After the "Accident," all males on earth become sterile. Society ages and falls apart bit by bit. First toy companies go under. Then record companies. Then cities cease to function. Now earth's population lives in spread-out, isolated villages, with its youngest members in their 50's. When the people of Sparcot begin to make claims of gnomes and man-eating rodents lurking around their village, Greybeard and his wife set out for the coast with the hope of finding something better. With a New Introduction from the Author! "When is science fiction not science fiction? The answer must be: When it becomes too frighteningly believable. This is.î - Sacramento Bee Views: 65
The incredible adventures of a young man who is ‘The palm-wine drinkard, and his Dead Palm-Wine Tapster in the Dead’s Town’. This is one of those germinal books, that stretches the imagination in directions one never expects. Written in English by a West African, the use of the language and the imagery it creates is extraordinary. Views: 65
It is the mid-1950s in Quarrytown, Georgia. In the slum known as the Ape Yard, hope's last refuge is a boardinghouse where a handful of residents dream of a better life. Earl Whitaker, who is white, and Tio Grant, who is black, are both teenagers, both orphans, and best friends. In the same house live two of the most important adults in the boys' lives: Em Jojohn, the gigantic Lumbee Indian handyman, is notorious for his binges, his rat-catching prowess, and his mysterious departures from town. Jayell Crooms, a gifted but rebellious architect, is stuck in a loveless marriage to a conventional woman intent on climbing the social ladder.Crooms's vision of a new Ape Yard, rebuilt by its own residents, unites the four-and puts them on a collision course with Doc Bobo, a smalltown Machiavelli who rules the community like a feudal lord. Jeff Fields's exuberantly defined characters and his firmly rooted sense of place have earned A Cry of Angels an intensely loyal following. Its republication, more than three decades since it first appeared, is cause for celebration.Review"Heartwarming . . . We find ourselves wondering why delightful novels like this aren't written anymore, and grateful that this one has come along to fill the void."--Christopher Lehmann-Haupt, New York Times"An authentic cry of American innocence . . . The author seizes the reader with a southern gift for story-telling and never lets go."--Time Magazine"A flooded-with-life novel with a story to tell and characters to be cherished . . . replete with love, adventure, loyalty, pride, laughter, and violence . . . with a tremendously satisfying climax."--Boston Sunday Globe"A complicated but compelling story . . . well-crafted work . . . It is a southern story in setting and in the voices, but it is a universal and timeless story as well."--Northeast Georgia Living"Warm . . . Fine . . . Brilliant . . . A triumph! The characters are larger than life. . . . The plot roars into high gear immediately and races through twists and turns that leave the reader gasping. . . . An enormously comforting novel."--New York Times Book Review"A Cry of Angels has sparkle, gusto, pathos, comedy, and drama . . . written with an expertise that must be ranked among the finest."--Chicago Sun-Times"A Cry of Angels is thoroughly delightful and the best pure fun a novel has given me for some time . . . the little town and its people are completely alive."--Washington Post"A humdinger . . . even better than To Kill a Mockingbird . . . funny, touching, and gripping."--Chicago Daily NewsAbout the AuthorJeff Fields was born in Georgia and attended high school in Elberton, which inspired the fictional setting for A Cry of Angels. He currently lives in Atlanta. After working for many years in television and radio, Fields now writes full-time. Views: 65
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A BUNDLE OF DREAD!
Lenore and Frank Davis and their young son were a devoted loving family, looking forward eagerly to the new baby. Then one night the baby arrived—a grotesque mutation—a tiny rampaging aberration that, in the moment of its birth slaughtered all the doctors and nurses in the delivery room and disappeared into the dark. Death followed death in a wave of bloody terror. Somewhere in the streets of the city a baby was trying to find its mother . . .
IT’S FRIGHTENING . . . IT’S DEADLY . . .
IT’S ALIVE! Views: 65
Three young women share a London flat. The first is a coolly efficient personal secretary; the second an artist. The third interrupts Hercule Poirot's breakfast of 'Brioche' and 'Chocolat' insisting she is a murderer – and then promptly disappears. Slowly, Poirot learns of the rumours surrounding the mysterious third girl, her family – and her disappearance. Yet hard evidence is needed before the great detective can pronounce her guilty, innocent or insane… Views: 65
Non-Fiction 1917Summary:At the outbreak of the war Dolbey was attached as medical officer to the 2nd battalion of the King's Own Scottish Borderers. In November 1914 he was taken prisoner and remained in Germany to May 1915. He was appointed temporary captain, RAMC on 10 July 1917, served in Tanganyika and on the Italian front, and was promoted to the rank of major.In 1919 he was appointed professor of clinical surgery at the Royal School of Medicine, Cairo, and surgeon to the Kasr-el-Aini Hospital. He was also for some years surgeon to the Anglo-American Hospital at Cairo. These posts he resigned at the end of 1930 when he returned to London and, practising at 97 Harley Street, lived at Chelsworth Hall, Chelsworth, Suffolk.He died at Chelsworth Hall on 12 November 1937. Views: 65
Compiled by Charles Dickens and including chapters by Elizabeth Gaskell and Wilkie Collins, A House to Let is a composite tale of mystery and intrigue set amid the dark streets of Victorian London. Advised by her doctor to have a change of scene, the elderly Sophonisba takes up lodgings in London. Immediately intrigued by the vacant 'house to let' opposite, she charges her two warring attendants, Trottle and Jarber, to unearth the secret behind its seeming desertedness. Rivals to the end, they each seek to outdo the other to satisfy her curiosity, but it is only after repeated false starts - and by way of elaborate tales of lost men at sea, circus performers, and forged death certificates - that they happen upon the truth. Views: 65
"Pungent dialogue and A1 characterization."-Time magazine"Ms. Heyer is one of the most entertaining writers I have ever read."-Reading Extravaganza"Miss Heyer has the delightful talent of blending humor with mystery."-Boston Evening TranscriptAn elegant card party turns deadly...Inspector Hemingway has his work cut out for him when a seemingly civilized game of Duplicate Bridge leads to a double murder. The crimes seem identical, but were they carried out by the same hand? Things become even more complicated when the fiancée of the inspector's young friend Timothy Kane becomes Hemingway's prime suspect. Kane is determined to prove the lady's innocence-but when he begins digging into her past, he finds it's more than a little bit shady..."Ranks alongside such incomparable whodunit authors as Christie, Marsh, Tey, and Allingham." -San Francisco Chronicle"The wittiest of detective story writers."-Daily MailAbout the AuthorThe late Georgette Heyer was a very private woman. Her historical novels have charmed and delighted millions of readers for decades, though she rarely reached out to the public to discuss her works or private life. It is known that she was born in Wimbledon in August 1902, and her first novel, The Black Moth, was published in 1921. Heyer published 56 books over the next 53 years, until her death from lung cancer in 1974. Heyer's large volume of works included Regency romances, mysteries and historical fiction. Known also as the Queen of Regency romance, Heyer was legendary for her research, historical accuracy and her extraordinary plots and characterizations. Her last book, My Lord John, was published posthumously in 1975. She was married to George Ronald Rougier, a mining engineer, and they had one son together, Richard. Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved.There were several promising-looking letters in the pile laid on Mrs James Kane's virgin breakfast-plate on Monday morning, but, having sorted all the envelopes with the air of one expectant of discovering treasure-trove, she extracted two addressed to her in hands indicative either of illiteracy or of extreme youth. One was tastefully inscribed in red ink; the other appeared to have been written with a crossed nib trailing a hair. Both were addressed to Mr and Mrs James Kane, but the incorporation of her husband's style with her Own Mrs Kane very properly ignored.Both missives would undoubtedly open with the formula: Dear Mummy and Daddy, but any share in their contents to which Mr James Kane could lay claim would be indicated by the words: 'Tell Daddy'. Such information as was conveyed under this heading would be of a sporting nature. Urgent needs, ranging from money for the defraying of unforeseen and inescapable expenses to the instant forwarding of possessions only to be found after several days of intensive and exhausting search, would be addressed, with rare prescience, to Mummy.So it had been since the grim day of Master Silas James Kane's departure, at the age of eight, to his preparatory school in the West; so it was on this Monday morning in February, although Master Silas Kane was beginning to take more than an aloof interest in such trials of knowledge as the Common Entrance Examination; and his junior, Master Adrian Timothy Kane, had been for several terms pleasurably employed in upholding the tradition set for him at St Cyprian's of throwing himself wholeheartedly into all the more violent athletic pursuits, baiting unpopular masters, and doing as little work as was compatible with physical comfort. Had she been asked to do so, Mrs James Kane could have supplied the enquirer with a very fair paraphrase of either of her elder sons' letters, but this circumstance in no way detracted from the avidity with which she searched through Monday's post, or the satisfaction with which she perused the two documents that made Monday a red-letter day.Neither contributed much to her knowledge of her offspring's mental or physical well-being. An anxious question addressed to Master Adrian on the subject of an unidentified pain which might, or might not, turn out to be a grumbling appendix had been left unanswered, together with an urgent command to Master Silas to Find out from Mr Kentmere when half-term will be so that Daddy and I can make arrangements to come down. Both young gentlemen would have been much distressed by a failure on the part of their parents to put in an appearance at this function, but thus early in the term their minds were preoccupied with more pressing matters, chief amongst which was the need to replace the bath-sponge of one Bolton-Bagby, 'which', wrote Master Adrian Kane, 'got chucked out of the window of Big Dorm.'Mr James Kane, regaled with this passage, grinned, and said: 'Young devil! What's Silas got to say?'Mrs James Kane, in loving accents, read aloud the letter from her first-born. It opened with a pious hope that his parents were enjoying good health; adjured her to tell Daddy that 'we had a match against St Stephen's, we won 15-nil, they were punk'; requested the instant despatch of an envelope containing such examples of the stamp-engraver's art as were known to him as 'my swops'; and informed his mother that owing to the thievish habits of some person or persons unknown a new pair of fives-gloves was urgently required. A disarming bracket added the words: if you can manage it ; and a postscript conveyed kindly words of encouragement to his sister Susan, and his infant-brother William.'So they're all right!' said Mrs Kane, restoring both these interesting communications to their envelopes.Mr Kane did not ask her on what grounds she based this pronouncement. Since his post had contained a demand from the Commissioners of Inland Revenue which anyone less well-acquainted with this body of persons might have supposed to have been an infelicitous essay in broad humour, his son's request for new fives-gloves fell on hostile ears. He delivered himself of a strongly-worded condemnation of his wife's foolish practice of bringing up her children in the belief that their father was a millionaire. When she grew tired of listening to him, Mrs Kane said simply: 'All right, I'll tell him he can't have them. Views: 65
THE AMAZON #1 HUMOUR / #1 FICTION/HUMOUR / #1 CONTEMPORARY ROMANCE BESTSELLER - SPECIAL PROMOTIONAL PRICEJulie kissed Mark at the office Christmas party. She doesn't seem to remember, but he's not been able to forget. What better day to jog her memory than Valentine's Day?Calum's found the girl of his dreams on the internet. Trouble is, he's not been completely honest about himself. Tonight he's meeting her for the first time. But will it also be the last?Nathan's organised his usual Anti-Valentine's party for the office singletons. Sophie's going - again. Though this year, if she gets her way, they might just be leaving together.One office, five lives, on the most romantic day of the year, A Day At The Office is the new romantic comedy bestseller from Matt Dunn, author of six other novels including The Ex-Boyfriend's Handbook, shortlisted for both the Romantic Novel Of The Year award and the Melissa Nathan Award for Comedy Romance."Matt Dunn's writing makes you laugh out loud" - Sophie Kinsella"A lovely book" - Freya North"Fabulous... A brilliant read!" - Chloe's Chick Lit Reviews"Very funny...a fast pacy read. For fans of Jane Austen's Emma to Nick Hornby fans" - Vanity Case Books"Well written and deliciously funny, with wonderfully characters and office humour throughout" - HandwrittenPraise for Matt Dunn:"Fast paced, insightful, and very, very funny" – Heat"Witty, astute, and tender too" - Freya North"Both hilarious and touching" – Best"Funny, moving, and a guaranteed page-turner. Brilliant!" – Mike Gayle"Hilarious" – Cosmopolitan"Hilarious" – Daily Mirror"Matt Dunn is officially funny" - Jojo MoyesAbout the AuthorMatt Dunn is the author of seven novels, including the bestselling The Ex-Boyfriend's Handbook, which was shortlisted for both the Romantic Novel Of The Year Award and the Melissa Nathan Award for Comedy Romance. He's also written about life, love, and relationships for various publications including The Times, Guardian, Glamour, Cosmopolitan, Company, Elle, and The Sun. Previously, he's worked as a professional lifeguard, fitness-equipment salesman, and most recently, an I.T. head-hunter (where his success in re-writing other people's CVs made him think he might have a talent for fiction), but he prefers writing novels for a living, so please keep buying his books! 'Matt Dunn's writing makes you laugh out loud' - Sophie Kinsella Visit the author at www.mattdunn.co.uk Views: 65
Juana Brett's hapless father has dragged her to England from her beloved home in Portugal. In Portuguese, she is not hindered by the stutter that plagues her when she speaks in English, and she is not at the mercy of her teasing stepsisters and icy stepmother. When Gair Varlow fixed his political machinations on her, he never expected to fall in love with her too. Pulling strings to get her an invitation back to Portugal, he knows he is sending her into danger. For Juana, nothing could be better than going home. But as the threat of invasion by France hangs over her return, she has no idea how completely the political intrigue has taken hold of her Castle home, and soon finds herself amidst terrorists and spies. Juana can trust no one, which is made all the more difficult when she is caught between the persistent courtship of her handsome cousin, and the draw she feels towards Gair Varlow. But all this is dimmed by the mystery and terror of the winding stair... Views: 65
