Esther Lowden's country inn on the edge of Hounslow Heath benefited from the notorious highwayman called the Royal Scamp. The quality folks weren't willing to cross the Heath at night when he was around. But Esther suspected one of her recent guests might be the highwayman, and she was determined to unmask him. Joshua Ramsay seemed too upright for such a villain, but Esther wondered... Regency Romance by Joan Smith; originally published by Fawcett Crest Views: 29
Down in the main, Montreal’s teeming underworld, the dark streets echo with cries in a dozen languages, with the swift footsteps of thieves, with the murmurs of women of pleasure. To the people of the Main, Lieutenant Claude LaPointe is judge and jury, father confessor and avenging angel. And when cold-blooded murder invades LaPointe’s territory, it means the beginning of another gripping tale of death and danger, of action and mystery, by the incomparable Trevanian. Views: 28
THE SOVIETS UNLEASH A MASSIVE ATTACK ON IRAN. AMERICA STRIKES BACK… By sea, air and land, soldiers are plunged into a war of computerized guns and million-dollar killing machines on the bloody sands of Iran. But when the Soviet onslaught is stopped by a powerful American counter-attack, the superpowers are facing a greater danger. Iranian fanatics have a nuclear bomb — ready to explode. In the Kremlin and the White House, in the raging battles on the sand, SWORD POINT gives us the fighters, the weapons and the terror that could be tomorrow's war! Views: 27
Waiting for Lila(Loveswept #329)Dr. Delilah Jones had special plans for the medical conference in Acapulco--this trip she was determined to bag a husband! She enlisted her best friends as matchmakers, invited them to produce the perfect candidate--rich, handsome, successful--then spotted the irresistibly virile man of her dreams all by herself. Bill Shelley was moonstruck by the elegant lady with the voice like raw silk, captivated by this mysterious, seductive angel who seemed to have been made just for him. Lila yearned for a fling, a delectable flirtation with a hero who kissed her under rainbows. But she couldn't marry a man who needed her love. She'd fought so hard to survive, she didn't dare depend on emotions that wouldn't last. With fierce sweetness Bill silenced her fears and taught her the joy of being cherished, but she knew that her dreams had a price. Once he knew her secret, could Bill convince her that nothing would keep her as safe as his enduring love? Views: 27
This diary provides the background to two vital issues: our relations with the European Community and the state of politics in Britain. Few people are better qualified to know how we arrived where we are than Roy Jenkins. During the period of this diary he was President of the European Commission. The diary provides a picture of the day-to-day life of the head of an international organization, of the conflicting pressures and grinding routine, of the importance of personal relationships with world leaders such as Helmut Schmidt, Valéry Giscard d'Estaing, James Callaghan, Margaret Thatcher, Willy Brandt, Jean Monnet and Jimmy Carter. In addition to the political chronicle we have frank and sometimes unguarded revelations about the author, his tastes and preoccupations, from which emerges a man more imbued with public passion, more eccentric and with a more varied private life than many readers may expect. His subtle perception of people is revealed in brilliant portraits of, for... Views: 26
Flying Colours describes the adventures of Horatio Hornblower and his companions escaping from imprisonment in Napoleonic France and returning to England. It was originally published in 1938 as the third in the series, but is ninth by internal chronology. Views: 26
Once upon a time, the king of a mysterious castle found himself out of place. The odd thing was that the time was the future and the place was New York City! Castle Perilous had been a universe unto itself until it started living up to its name. Now it is a gateway to thousands of universes, each increasingly bizarre and more bewildering. Behind every door there is a room for every fantasy and around each corner a perilous journey for every inhabitant. With its population sent to otherworldly realms and demented demons taking their place, will anyone find their way home in time? The stone walls may be the only stable element in this fantastic fable, as time and place disappear before one's eyes. Pandora's box has never been so big! Views: 26
When an antipornography activist dies after a provocative speech, Pam Nilsen dives headlong into Seattle’s feminist community to uncover a murdererThe Seattle Conference on Sexuality is a lightning rod for controversy, with big politics and even bigger personalities descending on the city to discuss issues ranging from pornography to violence against women. Loie Marsh is one such personality, an outspoken critic of porn slated to speak on a panel about the subject. But before she can take her place on stage, Loie is found dead, strangled with a dog collar.Pam Nilsen, the co-owner of a progressive printing collective with significant connections in Seattle’s activist community, is uniquely positioned to investigate the murder. Suspects include a member of Christians Against Pornography, an S/M advocate who owned the dog collar used to commit the murder, a producer of erotic lesbian videos, and Loie’s ex-husband—not to mention her resentful ex-lover. It’s an unconventional whodunit, but one that Pam is more than ready to take on.The Dog Collar Murders is the final book in the Pam Nilsen Mystery trilogy, which begins with Murder in the Collective and Sisters of the Road*.Review“In this clever and illuminating third installment in a series, Wilson manipulates the detective/mystery genre to explore issues at the heart of feminist debate over sexuality, pornography and violence against women.” —Publishers Weekly“Although quick and entertaining reads, Wilson’s books are, to a greater extent than many more self-consciously literary works, novels of ideas—and of ideas important to feminism.” —The Women’s Review of Books“[Wilson is] the most adventurous of the new wave of feminist thriller writers.” —Feminist ReviewProduct DetailsFile Size: 889 KBPrint Length: 183 pagesPublisher: Open Road Media (November 12, 2013)Sold by: Amazon Digital Services, Inc. Language: EnglishASIN: B00G3WL66GText-to-Speech: EnabledX-Ray:Not EnabledLending: Not EnabledDid we miss any relevant features for this product? Tell us what we missed. Would you like to give feedback on images or tell us about a lower price?Customer Reviews1.0 out of 5 stars(1)1.0 out of 5 stars5 star04 star03 star02 star01 star1See the customer review Share your thoughts with other customersWrite a customer reviewMost Helpful Customer Reviews7 of 15 people found the following review helpful1.0 out of 5 stars Detective story or feminist pamphlet? September 3, 2001By Anselm de BeauvilleFormat:PaperbackBarbara Wilson: The Dog Collar MurdersThe book takes you back to those days of clear distinction between goodies and baddies, the Nicaragua solidarity movement and the ideological self-conscious feminist anti-porn activists of the 1980s. This side of the book is utterly amusing if you still remember how it then was. This feminist world's atmosphere of prudishness, sexual inhibition translated into anti-porn activity, the bigotry and fear of sex, the McCarthyish, almost fascist readiness to oppress other opinions by all means. It is amusing because this ideology never gained much power in society ' if it had, the book would be guilty of making things look more harmless than they were. However the book is meant to be a detective story. And as such it is utterly boring because one third of it are theoretical discussions that make the book look like a rather shallow essay on feminism and sexual exploitation and pornography etc. It is possible to mix detective stories with political messages. But it has to be very well done to be convincing. Read the books by Sjöwall/Waalhöö and T. Mankell (both are Swedish but widely translated) if you want to see what I mean.Wilson's story line is unrefined, the language unimaginative and schematic. Although the murderer is only predictable from about the beginning of the last third of the book, the final revelation does not satisfy ' because the personalities are so poorly drawn that they give no feeling for them as persons. And so unmasking on of them as murderer does not mean much 'even at this stage the person, i.e. after over 200 pp is not much more than a name on paper. Wilson in this book compares herself to Agatha Christie ' a bit presumptuous. A huge bit, actually. 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A dependable man...When Beatrice's world turned upside down, Oliver Latimer was on hand to pick up the pieces. There was something solid and reassuring about Oliver. Beatrice felt safe with him. But he wasn't an easy person to get to know.Accompanying him on a lecture tour to Europe convinced Beatrice that there was more to Dr. Latimer than she'd imagined. In fact, she came to believe he was the only man she could truly love. But Oliver kept his feelings hidden. What did he really think of her? Views: 26
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He was once a legendary highwayman. Now he's a recluse in a ruined French castle, with only a half-wild wolf for a companion. When Lady Leigh Strachan comes looking for a man to aid in her revenge, she is disillusioned to find that the famed Prince of Midnight could not help even if he cared to—which he does not. S. T. Maitland wants nothing to do with his legend, or with this fierce, beautiful, broken woman . . . until the old thrill of living on the cutting edge of danger begins to rise in his blood again. Views: 26
In CHILD OF VENUS, The Project—the terraforming of Venus—has been going on for centuries and it will be many more years before the planet's surface has been rendered fully habitable and the human settlers , the Cytherians, can leave their protective domes—but there are those who are foolishly unwilling to wait. In a colony still ravaged by the after-effects of a battle between two religious cults that divided families and created civil war, Mahala Liangharad, a true child of Venus, conceived from the genetic material of the rebels and brought to birth only after their deaths, is seen as a beacon of hope and a pointer to the way of the future. Nonetheless, Mahala sees herself in conflict, bearing the burden of a strange birthright and the responsibility of lifelong service to The Project.Mahala fears the expectation of duty and that she may miss the chance to discover her own destiny. Her world (and the worlds) are being torn apart by a drive for independence... Views: 26
Half of winning a battle is showmanship. The pink point grew up fast and shed light on the river. There must have been forty boats sneaking towards us. They had extended their croc hide protection in hopes of shedding fire bombs. I was glowing and breathing fire. Bet I made a hell of a sight from over there. The nearest boats were ten feet away. I saw the ladder boxes and grinned behind my croc teeth. I had guessed right. I threw my hands up, then down. A single bomb arced out to shatter the nearest boat. The trap was almost too good. Fire sucked most of the air away and heated what was left till it was almost unbearable. The survivors had no stomach left for combat. That was the first wave, a distant rattle announced the second wave. I was laying for these guys, too. Views: 25
