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Wren Kergatha defeats Hecate and reclaims her family only to face new challenges. The Kriar have infiltrated Starholme. Then her mentor in G'yaki combat, Vera, suffers a breakdown. As if that's not enough, her grandmother Idun the pantheon lady wants to start a god war. While Wren embraces her Aesir heritage, becoming a general like her mother and grandmother, she fights a ground war in the quest to locate Vera's G'yaki clan. Only then will decades-old wounds heal. Alas, being far stronger and accompanied by an army of allies doesn't stop Wren's enemies from causing trouble. The only way to set matters right with Vera, herself and her family is to battle dragons, gods, and even a rogue member of the firsts.
By tracing core discontents, the essays restore the anxiety-ridden radical nature of Puritanism, helping to account for its force in the seventeenth century and the popular and scholarly interest that it continues to evoke. Innovative and challenging in scope and argument, the volume should be of interest to scholars of early modern British and American history, literature, culture, and religion."--BOOK JACKET.
Wren’s new writing assignment, a haunted campground in Arizona, is perfect except for the killer who wants her dead. Best job ever, except she and Rascal, her sweet black and tan Labrador Retriever, discover a crime in Arizona that only she can solve, much to the dismay of the young, widowed county Marshal. The killer looks forward to reading her obituary.
Dear A̶s̶s̶b̶u̶t̶t̶ ̶D̶o̶u̶c̶h̶e̶n̶o̶z̶z̶l̶e̶ Anders, You’re cordially invited to stop messing around with my emotions. You had your chance and like a coward, ran away when it got too difficult. Couldn’t you handle wanting your best friends, little sister? You didn’t want me bad enough? Like I said—coward. Well, guess what? You lost your chance and now I’m engaged to someone who isn’t you. Thank. God. But I’m going to be the bigger person here—for the sake of my brother—and truly hope you can make the wedding, and join in on all of the festivities. I hope you don’t choke on the champagne. Or do. Whatever. Sincerely, T̶h̶e̶ ̶O̶n̶e̶ ̶W̶h̶o̶ ̶...