Millennium is presented here in a high quality paperback edition. This popular classic work by Everett B. Cole is in the English language, and may not include graphics or images from the original edition. If you enjoy the works of Everett B. Cole then we highly recommend this publication for your book collection. Views: 468
This whodunit murder mysteries collection brings to you some of Oppenheim\'s finest murder mysteries to keep you at your toes:The Evil ShepherdMurder at Monte Carlo, or Wolves Amongst the HoneyThe Glenlitten MurderThe Cinema MurderThe Murder of William BlessingCurious Happenings to the Rooke Legatees The MalefactorMichael\'s Evil DeedsThe Peer and the WomenThe Wicked MarquisThe Man Whom Nobody LikedThe Imperfect CrimeThe AvengerThe SurvivorThe Man Without NervesThe Man Who Changed His PleaE. Phillips Oppenheim, the Prince of Storytellers (1866-1946) was an internationally renowned author of mystery and espionage thrillers. His novels and short stories have all the elements of blood-racing adventure and intrigue and are precursors of modern-day spy fictions. Views: 468
The greater the windbag the greater the calamity.
Henry James examines one of his favorite topics—the artist’s place in society—by profiling a “genius” who just can’t seem to support himself. A dazzling intellectual and brilliant speaker, Mr. Saltram has become the most sought-after houseguest in England. But, as his intellectual labors slacken, it beomes harder and harder to get him to leave.
A wry, edgy comedy about the fine line between making art...and freeloading. The Coxon Fund shows off a gift that is rarely appreciated about Henry James: he can be wickedly funny.
**The Art of The Novella Series
**Too short to be a novel, too long to be a short story, the novella is generally unrecognized by academics and publishers. Nonetheless, it is a form beloved and practiced by literature's greatest writers. In the Art Of The Novella series, Melville House celebrates this renegade art form and its practitioners with titles that are, in many instances, presented in book form for the first time. Views: 468
We all know the story: Adam & Eve bit the apple and the rest is history. But what if only Adam bit the apple? This hilarious fantasy explores what might have happened: Women now rule the world! And there are now 'true' mental health solutions--graciously provided by the Devil.Steven Clark delivers 52 original poems, including the favorites "Used To Think", "One with God", "Just Another Memory" and "Just One More Time (the John Denver Poem)". These poems will make you fall in love all over again as well as renew your faith. For You: Poems of Faith, Hope and Love is a collection of poems by Steven Clark. Written with simple clarity, these poems will take you on a journey of nature's wonders plus love and inspiration. Once read, you will want to share these poems with your family and friends. This book of poems was written For You. Views: 468
Though best-known for his epic masterpiece Moby-Dick, Herman Melville also left a body of short stories arguably unmatched in American fiction. In the sorrowful tragedy of Billy Budd,Sailor; the controlled rage of Benito Cereno; and the tantalizing enigma of Bartleby, the Scrivener; Melville reveals himself as a singular storyteller of tremendous range and compelling power. In these stories, Melville cuts to the heart of race, class, capitalism, and globalism in America, deftly navigating political and social issues that resonate as clearly in our time as they did in Melville's. Also including The Piazza Tales in full, this collection demonstrates why Melville stands not only among the greatest writers of the nineteenth century, but also as one of our greatest contemporaries.
This Penguin Classics edition features the Reading Text of Billy Budd, Sailor, as edited from a genetic study of the manuscript by Harrison Hayford and Merton M. Sealts, Jr., and the authoritative Northwestern-Newberry text of The Piazza Tales. Views: 467
Mary Lindsay met her little niece and namesake only once, but she saw in the quiet, imaginative child a kindred spirit to inherit her ancient house. Fifty years later her niece inherited the house with no knowledge of it beyond her indelible childhood memories, and no experience at all of living in the country.
Mary Lindsay is a born and bred Londoner who has enjoyed her city life-a prestigious job, and friends with whom she takes in the city pleasures of theatre, art and…As a retired businesswoman living in a rural house inherited from her aunt finds consolation for a failed romance with a married blind man by learning more about her aunt and herself. Views: 467
As part of the Louis L'Amour's Lost Treasures series, this edition contains exclusive bonus materials! The Navajo called them the Anasazi, the "ancient enemy," and their abandoned cities haunt the canyons and plateaus of the Southwest. For centuries the sudden disappearance of these people baffled historians. Summoned to a dark desert plateau by a desperate letter from an old friend, renowned investigator Mike Raglan is drawn into a world of mystery, violence, and explosive revelations. Crossing a border beyond the laws of man and nature, he will learn of the astonishing world of the Anasazi and discover the most extraordinary frontier ever encountered.Louis L'Amour's Lost Treasures is a project created to release some of the author's more unconventional manuscripts from the family archives. In Louis L'Amour's Lost Treasures: Volumes 1, Beau L'Amour takes the reader on a guided tour through many of the finished and... Views: 465
Finding good help is hard to do for a small butcher shop owner. The difficulty has leads to some strange dreams and sleepless nights.Finding good help is hard to do for small butcher shop owner John Maddux. The difficulty has led to some strange dreams and sleepless nights. Views: 464
Abby White was seven years old when she killed the monster under her bed. Now she slays creatures spawned by the imaginations of children, and the number of these nightmares are on the rise. Neither she nor her guide - a stuffed hippo named Tawa - know why. With a gorgeous fae fighting at her side, she must avoid distraction and find a way to become truly fearless.Abby White was seven years old when she killed the monster under her bed. Now she slays creatures spawned by the fertile imaginations of children, and the number of these nightmares are on the rise. Neither she nor her guide - a stuffed hippo named Tawa - know why.When she rescues Demetrius from an iron prison, he pledges his life to protect hers until he can return the favor. She doesn't want the help. And how can she concentrate on her job when the gorgeous wild fae throws himself in front of her during every fight? No matter how tempting, she can't take the time to lose herself to him.To save the children and all she loves, Abby must be truly Fearless. Views: 464
Ella's pirate father-in-law is hosting the biggest Christmas bash Port Bass has ever seen. But when a guest is murdered, her husband is three sheets to the wind, and her boss is enamored with his new romance, it's left up to Ella to solve the murder—quietly.Can she enjoy the holidays while working—without pay?This is the seventh story in the Ella Westin Mysteries and is 42,118 words. Views: 463
Timmy can't seem to get a break. First, his parents are destroying their marriage and in the process victimizing him. Second, he's got a monster under his bed, stuck there as a result of him losing a story duel with Joshua. Unfortunately Joshua doesn't want to waste time anymore with someone incapable of creating a truly terrifying virtualized story. Timmy isn't worthy. Or is he?Please note: Contains a short romantic story (approx. 16 pgs) and two 3-chapter samples of the author's other works. Joseph and Danni were college friends who abandoned their relationship after a flash-hot affair one Christmas weekend. When their paths cross again on another snowy Christmas Eve, fate gives them a rare second chance. Can they push beyond past hurt and finally find a home with each other for Christmas?Reviews for Home for Christmas:From Linda/A Good Night ReadIf you only have a few minutes for a quick read, this would be a good book to chose. Thanks Carol Burnside, for the perfect bedtime read. (Amazon, 5 STARS)From Ashantay/ A Christmas Wish Come TrueThis is a quick read, well-written and evocative. The characters are well-defined and easy to like and cheer for. A wonderful story to bring a quick lift to your day or to help diminish holiday season stress. Highly recommended. (Amazon, 5 STARS)From BlueEyes / Sweet Second ChanceExcellent writing, I love second chance romances and this one was a great quick read.-- (Amazon, 5 STARS)From SurferGirl / ExcellentExcellent for a short story. I will check out her other books. I like an author who knows how to write well and gets it done..-- (Amazon, 5 STARS)From Amazon customer/very shortThis was a cute Christmas story,very short and the character development was good for a twenty minute read. (4 STARS) Views: 463
In preparing this volume the author has been guided by his own platform experience extending over twelve years. During that time he has given hundreds of public recitals before audiences of almost every description, and in all parts of the country. It may not be considered presumptuous, therefore, for him to offer some practical suggestions on the art of entertaining and holding an audience, and to indicate certain selections which he has found have in themselves the elements of success. The "encore fiend," as he is sometimes called, is so ubiquitous and insistent that no speaker or reader can afford to ignore him, and, indeed, must prepare for him in advance. To find material that will satisfy him in one or in a dozen of the ordinary books of selections is an almost impossible task. It is only too obvious that many compilations of the kind are put together by persons who have had little or no practical platform experience. In an attempt to remedy this defect this volume has been prepared. Views: 463
One warming winter afternoon, Will skis with his brother to a secluded and sleepy hamlet, encountering more of the past than the present.excerpt:All right then, said Will. He gripped his poles harder and pushed down on them, anchoring himself as he slid his skis back and forth to loosen them in the snow. When he was ready he sucked in a deep breath and pushed off the little ledge.The run came at him fast; he bent his knees only a little until past the ramp towards the bottom of the hill he crouched into a low tuck, the poles up under his arms and trailing behind like vestigial wings. The momentum from the hill took him all the way to a fence at the far edge of the field at the bottom. To the left stood a tarpaper shack with a windowpane of dull tin with a dark hole where a smokestack had once been. A driveway went down a steep slope behind the last house to the road opposite the shack. Another house of mustard stucco stood directly ahead. He turned to wait for his brother who just then pushed off from the top of the hill and followed, going around the ramp close by the concrete projection. He came across the field and then the two of them stood quiet and watched as a purple snow machine followed down the slope and cut a wide turn, leaving a trail in the snow before going back up the hill. Views: 462
Heidi King takes you to particular kind of demented horror. Sex, magick and crime that becomes a mental labyrinth, a psychological game of horror that won’t let you put the book down even after you’ve read it. And that’s ok because a link at the end takes you to real life places and interactive games that put you in the terrifying place of the damned.Heidi King is the new voice of horrorThe twists and turns of the maze were exasperating but I was determined to reach the source of the noise. Then all at once I turned into a small clearing and saw Maria, completely naked. Her skin was ghostly white in the green lights that lit the labyrinth. Even then she was beautiful. She kept digging a small hole, oblivious to my presence. I walked up to her and said,“Maria,” and gently touched her elbow. I startled her. She jerked forward, towards me and tripped backwards into the hole she had been digging. I felt a deep chill and dark sense that I broken something I wasn’t supposed to touch. She squinted at me. “Matt?” she murmured.“No,” I said slowly. She looked disappointed. “Why are you digging?” I asked.She hesitated and looked around. “I don’t know,” she whispered. “Where am I?”Suddenly she stood straight up in the shallow hole and began frantically wiping the palm of her hand as though she were looking for some kind of answer there. She stopped just as quickly and raised her hand slowly to allow the light to catch some kind of symbol drawn on the palm of her hand. I saw her eyes widen in abject terror as if she was watching her own shocking death on the palm of her hand. I think she stopped breathing. Her mouth was wide open like she wanted to scream. She looked down at her body. She began running her hands up her bare thighs to her vagina. I saw something odd there and Maria’s expression changed from horror to disgust, like she was about to vomit. I tried to grasp what could possibly be protruding from between her legs. It slowly started oozing out covered in blood. It dropped to the ground. It was a bulbous vial full of what must have only been blood.Her eyes looked like they would bulge out of the sockets. She collapsed in a hysterical fit and began to scream. I reached down to comfort her but she only screamed louder, transgressing into semi-coherent ranting in English and Spanish. “Rip the zipper, separate my flesh, she won’t be born… yellow, yellow, yellow teeth!” Over and over again convulsing wildly until all at once she passed out. I wrapped her in the red rain jacket I had come to The Lost and Found for. Suddenly Mike appeared out of the dark gloom and in a flurry of movement he scooped Maria up and whisked her into the passages of the labyrinth. A bizarre satyr carrying a limp maiden into the night best describes the unreal image etched into my eyes.“Did Dr. Stephen try to draw a symbol on your hand? Where was Matt? Was it a syringe?” Over and over I would be asked these same questions by my friends, the families, the Panamanian police, but most of all I questioned myself. Over and over again, while I tried to forget, while I literally washed the splattered blood to remove all signs of the sick horror at The Lost and Found. I want to put this to rest and move on with my life even if I can never return to a completely normal life. So once and for all I am going to plunge into the dark corners of the garden of my memories. In the following pages I use the words of those involved; the blogs, the emails and personal diaries and when I have to; my words. With these pages I take the shovel and I will bury this tragedy forever. This is what happened. Views: 459
