Warning: this collection contains 5 sexy age gap instalove romance short stories featuring young women and their determined alpha males! Includes Caught by My Professor, Working for My Dad's Best Friend, Waiting on My Dad's Former Friend, Trapped in the Storm With My Boyfriend's Dad, and Claimed by the Mountain Man. Caught by My Professor My professor stares at my hand. Like an idiot, I'm still holding the answer key. A corner of his mouth curves up. "Were you planning to cheat on the upcoming exam?" I drop the answer key like the paper has the ability to give me a second-degree burn. "I, um, well, I..." God, I might as well tattoo, Cheater, cheater, pumpkin eater, on my forehead. "Is there any way you could not tell anyone about this?" I ask. Probably a futile question. To my surprise, he says, "I'm willing to keep this a secret, but..." I widen my eyes when he plays with a lock of my hair. Is a professor allowed to do that? "You might not like my proposal." A wicked smile appears on his face. "Or you might like it very much." Working for My Dad's Best Friend Dad's friend may be a rich jerk who spends obscene sums of money on vases and is twice my age, but I can't deny that I find him attractive with his messy auburn hair, those dark blue eyes, and the five o'clock shadow on his defined jawline. If he weren't close buddies with Baba and I were far less acquainted with his personality, I might have hooked up with him. Okay, I would have definitely hooked up with him. Waiting on My Dad's Former Friend He asks, "Aren't you going to ask me why I fell out with your father?" Though I'm curious, I reply, "That's between you and my dad." "We fell out over you." I blink. "Over me? Why?" "Your father asked me to help him with some of his debts. I told him I would give him money…on one condition." Dad had–or has–debts? This is news to me. My father is an obsessive couponer and refuses to buy any clothes that don't come off the clearance rack. "Why would that end your friendship?" I ask. "Because the 'one condition' was having you." Trapped in the Storm With My Boyfriend's Dad Surprising me, he grabs my hand and pulls me toward the dining room. The contact causes my pulse to flutter. A voice in my head hisses, Oh my God, you can't develop a crush on your ex-boyfriend's dad. Despite the voice, I find myself sneaking glances at Mr. Fleming. Gabe inherited his good looks, and I'm looking right at the source. Both father and son have dark blond waves of luscious hair, bright hazel eyes, and effortlessly fit bodies that look damn fine in designer clothes. Claimed by the Mountain Man "I need to get out of here," I whisper. But how? My horrible sense of direction is what landed me here in the first place, and if I attempted venturing into the woods again, I might actually get eaten by a bear. "Hello." I nearly fall off the bed. "Careful," he growls, catching me before I hit the floor. My pulse jumps. I was right about the stranger's size. He is huge. His arms are like muscular tree trunks, and I swear he must be 7 feet tall. He's also super hot, something I did not expect. I'm typically not into bearded guys, but that black beard really suits his chiseled face and brings out his green eyes.

Warning: this collection contains 5 sexy age gap instalove romance short stories featuring young women and their determined alpha males! Includes An Offer from My Dad's Creditor, Knocked Up by the Tycoon, Caught by the College President, Wanted by My Fake Boyfriend's Dad, and An Offer from the CEO! An Offer from My Dad's Creditor "Lucky for you and your parents, I'm benevolent enough to offer an alternative method of payment," he says. From the lust in his gray gaze, I have a pretty good idea what the "alternative method of payment" is, but I ask anyway, "What do you want, Mr. Ricci?" "I want you to carry my child." His words make me lightheaded. Today was not a good day to skip dinner. "Um, what?" I ask, my legs trembling with the struggle to stay upright. Maybe I heard him wrong. No such luck. "I want you to carry my child, Paisley." Knocked Up by the Tycoon My breath stops for a moment. Is that…? I shake my head before I can finish the thought. Pregnancy has to be making me hear things. Because there's no way– "Alexa, look at me." My eyes bulge out of their sockets when a big familiar hand grabs my small one. Okay, I don't think my pregnancy brain can make that up. My imagination is not that vivid. I turn around, and my breath halts for yet another moment. Standing in front of me is Dallas Takahashi, my ex-boyfriend. And the father of the baby growing inside me. Caught by the College President I suck in a breath when my college president wraps his arms around me and pulls me onto his lap. "I…I have a boyfriend," I say, my voice coming out annoyingly breathy. He chuckles. "Oh, yes, your boyfriend, who seems like a real prize." He tugs at my blanket, exposing my bare shoulder. When he lowers his head and presses his mouth to my shoulder, I become breathless. Wanted by My Fake Boyfriend's Dad At the sight of Mike's father, I have to actively keep my jaw off the ground. One thing my friend neglected to tell me–his father is sexy. Mike's not a bad-looking guy either, but he got his golden hair and hazel eyes from his mother. Mr. Currant, on the other hand, has dark chocolate waves and intense gray eyes. Tall, dark, and handsome–just my type. An Offer from the CEO His face becomes serious. "I know your family has a lot of debt, Charity." I stiffen. Does a CEO normally concern himself with the financial troubles of a lowly office assistant? "There are your mother's unpaid hospital bills, your father's unwise loan to his brother, your own brother's gambling…" My grip tightens on my bottled water. How does he know all of that? "I'll take care of that debt," Adam says. I catch my breath. Chance Enterprises is a multi-billion dollar company, so I know he has the means to pay off my family's mountain of debt. "Why would you do that?" I ask. Then I remember that Mr. Chance is known for his philanthropy. Does he see me as a pitiful charity case? Is that why he has been so nice to me? "Because I want something in exchange." "What do you…?" I get my answer when he strokes the hem of my black pencil skirt.

Efrem is older, brutal, and the most dangerous man in New York. And he’s the man I want. My family’s expectations are clear. With the election for governor of New York looming and my father’s political aspirations shining brighter than ever, all eyes are also on me, his daughter. There are rules in our world. Conventions. Things that a girl like me just doesn’t do–like falling for six-foot-three inches of handsome, ruthless Bratva muscle. Efrem is from a different world–one that I have no place in. I know where my loyalties should lie, when it comes to the choice between duty or desire. Efrem is a dangerous man. A killer. A sinner. But this sinner is my obsession–and I want to be his. Sinner's Obsession is the first installment of the Vow of Sin series. The reading order is as follows: Sinner's Obsession, Sinner's Vow, and Sinner's Revenge. The series is complete!

USA Today bestselling author Lisa Lang Blakeney, delivers the sizzling first book in a brand new trilogy, Obsession, a billionaire, age gap, romantic suspense. I can have anything I desire…but all I want is her. Hunter Middleton My name strikes fear when most men hear it, especially in the underbelly of the city. Self-made billionaire. Alpha A**hole. Ruthless Negotiator. Owner of a notorious Los Angeles Nightclub where life and death deals are made, and street justice is served. Driven by a family tragedy that has haunted me all my life, I’ve never had any interest in a serious romance until the fateful night I clashed with a new spunky server with the face of an angel. She has no clue who I am. Her employer. And I have no idea who she’s going to be. My addiction. Despite all our differences and the danger closing in on us, I’m ready to claim her after one interaction. There’s something about her I cannot resist, and we begin a rollercoaster ride of passion and danger, fueling my…obsession. WARNING: Contains a ruthless billionaire with dirty intentions.

From Confucius and Plato to Karl Marx and Noam Chomsky, this book brings together more than 100 illustrated biographies of the world's great philosophers. Introduced with a stunning portrait of each featured philosopher, the biographies trace the ideas, friendships, loves, and rivalries that inspired the great thinkers and influenced their work, providing revealing insights into what drove them to question the meaning of life and come up with new ways of understanding the world and the history of ideas. Lavishly illustrated with photographs and paintings of philosophers, their homes, friends, studies, and their personal belongings, together with pages from original manuscripts, first editions, and correspondence, this book introduces the key ideas, themes, and working methods of each featured individual, setting their ideas within a wider historical and cultural context. Charting the development of ideas across the centuries in both the East and West, from ancient Chinese philosophy to the work of contemporary thinkers, Philosophers provides a compelling glimpse into the personal lives, loves, and influences of the great philosophers as they probed into life's big ideas.

The city of Tokyo, renamed after the Meiji Restoration, developed an urban culture that was a dynamic integration of Edo’s highly developed traditions and Meiji renovations, some of which reflected the influence of Western culture. This wide-ranging anthology—including fictional and dramatic works, essays, newspaper articles, political manifestos, and cartoons—tells the story of how the city’s literature and arts grew out of an often chaotic and sometimes paradoxical political environment to move toward a consummate Japanese “modernity.” Tokyo’s downtown audience constituted a market that demanded visuality and spectacle, while the educated uptown favored written, realistic literature. The literary products resulting from these conflicting consumer bases were therefore hybrid entities of old and new technologies. A Tokyo Anthology guides the reader through Japanese literature’s journey from classical to spoken, pictocentric to logocentric, and fantastic to realistic—making the novel the dominant form of modern literature. The volume highlights not only familiar masterpieces but also lesser known examples chosen from the city’s downtown life and counterculture. Imitating the custom of creative artists of the Edo period, scholars from the United States, Canada, England, and Japan have collaborated in order to produce this intriguing sampling of Meiji works in the best possible translations. The editors have sought out the most reliable first editions of texts, also reproducing most of their original illustrations. With few exceptions the translations presented here are the first in the English language. This rich anthology will be welcomed by students and scholars of Japan studies and by a wide general audience interested in Japan’s popular culture, media culture, and literature in translation.

The members of the literary circle known as the Violet Quill -- Christopher Cox, Robert Ferro, Michael Grumley, Andrew Holleran, Felice Picano, Edmund White, and George Whitmore -- collectively represent the aspirations and the achievement of gay writing during and after the gay liberation movement. This social history shows how the works of these authors both reflected and criticized the values, principles, and prejudices of the culture of gay liberation. In spinning many of the most important stories gay men told of themselves in the short period between the 1969 Stonewall Riots and the devastation of the AIDS epidemic during the 1980s, the Violet Quill exerted an enormous influence on gay culture.

Best known for Goodbye to Berlin -- the inspiration for the Tony and Oscar award-winning musical Cabaret -- Christopher Isherwood has always been considered both a literary and a gay pioneer. That is truer now than ever. Readers of his plays, novels, and diaries continue to discover Isherwood's lasting contribution to twentieth-century culture, literature, autobiographical fiction, and memoir, to gay rights, and to twentieth-century culture.

Warning: this collection contains 5 sexy age gap romance short stories featuring young women and their determined alpha males! Includes Bought by My Dad's Boss, Found by My Bully's Dad, Wanted by My Best Friend's Dad, Caught by the King, and Saved by My Professor. Enjoy;) Bought by My Dad's Boss My jaw drops when I see Austin Love stand up with his paddle raised high in the air. I haven't seen him for three years, and I sure as hell didn't expect to see him here. The auctioneer lets out a whistle. "Can I get 1.1 million dollars? Going once, going twice, and sold!" When Austin stares at me with his gray eyes, I feel like shuddering. With his silky black hair, arresting eyes, and perfect bone structure, he definitely qualifies as handsome. But he's also intimidating. In high school, I felt a vague anxiety around him, like he would punish me if I did the slightest thing wrong. I remember Dad whispering to me, "That's Mr. Love. He's the CEO of my company." I'm going to lose my v*rginity to my dad's boss. Found by My Bully's Dad Before I leave the locker room, I let out a deep breath. It's a small mercy that Janice decided to destroy my clothes after the country club closed for the day, so at least no one is going to see me leave the club in nothing but a towel. Or so I thought. When I step out of the locker room, I see a man staring at me from across the room. And it's not just any man. It's Sam Chance. Aka my bully's dad. He lifts his eyebrows. "Chuhua?" At the sound of his deep voice, I run back into the locker room. Wanted by My Best Friend's Dad I narrow my eyes at him, attempting to ignore the butterflies popping up in my stomach. Ever since I was a teenager, I've had a crush on Mr. Dean. He's gorgeous with his perfectly styled chestnut hair, five o'clock shadow on his defined jawline, and mesmerizing dark eyes. I've had countless dreams featuring him. Which makes it so awkward that he's my best friend's dad. He glowers at me. What did I do? Surprising me, he growls, "That outfit is too godd**n short." I flush, instinctively pulling at the hem of my skirt. My French maid outfit is more revealing than what I normally wear. Caught by the King Sounding amused, the king asks, "Were you attempting to steal one of my jeweled eggs?" I wince. Instead of directly answering his question, I repeat, "Please have mercy on a pitiful subject like me, your majesty!" Maybe if I suck up hard enough, I'll end up going to prison for only three years. "Stand up," he says. Because he's the freaking king, I have no choice but to obey. My legs tremble as I lift myself off the floor. He raises his hand, and I flinch, expecting a slap. However, he only strokes my cheek, his gentle touch belying his powerful muscular body. "You are a lovely thing," he murmurs. A rakishly handsome smirk breaks out across his face. "Much too lovely for prison." Saved by My Professor Crap, I just hugged Peter Burke. Aka Dr. Burke. Aka my Chemistry professor.

Imagining Global Amsterdam gaat over het beeld van Amsterdam in film, literatuur, visuele kunst en in het moderne stedelijke discours, in het bijzonder in de context van de mondialisering. De essays gaan onder andere dieper in op Amsterdam als een lieu de mémoire van de vroeg-moderne wereldhandel. Wat betekent deze herinnering in de hedendaagse cultuur? Waarom verwijzen zo veel contemporaine films en romans naar dit verleden terug? Ook het (inter)nationale imago van Amsterdam als een multicultureel en ultra-tolerant ‘%x;global village’%x; komt aan bod. Waarom is dit beeld zo persistent, en hoe heeft het zich in de loop van de laatste decennia ontwikkeld? Tot slot wordt ingegaan op de vraag hoe mondialiseringsprocessen ingrijpen in de stadscultuur, zoals in het prostitutiegebied op de Wallen en via de erfgoedindustrie. Hoe manifesteert de mondialisering zich in de stad, en welke rol speelt beeldvorming daarbij? Deze bundel vormt een rijk geschakeerd onderzoek naar de relatie tussen Amsterdam, mondialisering en stedelijke beeldvorming. Marco de Waard is als docent literatuurwetenschap verbonden aan het Amsterdam University College.