Mixed Methods Research Creswell

"I've decided to join your pharmaceutical research institute and continue with my medical research, Mr. Clark." Melvin Clark chuckles. "Your husband loves you so deeply. Will he agree to let you go abroad for medical research?" "This is my decision to make. It has nothing to do with him." "Alright, then. When will you arrive?" "In a week." "Okay. I'll be waiting." "There's one more thing. Do you need a tester for the memory-erasing potion you developed?" Melvin's voice turns grim. "Are you saying…" "Send me a bottle. I'll test it."

ลายศิลา บริบูรณ์รักษ์ หรือ หิน ผู้ชายสองบุคลิกภาพ ในที่ทำงานดูเชยและเงียบขรึม แต่ตัวจริงที่ใครไม่รู้จัก เขาคือ Play Boy ตัวพ่อ หินเป็นหุ้นส่วนกับบริษัท Thailand Research and Poll Co., Ltd. รับทำวิจัยการตลาด สำรวจความคิดเห็นของผู้บริโภคให้แก่บริษัทต่าง ๆ และรับทำโพล ตอนนี้เขากำลังตัดสินใจที่จะซื้อกิจการเป็นของตัวเองทั้งหมดอยู่แล้ว สุกฤษตา ทวิพงพันธ์ หรือ ขิง หญิงสาวผู้ช้ำรัก โดนคนรักที่คบกันมาตั้งเจ็ดปี แอบไปมีอะไรกับสาวจอมยั่วยวนในออฟฟิต ทำให้ต้องร้างลากัน เธอทำทุกอย่างแค่เพียงประชดเขา แล้วมันเป็นความผิดพลาดครั้งใหญ่หลวงที่เธอตัดสินใจรับปากไปพักร้อนกับพี่หิน ชีวิตของเธอก็เปลี่ยนไปนับตั้งแต่วันนั้น มาติดตามกันต่อได้ รับประกันว่า สนุกจนหยุดไม่ได้ ฟินเลือดกำเดาไหลกันเลยทีเดียว

There is a saying that work should not be mixed with pleasure. The CEO of Marshmello Printing Press, Mike Ross, seems to be doing the exact opposite of this. Isioma becomes a huge victim of this power-drunk CEO. How is an innocent, naïve girl supposed to navigate her life with work, friendship, pleasure, and love mixed into one without messing up the grey lines? Read Houston Reels to find out.

A month before I was set to present my life’s work—the Moonlight Therapy—Marcus, my Alpha and fiancé of five years, asked me to give the entire research project to his old flame, Isabella. I refused. He spent the entire month trying to convince me, insisting he was only fulfilling her dying wish. Then, two weeks before the presentation, a link from a friend arrived. That’s when I discovered Isabella was already promoting my research online as her own. He had never intended to ask for my permission at all. In that instant, I chose to sever our five-year bond. What Marcus didn’t know was that the core research he’d stolen was critically flawed. On the very day Isabella presented that faulty data to the world, I walked through the doors of the Boston Werewolf Medical Institute instead. I never looked back.

This is a seductive book with a lot of mixed up, wild and taboo smut stories. All stories here are a product of my imagination.

Rosie Woods is a shy university student who has major self-esteem issues. She doesn’t even have the confidence to secure a boyfriend. Then she starts her internship at one of the best marketing companies in London. The CEO Ezra Stone takes a special interest in Rosie. He promises to build up her confidence. She agrees, but soon finds out his methods are not altogether conventional.

With the vampire virus in both her and her newborn son, she races to find a cure before they both turn. Her research is halted when Dracula's grandson discovers her talent and she is sequestered to find a cure for an epidemic that is plaguing his vampire kingdom. Will she find it in time to resume her research and find a cure before she or her son become vampires? After losing not one, but two husbands, Vicki vows to stay single. But will that vow hold true? Will she finally be happy in love and life? These questions and more are addressed in the final installment of the exciting and harrowing adventures of Dr. Vickie Anderson.

"Our love is filthy, a dirty secret that nobody should know about." Kira thrives and wants a better life in a world where omegas are despised and shunned, but fate has cruel plans for her. The moon goddess gives her a forbidden mate, Alpha D'Angelo, the most feared and ruthless alpha in the land. An Alpha's bond with an Omega results in instant rejection or, worse, death. She expects worse, but D'Angelo has other interesting methods of causing ruin than a simple kill.

My husband's first love gets engaged. To make her regret it, he abandons me, his newlywed wife, and joins a research project down at the southern tip of the earth. I've made 999 attempts across several years to visit him, with each one ending in failure. After five years, I stopped going. During a lively birthday party, he suddenly shows up. When he sees my slightly bulging belly, he howls in anger. "I spent five years at the research base, and not once did you care about how I was doing! Who's the father of the bastard child you're pregnant with?" "It's none of your business," I calmly reply.

Five years ago, I was the rising star of the nation’s top chemistry research lab, but on the eve of publishing the results of my study, my husband’s crush, Grace, killed me. She made several people violate me and cut my face up. Then, she injected sulfuric acid into my stomach, crushed my teeth and bones, and discarded my body without anyone’s knowledge. At that time, I was three months pregnant. But she told everyone that I stole the project’s research results and fled to another country. Jim, my husband, personally wrote a report to the government to label me as a globally wanted criminal. Five years later, a livestreamer who did nighttime explorations found my dried-up corpse in the basement of an abandoned warehouse.