Why Is 'The Warmth Of Other Suns' Considered A Must-Read?

“I want to taste you, can I?" He asked pleadingly. I was gonna say no, but the throbbing in my nether region said yes. “Yes," I breathed shakily. He then started to kiss my hip bone trailing as he pulled my panties off. “Raise your legs," he instructed and I obeyed. He pulled my legs apart and inhaled. “Exquisite," he praised as he lowered his head and gave me a long, luxurious lick. ************ Dionnah Delaney is a hardworking, ambitious African American. She is headstrong and knows exactly what she wants in life. She does accounting plus she runs a successful design business with her other sister Danielle, who is engaged to Johnathan Mulroney. Johnny cannot stop raving about his other brother Mikey who has retired from being a Navy seal and he's coming home just in time for the big wedding. Dionnah doesn't want love and commitment after her first love broke her heart several years ago. But things change when Mikey steps into the picture. He's a billionaire playboy, who is smug and conceited on top of all that. Even though the two butt heads they can't deny their undeniable attraction. After one night of steamy sex, Dionnah and Mikey agree to never talk about it again, until weeks later when two pink lines show up on a pregnancy test. What will happen when Mikey wants more than what Dionnah has to offer, will she be able to let love in her heart, or will her ambivalence cause her to miss her chance at happiness and her forever after?

It was raining very heavily on the day my parents got divorced. There are two copies of the agreements on the table. One declares that the signee will stay with Dad, who's a gambling addict and has already racked up a huge debt, in the old town. The other declares that the signee will follow Mom, who will marry a rich businessman, and move to a coastal town. In the previous life, my younger sister, Tamara Browning, kicked up a fuss because she wanted to stay with Mom. So, I packed up my luggage quietly and went with Dad. Soon after, Dad quit gambling and received the compensation due to our house being demolished in a governmental project. Since then, he showered me with love and affection. Meanwhile, Tamara wasn't allowed to even leave the house. On top of that, she was neglected by everyone, so she died from depression. Now that we're given a second chance in life, Tamara snatches the cigarette out of Dad's fingers before hugging him, refusing to let him go at all. "Tiana, my heart aches for Dad's situation. You should live a good life with Mom. I'll give that chance to you." I deign to say anything at all. Instead, I just pick up the train ticket that'll take me to the coastal town. But what Tamara doesn't know is the reason behind Dad's decision to quit gambling in the previous life. At that time, I had overexhausted myself from paying off his debt, and I began vomiting blood due to my brain cancer. I practically had to risk my life just to get him to quit gambling once and for all.

She was the woman who prayed for his safe journey while he planned hotel meetups. The woman who fought for household bills while he footed the tab for other women. The woman who stayed up worrying while he stayed up with someone else. Adaeze never imagined that the man she chose — not was forced to choose, but willingly, lovingly chose — would become the very source of her undoing. Twelve years of marriage, three children, one family business and a thousand unanswered prayers later, she finds herself staring at a phone screen, reading a message that was never meant for her eyes. But this is not just a story about infidelity. It is a story about a woman who lost herself slowly, quietly, in the business of loving a man who had long stopped choosing her. It is about the loneliness of a marriage that looks perfect from the outside. The exhaustion of fighting to be seen by someone who looks right through you. The moment a woman stops crying and starts thinking. It is about what happens when the woman who always stayed finally decides what she's worth. And it is about the man who only realises what he had — when it is already gone.

The day my wife gave birth to my foster brother's child, my entire family waited tensely outside the delivery room. They were not concerned about whether Sheila Rogers would make it through labor safely. They were worried I might turn up and make a scene. My mother kept glancing at the elevator. "He won't try to come up the stairs, will he?" My father was on the phone with hospital security again and again. "Yes, about six foot three. Have you seen him?" My brother stayed coiled and ready, fists clenched. "If my brother causes trouble, I'll lay down my life to protect Sheila and my son." However, from the start of labor to the moment Sheila delivered safely and both mother and child were declared healthy, I never showed up. Reclining on the hospital bed, Sheila took out her phone and asked my mother to call me. "Tell Hank not to cause any trouble," she said calmly. "If he's willing to be the child's godfather, we can still live our lives together." She felt absolutely no guilt toward me. From her perspective, she had merely granted my parents their long-standing wish for a grandchild. What fault could there possibly be in that? What no one knew was that I had never planned to go to the hospital. At that very moment, I was training beneath the scorching sun. All for a single reason: in one month, I would deploy with my unit to Safrana on a peacekeeping mission. Once I left, there would be little chance of ever coming back.

Austin is a "bloodsucking vampire" who lives off human blood. One day, he becomes 'in-heat' for his classmate, Hailey. Though he didn’t believe it when his kindred said, "Nothing compares to the taste of the 'human' you love!", he couldn’t resist the "taste" of Hailey… And once he had, he became addicted to that tantalising taste only Hailey can provide. What would a hungry and ruthless Austin do to curb his craving!?

Java, 1586. The martial world is thrown into chaos when a string of brutal murders claims some of its most powerful masters. The killer leaves behind a chilling signature, calling himself Pangeran Langit, the Prince of the Sky. Elsewhere, another predator stalks the land. A bringer of death known only as Tanpa Aran, Nameless. Freshly returned to the Sultanate of Pasir after wandering the eastern territories, Wisnumurti finds himself racing against time to stop both killers before their trail of blood reaches his homeland, Mount Cakrabuana. But his mission unravels when Jaladri—eager for a taste of adventure—is abducted by Suwung Saketi and Remak, two deranged martial artists with a horrifying appetite for cooking and eating human flesh. As the world teeters on the brink of disaster with the rise of a terrifying devil-worshiping sect, Wisnumurti and his companions are drawn into a deadly conspiracy rooted in a blood-soaked past. Secrets long buried begin to surface, dragging countless lives into their wake. If they fail to uncover the truth before it's too late, Pasir will descend into slaughter once again—and become the perfect hunting ground for those Darkness worshippers.