens suggested the utilisation of the public squares, which could be excavated to a depth of twenty-five feet, and then arched over to the existing ground level, and in this covered space the engines, boilers, and dynamos were to be fixed; the only erection above the surface was the chimney, which was to be of ornamental design and combined with the ventilating arrangements of the subterranean chamber. The great inventor, who so ably filled the presidential chair at the meeting where these words were spoken, would be astonished to find that in London one electric lighting company has already erected seventy miles of overhead wire, and that customers are supplied miles away from the so-called central-station. The changed position of electricity is due to the introduction of the transformer by Goulard, who showed, at the Turin Exhibition of 1884, that a high-tension current could be transformed into a low-tension working current of safe potential, fifty miles away from the generator, in a successful and economical manner, and that the generating station might, therefore, be located outside the area to be lighted. In large cities this is a great advantage, the value of land often precluding the erection of a big station in the working area; for this reason small stations are often arranged in basements, under a large building, which are, as a rule, specially designed. This plan is somewhat similar to that adopted in the United States, where it is not unusual to find a successful installation in a basement and sub-basement, the general arrangement being of similar character to the engine-room of a steamship.＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

＜p＞In the heart of Pakistan’s sprawling megacity ー Karachi, the third largest city in the world ー a revolution brews in silence, and a fire of identity, justice, and survival burns in the hearts of a people forgotten by history. This book is not merely ink on paper. *Journey from Karachi to America* is the untold story of a young, liberal, secular-minded political student who stood at the crossroads of chaos and change, and dared to speak truth to power.＜/p＞ ＜p＞My name is Ahsan ー born not into privilege, but into purpose. As a Muhajir, I am part of a community that once left everything behind in India with the dream of building a new homeland in Pakistan ー only to find themselves persecuted, ghettoized, and eventually criminalized for demanding dignity. I emerged from the classrooms and corners of Karachi University not just as a student leader, but as a voice ー a fierce, unapologetic public speaker ー echoing the cries of an oppressed generation.＜/p＞ ＜p＞In this journey, I walked through the power corridors of Pakistan, saw the hypocrisy of its institutions up close, and watched as the promises of the state crumbled under the weight of religious fanaticism, military manipulation, and ethnic suppression. As a devoted member of a party that stood alone against the Taliban and religious extremism, I carried a political ideology that sought peace, pluralism, and progress. But in return, I received bullets, arrests, smear campaigns ー and the unbearable pain of burying friends and comrades whose only crime was speaking out.＜/p＞ ＜p＞I have survived shootouts. I have witnessed murder attempts. I have lived through the trauma of seeing fellow party workers’ lifeless bodies ー victims of extrajudicial executions, dumped as warnings. I have been hunted, haunted, and silenced. And yet, I refused to kneel.＜/p＞ ＜p＞This is not fiction. This is the lived experience of Karachi’s war-torn streets and the systematic erasure of its Mohajir sons. This is the dream of a young man who refused to be broken and chose exile over surrender. From a city on fire to the distant shores of America, *Journey from Karachi to America* is a tale of resilience, betrayal, and the courage to hope.＜/p＞ ＜p＞It is the voice of the voiceless. The cry of a betrayed people. And the proof that even in exile, the truth cannot be silenced.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Welcome to my journey. Welcome to the reality they never wanted the world to see.＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

＜p＞Delly est le nom de plume conjoint d'un fr?re et d'une s?ur, Jeanne-Marie Petitjean de La Rosi?re, n?e ? Avignon en 1875, et Fr?d?ric Petitjean de La Rosi?re, n? ? Vannes en 1876, auteurs de romans d'amour populaires.＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

＜p＞"Mehr als die H?lfte meines langen Lebens habe ich anders gefragt, n?mlich, was der Sinn des Lebens sei und wie man ihn finden k?nne. Es sich lohnt, einmal anders herum zu fragen." Sinn ist das vorrangige Motiv menschlichen Lebens. Sinn ist das, was der Mensch vor allem braucht - f?r Leib, Seele und Geist. Daher ist die Frage nach Sinn die wichtigste und menschlichste aller Fragen. Sie ist nicht gebunden an Alter und Geschlecht, an Kulturkreise und Bildungsschichten. Mangel an Sinn ist Mangel an Motivation zum Leben. Mangel an Motivation zum Leben ist Mangel an Beziehung zur Freiheit, zur Liebe, zur Hoffnung, zum Mut, zur Freude, zur Spiritualit?t - zu spezifisch menschlichen Werten. Mangel an Beziehung zu Werten, sagt der Wiener Sinnkenner Viktor Frankl, f?hrt zum existentiellen Vakuum , zur inneren Leere. Und es sieht so aus, als handele es sich dabei um ein, wenn nicht das Kardinalproblem unserer Zeit. Das Buch beschreibt zun?chst zw?lf Beispiele, wie man Sinn nicht finden kann. Danach erz?hlt es von drei Menschen, die ihren Sinn trotz Einschr?nkungen gefunden haben. Drittens berichtet der Autor aus seiner langj?hrigen Erfahrung der Sinnproblematik, wie Menschen Sinn finden k?nnen. Schlie?lich lockt das Buch alle nach Sinn Suchenden dazu heraus, heute mit der Suche nach Sinn zu beginnen.＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

＜p＞Embittered by preventable bloodshed and enthralled by their own historic goals, the nine nations of the world strain the peace of their deeply flawed federation.＜/p＞ ＜p＞In this fractured world, a band of animal limbed raiders set a small border village to the torch, butchering its defenders. Having escaped the carnage, four people watch their home burn:＜/p＞ ＜p＞Born with a detestable elite name, Vernon Meyorter had personally seen the enormous greed of the elites and had been glad to leave the capital many cycles ago. Now, with his home avoidably destroyed, Vernon has to travel with his selfish father to that same wretched capital.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Once the prominent representative of Felliet, greatly respected by his peers, Jornis Meyorter had been forced to govern some irrelevant border village by the word of the Elite Dictorate: the foolish rulers of Felliet. Now, with that village burnt down by the Beast Riders, Jornis travels to the capital in sight of an opportunity.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Raised by her mother’s best friend after returning from the disastrous Southern Campaign, Iyna learnt how to wield a spear. Now, with her guardian slain by the monstrous Beast Riders, Iyna is furiously determined to enlist in Felliet’s army to fight back.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Grown up in a loving family of brewers, Niyaa was excited to see what kinds of things she could make for everyone when she grew up. Now having watched the flames consume her home, Niyaa’s family has to travel to a neighbouring village to try and restart their lives.＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

＜p＞B.H. Osuna nos contin?a deleitando con su segunda entrega de la colecci?n Continuum de amor: Oscuridad, donde explora el lado sombr?o del amor, abordando temas como la p?rdida, el desamor, la soledad y el duelo emocional. A diferencia de Continuum de amor, Destellos, donde el amor es una fuerza luminosa, en Oscuridad la autora se sumerge en las heridas del amor no correspondido, las relaciones fracturadas y el proceso de reconstrucci?n personal tras una ruptura.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Continuum de amor, Oscuridad es un viaje introspectivo por los estragos del amor perdido. A trav?s de versos cargados de nostalgia y desgarro, la autora muestra que la oscuridad del desamor es parte del ciclo amoroso, pero que tambi?n puede ser el preludio de una nueva luz.＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。