When her stepdaughter gets involved with a rebellious gang of street ruffians, scandalous Lady Maggie Graham, who is notorious for her forays into gaming hells and exotic theaters, must ask Lord Jamie, a proper aristocrat, for help--an alliance that leads to temptation and fierce passion. Original.
*Features exposed spine showing stitching and enabling book to open completely flat!* What's the first thing we touch when we wake up? How do our favourite things reveal our hopes and fears? Can objects tell the story of our lives?
From international bestselling author Tia Louise comes a new STAND-ALONE second-chance romance; WHEN WE TOUCH.
When her feelings for her boss, former football hero Jack McGarry, are exposed, Larissa Owens tries to convince him to take a chance on love.
Piecing together art, letters and memory, they set about trying to write the story of a doomed affair that first sparked and burned a decade ago.
In our lives we'll meet something like eighty thousand people.
Two poets, one white and one black, explore race and childhood in this must-have collection tailored to provoke thought and conversation. How can Irene and Charles work together on their fifth grade poetry project?
In Out of Touch, Professor of Psychology Michelle Drouin investigates what she calls our intimacy famine, exploring love, belongingness, and fulfillment and considering why relationships carried out on technological platforms may leave us ...
The book highlights the growing field of haptics, which is trying to incorporate tactile interactions into devices such as phones that touch us back and prosthetic limbs that can feel.
The poems in The Ways We Touch, Miller Williams's twelfth volume of poetry, range from reminiscences of old love to meditations on the relationship between God and human beings to reflections on English poetry and children's stories.
“I really do. And he's not interested.” She managed to get out the words without crying, although her voice shook a little as she spoke. ... “I brought my checkbook,” Kenny said. ... I was going to go by UNTIL WE TOUCH 344.