検索キーワード： 著者 "N.A.C" すべてのカテゴリー

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Discussions on the language, politics, and philosophy of decolonization.

Mathieu Proulx, Pierre-Marc Langevin et Benoit St-Pierre donnent le micro aux personnalités qui marquent la culture de l'Abitibi-Témiscamingue. Ici, l'appropriation culturelle doit être vu au 1er degré. On s'approprie NOTRE culture avec un grand C.

Through the darkest tunnel comes the light, but for Caesar King, there is nothing but more darkness on the other side. After the failed attempt on his life, he is afraid that the Pact of the Five Families is no more. He can trust nobody. Whoever murdered Barry is now aiming for Caesar's crown, and the only way to flush them out and figure out who's responsible is to go to war...with everybody.

While most young people are just getting their footing in life, 24-year-old Bryshon "Boogie" Tolliver is already being groomed to be a boss by his father, Barry Tolliver. At first, he's not so sure he wants to take his father's place in the family business. He has dreams of being the most prominent chef in New York. However, things change when Barry is murdered in cold blood and everything he built is left at Boogie's feet. Gone are those chef dreams, replaced with a new resolve to prove himself worthy of upholding his father's legacy.

I'm struggling with my dark side - the demon within me - and only Samael can help. He’s decided we're dangerous for each other, but I know we need to join forces. If we can't defeat the Free Men together, I will lose myself to the demon within, and a darkness will spread across Albia.

The angel of death locked me in one of his castle rooms, surrounded by books and delicious food. Not bad, right? Except for the loneliness, and the lust-fueled dreams that torment me every night - specifically dreams of Samael. And did I mention a psychotic ghost keeps trying to kill me? Because no one else believes me about that. Now, I’m desperate to get out of the castle and hunt down the murderous Free Men who led to my imprisonment. Samael wants to destroy them too. We have the same goal but don't trust each other.

Most days, I steal from ships to earn a living. Not glamorous, admittedly, but it's honest work. Okay, fine. It isn't honest either, but it means I get to eat. Until one night, a sinfully sexy angel strides into my favorite dance hall and compels me to work for him. It isn't just work, though. He wants me to be his wife in Castle Hades. Apparently, his prophetic dreams say I'll help him become king.

I've restored my soul, but now I'm trapped in the Citadel, separated from Ali. Worse, she believes I've betrayed her. And she's desperate to kill me. Even as I work to save her, a great reckoning between the tribes of Elves threatens to ruin my plans. And if I don't solve this, Ali and I will both end up in Hel.

Politics, religion, and international intrigue paint a gripping portrait of England in the months prior to the Peasants’ Revolt of 1381, but in a book where there are no pure ideals, perfect heroes, or irredeemable villains, history becomes personal. Schism splits the Catholic Church, a teenaged king sits on England’s throne, John Wycliffe protests, Piers Plowman complains, Geoffrey Chaucer tells tales.

Clayton Sanders left home the minute he had his high school diploma in hand. He waited that long only because the Army wouldn't accept him without one. Now, 10 years later, he's home. Home with no warning, no advance notice, no anything after being gone 10 years with almost no contact with his family. Home carrying a secret that is burning him up from the inside. A secret that has pushed him to the brink, forcing him to become a criminal in order to be where his family needs him to be, even though they don't realize it yet. Because Clayton knows something they don't.

My heart hasn't beat in a 1,000 years. I haven't uttered a word in prison, and the guards keep their distance. If they get too close, they die - until at last, my magic binds my soul to another. Unfortunately, the person destined to save me is a night elf - the enemy of my kind. And yet, when I see her in the cell across from mine, an ember starts to burn in my chest.

There is something quite special about this fine collection of tales of terror from the Sceptered Isle, each and every one crafted in the dead of the night by twisted, fevered minds, who have brought the darkest denizens of the blackest shadows crawling and slithering to life to terrify those brave souls amongst you who dare to listen.

As documented here, the US government arms, trains, and funds all variety of oppressive governments, not just dictatorships. The choice to focus on dictatorships in this book was not made merely to shorten the list. Rather, that choice was made because the US government so often claims to be opposing dictators through the promotion of democracy. Frequently, the atrocious conduct of a dictator is a central selling point for a new war or coup or program of sanctions.

Exiled from the Shadow Fae, I'm left out on London's streets. The Knights of the Institute are dying of the plague, and they're sure I'm to blame. Desperate to speak to Ruadan, I invade the Institute. Then, things take a turn for the worse. Like, "tortured in a tiny prison cell" worse. Seems like Ruadan has completely betrayed me. But when I finally reunite with my dark demigod, it turns out I'd totally misunderstood his actions. Once I'm out of jail, Ruadan and I have to fix this mess, and we're thrown together once again. That means finding my father.

As a knight of the Shadow Fae, I’m tasked with defending the institute. I’m deep into a world of dark magic, orgiastic death cults, and demon roller discos. But my new life begins with an impossible choice: turn over Ruadan within 24 hours, or my nemesis will unleash the Black Death. Worse, my old gladiator master is threatening to reveal my identity. If the truth gets out, I’ll be out of the institute faster than you can say "wrath of an incubus".

Doom. Devastation. Death. Destruction. It seems that no matter what direction he looks, Clay Sanders can see little else. He has tried to maintain at least a small oasis of safety for the people closest to him, but that bubble is constantly threatened by those who want it for themselves, or else want to deny it to Clay and his family and friends, even though it belongs to them.

Clayton Sanders left home the minute he had his high school diploma in hand. He waited that long only because the Army wouldn't accept him without one. Now, 10 years later, he's home. Home with no warning, no advance notice, no anything after being gone 10 years with almost no contact with his family. Home carrying a secret that is burning him up from the inside.

Billy Todd has always been different. Most people called him odd, and those were the nice people. Though he was born with a learning disability, Billy's parents never allowed him to consider himself disabled. Raised to be self-sufficient, Billy might not be as smart as some, but he was a lot smarter than people realized.

Having ended the threat of his father's oldest enemy and the group he controlled, Clayton Sanders believes he can finally put his feet up a bit and relax. Figuratively of course, since there is no relaxing on a farm and ranch. But some peace and quiet will be greatly appreciated and welcome. Too bad he won't get it. With the remainder of his old team on their way, Clay starts to think he might be able to breathe easier. Sure, they did say they were running from a big problem out west, but that's out west, right?