A cozy bedtime picture book about an independent little mouse who decides she never ever wants to take off her favorite pajamas.

It started innocently enough. Beautiful Harper gave Sean those eyes… those eyes that meant, yes, take me. But Harper didn’t know Sean’s secrets… She didn’t know that he liked it rough. More than rough. He liked to dominate. To punish. To degrade. It was the only way that the black hole in his soul wouldn’t swallow him up. He would push her a little too far, and she would run. They all ran, eventually. But that’s not what happened... when he put his hands around her throat and squeezed, Harper moaned. When he told her to stay away, she didn’t listen, misbehaving until she got spanked. When he took out the handcuffs, there was excitement in her eyes, mixed with a little fear. The doe-eyed redhead liked it. More than that, she wanted it. She said so, time and again. That’s the thing about sexy strangers, though… you never know what they’re hiding. And Harper is carrying a burden so heavy that even Sean’s secrets pale in comparison.

The chemistry between Harper and Sean practically sizzles as they each deal with their own dark addictions and obsessions… especially to one another… It started innocently enough. Beautiful Harper gave Sean those eyes… those eyes that meant, yes, take me. But Harper didn’t know Sean’s secrets… She didn’t know that he liked it rough. More than rough. He liked to dominate. To punish. To degrade. It was the only way that the black hole in his soul wouldn’t swallow him up. He would push her a little too far, and she would run. They all ran, eventually. But that’s not what happened... when he put his hands around her throat and squeezed, Harper moaned. When he told her to stay away, she didn’t listen, misbehaving until she got spanked. When he took out the handcuffs, there was excitement in her eyes, mixed with a little fear. The doe-eyed redhead liked it. More than that, she wanted it. She said so, time and again. That’s the thing about sexy strangers, though… you never know what they’re hiding. And Harper is carrying a burden so heavy that even Sean’s secrets pale in comparison.

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Bury Me Not is a 1940s mystery novel. Facsimile reprint from the first edition.

Atlanta magazine’s editorial mission is to engage our community through provocative writing, authoritative reporting, and superlative design that illuminate the people, the issues, the trends, and the events that define our city. The magazine informs, challenges, and entertains our readers each month while helping them make intelligent choices, not only about what they do and where they go, but what they think about matters of importance to the community and the region. Atlanta magazine’s editorial mission is to engage our community through provocative writing, authoritative reporting, and superlative design that illuminate the people, the issues, the trends, and the events that define our city. The magazine informs, challenges, and entertains our readers each month while helping them make intelligent choices, not only about what they do and where they go, but what they think about matters of importance to the community and the region.

Over 5,500 WACs staffed the Army's Southwest Pacific Area theater administrative offices during World War II. This is the story of a WAC clerk typist & her friends who were among the first WACs to land in Holland, New Guinea & the Phillipines. They worked long hours, travelled on ancient troop ships, lived mainly in tents, & suffered through air raids & typhoons. To order: Social Change Press, 11638 Rio Vista Dr., Sun City, AZ 85351. 602-972-8346.