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Author: Ben Burgess, Jr
Publisher: Urban Renaissance
ISBN: 1645561771
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 433
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Nick Johnson has always been an underachieving, borderline alcoholic...but he soon finds himself in over his head. When his affair with Vickie, an unhappily married homemaker, results in an accidental pregnancy. Vickie abandons Nick, leaving him to raise their biracial daughter, Lynn, alone. Overwhelmed by the difficulties of single fatherhood and seeking comfort and help for himself in that stressful journey, Nick dates numerous women who will change his life forever. Will raising Lynn force him to mature? Can a single father with a challenging past teach his daughter to become a strong, successful woman? Will a daddy's girl, raised primarily by her father, leave Lynn destined to fail from a lack of female guidance?
Author: Ben Burgess, Jr
Publisher: Urban Renaissance
ISBN: 1645561771
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 433
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Nick Johnson has always been an underachieving, borderline alcoholic...but he soon finds himself in over his head. When his affair with Vickie, an unhappily married homemaker, results in an accidental pregnancy. Vickie abandons Nick, leaving him to raise their biracial daughter, Lynn, alone. Overwhelmed by the difficulties of single fatherhood and seeking comfort and help for himself in that stressful journey, Nick dates numerous women who will change his life forever. Will raising Lynn force him to mature? Can a single father with a challenging past teach his daughter to become a strong, successful woman? Will a daddy's girl, raised primarily by her father, leave Lynn destined to fail from a lack of female guidance?
Author: Jim Daly
Publisher: Zondervan
ISBN: 0310331811
Category : Religion
Languages : en
Pages : 224
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It’s never too late to be a better father Jim Daly, president and CEO of Focus on the Family, is an expert in fatherhood—in part because his own "fathers" failed him so badly. His biological dad was an alcoholic. His stepfather deserted him. His foster father accused Jim of trying to kill him. All were out of Jim's life by the time he turned 13. Isn’t it odd—and reminiscent of the hand of God—that the director of the leading organization on family turned out to be a guy whose own background as a kid and son were pretty messed up? Or could it be that successful parenting is discovered not in the perfect, peaceful household but in the midst of battles and messy situations, where God must constantly be called to the scene? That is the mystery unraveled in this book. Using his own expertise, humor, and inexhaustible wealth of stories, Jim will show you that God can make you a good dad, a great dad, in spite of the way you’ve grown up and in spite of the mistakes you’ve made. Maybe even because of them. It’s not about becoming a perfect father. It’s about trying to become a better father, each and every day. It's about building relationships with your children through love, grace, patience, and fun—and helping them grow into the men and women they’re meant to be.
Author: Mallory Kane
Publisher: Harlequin Treasury-Harlequin Intrigue 90s
ISBN: 9780373692880
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 260
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A Father's Sacrifice By Mallory Kane Harlequin Copyright © 2007 Mallory Kane All right reserved. ISBN: 9780373692880 Dylan Stryker looked down at his sleeping son. He'd been working with the virtual surgery program and missed Ben's bedtime again. In the dim glow of a caterpillar night-light, he watched his little boy's lips move slightly with each gentle breath. He looked so small, so innocent--so vulnerable. Dylan's heart squeezed with guilt and grief and stinging regret. Looking away, his gaze landed on Ben's leg braces in the corner. In stark contrast to his son's softly lit face, the ultralight titanium sucked up the light greedily, shining with the stark whiteness of bones. They mocked him, a constant reminder that his child's handicap was his fault. Irony twisted his gut. He'd been named a hero for inventing the computer-driven leg supports. Now his own child couldn't walk without them, and it was because of him. He knelt and kissed Ben's cool cheek. "I love you," he whispered. "I'd die for you if it would change the past." The bedroom door opened. It was Alfred. Dylan's senses went on full alert. His chief of security never interrupted him when he was with his son. He slipped quietly through the door to the hall. "Sorry," Alfred said shortly. "What is it? Another breach of the fence?" Next week was the third anniversary of the suspicious car crash that had killed his wife and injured his child. The vehicle that had run her off the road had never been found. And despite his and the government's best efforts to cover up Ben's survival, this time each year the tabloids always rehashed the sensationalistic rumors surrounding the crash. HORROR IN THE HAMPTONS. Mad Doctor Hides Hideously Maimed Son In Airless Underground Dungeon. Alfred shook his head at the latest headline, his weathered face grim. "Campbell called me," he said. "We've been hacked." Dylan cursed. "How bad?" "In and out within a few seconds, according to Campbell. I should have waited until morning. Should have let you sleep." Alfred's face was lined with worry. "No. I wasn't asleep. I need to know as soon as anything happens." "What for? So you have something else on your mind to keep you from sleeping? You couldn't have stopped the hacker." Dylan headed for the back stairs. "I could have tried." Alfred followed, laying a hand on Dylan's arm. "He's gone now. Go back to Ben. Try to get some sleep." "I can't sleep. You know that. I might as well work." Dylan rubbed his burning eyes. "Son, this is almost certainly a domestic terrorist cell. Why don't you take NSA up on their offer of protection?" Dylan sighed. "I talked to them today." "You've decided to move to a secure location?" Hope tinged Alfred's gravelly voice. As proud as the ex-military man was of his security measures, he'd made it clear that he'd prefer having Dylan and Ben under the government protection. Dylan shook his head and rubbed the back of his neck. "We've had this conversation. I'm not sending Ben away. And I can't go with him. The interface hardware is at a critical point--too delicate to be moved, and we're still debugging the software. I can't afford to lose even a couple of days...." He heard the desperation in his own voice. Alfred knew as well as he did the real reason he was working night and day. Time was running out for Ben. "So why'd you call NSA?" "I told them that if they want their damn supersoldier technology, they'll find me the best computer expert in the country. They promised me someone within forty-eight hours." SPECIAL AGENT Natasha Rudolph wiped her palms down her slacks as the doors slid shut, locking her in an elevator that was about to take her underground. Mitch Decker, Special Agent in Charge, had warned her this assignment would be difficult. However, he hadn't mentioned that the computer lab where she'd be working was twelve feet belowground on a secluded estate in the Hamptons. She closed her eyes as the elevator started downward. "Agent Rudolph?" She opened her eyes to find the military type who'd met her at the front door eyeing her hands. She realized she was clenching her fists. "Yes? Mintz, isn't it?" She deliberately relaxed her fingers. "I'm fine. Looking forward to getting started. It's been a long day." She bit her lip. She sounded like a babbling idiot. She set her jaw and silently commanded her heart to stop fluttering and her hands to stay serenely at her sides. Alfred Mintz frowned at her as the elevator doors slid silently open. She wiped her palms again, and stepped out into a brightly lit hall. It looked as if all the walls were made of glass. Natasha swallowed nervously. Not very substantial. She resisted the urge to glance up at the ceiling. How did these walls hold up the tons of dirt and steel above their heads? Ignoring the burning sensation on her scalp that signaled rising panic, she concentrated on staying calm. Mintz started down the hall, leaving her to catch up. "You may not get to meet Dr. Stryker tonight. If he's in the virtual surgery lab, we won't disturb him." They passed empty offices, furnished cubicles with computer workstations, and a door labeled Restroom And Showers that thankfully was not walled with glass. "I thought he was anxious for me to get started reinforcing the firewall," she said. Just past the restroom was a longer, solid glass wall. She saw a dim glow through the glass, although the glare of the brighter hall lights kept her from seeing inside the room clearly. She had the impression of chrome and steel. Mintz stopped at the door. He nodded, his gaze on something or someone beyond the glass. Natasha shaded her eyes and squinted. The room was an exercise room--a very well-equipped exercise room. And as she watched, a very well-equipped man stepped off a treadmill and grabbed a towel. A few seconds later, the man stepped through the glass door and walked toward her with loose-limbed grace. He wore a gray T-shirt and gray exercise pants. The T-shirt was dark with sweat, and hugged the planes of his chest and shoulders. Its tail hung loose, hinting at a flat, ridged belly. The pants fit snugly over his lean hips and long legs. His biceps flexed as he toweled his face and hair, then slung the towel around his neck. Natasha gaped at him. Who was he? Not Stryker, surely. This guy did not look like a famous neurosurgeon. Maybe he was the young bioengineer she'd been told was building the interface implant--Jerry Campbell. Mintz stepped aside as he approached. When Natasha pulled her gaze away from his sweaty, sexy body and met his gaze, the lines around his redrimmed blue eyes and the exhaustion on his face came into focus. This was no kid. But, who-- His sharp blue eyes burned into hers. "Dylan Stryker, this is Special Agent Natasha Rudolph," Mintz said. "Ah, yes. NSA said you'd be here by this evening," Stryker said wryly, lifting one brow. It was him. "Well, NSA and the FBI tend to respond more favorably to requests than demands." "I don't have time to wait for the bureaucracy to process a request." His gaze flickered down her body and back up. Then he held out his hand. "So you're the best hacker-buster in the known universe." She stared at the elegantly long, blunt-tipped fingers and neatly trimmed nails. His hands were the only thing about him that fit the information she'd been given. They looked like surgeon's hands. The only recent photos of him were long-range, grainy tabloid shots. From them she'd gotten the impression of a thin, hatchet-faced, obsessed scientist. Boy was she wrong! "Hacker-buster?" She shook her head. "No. Computer expert." Her voice was steadier than her insides. This was Dylan Stryker. Her head spun as lurid headlines filled her vision. HORROR IN THE HAMPTONS. Mad Doctor Hides Hideously Maimed Son In Airless Underground Dungeon. It was typical tabloid fare and it made her shudder each time she thought about it, made her dread meeting Stryker's child, whom Decker had told her was paralyzed. How could anyone keep a child in this place? Underground dungeon--underground lab. Close enough. "Dr. Stryker." She took his extended hand, and his intensity hit her like the back draft from a fire. Shock and awareness skittered along her spine. His grasp was firm and brief, leaving her palm feeling singed by his touch. "So, Agent Rudolph, are you really the best?" His voice held a challenge. "Yes, I am," she said without hesitation. His straight mouth tilted slightly at one corner. "Good. Perfect." He nodded, dislodging a trickle of sweat that slid down over his temple and down his jawbone. He glanced at his watch, used the towel on his damp hair again, then turned to Mintz. "Get her settled and put her to work. What about equipment?" "Brought it with her. Where do you want her?" "In the office across from the virtual surgery lab." He pointed farther down the hall. Then he looked at her. "How much equipment do you have?" "I'd rather have an office upstairs--" Natasha started, but Mintz was listing her equipment for Stryker. Neither one of them paid any attention to her. "Is there anything else you need, Agent Rudolph?" Windows. Lots of windows. "Any chance I could work upstairs somewhere?" "No. Out of the question." Stryker eyed her suspiciously. "Are you sure you can handle this job?" "Yes, of course," she said, thankful her voice was still steady. She had a job to do. And that meant forgetting that there were truckloads of dirt and an entire mansion over her head. Her career was on the line. She had to succeed--windows or no windows. "I assume I can start right away." The quicker she got started, the quicker she could expose the hacker and get out of this hole in the ground. "Alfred'll take care of anything you need," Stryker said with a wave of his hand. As he turned away, his gaze met hers in a fleeting, intense glance that seared her to the bone. His clear blue eyes burned as brightly as an oxygen flame, warming her cheeks and stirring a cauldron of unexpected emotions within her. He might be tired and unkempt, underfed and distracted, but Dylan Stryker exuded an air of command and--she searched for the right word...masculinity...that hummed through her like the ring of a perfectly pitched tuning fork. She blinked and dropped her gaze. "Thanks, Alfred." Stryker headed back to his lab. Natasha felt stunned. According to his file, Stryker was thirty-three, and already known worldwide for his breakthroughs with computer-assisted mobility in nerve-damaged patients. Natasha had studied everything the FBI had on him, including clippings from the tabloids. He'd been thirty when his wife was killed three years before. It has long been rumored that Stryker's infant son did not die in the mysterious car crash that killed his wife.... Natasha stared at Stryker's broad shoulders and lean hips until she realized Mintz had left her behind again. She hurried to catch up. He used his thumbprint and keyed in digits from a pass code generator. The door clicked open to reveal a small foyer banked with elevators. "Where are we going? I need to start work." Mintz punched the call button. "I'll show you to your room first, so you can freshen up. Have you eaten?" She nodded, finding it difficult to pull her thoughts away from Dylan Stryker. He was so completely different from her expectations. He was driven, maybe even obsessed. But there was something else about him. Something dark and haunted lurked behind his brilliant blue eyes. "I assume you've been fully briefed on our situation?" Mintz asked. "Yes, sir. I'm here to stop a hacker and construct a firewall. And of course, to help with physical security." Mintz shook his head. "Physical security is not your job. Two of your fellow agents are on the outside to help my staff handle that. You concentrate on the computer." Continues... Excerpted from A Father's Sacrifice by Mallory Kane Copyright © 2007 by Mallory Kane. Excerpted by permission. All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher. Excerpts are provided by Dial-A-Book Inc. solely for the personal use of visitors to this web site.
Author: Ben Burgess Jr.
Publisher: Urban Renaissance
ISBN: 164556178X
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 288
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Nick Johnson has always been an underachieving, borderline alcoholic. He soon finds himself in over his head when his affair with Vickie, an unhappily married homemaker, results in an accidental pregnancy. Vickie abandons Nick, leaving him to raise their biracial daughter, Lynn, alone. Overwhelmed by the difficulties of single fatherhood and seeking comfort and help for himself in that stressful journey, Nick dates numerous women who will change his life forever. Will raising Lynn force him to mature? Can a single father with a challenging past teach his daughter to become a strong, successful woman? Will a daddy's girl, raised primarily by her father, leave Lynn destined to fail from a lack of female guidance?
Author: Douglas Wilson
Publisher: Harper Collins
ISBN: 1595554769
Category : Religion
Languages : en
Pages : 263
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Filled with practical ideas and self-evaluation tools, Father Hunger both encourages and challenges men to "embrace the high calling of fatherhood," becoming the dads that their families and our culture so desperately need them to be.
Author: Nam Le
Publisher: Penguin Group Australia
ISBN: 1742535798
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages :
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A young Vietnamese-Australian named Nam, in his final year at the famed Iowa Writers' Workshop, is trying to find his voice on the page. When his father, a man with a painful past, comes to visit, Nam's writing and sense of self are both deeply changed. Love and Honour and Pity and Pride and Compassion and Sacrifice is a deeply moving story of identity, family and the wellsprings of creativity, from Nam Le's multi-award-winning collection The Boat. 'A tight and densely emotional journey that sucked me in and contained as much power as the lengthy title.' Killings, the Kill Your Darlings blog
Author: Shannon Carpenter
Publisher: Penguin
ISBN: 0143135643
Category : Family & Relationships
Languages : en
Pages : 273
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A practical guide for modern-day parenting geared towards stay-at-home dads, offering advice on everything from learning to cook and clean with children, to dealing with mental health and relationships and addressing male loneliness, with the easygoing perspective that dads can use their natural talents to parent any way that they choose. The Ultimate Stay-at-Home Dad manual takes the best advice and wisdom from a dads' group, and puts it into a format to help new stay-at-home fathers. Characterized by actionable and direct advice to fathers, the book takes on parenting from a father's point of view and encourages dads to use their natural talents to become a better parent. That advice is further bolstered by an additional 57 other dads who also give advice. All this advice is framed by the author's personal stories, which help the reader connect with the content and drives the advice home. This is a book that takes on day-to-day parenting, not just as a stay-at-home dad--working fathers could benefit from this book as much as at-home dads.
Author: Scott LaPierre
Publisher:
ISBN: 9780999555118
Category :
Languages : en
Pages : 172
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Have you ever wondered why God asked Abraham to sacrifice his son in Genesis 22?The Angel stopped Abraham showing God did not intend for him to kill Isaac, but what did God desire? God wanted to test Abraham, and readers will discover the account primarily reveals:¿In human terms what God would do with His Son two thousand years later¿The many ways Abraham and Isaac are a picture of God and His Son¿The tremendous love of God shown through Christ's sacrificeGenesis 22 is not primarily about Abraham and Isaac. God and Jesus are the true and greater Father and Son shining forth in the account. Abraham did not spare his son but was willing to deliver him up for God. Likewise, God "did not spare His Son, but delivered Him up for us all" (Romans 8:32).
Author: Khizr Khan
Publisher:
ISBN: 0399592490
Category : Biography & Autobiography
Languages : en
Pages : 306
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Khan electrified viewers around the world when he took the stage at the 2016 Democratic National Convention. When he offered to lend Donald Trump his own much-read and dog-eared pocket Constitution, his gesture perfectly encapsulated the feelings of millions. The oldest of ten children born to farmers in Pakistan, Khan was a university student who read the Declaration of Independence and was awestruck by what might be possible in life. He and his wife instilled in their children the ideals that brought to America, and then tragically lost a son, an Army captain killed while protecting his base camp in Iraq. Here Khan tells readers why we must not be afraid to step forward for what we believe in when it matters most.
Author: Anna Eliza Bray
Publisher: Legare Street Press
ISBN: 9781019785898
Category :
Languages : en
Pages : 0
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A Father's Curse and a Daughter's Sacrifice is a stirring tale of love and redemption from Anna Eliza Bray, a celebrated novelist of the Victorian era. The novel tells the story of a young woman who must overcome great obstacles to save her family from ruin, and find the strength to forgive her father's past mistakes. This work has been selected by scholars as being culturally important, and is part of the knowledge base of civilization as we know it. This work is in the "public domain in the United States of America, and possibly other nations. Within the United States, you may freely copy and distribute this work, as no entity (individual or corporate) has a copyright on the body of the work. Scholars believe, and we concur, that this work is important enough to be preserved, reproduced, and made generally available to the public. We appreciate your support of the preservation process, and thank you for being an important part of keeping this knowledge alive and relevant.
