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Paperback. Condition: Very Good. No Jacket. May have limited writing in cover pages. Pages are unmarked. ~ ThriftBooks: Read More, Spend Less.

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Paperback. Condition: new. Paperback. Once upon a bedtime, two curious kids and their dad began to dream up stories of their very own.From talking animals and brave superheroes to the wonderfully weird and completely made-up, every tale in Fantastical Bedtime Tales was born beneath cozy blankets and whispered under sleepy stars.Each story sparkles with imagination, laughter, and love-the kind of magic only a parent and child can conjure together when the night is quiet and the imagination is wide awake.So snuggle in and let these tiny adventures carry you away. Sweet dreams await! This item is printed on demand. Shipping may be from multiple locations in the US or from the UK, depending on stock availability.

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Soft cover. Condition: Good. 1st Edition. 1st Ed., 114 pp., plates, illus., stiff pi. wps., nice Mountain Men Wooten, Bent's Fort, killer John Graham, horse thieves, cattle rustlers, etc., missed by Adams for both Herd and 6-Guns.

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Paperback. Condition: new. Paperback. Very spicy dark romance / vampire dark fantasy erotic horror by debut author C.C. Matthews A vampire made me a monster. A demon would be my salvation. IRINA"Blood," I whispered, the syllable torn from a throat not yet healed, a soul not yet damned enough. The thirst was all: hot, choking, absolute-a need fiercer than any love, any fear, any memory.The scent of ancient stone mixed with the iron tang of fear as Dracula's hand pressed against the small of my back, guiding me forward with an authority that brooked no disobedience.But Dracula was not the only monster I would come to know. Sometimes the demon Azazel's touch is gentle.A caress tracing the hollow of a throat, lips tasting salt and sweat as thighs part willingly beneath him, a tongue coaxing out secrets only the dark should know.Other times. He is relentless. Fingers bruising. Mouth demanding. Wings pinning wrists above silk sheets.Brilliance flaring in his predatory eyes, his voice a command and a benediction in the same breath: Show me how deeply you can ache. His legacy is anticipation, the gasp before the fall, the fever in the marrow that hisses-yes-s, more.Let me see you break! AZAZELThe ache I felt was unfamiliar. Demons are fluent in hunger, lust, and power. We have hymns for cruelty. But that feeling.that trembling weight that refuses to starve has no name in the demon realms. Mortals call it love. The word sounds.tastes so wrong, but Irina had caused me to swallow such poison.I watched her in the ruin-light of the astral plane. Her beautiful figure was as sharp as a blade, carrying one of Dracula's grimoires like a stolen heart. She still never looked back, not at me, nor at the smoking carcass of his castle.This should have never been this hard, should have never felt like this. *This is an adult dark romance. check content warning / TW in book This item is printed on demand. Shipping may be from multiple locations in the US or from the UK, depending on stock availability.

PAP. Condition: New. New Book. Shipped from UK. THIS BOOK IS PRINTED ON DEMAND. Established seller since 2000.

Paperback. Condition: new. Paperback. A vampire made me a monster. A demon would be my salvation. IRINA"Blood," I whispered, the syllable torn from a throat not yet healed, a soul not yet damned enough. The thirst was all: hot, choking, absolute-a need fiercer than any love, any fear, any memory.The scent of ancient stone mixed with the iron tang of fear as Dracula's hand pressed against the small of my back, guiding me forward with an authority that brooked no disobedience.But Dracula was not the only monster I would come to know. Sometimes the demon Azazel's touch is gentle.A caress tracing the hollow of a throat, lips tasting salt and sweat as thighs part willingly beneath him, a tongue coaxing out secrets only the dark should know.Other times. He is relentless. Fingers bruising. Mouth demanding. Wings pinning wrists above silk sheets.Brilliance flaring in his predatory eyes, his voice a command and a benediction in the same breath: Show me how deeply you can ache. His legacy is anticipation, the gasp before the fall, the fever in the marrow that hisses-yes-s, more.Let me see you break! AZAZELThe ache I felt was unfamiliar. Demons are fluent in hunger, lust, and power. We have hymns for cruelty. But that feeling.that trembling weight that refuses to starve has no name in the demon realms. Mortals call it love. The word sounds.tastes so wrong, but Irina had caused me to swallow such poison.I watched her in the ruin-light of the astral plane. Her beautiful figure was as sharp as a blade, carrying one of Dracula's grimoires like a stolen heart. She still never looked back, not at me, nor at the smoking carcass of his castle.This should have never been this hard, should have never felt like this. *This is an adult dark romance. Check content warning / TW in book This item is printed on demand. Shipping may be from multiple locations in the US or from the UK, depending on stock availability.

PAP. Condition: New. New Book. Shipped from UK. THIS BOOK IS PRINTED ON DEMAND. Established seller since 2000.

PAP. Condition: New. New Book. Delivered from our UK warehouse in 4 to 14 business days. THIS BOOK IS PRINTED ON DEMAND. Established seller since 2000.

PAP. Condition: New. New Book. Delivered from our UK warehouse in 4 to 14 business days. THIS BOOK IS PRINTED ON DEMAND. Established seller since 2000.

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Paperback. Condition: new. Paperback. Mature Manhood is a call to all men to rise up and be who God created them to be.When men refuse to be who God created them to be, the world falls apart. J. I. Packer sees society's decline in this way: "The truth is that because we have lost touch with God and His Word, we have lost the secret both of community (because sin kills neighbor-love) and of our own identity (because, at the deepest level, we do not know who or what we are, or what we exist for)." This is why we needed a Savior. We needed Someone to stop the cycle of weak imitations of manhood. And we needed Someone to show us what courage, honor, and strength look like. Mature Manhood will show you how Jesus can take our limited, halfhearted tries and make whole men out of us through the power and love of the gospel. Through reading this compelling book, you will not only understand your purpose, but you will also learn how to live out masculinity for the right reason: to honor and glorify God. This item is printed on demand. Shipping may be from our UK warehouse or from our Australian or US warehouses, depending on stock availability.

Paperback. Condition: new. Paperback. Once upon a bedtime, two curious kids and their dad began to dream up stories of their very own.From talking animals and brave superheroes to the wonderfully weird and completely made-up, every tale in Fantastical Bedtime Tales was born beneath cozy blankets and whispered under sleepy stars.Each story sparkles with imagination, laughter, and love-the kind of magic only a parent and child can conjure together when the night is quiet and the imagination is wide awake.So snuggle in and let these tiny adventures carry you away. Sweet dreams await! This item is printed on demand. Shipping may be from our UK warehouse or from our Australian or US warehouses, depending on stock availability.

Paperback. Condition: new. Paperback. Very spicy dark romance / vampire dark fantasy erotic horror by debut author C.C. Matthews A vampire made me a monster. A demon would be my salvation. IRINA"Blood," I whispered, the syllable torn from a throat not yet healed, a soul not yet damned enough. The thirst was all: hot, choking, absolute-a need fiercer than any love, any fear, any memory.The scent of ancient stone mixed with the iron tang of fear as Dracula's hand pressed against the small of my back, guiding me forward with an authority that brooked no disobedience.But Dracula was not the only monster I would come to know. Sometimes the demon Azazel's touch is gentle.A caress tracing the hollow of a throat, lips tasting salt and sweat as thighs part willingly beneath him, a tongue coaxing out secrets only the dark should know.Other times. He is relentless. Fingers bruising. Mouth demanding. Wings pinning wrists above silk sheets.Brilliance flaring in his predatory eyes, his voice a command and a benediction in the same breath: Show me how deeply you can ache. His legacy is anticipation, the gasp before the fall, the fever in the marrow that hisses-yes-s, more.Let me see you break! AZAZELThe ache I felt was unfamiliar. Demons are fluent in hunger, lust, and power. We have hymns for cruelty. But that feeling.that trembling weight that refuses to starve has no name in the demon realms. Mortals call it love. The word sounds.tastes so wrong, but Irina had caused me to swallow such poison.I watched her in the ruin-light of the astral plane. Her beautiful figure was as sharp as a blade, carrying one of Dracula's grimoires like a stolen heart. She still never looked back, not at me, nor at the smoking carcass of his castle.This should have never been this hard, should have never felt like this. *This is an adult dark romance. check content warning / TW in book This item is printed on demand. Shipping may be from our UK warehouse or from our Australian or US warehouses, depending on stock availability.

Paperback. Condition: new. Paperback. A vampire made me a monster. A demon would be my salvation. IRINA"Blood," I whispered, the syllable torn from a throat not yet healed, a soul not yet damned enough. The thirst was all: hot, choking, absolute-a need fiercer than any love, any fear, any memory.The scent of ancient stone mixed with the iron tang of fear as Dracula's hand pressed against the small of my back, guiding me forward with an authority that brooked no disobedience.But Dracula was not the only monster I would come to know. Sometimes the demon Azazel's touch is gentle.A caress tracing the hollow of a throat, lips tasting salt and sweat as thighs part willingly beneath him, a tongue coaxing out secrets only the dark should know.Other times. He is relentless. Fingers bruising. Mouth demanding. Wings pinning wrists above silk sheets.Brilliance flaring in his predatory eyes, his voice a command and a benediction in the same breath: Show me how deeply you can ache. His legacy is anticipation, the gasp before the fall, the fever in the marrow that hisses-yes-s, more.Let me see you break! AZAZELThe ache I felt was unfamiliar. Demons are fluent in hunger, lust, and power. We have hymns for cruelty. But that feeling.that trembling weight that refuses to starve has no name in the demon realms. Mortals call it love. The word sounds.tastes so wrong, but Irina had caused me to swallow such poison.I watched her in the ruin-light of the astral plane. Her beautiful figure was as sharp as a blade, carrying one of Dracula's grimoires like a stolen heart. She still never looked back, not at me, nor at the smoking carcass of his castle.This should have never been this hard, should have never felt like this. *This is an adult dark romance. Check content warning / TW in book This item is printed on demand. Shipping may be from our UK warehouse or from our Australian or US warehouses, depending on stock availability.

Taschenbuch. Condition: Neu. nach der Bestellung gedruckt Neuware - Printed after ordering - A vampire made me a monster. A demon would be my salvation.IRINA'Blood,' I whispered, the syllable torn from a throat not yet healed, a soul not yet damned enough. The thirst was all: hot, choking, absolute-a need fiercer than any love, any fear, any memory.The scent of ancient stone mixed with the iron tang of fear as Dracula's hand pressed against the small of my back, guiding me forward with an authority that brooked no disobedience.But Dracula was not the only monster I would come to know.Sometimes the demon Azazel's touch is gentle.A caress tracing the hollow of a throat, lips tasting salt and sweat as thighs part willingly beneath him, a tongue coaxing out secrets only the dark should know.Other times. He is relentless. Fingers bruising. Mouth demanding. Wings pinning wrists above silk sheets.Brilliance flaring in his predatory eyes, his voice a command and a benediction in the same breath: Show me how deeply you can ache. His legacy is anticipation, the gasp before the fall, the fever in the marrow that hisses-yes-s, more.Let me see you break!AZAZELThe ache I felt was unfamiliar. Demons are fluent in hunger, lust, and power. We have hymns for cruelty. But that feeling.that trembling weight that refuses to starve has no name in the demon realms. Mortals call it love. The word sounds.tastes so wrong, but Irina had caused me to swallow such poison.I watched her in the ruin-light of the astral plane. Her beautiful figure was as sharp as a blade, carrying one of Dracula's grimoires like a stolen heart. She still never looked back, not at me, nor at the smoking carcass of his castle.This should have never been this hard, should have never felt like this.\*This is an adult dark romance. Check content warning / TW in book.

Taschenbuch. Condition: Neu. Blood Aria | C. C. Matthews | Taschenbuch | Englisch | 2025 | Gothika Books | EAN 9798232138813 | Verantwortliche Person für die EU: Libri GmbH, Europaallee 1, 36244 Bad Hersfeld, gpsr[at]libri[dot]de | Anbieter: preigu Print on Demand.