They say fact is stranger than fiction. This is a book of just such an event. History chronicles only one "RMS Titanic" but in reality there were two. The one we all know that struck the iceberg on her maiden voyage on April 14, 1912. A mighty luxurious steamship intended to be the White Star Line's new Queen of the Atlantic Ocean trade between England and America. The other was actually the first of the White Star Line's evolution into the luxury liners with the "SS Atlantic". Almost to the day 29 years earlier on April Fools Day 1873 she ran hard aground on the Nova Scotia coast causing the loss of a higher percentage of her souls than her descendent. The unique factor being only the fittest survived leaving the souls of all the women and but one child buried with her at the bottom of the sea. The book will take you on a voyage that will cause you to reflect upon your own mortality and how the events in your life play a roll in your own destiny. Events that can be playing out by persons you do not even know work their way along a path until circumstances throw you together at a common place and time as though preordained, culminating in a tragedy such as the two sister ships of the White Star Line. Like father, like son, both made decisions based on mirrored motivations, both with tragic results. You will witness the actual words of the cast including their testimony at the Inquiries at Halifax and Liverpool. You will be the jury in forming your own opinions as to the real cause and who carries the primary guilt of responsibility. It's a voyage you should book passage on for enhancing your sensitivity to predestination.

At a time when Neal Thomas is preoccupied with the possibility that his newly published book could be made into a movie, he is contacted by close friends in Virginia who want to make him the Project Manager for construction of their newly conceived condominium complex near Virginia Beach. The dilemma that follows is eventually resolved by a phone call that forces him to accept the job in Virginia, and paves the way for a brand new adventure.

Sir Walter Raleigh—soldier, explorer, adventurer, lover of Queen Elizabeth—emerges from the pages of history and myth, full-blooded, passionate, and profoundly human. After unjustly languishing for years in the Tower, Raleigh undertakes one final voyage in search of gold. On his doomed quest he contends with Spanish forces, mutiny, pirates, court intrigue, and disease, all under the shadow of the executioner's blade awaiting him back home. Along the way, he also recounts his storied rise from humble origins into the Virgin Queen's favor and court--and ultimately her bed. This powerful and action-packed novel breathes life into the most dazzling yet most enigmatic of Elizabethans. Skyhorse Publishing, as well as our Arcade, Yucca, and Good Books imprints, are proud to publish a broad range of books for readers interested in fiction—novels, novellas, political and medical thrillers, comedy, satire, historical fiction, romance, erotic and love stories, mystery, classic literature, folklore and mythology, literary classics including Shakespeare, Dumas, Wilde, Cather, and much more. While not every title we publish becomes a New York Times bestseller or a national bestseller, we are committed to books on subjects that are sometimes overlooked and to authors whose work might not otherwise find a home.

This revised edition of the standard history of Guam is intended for general readers and students of the history, politics, and government of the Pacific region. Its narrative spans more than 450 years, beginning with the initial written records of Guam by members of Magellan 1521 expedition and concluding with the impact of the recent global recession on Guam’s fragile economy.

This book is a fiction romance novel that tells a beautiful love story. As the streets that lead from the Strand to the Embankment are very slim, it's better no longer to walk down them arm-in-arm. If you persevere, lawyers' clerks will have to make flying leaps into the mud; young female typists will have to fidget in the back of you. In the streets of London wherein beauty is going unregarded, eccentricity must pay the penalty, and it is higher no longer to be very tall, to put on a long blue cloak, or to conquer the air together with your left hand. One afternoon in the beginning of October whilst the traffic was turning brisk a tall guy strode alongside the edge of the pavement with a lady on his arm. Angry glances struck upon their backs.