Temple marriages are supposed to last forever...right? Then why do so many of them end in divorce? In an effort to learn what it takes to have a marriage withstand the test of time and eternity, as well as discover how to capture the sparkle and magic seen between more seasoned couples, I put in countless hours of study, prayer and application. This book has been a labor of love, which includes those insights and discoveries that I wish to share with all who fervently desire to see theirs and their loved ones Celestial dreams come true. - Terry Olsen

“[A] fantasy adventure that uses the quixotic nature of dreams as a background for a modern-day pilgrimage of hope.” —Library Journal Nola and Tina are both girls with problems. They don’t know each other yet, but they will, because each is a Creator, with the magical ability to turn dreams into reality. It would be a great gift and a great power—if either knew she had it. But this world is hard on dreamers, whether they dream true or not. Nola is trapped in a terrible, abusive relationship with a man she once loved; Tina is an orphan who makes her living on the street. All their dreams are slowly being ground into dust. It’s a common enough tragedy, a sorrow and a grief and a shame upon the world, no matter whom it happens to. But when dreams themselves die, when the great dreamers stop dreaming, whole universes of imagination are lost. And the land of Nola and Tina’s dreams is fighting back. Into their miserable everyday world soars Esprit, a winged unicorn dark as the space between the stars. He is the vessel of Nola’s dreams, come to aid her in her battle with sordid reality. Following after him comes Prince Michael, whose quest it is to find the human dreamers who can save his land from ruin.

In the vast, uncharted territories of space, "Chronicles of the Ethereal Nebulae Empress" embarks on a fantastical space exploration, weaving through the realm of science fiction and fantasy. This epic saga unfolds the story of Elara, a child marked by destiny on the doorstep of an orphanage, whose life is intertwined with the mysteries of the ether and the celestial canvas of the universe. Raised under the watchful eyes of nuns, Elara was always more than an ordinary girl. Her touch could make flowers bloom brighter, and her emotions could make objects dance, hinting at the magic flowing through her veins-a blend of the mundane and the mystical. One transformative morning, the air around her pulsated with an otherworldly energy, revealing the realm of the ethereal nebula, a guardian of the ether spoke of her fate, offering her a choice that would change everything. Choosing to embrace her enchanting abilities, Elara steps into the realm of science fiction and fantasy, journeying towards the fantastical world of Etherea. Here, magic and wonder flow as freely as the winds, and the creatures of space roam in harmony under the guidance of Empress Elara. Her rule over this celestial domain is not just by power but through diplomacy, strategy, and vision, facing the challenges that come with the throne, including the foreboding Shadowstorm. "Etherea, a world painted on the celestial canvas of the universe, brims with diverse landscapes and ethereal creatures, each a testament to the mysteries of the ether. As Empress, Elara's connection to this mystical energy grants her unparalleled prowess, navigating through ancient prophecies and the enigmatic Shadowstorm that looms over her kingdom. This tale, set against the backdrop of fantastical space exploration, invites readers into the heart of the ethereal nebula, where the mysteries of the ether are just waiting to be unravelled. "Chronicles of the Ethereal Nebulae Empress" is a journey of discovery, power, and destiny, as Elara, the sorceress empress, strives to bridge worlds, unravel the mysteries of her origin, and lead Etherea through the uncharted territories of space.

On the edge of a quiet village, where the stars seemed to hang lower than anywhere else, eight-year-old Lila lay awake, staring out her window at the night sky. The world was still, the kind of silence that felt magical, as if all of creation were holding its breath. Lila clutched a small, silver pendant her grandmother had given her. “This pendant will guide you to your dreams,” her grandmother had said, smiling mysteriously. Lila had often wondered what those words meant. Tonight, the stars were unusually bright, sparkling like diamonds scattered across a sea of dark velvet. And then, as she gazed into the sky, something strange happened—a soft light appeared near her window, swirling gently like a tiny wisp of starlight. Mesmerized, Lila watched as the light began to move, drifting toward the edge of the village as if beckoning her to follow. With her heart pounding, Lila slipped out of bed, wrapping herself in her favorite woolen blanket and sneaking quietly out the door. Her parents were asleep, and the house was silent, save for the gentle ticking of the old clock in the hall. Barefoot, she followed the light through the village streets and out to the meadow, feeling as if she were stepping into one of her grandmother’s magical stories. At the center of the meadow, bathed in the moon’s soft glow, stood a figure unlike any she’d ever seen. He was tall and graceful, with flowing robes that shimmered like threads of stars, and his face was kind and wise, as if he held all the secrets of the universe. This was the Dream Weaver, a being her grandmother had often spoken of in hushed, reverent tones—the guardian of dreams. “Hello, Lila,” he said in a voice like a gentle breeze. Somehow, he already knew her name. “Are you…are you the Dream Weaver?” Lila whispered, half-afraid he might disappear if she spoke too loudly. The figure nodded, his gaze warm. “I am. I watch over the dreams of all who sleep, guiding them through the night.” Lila’s eyes sparkled with excitement and wonder. “Why are you here?” she asked. The Dream Weaver’s face softened as he reached out his hand. “I have come to show you a place few ever see—a world beyond the stars, where dreams are born. If you’re brave enough to follow, I’ll show you the magic hidden within your own dreams.” Lila hesitated, glancing back at her village, at the tiny rooftops and softly glowing windows of the homes around her. But curiosity and a yearning for adventure tugged at her heart. She reached out, placing her small hand in the Dream Weaver’s, feeling an unexpected warmth spread through her. In an instant, the meadow and village faded away, replaced by a world unlike anything she had ever imagined—a realm woven of stardust, moonlight, and endless possibilities. As they drifted into this dream realm, Lila felt a thrill of wonder, knowing that tonight was just the beginning of a journey that would change her life forever.

He had seized the nine dragons that defied the heavens! With the Lightning Perception surrounded, one's soul would be reincarnated, reborn into the body of the trash, Lei Nian. What? Cultivation genius? I have the Nine Dragons Stone! Unconvinced? Close the door, let loose thunder!

The poet Wilhelm Küchelbecker, Pushkin’s school-friend, suffered twenty years of imprisonment and Siberian exile for his part in the ill-fated Decembrist rising of 1825 against the Russian autocracy. His largely forgotten life and work are vividly recreated in Küchlya (1925), a pioneering historical novel by the eminent literary scholar and Formalist theorist Yuri Tynianov. Writing at a time when Stalin was tightening his grip on Soviet culture and society, Tynyanov implicitly brings together the disquieting experiences of the 1820s and the 1920s. In a lively, innovative style, his gripping and moving narrative, here translated for the first time, evokes the childhood, youth, beliefs and often absurd adventures of a Quixotic, idealistic protagonist against the richly complex backdrop of post-Napoleonic Russian society.

Aquasition is a story about fulfilling a dream. About an obsession with the sea. The feeling you get when the wind blows across your bow, the rails bury, as your vessel finds its grove and you become one with wind and sea. A silent rush of adrenaline as you glide effortlessly across the sea propelled solely by wind and will. Pure unbridled joy I tell this story as closely as possible from my ships logs and memory. If I have forgotten a few facts, or people, or a few places, I apologize in advance to those that helped and sailed with me along the way. You all have my never ending thanx and appreciation for contributing to what has become a wonderful life. Enjoy the ride!