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Megan Nolan

    Acts of desperation
    Ordinary Human Failings
    The Warrior's Journey
    • The Warrior's Journey

      • 94 páginas
      • 4 horas de lectura

      The book emphasizes the importance of tapping into one's inner strength and power to manifest personal visions quickly. It offers practical strategies and techniques designed to help readers overcome obstacles and achieve their goals efficiently. Through motivational insights and actionable steps, it guides individuals in transforming their aspirations into reality, fostering a proactive mindset and encouraging self-discovery along the way.

      The Warrior's Journey
      5,0
    • Ordinary Human Failings

      • 240 páginas
      • 9 horas de lectura

      * Shortlisted for Fiction - 2023 Nero Book Awards * After the death of a young girl, the finger of suspicion is pointing at one reclusive family... 'Gripping... a triumph' SUNDAY TIMES 'Heartbreaking' VOGUE It's 1990 in London and, after the death of a young girl on an estate, the finger of suspicion is pointing at one reclusive Irish family: the Greens. At their heart sits Carmel: beautiful, other-worldly, and once destined for a future beyond her circumstances until life - and love - got in her way. Now, as the scandal unfolds and the tabloids hunt their monster, she must confront the secrets and silences that have trapped her family for so many generations. 'Daring, brilliant... bold and beautiful' DAILY TELEGRAPH 'A compulsive read' THE TIMES 'A writer to be read on her own terms' FINANCIAL TIMES

      Ordinary Human Failings
      3,8
    • Love was the final consolation, would set ablaze the fields of my life in one go, leaving nothing behind. I thought of it as a force which would clean me and by its presence make me worthy of it. There was no religion in my life after early childhood, and a great faith in love was what I had cultivated instead. Oh, don't laugh at me for this, for being a woman who says this to you. I hear myself speak.Even now, even after all that took place between us, I can still feel how moved I am by him. Ciaran was that downy, darkening blond of a baby just leaving its infancy. He was the most beautiful man I had ever seen. None of it mattered in the end; what he looked like, who he was, the things he would do to me. To make a beautiful man love and live with me had seemed - obviously, intuitively - the entire point of life. My need was greater than reality, stronger than the truth, more savage than either of us would eventually bear. How could it be true that a woman like me could need a man's love to feel like a person, to feel that I was worthy of life? And what would happen when I finally wore him down and took it?

      Acts of desperation
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