Books with title Winter Sunshine

From award-winning and national bestselling author, Robin McKinley, comes this dark, sensual vampire fairy tale. "A gripping, funny, page-turning, pretty much perfect work of magical literature."--Neil GaimanThere hadn't been any trouble out at the lake in years. Sunshine just needed a spot where she could be alone with her thoughts for a minute. But then the vampires found her . . . Now, chained and imprisoned in a once-beautiful decaying mansion, alone but for the vampire, Constantine, shackled next to her, Sunshine realizes that she must call on her own hidden strength if she is to survive. But Constantine is not what she expected of a vampire, and soon Sunshine discovers that it is he who needs her, more than either of them know.Originally published as an adult novel, but now in YA for the first time, Sunshine is an alluring and captivating vampire story that will ensnare fans of paranormals everywhere.

Sunshine is a charming story of a little girl and her new pony, Sunshine. Sunshine is sweet, sassy, and oh, so stubborn! It doesn’t take long before her owner finds out her little pony has a problem - she only likes to walk in a straight line! Over and over throughout the book Sunshine gets herself and her little owner in some pretty harrowing situations due to her "handicap"; but blinded by love, her owner refuses to see her cherished pony’s flaws and forgives her each time she gets them in a pickle. In her young owner’s loving eyes, Sunshine can do no wrong. Despite Sunshine’s handicap, she somehow teaches her owner right from left, even though she only likes to walk in a straight line!

From award-winning and national bestselling author, Robin McKinley, comes this dark, sensual vampire fairy tale. "A gripping, funny, page-turning, pretty much perfect work of magical literature."--Neil Gaiman“Sunshine” is what everyone calls her. She works long hours in her family’s coffeehouse, making her famous “Cinnamon Rolls as Big as Your Head,” Bitter Chocolate Death, Caramel Cataclysm, and other sugar-shock specials that keep the customers coming. She’s happy in her bakery—which her stepfather built specially for her—but sometimes she feels that she should have life outside the coffeehouse. One evening she drives out to the lake to get away from her family, to be alone. There hasn’t been any trouble at the lake for years. But there is trouble that night for Sunshine. She is abducted by a gang of vampires who shackle her to the wall of an abandoned mansion, within easy reach of a figure stirring in the moonlight. Sunshine knows that he is a vampire and that she is to be his dinner. Yet when dawn breaks he has not attempted to harm her.And now he needs her help to survive the day...

When Mama Owl wakes up Eve and Evi, she tells them a great day is waiting for them. To encourage them, she tells them to lead with their hearts and love who they are, and to be the good, the happy, and be free. She also tells her owlets to remember to shine like the sun, choose happy thoughts, and to spread their cheerful attitude wherever they go. And it's okay to not always feel bright and sunny. The story includes a sunshine affirmation and sunshine meditation, a feel better toolkit, and journal questions that encourage children to feel grateful and optimistic.

An American resident in England is reported as saying that the English have an atmosphere but no climate. The reverse of this remark would apply pretty accurately to our own case. We certainly have a climate, a two-edged one that cuts both ways, threatening us with sun-stroke on the one hand and with frost-stroke on the other; but we have no atmosphere to speak of in New York and New England, except now and then during the dog-days, or the fitful and uncertain Indian Summer. An atmosphere, the quality of tone and mellowness in the near distance, is the product of a more humid climate. Hence, as we go south from New York,the atmospheric effects become more rich and varied, until on reaching the Potomac you find an atmosphere as well as a climate. The latter is still on the vehement American scale, full of sharp and violent changes and contrasts, baking and blistering in summer, and nipping and blighting in winter, but the spaces are not so purged and bare; the horizon wall does not so often have the appearance of having just been washed and scrubbed down. There is more depth and visibility to the open air, a stronger infusion of the Indian Summer element throughout the year, than is found farther north. The days are softer and more brooding, and the nights more enchanting. It is here that Walt Whitman saw the full moon "Pour down Night's nimbus floods," as any one may see her, during the full, from October to May. There is more haze and vapor in the atmosphere during that period, and every pariticle seems to collect and hold the pure radiance until the world swims with the lunar outpouring. Is not the full moon always on the side of fair weather? I think it is Sir William Herschel who says her influence tends to dispel the clouds. Certain it is her beauty is seldom lost or even veiled in this southern or semi-southern clime.