Showing results for "Simone" in Literature & Fiction

There are many rules a priest can't break. A priest cannot marry. A priest cannot abandon his flock. A priest cannot forsake his God. I've always been good at following rules. Until she came. Then I learned new rules.

Hot-headed, charismatic and always unapologetically herself, Red Sonja, the ferocious She-Devil and barbarian of Hyrkania has never concerned herself with the consequences of her actions. She's pursued all her desires, from treasure, to drink, to the companionship of bedfellows. But when rumours start bubbling up from her homeland - rumours of unknown horrors emerging from the ground and pulling their unsuspecting victims to their deaths - she realises she may have to return to the country that abandoned her.

April and Eddie have taken a wrong turn. They're on a long dark road, late at night, and they see a woman up ahead, clearly in trouble. They stop and pick her up. It's only once she's in the car that they see the blood. And then they see the headlights, and at last, the woman speaks, her voice faint. "I'm sorry, he's coming."

Jean Blomart, patriot leader against the German forces of occupation, waits throughout an endless night for his wounded lover, Hélène, to die. Told through memories of his and her life, The Blood of Others paints an intense and moving picture of their love story and life in German occupied Paris during the Second World War. In the face of a seemingly unstoppable force, Hélène and Jean are confronted by the illusion of freedom and made to question their individual roles in the collective struggle against fascism

"Simone führte das Leben, von dem wir immer geträumt hatten, ich das, was mir vernünftig erschien. Ich beneidete sie um ihre Schönheit, ihren Mut, ihre Unabhängigkeit. Und merkte nicht, wie ich sie verlor. Seit ihrem Tod vergeht kaum ein Tag, an dem ich nicht an Simone denke, mich frage, warum die eine am Leben zerbricht, die andere nicht." "Einen Tag vor ihrem Tod rief Simone mich noch einmal an. Das weiß ich genau, denn ich hatte keine Zeit." Berlin, Mitte der achtziger Jahre. Zwei junge Frauen feiern, tanzen, reisen, verlieben sich - und werden im Osten der Stadt erwachsen.

In Australia, Simone has been widowed for four years and is ready to make a more interesting life. Her friends are driving her mad introducing her to eligible men; her busy daughters are just the opposite, wanting her available for babysitting. When she is offered a house swap with a couple in the UK she takes it, not without some trepidation. In the UK, Russ has just taken possession of his new house and wants only peace and quiet after a few months of rehab following a serious injury. Can these two help one another avoid meddling friends and relatives and build new lives?

They won't forgive. They won't forget. 1950. At the crumbling Idlewild Hall school for unwanted girls, four roommates begin to bond over dark secrets and whispered fears - until one of them mysteriously disappears.... 2014. Journalist Fiona Sheridan can't get over the murder of her sister 20 years ago, near the ruins of Idlewild. And when another body is found during renovations of the school, she'll begin to uncover secrets that were meant to remain hidden in the past - and a voice that won't be silenced....

I have one job in this arranged marriage, and that’s to seduce my husband. It should be easy; I’m the heiress to a transatlantic fortune, bred and raised to make a good match. I’ve spent a lifetime building up my endurance, my discipline, my dedication to my god and my church. The danger lies in falling for the devil who put his ring on my finger—a mistake I made years ago, and can’t afford to make again.

Amsterdam 1654: a dangerous secret threatens to destroy a young widow's new life. Following the sudden death of her husband, 25-year-old Catrin leaves her small village and takes a job as housekeeper to the successful Van Nulandt merchant family. Amsterdam is a city at the peak of its powers: science and art are flourishing, and Dutch ships bring back exotic riches from the Far East. When a figure from her past threatens her new life, Catrin flees to Delft. There, her painting talent earns her a chance as a pottery painter.

1982. Viv Delaney wants to move to New York City, and to help pay for it she takes a job as the night clerk at the Sun Down Motel, in Fell. But Viv feels that something is wrong, something disturbing and haunting. And then she vanishes. 2017. Carly Kirk has never been able to let go of the story of her aunt Viv. She decides to move to Fell and take a job at the hotel - as a night clerk - to try to get to the bottom of the mystery. But Carly soon discovers that, before she vanished, Viv believed she was on the trail of something truly sinister.

Stella Baldwin thought her life couldn’t get worse. Being left at the altar was bad enough, but having to show up at her cousin’s bachelorette party in Las Vegas barely two weeks later feels like a cruel joke. Thomas Maxwell-Brown is just looking for a good time. With his aristocratic family’s expectations pressing down, his career as a Formula 1 driver threatened by fresh talent, and a new reputation as the most hated man on the grid, he needs a break to clear his head. And what better way to decompress than with a stag party in Vegas?

Fiona Farrow is ignoring her destiny. She has no interest in guarding the Sacred Scrolls from the evil Shadow Order; not after the same job took her parents away. But when a powerful demon mage from the Shadow Order steals one of the Sacred Scrolls and starts hunting down Protectors of Light, Fiona will have to put on her magical suit of armor and face her fears. If she doesn't, the Shadow Order will destroy humanity and banish Fiona to an obscure dimension for the rest of her nightmarish eternity.

When Ivy Leavold is left destitute by her brother's death, she is taken in by her cousin's brooding, tortured widower—Julian Markham. Handsome and possessive, it's not long before Ivy falls for him. But Mr. Markham has dark secrets, secrets that may put Ivy in danger…

No law but pleasure. No limit but acquiescence. No rule but secrecy. Welcome to the world of Far Hope, where wicked deeds rule the night and dangerous lovers wait in the shadows.

They say that every tragic hero has a fatal flaw, a secret sin, a tiny stitch sewn into his future since birth. And here I am. My sins are no longer secret. My flaws have never been more fatal. And I've never been closer to tragedy than I am now. I am a man who loves, a man whose love demands much in return. I am a king, a king who was foolish enough to build a kingdom on the bones of the past. I am a husband and a lover and a soldier and a father and a president. And I will survive this. Long live the king.

I'm not a good man, and I've never pretended to be. I don't believe in goodness or God or any happy ending that isn't paid for in advance. What do I believe in? Money. Sex. Macallan 18. They have words for men like me - playboy. Womanizer. Skirt chaser. My brother used to be a priest, and he only has one word for me: sinner.

" Je rêvais d'être ma propre cause et ma propre fin ; je pensais à présent que la littérature me permettrait de réaliser ce vœu. Elle m'assurerait une immortalité qui compenserait l'éternité perdue ; il n'y avait plus de Dieu pour m'aimer, mais je brûlerais dans des millions de cœurs. En écrivant une œuvre nourrie de mon histoire, je me créerais moi-même à neuf et je justifierais mon existence. En même temps, je servirais l'humanité : quel plus beau cadeau lui faire que des livres? Je m'intéressais à la fois à moi et aux autres"

Being a firefighter isn’t easy. Especially for a Black woman. Working with family helps a little. But when somebody from your company doesn’t come back from a call, it’s brutal—as in, “How’m I supposed to go on?” brutal. And one death took me to a really dark place. A year later, I’m at the Pirates’ hockey training facility. Just another day on the job. Until I find a charred journal. I look inside for the owner’s name, but the words on the page punch me in the gut. It’s like reading my own thoughts. Reliving my own pain.

We are told God will punish the wicked; that sinful men will reap what they sow. We are told to scourge our souls with prayer and pain to become clean once again. Well, here I am. Wicked and sinful. Desperate to become clean - even though it feels so good to be dirty. But even I never expected what came next. Even I never expected my punishment to come so soon.

Eine junge Frau steht auf einem Dach und weigert sich herunterzukommen. Was geht in ihr vor? Will sie springen? Die Polizei riegelt das Gebäude ab, Schaulustige johlen, zücken ihre Handys. Der Freund der Frau, ihre Schwester, ein Polizist und sieben andere Menschen, die nah oder entfernt mit ihr zu tun haben, geraten aus dem Tritt. Sie fallen aus den Routinen ihres Alltags, verlieren den Halt - oder stürzen sich in eine nicht mehr für möglich gehaltene Freiheit.