Elizabeth Edmonds is a normal, clumsy woman working at a small, normal bakery. That is, until one night leads her on a chance encounter with a movie star manager. The star himself wants to get to know her. She isn’t so sure, but after a terrifying encounter with an interesting beast, she decides there’s something more going on and agrees to see him.
Paul Lupe is a brooding movie star with a terrible secret. He’s able to transform into a monstrous wolf creature. Worse, his career is on the down-slide and he needs a way to garner attention. His manager comes up with a scheme to show off an ordinary woman. They go in search of one, and she’s more than he expected. He feels drawn to her through a deeper connection than he cares to admit.
Together they and their friends embark on a strange new adventure as a series of murders rock their city. Something furry and monstrous is attacking reporters, and they have to figure out who and stop them before Paul’s secret becomes more than an open scandal. It becomes a dangerous fact for all of them.
You can acquire valuable knowledge for use in your own public speaking by studying the successful methods of other men. This does not mean, however, that you are to imitate others, but simply to profit by their experience and suggestions in so far as they fit in naturally with your personality.
When a man receives a seemingly innocuous painting from a colleague that has recently committed suicide, he finds himself slowly being dragged down by an inexorable force into the awful depths of insanity.
Many of the suggestions made in this little book come from my own memories of early school life; and my own experience since of the methods used in Occult training has shown me how much happier boys' lives might be made than they usually are. I have myself experienced both the right way of teaching and the wrong way, and therefore I want to help others towards the right way. I write upon the subject because it is one which is very near to the heart of my Master, and much of what I say is but an imperfect echo of what I have heard from Him. Then again, during the last two years, I have seen much of the work done in the Central Hindu College at Benares by Mr. G.S. Arundale and his devoted band of helpers. I have seen teachers glad to spend their time and energies in continual service of those whom they regard as their younger brothers. I have also watched the boys, in their turn, showing a reverence and an affectionate gratitude to their teachers that I had never thought possible.