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On their first night Carrie had been nervous, and Slater had tried to think of some way to make it easier for her, to show her how fine and free it could be. But the moment they'd stepped into the cabin, she had undressed, matter-of-factly, a cigarette dangling from her lips. Her body was white and incredibly lovely, and Slater had felt desire engulf him. He had held her, hungrily, and hardly listed to the one thing she'd said. ''I don't think I'll be much good at this.'' She had been so cruelly right. And that, in a way, was what had killed her. That, and a beautiful woman named Jenny.
Somehow he'd ended up with someone else's coat . . . and that act could end Robert Bowser's life before it started.His hand trembled as he answered the phone.''Mr. Bowser?''''Yes.''''Mr. Bowser, my name is Harvey Plangman.''''Yes, Mr. Plangman. I have your wallet, and jacket, too, I believe.''''And I have yours.''''Why don't you drive over here? I could offer you a drink and we could reclaim our things.''''Mr. Bowser, were you planning on going to Brazil?''Was this really how the world ended?''You don't have anything to be afraid of, Mr. Bowser.''''I'd better come there.''''Yes, I think it would be better if you came here. You'll know who I am all right, Mr. Bowser. I'm wearing your coat . . .
WHY DID THEY KILL?These were nice kids, model kids. They didn't wear leather jackets and roam the streets in "wolf packs"; they didn't steal and mug for dope. For kids, they were well mannered and quiet. They were attractive and nicely dressed. You'd have welcomed them as next-door neighbors.Yet...one rapedone murderedone killed by fireWhat got into them? What dark thoughts tormented them when they were alone at night?
An exhilarating story from the author who mainstreamed lesbian pulp fiction The moment of truth... Mary Drew knelt down on the rug. She leaned forward, her mouth within an inch of Martha's. "l love you," she said. "I've loved you from the very moment we met. But I won't kiss you. I'm so close my lips are almost on yours, but I won't kiss you." Martha looked deeply into the other girl's eyes for a very long time. "l love you, too," she said. Then hungrily they fed on each other's lips. Martha grasped Mary Drew's hand. "Love me, will you? Not just kisses. Not any more."
She was hurrying past the field on her way home when the man stepped out from behind a tree and stood spraddle-legged in her path. Ginny Lee was uncommonly pretty, a small girl with unusually long legs for someone her size, good legs with finely molded ankles; and her breasts above the rounded hips and very thin waist were large and full, not in a way that gave her a top-heavy look, but a proud, feminine look. Ginny Lee was happy about her looks except for one thing: she needed glasses. She stood there blinking and squinting, trying to recognize the man who stood there so menacingly. "Who are you?" she asked, suddenly frightened. He laughed, took her roughly, and threw her down.
The Lesson - According to Kicks . . .Heine pointed the knife at her. ''O.K., Lady Godiva, take off the blouse.''She stood motionless, unable to answer or move.''Go ahead,'' Heine said. ''Take that piece-of-nothing off.''The boy's shoulders slumped and he began to groan. ''Brace, mister!'' Bar shouted. He put a fist in the boy's gut, and the boy sank to his knees in the dirt, weeping helplessly. ''O.K., green-belly,'' Bar said. ''Stay there. Your turn comes next.''Dazedly the girl undid her blouse. Heine reached and yanked it off her shoulders. She stood there quivering, her pink slip plain and worn. Behind them, Manny began to cough. Johnny stood rooted to the place from where he watched.''Let the straps down,'' Heine said to the girl.''Please. Please . . .''''Do what I tell you.'' Heine held the knife menacingly. The boy began to pray softly in Spanish.She raised trembling fingers to her bare shoulders and slipped the straps over them. The top of her slip and her bra fell to her waist.''Let her go,'' Manny whispered. ''You ought to let her go now. Huh?''''Let her go!'' Bar shouted. ''What are you worried about, mister? We're just teaching these two juvenile delinquents a lesson. Don't you understand that, mister? We're going to teach these two juvenile delinquents a lesson they're never, never going to forget.'' He drew his foot back violently and kicked the boy in the groin. ''Isn't that right, green-belly?''The boy's scream of pain rent the air of the summer night.
Manny Moon is back! (also published as Whistle Past the Graveyard)
''The gallows in my garden, people say,Is new and neat and adequately tall.I tie the noose on in a knowing wayAs one that knots his necktie for a ball;But just as all the neighbors . . . on the wail . . .Are drawing a long breath to shout 'Hurray!'The strangest whim has seized me . . . After allI think I will not hang myself today.''--From G. K. Chesterton's A Ballade of SuicideYoung Donald Lawson was familiar with that poem . . . yet now his body hung dead on a crag. Murder or suicide, Manville Moon was already on the case, as bodyguard to Don's beautiful sister Grace. For Grace's life was threatened, too, and to protect it Moon found himself crossing fists and guns with hired killers, and fencing desperately with Grace's friends, family, and fiancé, anyone of whom might have wanted to kill her.
My name is Ed Rivers.I live in Tampa, Florida, where I work as a private cop. I'm six feet tall, weigh in at about one ninety, and am forty years old.When I look in the mirror I see a heavy, bearish face, dark-tanned and creased, the thick lids giving the brown eyes a lazy look. Women either get a charge from that face or want to run from it. Men fear it or trust it to the hilt. It isn't a face that ever meets a neutral reaction.I'm not always happy about that, but it's my face and I have to do the best I can with it.
Three people were dead, their heads bashed in, their bodies hacked with a samurai sword. All three victims were Japanese. The murder weapon was traced to Nick Martin, a veteran of Iwo Jima. Nick had spent fifteen pain-ridden years in and out of Army hospitals. He tried to drown his memories of the horror, but whisky only put him right back in the middle of that fierce battle.Nick drank a fifth the night of the killing.That's the kind of case the police call 'open and shut.' But Ed Rivers, a private detective, was a friend of Nick Martin's. And no one was shutting the door of a death cell on Nick - not while Rivers could still go after the real, fiendishly clever murderer.
The pistol appeared in his hand the way a dove appears in the hand of a good magician, as if it materialized out of thin air. "You think I won't do it right here in the open. But you'd be surprised. . . . You'll drop before you get the breath to scream." The truck driver is decked out like a rhinestone cowboy, only instead of a guitar he's slinging a gun--and Odd Thomas is on the wrong end of the barrel. Though he narrowly dodges a bullet, Odd can't outrun the shocking vision burned into his mind . . . or the destiny that will drive him into a harrowing showdown with absolute evil. DEEPLY ODD How do you make sure a crime that hasn't happened yet, never does? That's the critical question facing Odd Thomas, the young man with a unique ability to commune with restless spirits and help them find justice and peace. But this time, it's the living who desperately need Odd on their side. Three helpless innocents will be brutally executed unless Odd can intervene in time. Who the potential victims are and where they can be found remain a mystery. The only thing Odd knows for sure is who the killer will be: the homicidal stranger who tried to shoot him dead in a small-town parking lot. With the ghost of Alfred Hitchcock riding shotgun and a network of unlikely allies providing help along the way, Odd embarks on an interstate game of cat and mouse with his sinister quarry. He will soon learn that his adversary possesses abilities that may surpass his own and operates in service to infinitely more formidable foes, with murder a mere prelude to much deeper designs. Traveling across a landscape haunted by portents of impending catastrophe, Odd will do what he must and go where his path leads him, drawing ever closer to the dark heart of his long journey--and, perhaps, to the bright light beyond. ACCLAIM FOR DEAN KOONTZ AND HIS ODD THOMAS NOVELS "Koontz gives his character wit, good humor, a familiarity with the dark side of humanity--and moral outrage."--USA Today "This is Koontz working at his pinnacle, providing terrific entertainment that deals seriously with some of the deepest themes of human existence: the nature of evil, the grip of fate and the power of love."--Publishers Weekly (starred review) "Supernatural thrills with a side of laughs."--The Denver Post "The nice young fry cook with the occult powers is Koontz's most likable creation . . . candid, upright, amusing and sometimes withering."--The New York TimesFrom the Hardcover edition.
In book after beloved book, New York Times bestselling author Danielle Steel consistently writes captivating stories notable for their unforgettable characters, page-turning plots, and richly imagined settings. Steel's sweeping, emotionally resonant historical novels in particular hold a special place in readers' hearts. Now here's a convenient eBook bundle that features three classic historical novels--Jewels, No Greater Love, and Zoya--stellar fiction from the incomparable Danielle Steel. Includes an excerpt from Danielle Steel's latest historical novel, Legacy, a compelling, centuries-spanning novel that brilliantly interweaves the lives of two women.
Luke Skywalker wanted to unify the Jedi order and bring peace to the universe. Instead his wife Mara lies dead at the hands of an unknown assassin, his wayward nephew Jacen has seized control of the Galactic Alliance, and the galaxy has exploded in all-out civil war. With Luke consumed by grief, Jacen Solo works quickly to consolidate his power and jumpstart his plan to take over the Jedi. Convinced he's the only one who can save the galaxy, Jacen will do whatever it takes, even ambush his own parents. With the Rebel confederacy driving deep into the Core to attack Coruscant and the Jedi under siege, Luke must reassert his position. Only he can lead the Jedi through this crisis, but it means solving the toughest problem Luke's ever faced. Does he fight alongside his nephew Jacen, a tyrant who's illegally taken over the GA, or does he join the rebels to smash the Galactic Alliance he helped create? Features a bonus section following the novel that includes a primer on the Star Wars expanded universe, and over half a dozen excerpts from some of the most popular Star Wars books of the last thirty years!
The dirtiest killer of the year was the man private investigator Ed Rivers had to save from the chair.Wally Tulman, Florida socialite, had been convicted of molesting and murdering a young girl.Tulman's lovely wife begged Rivers to take his case - to prove him innocent.Rivers wouldn't touch it with a ten-foot pole.Then somebody tapped him over the head, just to make sure.Ed Rivers got the message. Somebody didn't want him on the case.So he waded into it - with both fists flying.
Her real name was Vicky Hustin, but to the people of Big Hominy she would always be ''that uppity mountain gal, that piece of hill trash who thinks she's so high and mighty.'' And when her ex-husband was found brutally murdered, they had still another name for her: Man-killer!They also had a name for someone like Wade Calhoun, who dared to believe in Vicky's innocence. Crazy, that's what he was. Shell-shocked from the war, probably. Just ignore him till the trial's over and that no-good gal's had her comeuppance on the gallows!But Wade Calhoun wasn't giving up that easily. He'd turn up the one bit of evidence the town couldn't ignore. Because even if it meant pitting his life against that of a killer, he was determined once and for all to balance the scales of Big Hominy's justice!
A telephone rang - and Steve Griffin recognized the distant, terrified voice of his wife. ''He's trying to run me down with a car. He's trying to smash the life out of me, Steve.'' But who her pursuer was Maureen never lived to tell.What would drive an unknown man to kill Maureen, to smash out her life with an automobile which was the twin of Steve's own? Steve Griffin could think of nothing that would explain this nightmare.Then a special delivery letter came to his office. It had only a single, typewritten line: ''You owe me the kid too, Griffin.'' And now, desperately frightened for his young daughter, Steve knew he had to seek out the murderer himself. He realized he was seeking no ordinary hit-and-run driver, but a deadly menace who had sworn to kill again.In this gripping first novel of suspense, Talmage Powell sharply evokes the tension of Griffin's quest down to its last, savage seconds.
Willie is an alluring woman. She's the kind of wife that other men lust for. But when she decides her husband, Larry, had ought to be murdered, the stunning beauty turns deadly. The killer? The man who agrees to help her carry out the devious plot? Larry's cousin Quincy.Quincy plans how to get rid of the body - how to make it look like Larry had run off and left his wife behind. It's a grand plan.But will it hold together?
''Buy me a drink,'' she said.''I'm too poor,'' I said.''I'll buy you one.''''I'm too proud,'' I said.''In my apartment,'' she said, ''there's Scotch, rye, bourbon - anything you want!''''Anything?''''Anything!''
Her fortune was the price on her headBurt Keating had been trying to make the acquaintance of his pretty red-headed neighbor, but he wasn't getting very far - until the day she escaped from a strange roadside encounter. For when it turned out that murder had resulted from the affair, she threw herself hysterically into Burt's arms, pleading for his help. It seems she had inherited a sealed box, whose contents were entirely unknown. Certain parties wanted that box badly. They had offered her a fortune - or sudden death.Burt knew then that chivalry can go too far, for there was no longer any way out once he'd tangled with the quaking widow.
She put her head on my shoulder. Her hand slid off my thigh and into my lap, paused. She kissed my ear, lingered there. ''And what are you afraid of?'' she whispered.''Afraid you'll stop,'' I said against the moist spread of her lips.''I couldn't,'' she answered, falling back on the divan, taking me with her. ''Not for a long, long time,'' she said beside me. She took my hand and guided it beneath her sweater to the warmth of bare breast. ''Feel my heart,'' she said. ''I'm a fast train on a down track to nowhere. And my heart says 'Couldn't stop-wouldn't stop-couldn't if I would-wouldn't if I could . . .
Struggles over space and resistance to geographic displacement gave birth to much of Chicano history and culture. In this pathfinding book, Raúl Villa explores how California Chicano/a activists, journalists, writers, artists, and musicians have used expressive culture to oppose the community-destroying forces of urban renewal programs and massive freeway development and to create and defend a sense of Chicano place-identity.
A vivid chronicle of the solitary life of a peasant family in a harsh and unforgiving land, austerely told by a classic Brazilian writer.
''You asked my business,'' remarked Dasher, ''and I told you that I'm a trouble-shooter. I shoot trouble - with this.'' He waved the .45. ''And you're trouble. My client asked that you both be removed, and I'm most obliging, you see, at a price.''''Why?'' cried Marian. ''Why should he want us killed?''''I don't know,'' said Dasher. ''I have no idea. Those things are never of interest to me. I have clients all over the country who send people to me. I never ask why. I ask, how much will you pay? That's what I ask. Some people come higher than others. It depends on their importance. And believe me, this is not an expensive job, as they go. You'll hardly be missed.''He called to his assistant. ''Go get the tarp. The gentleman will go first. I'm in no hurry with the lady.'' He gave Marian a lewd grin.
Baetica, the present-day region of Andalusia in southern Spain, was the wealthiest province of the Roman Empire. Its society was dynamic and marked by upward social and economic mobility, as the imperial peace allowed the emergence of a substantial middle social and economic stratum. Indeed, so mutually beneficial was the imposition of Roman rule on the local population of Baetica that it demands a new understanding of the relationship between Imperial Rome and its provinces. Baetica Felix builds a new model of Roman-provincial relations through a socio-economic history of the province from Julius Caesar to the end of the second century A.D. Describing and analyzing the impact of Roman rule on a core province, Evan Haley addresses two broad questions: what effect did Roman rule have on patterns of settlement and production in Baetica, and how did it contribute to wealth generation and social mobility? His findings conclusively demonstrate that meeting the multiple demands of the Roman state created a substantial freeborn and ex-slave "middle stratum" of the population that outnumbered both the super-rich elite and the destitute poor.
They're easy. They're tasty. And they're right at your fingertips. The 50 Best Cake Mix Recipes is a delicious selection of desserts and sides made simple. From Rich Topped Coffee Cake to Mexican Chili Pie, there's plenty included so you can whip up satisfying and scrumptious baked goods in no time. Enjoy!
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