It S Never Done That Before

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Marlon Brando

An intimate portrait of the revered but reclusive actor traces the life and career of Marlon Brando, remembered by his long-time friend and producer-director George Englund, who provides keen insights into the man behind the legend. Originally published as The Way It's Never Been Done Before. Reprint. 15,000 first printing.
Wilder

Joslyn My life was an absolute mess, and it was slowly killing me. Dismay and anguish defined my everyday life. Until Wilder. He became what I’d never known I craved. He was my world, my best friend. For once…I was happy. Until it all started crashing down around us. Wilder From the moment I’d met Joslyn, she’d been my everything. I’d never expected to have her in my life, but she was finally mine. There was no way I was going to lose her. I would lay down my life to keep her safe. My MC has been my life. Danger has never been uncommon. I was made for this lifestyle, but now Joslyn’s in danger too. They’ve messed with the wrong MC, and now we are coming for them… May they rest in pieces. Game on. *This book can be read as a stand-alone but for the full experience I would recommend reading Lane (Grim Sinners MC Book 1)*
The Furnace of Gold

Author: Philip Verrill Mighels
language: en
Publisher: BoD – Books on Demand
Release Date: 2019-12-09
Now Nevada, though robed in gray and white-the gray of sagebrush and the white of snowy summits-had never yet been accounted a nun when once again the early summer aroused the passions of her being and the wild peach burst into bloom. It was out in Nauwish valley, at the desert-edge, where gold has been stored in the hungry-looking rock to lure man away from fairer pastures. There were mountains everywhere-huge, rugged mountains, erected in the igneous fury of world-making, long since calmed. Above them all the sky was almost incredibly blue-an intense ultramarine of extraordinary clearness and profundity. At the southwest limit of the valley was the one human habitation established thereabout in many miles, a roadside station where a spring of water issued from the earth. Towards this, on the narrow, side-hill road, limped a dusty red automobile. It contained three passengers, two women and a man. Of the women, one was a little German maid, rather pretty and demure, whose duty it was to enact the chaperone. The other, Beth Kent, straight from New York City, well-the wild peach was in bloom!