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...He had tried to show some interest in her, but she had been cold, sealed, as if all her feelings had been turned off. She had originality and sadne... ... like to join her?” he asked, a bit disappointed. Jay rose from her chair as if to hug him, but thought better of it. “Yes, sure,” she said coolly, ... ...r chair as if to hug him, but thought better of it. “Yes, sure,” she said coolly, trying to control herself. “You’re a bit weird, you know? Don’t g... ..., so the excitement wouldn’t spill out. She looked at Mark Hayden’s back as he walked out of her office. He was actually very nice to her now. Wh... ...therine Johnson’s three kids. What fun it must be to grow up with such a cool mum, but then again, maybe she wasn’t that cool before she found out ... ... and then she stopped herself. “Nothing. Nothing would happen,” she said coolly. “And what would you do that day?” “I would drive to Fraser Island... ... change her own feelings. How depressing! “Let’s go somewhere and get an ice cream,” Katherine said happily, wrapping her white silk scarf around h... ...how, her impression of famous people had been different. They went to an ice cream shop at the corner of the street and Katherine ordered three hug... ...op at the corner of the street and Katherine ordered three huge scoops of ice cream. The girl at the counter smiled at her as if she recognised her ...

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... “He’s here!” “There he is!” “Get the camera ready.” The crowd turned as one and surged down the stairs. Julia averted her gaze to avoid being... ...lia averted her gaze to avoid being photographed, but needn’t have bothered as they pushed past her to surround someone else. Confused, Julia turne... ...intense set of his jaw that she recognized so well. Julia stood and stared as he ignored the questions being thrown at him rapid-fire. Their gazes ... ...de the fact that she wasn’t quite in control of her emotions. Where was the cool, calm and collected persona she’d spent the last four years cultiva... ...t still steeped in a small town, southern mindset, Hardin was homemade peach ice cream and ticker tape parades on every bank holiday, four lane inter... ...ed to apologize. “No big deal.” He offered a nonchalant shrug, playing it cool. “It happens.” “Well,” she said as she awkwardly motioned to her c... ...ack sin. He woke up sweating just thinking about those satin garters. The ice-cold morning showers had become so frequent that he was starting to ... ... with his life.” “I’m not a quitter,” Cade mumbled, his gaze on his bowl of ice cream. “Well, nobody spends years working they way you did at base... ...own a flight of stairs and twisted her ankle. Now, she drank him in like a cool glass of sweet tea on a hot summer day. The scent of his warm, sun...

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...he reason behind his death is a mystery. Brand uncovers information pointing to Jamieson’s involvement in arming the international space station. As rogue generals from Russia, China and the U.S. try to install a mind-control weapon designed to divide the world into three parts, Brand tries to stop them. Enlisting the help of Mrs. Stone, the mafia and covert operatives...

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... WASHINGTON, D.C. The studios of WNN (Worldwide News Network) were as hectic as usual. Producers, assistant producers, direct... ...ing around pawning off papers and giving and taking orders. Cameras jostled into position as the lights focused on where Jamieson Stone would do his ... ...ed clock perched on the studio wall, and then to Stone who seemed to be waiting patiently as he always did, and picked up a loud speaker, “Alright, ... ...ignal and then sent over a waiter who asked in Spanish to take their order. “Scotch, no ice. And I’ll have a mineral water,” Brand ordered in Spani... ...nd jacket already soaked through by the abhorrent humidity. As he entered the building, a cool, sweet smelling air conditioning flowed over him like... ... that night?” Brand asked as they walked from the unusual humidity, half soaked, into the cool lobby of WNN. Barton scrambled through his notepad. ... ... interview him?” “No, Washington did. But I came in at the tail end. Seemed a little too cool for the situation.” “Fact or impression?” Brand ask... ... was the kind of man that would panic. He then thought about Zlatamir; he must be made of ice, there was not even a hint of concern when Salvi calle... ... “Thank you,” Brand said, and thought to himself that the bishop must be made of the same ice as Zlatamir. Brand waited on the back patio as Susan ...

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...ves to your limited knowledge of the world. You are poison to the planet as well as each other. Humanity has become a cancer, one that has raged ou... ...f control. It is time to mark this day on the calendar, the 7 th of May, as the beginning of a new age. As God did with the food, it’s time to purg... ...the apocalypse, and be reborn in my image!” There was silence for a moment as the video feed ceased. The hustle and bustle of life came to a stop. Th... ...doing what you said. I like my brain the way it is, don’t really need any ice picks shoved through it.” 122 Mike Saxton “I trust the delays will be... .... For one thing, I’ll know; for another thing, I doubt your family wants ‘ice picks shoved through their brains’,” Zodiac threatened. “Of…of course.... ...meeting the members of Militia 28, Eve had been geting worse. He placed a cool washcloth on her head and said, “You probably have a bug or something... ... that this 12 year old was efectively dismissing him. “I think it’s prety cool.” Andromeda actually looked up from what she was doing. “Then you mus... ...aven’t goten away yet. Maybe they have a SAT on us. Ever think of that?” “Cool it and drive Josh. We need to get to some kind of cover before these ...

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...ge of madness. It seemed to him that society lied about it all: motherhood as the continuation of playing with dolls, manhood epitomized by competitio... ...sullied it (definitely the floor of the Pullman car, but perhaps the world as a whole) with the crumbs of his fruit pastries. He just lay there with t... ...rice with all this continual shifting of itself in present and past tenses as well as its futuristic daydreams, his mind tried to slow this weltering;... ...oads. Sensing that she was being observed, she paused between a salesman's ice chest of coconuts and bottled water and a woman stringing together jasm... ...California Fitness, 7 Eleven, Robinson Department store, and a Haagen-Dazs ice cream parlor, she paused briefly at the Temple of the Descending Sun (W... ... the headache was part of a slight fever. He convinced himself that he was cooling his forehead from it but this was not so. In fact the atheist (that... ... teeth within his brown face seemed to jingle and gleam in the mirror like ice- layered tree limbs shaking in the wind. He thought about how a man liv... ...h as he might want to, given the fact that, despite the earlier release, a cool titillation that had never quite left him was once again reasserting ... ...and yet like weeds thrusting from a rocky landscape without reason after a cool rain. As in that memory a minute ago which had acted an entire scene u...

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... “Who did this to her?” My eyes scanned the silent faces of the stable hands as I laid my hand on Josephine’s steaming neck, listening to the black m... ...ere bloody. All eyes were downcast under my ire. I had heard the commotion as the horse was brought back to the stables at the Opera Garnier, where... ...grily at each of them and my chestnut braid flapped against my black blouse as I paced. “Who did this to her,” I demanded again. I caught a muttering... ...re. However, my Josephine came first. 3 As I laved Josephine’s knees with cool water prior to preparing a poultice, I remembered the first note. “... ... I wrapped Josephine’s knees in a poultice and walked her around the yard to cool her. There had been many stable hand “pranks” and “jokes” since I ... ...e balletic freestyle dressage went well enough. I returned to the paddock to cool the horse after his performance, wondering whether I should take hi... ...er was cruel. “I’ve heard a man’s voice in here, Claire. I know you’re no ice maiden. Just needed some warming up, didn’t you? I’ll make you come... ...“There is a frozen pond at the Tower, Claire. Perhaps you would like to try ice skating? I would be happy to accompany you. Alas,” he gestured tow... ...ny you. Alas,” he gestured toward his leg, “I shan’t be joining you on the ice. Nevertheless, I could take you there and back while Erik is at the ...

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...r., for enduring the grammatical error fest that they had to wade through as they edited Werelove: Dusk Conspiracy. I have to thank Meredith for read... ...olence, but chose to let it slide. Other things were more important, such as the lab before them. She could not, would not, allow the research. Weres... ... lead smashed into the electric fence, screeching and yowling their intent as several lost their lives. An audible pop and crack signaled the eminent... ...ry? “You will apologize to your brother and then take yourself outside and cool off. Really, Mya, I raised you better than this.” “So, sorry, Brother... ...although with a surprise or two.” Isabella picked up her fan and tried to cool her body down. “How long has Donil Silentshadow been an Alpha?” “He t... ...ntrol and shifted his claws back into hands. Henry grabbed a glass, threw ice in it and poured a drink before slamming into his seat. “Why can’t tha... ... it really that long ago…. ~***~ October 2202, Invarnash Mansion It was a cool fall day, but Stefan didn’t mind. He was busy spying on his brother’s ... ... the dessert station. You want anything?” “Yeah, get me a bowl of vanilla ice cream, please.” “All right, vanilla ice cream for my best friend and ad... ...ll to the floor. The desserts flew up in the air and crashed down on her. Ice cream dripped down Laylah's face and on to her shirt. Pieces of the br...

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...ticulously organised, inside the crib. My grandfather smiled at them through sea-blue eyes, as he wrapped the purchased sweetmeats in rustling brown... ...us knee, leaving it there for a split, fluttering, second, conveying warmth and withdrawing as unobtrusively. It was enough to restore him to his fu... ... erstwhile memory of her. Each morning, my grandfather woke up to study this ageless image as he glided over her translucent skin, high-arching chee... ...e genteelly strolling down the promenade, unfastening my necktie and nibbling at a colossal ice cream cone. At last, I flung my reefer on one should... ...Vaknin Read the Hebrew original. Nomi and I had a snail. We placed it in any empty ice-cream packing, on a bed of lettuce. We took turns sp... ... placed a Brahms in the DVD player, sprawled on our tattered leather armchair, letting its coolness penetrate me. Eyes shut, I counted the times I l... ...ry beast and fowl has its name except for our nakedness. In a garden of talking serpents, cool days and lying Gods, I betray you to the voice and... ... Author of extensive Web sites in: – Psychology ("Malignant Self Love") – An Open Directory Cool Site, – Philosophy ("Philosophical Musings"), – Ec...

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...s a dark and deadly secret has been hidden deep below the Great Sphinx of Giza. In present day Egypt, a frightening, yet awe-inspiring story unravels as archaeologists race against time to decipher an ancient truth? A deep probing mystery riddled with prophecy and danger, Secret of the Sands uses Egypt and her mythology as a backdrop to delve into the meanings of life and ...

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... actual historical figures and events) or are used fictiously and should not be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, livi... ... PROLOGUE CIRCA 10,000 B.C. STRANGLED shouts echoed throughout the temple as torchlight flickered outside the entrance. Several batt... ...ly they stood to face the onslaught of soldiers who were now merely seconds behind them. As the first soldier burst into the temple, one of the prie... ...e lid. Jack and Bob pulled in close to look at the two shining cylinders lying inside. “Cool,” Jack said. “Whoa…what do we have here?” Bob exclaim... ...tion to the Amsara monu- ment to give it even greater meaning and purpose,” Traeus replied coolly, trying to maintain his composure. “The priests? T... ... enough she found herself outside the little red house on the edge of town. The night was cool and there were scattered raindrops, but she stood outs... ...lear that failing to do this assignment would not be tolerated. They were skating on thin ice with him, so they decided to focus on the task at hand...

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...is pallid skin glowed ghostly white in the wan light of the moon. He wheezed as he approached Dirkk. “How goes it, Thomas? Or should I say Healer Kerr... ... back from their four-inch fangs and a deep growl rumbled from their throats as they circled Thomas. He froze in place and grew paler still. “You fea... ...r my fenris-ena?” Thomas gulped and nodded, his earlier anger disap- pearing as fear took over. Dirkk laughed. “As you should. With but one flick of ... ...d she not want him to do the same? She pressed her burning cheek against the cool glass of the enclosed porch. What would it be like to see him again?... ...ut of her dress and slipped into them. The cotton- like fabric felt soft and cool against her skin. Smiling, she Barbara M. Hodges 11 opened her jewe... ...t over her head. The opal dropped to rest between her breasts. The stone was cool, but warmed as it absorbed the heat from her body. A dark weight see... ...ld firmly in your mind, you could stand in the rift until you turned into an ice cube and not get anywhere. For the past seven years, Dirkk and Thomas... ...silver flask. Her eyebrows rose as he uncorked the flask. “Yes. Tis Fire and Ice, but a drop will not harm her.” Kelsey had tried the dwarven liquor o... ...me. It will disinfect my hands.” The dwarf handed over the flask of Fire and Ice. “Oh, God,” Regan moaned. “I have to push.” “Get those pants off her....

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...This experimental literary novel seeks to probe the mind of Kenyon, an isolated invalid in her home, as she goes through morphine induced sleep and lucid wakefulness, and in both seeking meaning for her life and to be reconciled to her estranged marriage...

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...s tranquility to be had in a long morphine induced sleep where dreams were as uneventful as the idealized restfulness of death; but though privileged... ...was in its solitary debasement and its degradation, of equal travail; and as it was Christmas Eve, every click of the air conditioner turning on in t... ...n away the television under the guise of getting it fixed, but in reality as a sadistic smite against her for looking more like a wilted plant each t... ... into that convenience store six hours earlier. She had entered to buy an ice cream bar with the little change that she had left from food stamps. It... ... of recompense for the vanished concept of family (her mother used to buy Ice Cream bars for her not so long ago and her name, Kathy, was forever as... ... change which pulled everything else forward, and might defy the state of cooled and coagulated matter that was destined to rejoin all the hot spewin... ...year old who was sometimes seen eating $3.00 double dips of cookie dough ice cream in heaping cones the color of marble, and this blinking or self ... ...suggested their eventual end. Composed or decomposed, all was temporarily cooled and coalesced matter that would sizzle with the rest of space when t... ...d been for the need to once again sense ice cream melting into the gullet, cooling the shaft, ice cream that her deceased mother used to get for her,...

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...-I-know- what-I'm-talking-about harangues. Nevery would raise his eyebrows as if he were looking at an alien who'd just landed in their living room an... ...d just landed in their living room and would clench his hands at his sides as if he were readying to punch some sense into his younger brother's head.... ... by Gracie C. McKeever 4 Words to live by, Kelly thought and wished he had as he now watched Ben pull Amire—his girl, his shorty—into his arms, stroki... ...medics led Ben and Amire to another ambulance. No! Kelly felt a chill like ice pushed down the back of his shirt. He shuddered right before the Pull. ... ... light." "And you?" Tyler shrugged. "Whatever the doctor says." "Oh. Okay, cool." Tyler paused, frowned as he stared at Kelly. "Okay," he echoed, took... ...ay I trust your judgment, didn't I?" "You did. But are you sure?" "Yeah. S'cool. I'm okay with this stuff." "If you say so." "I do. Really." Tyler nod... ...and Teddy Riley. There was even an extensive collection of rap music: L.L. Cool J and Heavy D being the most prominent. Nothing resembling Wu Tang Cla... ... Heavy D being the most prominent. Nothing resembling Wu Tang Clan, NWA or Ice Cube music extolling the virtues of racism, cop-killing or defiance of ... ...lder. He grabbed a glass from an overhead cabinet, tossed several cubes of ice into the glass then poured milk over the ice. A man after his own heart...

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...dfather, who employs a builder, Rick Eastly, to do extensive renovations. She will attempt to insult and humiliate this builder; however, he can give as much he gets and has Bills full blessing to do so. Rick learns Chris has a secret. Without revealing he knows, he seeks to tame the shrew and get her to openly admit her problem....

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...my bum with it, then I might get it trimmed.” Chris tore the bag open and as part of her daily routine, pulled her long, dull, brown hair into a pon... ...iddle of the street. Her thirty-four year old lungs felt like lead weights as Chris plonked herself down on the bus stop bench and stretched out her ... ...aming obscenities from the windows. Her posture reflected her intensions, as did the angry glint in her eyes. The bus off-loaded a dozen or more stu... ...ties, he snatched the receiver out of her hand and ordered her outside to cool off. As usual, Bill managed to defuse the situation where both partie... ...ppreciated the finer things in life. Standing tall and slender against the coolness of the refrigerator, Sandy gazed out the open kitchen window at R... ...your mum does a good job.” Rick forced the words out. “Yeah, she’s pretty cool for a mum, but I really hate it when they say nasty things about her.... ...n’t help but love her.” Paul also guzzled down the last of his drink, the ice rattled with the glass placed down on the table. Sandy kept filling th... ...musing and grinned. “I bet your body that you have sauce on everything but ice cream?” “You loose, I don’t have it on pancakes or cereal.” Chris smirk... ...ot wishing a repeat performance of the main meal. “Let me guess. You want ice cream, something quick and easy.” “Have they got Pavlova on the menu?” ...

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...eller on another planet. Each night foolish creatures called Bloons gather around him to listen to the latest crazy antics of Hoomanity. But it seems as though the Story itself has gotten out of control. The Hoomans appear set on a course of self-destruction and the Storyteller's health is failing as a result. A Bloon by the name of Bozo volunteers to enter the Story and t...

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... her was alive enough to enter into the world and suggest plot directions as we romanced on the porch of a friend’s house in Israel. Bridget and Jac... ...r sat. The scarlet light of the three moons glis- tened on their blue skin as they skipped over the sandy ground, and their excited grins revealed be... ...mber anything for long, though, and they soon forgot their disappointment as they waited anxiously for the Story to begin. The Storyteller sat above... ...ight now. At once he puffed his chest and tilted back his head to strike a cool pose. Just in case they were watching, he had best put on a show. He ... ...hind some ominous clouds and the whole garden took on a haunted aspect. A cool breeze stirred and the leaves on the bushes seemed to hiss. He hurrie... ...ing on the carpet.’ ‘I’m sorry,’ Theo stammered, quite f ustered by such a cool reception. ‘I didn’t know it was rude to keep them on.’ As he took of... ...plating the great mysteries of the Story. ‘I could kill for some pizza and ice cream,’ Bozo announced suddenly. ‘When do we go to New York?’ ‘Already... ...his head in a public fountain. It felt as though the water was turning to ice in his hair. The effects of the tear gas diminished a little, but now ... ...ing fell, city trucks were out spread- ing salt to prevent the build up of ice. Theo sat back and let his mind wan- der, feeling safe for the f rst ti...

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...rk… and the snow didn’t help. I was also worried about Spirit. Strong a horse as he was, he needed water and the last two water holes we came by we... ...e puts his life in my hands just like I do, his. I gotta just keep ridin’. As much as I prayed things would get better, they didn’t. Mother used ... ...ace for almost twenty years. I suspect they’d take us in without any fuss. As I approached the light, I was hoping to see some woods, but the clo... ...dy, it’d set ‘em against us even more than they already are. Keep him in the cooler a while longer and let me think about it. Is that it?” “Actua... ...t melted and there was a new inch on top of that. I wasn’t sure if there was ice under it or not but decided to take it slow and not risk Spirit sl... ... start trouble without my say-so. Maybe you need a day or two in the jail to cool down and see things clear. John E. Richman 84 Montana, you s... ...d to let him slow down to pick his own footing. The water was cold. There was ice on the pools at the edges, but the middle was moving too fast to ... ...oo. My fingers were near frozen to the reins and my eyes were near shut from ice. The cut pines would offer me no cover, but I could just make out ...

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...s about a Korean American teaching in his homeland, feeling lost in Korean culture and that his own life is an outlier to this conservative society. As he lives there, making his living as an English teacher, he writes of Gabriele, a single parent in Ithaca New York who manifests a more open and less asphyxiating rebellion against society...

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...t is probable, then, that if a man should arrive in our city, so clever as to be able to assume any character and imitate any object, and sh... ... display of his talents and his productions, we shall pay him reverence as a sacred, admirable, and charming personage, but we shall tell hi... ...gum Palace in Chongno of Seoul Sang Huin (known by his friends in the states as Shawn) felt an empathy as deep as the gods; and the reconstructed wall... ...upstairs. After his shower, a brief phase in the hot whirlpool, and a second cool shower, he put on a robe from those that were on hangers and went to... ...rator and then went onto the porch. Outside, the wind was still bringing the coolness of winter nights that the sun beat down with the days. She drank... ...t. She could not see him, and she appreciated this fact. The vinyl and its coolness, within the car, made her upper body shiver--how she sank into i... ... friends; and yet some of unknown Antarctica, a dreamy non-asthmatic land of ice mountains and valleys. In such a place dreamed about and sketched fro... ... It was a partially adult caricature of a being standing proudly alone on an ice mountain. She drew its contumely as master of itself in all of its a... ... a McDonalds with an Internet caf? underneath, Pizza Hut, and Baskin-Robbins Ice cream shops. One could always find M&M chocolate candies and shirts d...

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...l—Fiction. I. Title To Mary C. Russell Acknowledgements This book began as a short story I'd written in 1985. I am very thankful for the guidanc... ...me with the how-to advice and the inspiration to create this second edition as a free download. "What is so beguiling about a specialist predator ... ...ginally, there was one particular Beast, would we not want to fascinate him as he fascinated us? Would we not want to charm him, as the angels charm... ...asses, lifting himself to the summit. After days and nights of clinging to ice, rock, and snow, Ata knew the wind so well, and the gusts trying to ... ...position by its warmth on her body, but there were too many trees, too much coolness mixing with the heat. Too many turns. Chains whirred. Wheels s... .... Let no one among us forget our promises made long ago, forged in fire and ice, by which we have survived to this time." She lowered her staff and... ..."Destiny Farm." Underneath TripStone's hand, the skin on Piri's neck turned ice cold.  Woodsy air turned brisk with the setting sun. TripStone gul... ...n Deviations: Covenant CHAPTER 22 Fog curtained the clearing by the house, cooling TripStone's pelt as she advanced into the dark. Her lamp scatter... ...r a moment she basked in the featureless gray that covered her sight like a cool stream. Here the books rested in tidy rows. They held no wild proli...

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... I remember that morning like it was yesterday. The sky was blue as a robin’s egg and there was a light breeze coming up from south. I ... ... course of my youth, I’d ridden that trail many times, and knew it well, but as much as I tried to concentrate on the trip itself, my mind kept fla... ... the trip itself, my mind kept flashing back to the look in my mother’s eyes as I’d said goodbye, just hours before. Neither of my parents had be... ...next day. That evening, I was sitting in the hotel saloon enjoying my first cool beer in weeks. I’d been in saloons before, in Jackson Hole, but n... ...oth walked quietly back to the station and I offered to pour them both a nice cool drink. To my surprise, it was Sarah’s mother that spoke up, offe... ... and I was so tired it didn’t matter anyway. I opened the window to let some cool air in and went right to bed. 58 Chapter 7 Aft... ... for the project and need to get moving as fast as I can before the snow and ice stops us. Peterson’s unfortunate death doesn’t really change anyth...

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... in a printed edition, the copyright holder has chosen to issue this work as an eBook through Project Gutenberg as a free open access publication un... ...nt in 1990, the manu- scripts of the five novels were discovered among his as yet unpublished papers. He had been at work adding the finishing touche... ...e believed was the most vital value of living and his reason for his life as a writer and an artist. Voices from the Past re- flects this commitment,... ...’s skirts wet with dew, the grapes mottled with damp. Clouds made the day cool. Someone toyed with a flute, the men treading, emptying husks over sa... ...e sun’s last rays stream in, so yellow, they might be made of acacia. The cooling light covers my desk and bookshelves and relinquishes its hold of ... ... striped awning sheltered us during the hot hours of the day. Nights were cool and comfortable. Our handsome captain was attentive. I thought he was ... ...ok into their eyes for long. When I see Kleis cross the room a trickle of ice slips down my back. What if he finds me too old, what if my love doesn...

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... two women in stylish raincoats also braved the drizzle. Their heads swiveled as they analyzed each prancing horse, and the gusting wind carried the... ...he antics of his contrary horse. Lazer humped his back and flattened his ears as he tried to sidestep the rain and retreat to the barn. Only a stoic... ...pocket vibrated. He pivoted from the rail, giving the two ladies a polite nod as he passed. Ignoring their self-conscious giggles, he scanned the dis... ... you as his jockey this Friday.” She clamped her mouth, knew she should look cool, but her emotions pushed through and she vaulted from the saddle,... ...tranger’s arm lowered. His smile remained, but there was no humor left in his cool gray eyes. And no wonder. She had deliberately insulted his traini... ...her worn saddle as though it were priceless. He led Cisco and Lazer into the cool barn. Left Cisco in his stall contentedly munching hay, and guide... ...g down his face. “You don’t look so smug now…honey.” She turned, carried the ice bucket back into the bathroom and tossed him a towel. He snagged... ...agged a hand through his hair. “Make sure she stays with you for a few hours. Ice your chest. Have a warm bath. Take care of yourself.” She just st...

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...Laura Kate O'Connell left her life of excitement as an overseas news correspondent to return to her Georgia hometown to raise her two young cousins. When Royce Lee, Laura Kate's attorney, supposedly commits suicide, too many pieces of evidence tell a different story. Her in...

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...o ha kyu.” Lucinda raised her arms, straightened her right leg and swung it back as far as she could, then kicked forward. Hard. At the same ti... ... one elbow bent, the other arm straight, her hands horizontal, fingers stiff. As she clapped, pride filled Laura Kate’s chest. “Spectacular.”... ...iving with her.” “Did she call the sheriff?” She heard the clinking of ice and a gulp before he answered, “No.” “Well, did you?” “I’... ...softly, “What’s gone, and what’s past help, should be past grief.” “Bad tidings as I feared?” he asked. She walked up to him. “Royce is gone.... ...s post. Azaleas grew almost to the cottage rooftop. Alighting from her car, the cool wind lifting her hair, she picked her way over gnarled tree ... ...f that patience was rewarded more often than haste. “I’ll have a small scotch over ice with a splash of water,” she said. “Then I’d like to hear w... ...s. She grabbed a bottle and a crystal glass from a cupboard, filled the glass with ice cubes, water and an okay scotch. Just as quickly she refresh... ...breakfast room.” Sammie squeezed it her hand and they entered the bright room. The cool, crisp lime and lemon striped wallpaper were perfect for th... ...e lit the room and threatened Laura Kate’s careful poise. She managed to raise a cool eyebrow at him. “You look right at home in a nineteenth cen...

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...I love writing romantic tales of heroism and adventure in other worlds. My novel 'STARQUEST is published by The Wild Rose Press as an Ebook and will be available in paperback on December 5th 2008. I am working on edits for the sequel 'Children Of The Mist''. Watch this space for further details... I am thrilled to have been part of an exciting venture...

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...The brightness that emanated from him was such it almost dazzled even a muse such as herself. However, she met the brilliance of his eyes with prid... ...e her head, her hands moved with the grace of a gentle breeze bending the grass. As always when she danced, Terpsichore lost herself in the rhythm... ...when Apollo picked up his kithara and accompanied her singing. Her bare feet felt as though they no longer touched the ground as they performed the... ...her scents. When she touched the ground, the grass beneath her feet felt soft and cool, still damp with dew, the tears of the goddess, Eos. Why Eos... ... she always was to water, Terpsichore pushed any ideas of enjoying herself in its coolness to the back of her mind. She was here for a purpose, Apo... ..., after all, like her sisters, a water nymph. She longed to immerse herself in its cooling spray, to be as one with the living water. What harm can... ...e breathing horses. “Where is Terpsichore?” he asked once more. A chill like the ice of deepest winter crept through his veins, a sense of loss de...

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...d located the only halfwit Vampire in town to go up against for my first time as an officially sanctioned Slayer of the Holy Order of St. Vlad. It w... ...abs or the pokey thing tapping at my back door that was not a stake but just as hard. Both were distracting me, and quite frankly, Slayers shouldn’t... ...rocess of killing them. “Ouch! That friggin’ hurt!” He slapped at my hands as I added a twist and spin to my tap-tap- tap. Maybe next time I shou... ...from — let’s say — Brazil and give me the rest of the 411 when he had time to cool down. J. Morgan 12 Chapter Three Please don’t kill me! P... ...h VCI, Vampire Central Intelligence.” “So, you’re a super vamperific spy?” Cool, like OO-Negative of the spy world. “Not really, the VCI deals wit... ...eavy pressed against my back. I’m sure, if anything, it was the result of a cool breeze whipping in from the Gulf. And please, forget that it’s sti... ... anyone, it’s a deal.” I caught a stray smirk on his face. Looked like the ice king might be melting. “We need to talk. Got a second before we he... ...r being the best friend in the whole world, I’m going to buy you the biggest ice cream sundae in the city.” Never mind that I wanted one. It was he... ..., I wished we’d just gone straight to the Super Dome. Before Marci left the ice cream shop to get back to her afternoon classes, she told me the st...

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...enty-five dollars. “I was ripped off!” Litres of water squelch in my boots as I make my way down the hill. I can suddenly hear my four letter word ec... ...e birth of Christ; I boot my way through a mob of vultures commonly known as chickens. “Bugger me dead, I’ve done it again!” It’s becoming a bad habi... ...nature on a cheque, associating me with a tax file number and sees jeans, as the national dress of the unemployed. My dear mother is a typical examp... ...ezer section. You know what they look like; the Antarctic in winter, more ice than food, which in my case is full of pre-cooked dinners for one. Now... ... think I’m changing my ideals of the perfect woman.” Steven’s keeping his cool, but not for long, he’ll buckle. 88 “Don’t give me that shit! You’re... ...ntel spying on Michael’s joint. Okay I will admit it, I think it’s really cool, as I’ll always be one step ahead of therm; I’m such a deviate. A lit... ...tter me.” Keep going I love it. “Honestly, it makes me laugh. The mouse is cool, I wouldn’t eat any other cheese now.” I love his big smile, even if ... ...ng forward. I didn’t see it coming, but boy did I feel it, a whole jug of ice cold water. “Oh damn it!” Archibald cursed. “What did you do that for?”... ...ing all right?” I ask Michael; I had to say something to him to break the ice. “Yes, why?” Michael’s words stumble out of his mouth. “You haven’t sai...

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...a — 1 BOOK 7 OUR VISIT TO INDUS by Lemuel Gulliver XVI as told to Jacqueline Slow Art work by Susie Kleiner © 2008 ... ...toys, and soon they hoped be exporting information and microchips. As we made our way up the ramp to the incoming visitors’ area, leading our ... ... chin. ‘Commander and Clan’. I knew we had a fellow with a sense of humor as our driver. His companion laid flower leis over our heads. I’m not sure... ...tection from the sheets of water that the gods would dump from the sky to cool the 110 to 120 degree furnace that roasted and parched this ancient pl... ...iving food prices up, survival is as difficult as scaling Everest without ice axes or Sherpas. ―The impoverished government is offering fo... ...ld read it as ‗I are going to shop tomorrow. I will buy some meat and some ice cream. Then we will see a movie.‘ ―One of the big problems was... ...of northern Scandinavia, there are 50 words for reindeer and 100 words for ice and snow—far more exact than English. Still we use the English lexicon...

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...voice came out so strangled, it startled her and must have surprised Faraday as well. He stared at his clenched knuckles for a moment, then abruptly... ...” “Well, maybe I am, and maybe I’m not. The sight of a great bully such as you wielding his might over a poor, defenseless young lass is a might... ...is waistcoat until it became tangled at his cuffs, then he surrendered to it as well. Defeated, he lay crumpled on his cot, a jumble of shabby black... ...look well enough.” Lydia turned her cheek toward him. Alabaster white and cool. He kissed it quickly. “Put him down. You’ll spoil him.” He h... ...a and delivered on their promise. And the cocoa was rich and chocolaty and cooled to just the right temperature. “To the victor go the spoils.” D... ...unflattering light and shadows across her face. Like Helene, Lydia had the cool, classic beauty of a Roman goddess carved in stone. It seemed almos... ...fired back a telegram describing the definitive diagnostic tool, a chunk of ice. That evening, with Daniel safely occupied meeting with backers a... ...monico’s, Morgan tried it. She settled back naked on their bed and lay the ice on her bare abdomen. Teeth chattering, more from nerves than the co... ...more from nerves than the cold, she counted slowly to ten, then whisked the ice away. With her palm pressed flat on that chilled spot, she felt it,...

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...m, but even that cannot keep them from falling in love. The threat of war with the Speicans is a constant threat, and one that grows more frightening as she and Caelan train toward their eventual knighthood. Aislinn has committed herself to serving Arnhem, and has promised herself as King's Champion when Caelan claims the throne. She is willing to give up everything... her...

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...or 5 Chapter One Arnhem, 1155 AD “Father?” Aislinn asked softly as she approached her father. Her voice quivered slightly, but she di... ...is hair had once been a dark and handsome brown but now it was whiter, older, as the rest of his body had become once Christopher’s body had been fo... ...shaking hands picked up the letter he had been reading when she had come in. As he shifted his focus back to the writing, and perhaps away from the ... ...gility and forcefulness, and stopped when she stood opposite of Aislinn. She coolly turned to the other girl, revealing no sign of recognition othe... ...an. Silence settled between them as she stared past the letter to her quickly-cooling dinner. Then Caelan’s spoon clattered against the table and s... ... she felt it in her body and her fluid movements. As she practiced out in the cool air behind the barracks, Frederick spoke, “Mayhap we’ll be able t... ...er racing heartbeat. The girl hung limp in Aislinn’s arms, her skin ashen and ice cold. Aislinn swept her up and carried her to the castle in a dea...

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... BOOK 1 TOUCH DOWN--RETURN TO EARTH by Lemuel Gulliver XVI as told to Jacqueline Slow Art work by Susie Kleiner © 2008 ... ... suitable for underground cities. But there is no place in our solar system as ‘people friendly’ as our own Earth.” —“What made you volunteer for... ...into the unknown world by his sailing ship 300 years ago could not have been as exciting as the lure of other worlds beyond our world. The thrill of... ...xt door neighbor was Strother Martin. He was the Southern prison warden in “Cool Hand Luke” who said to Paul Newman “what we have he-ah is a fail-ya ... ... has been hampered. Certainly some things are better—frozen foods, fat free ice cream, more football on television,-- but lots of things are worse—d...

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...n planning and allocated a plot of earth for a small, sleepy, rural town. As God often does, He gave this town a name with a significant meaning. Un... ...nificant meaning. Unfortunately, Satan looked upon this plot with favour, as he did the entire Earth. He sent demons to lie in wait for the first se... ...and hopes to keep this way. City folk may wish to picture rural landscapes as flat golden pastures, fields of flourishing crops, sheep and cattle wan... ...estroy her faith, massacre her hopes and establish a house of fear. “Like ice-cream in a furnace.” Snakelex thought aloud then sighed and shook his ... ... ‘The Missionary’, one part whisky and two parts mineral water, straw and ice optional. In the name of God, the Carters took it upon themselves to se... ...brand of pizza. He’s trying to tell us to run them round in circles.” “Oh cool, then we get to play Frisbees.” The imp chuckled loudly, drawing Snak... ...d you could kiss the meeting goodnight. All sat silent until Tom broke the ice and gave his premeditative views. The church should continue without a...

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...of Utopia-- BOOK 4 A Look at Human Values by Lemuel Gulliver XVI as told to Jacqueline Slow Art Work by Susie Kleiner © 2008 ISB... ............................................ 107 AN IDEA OF A BETTER SOCIETY AS A BASIC ASSUMPTION ....................................... 108 THE SOUR... ................................................................. 176 THEORY AS A START TO SCIENTIFIC INQUIRY ............................................. ... I should avoid red meat and eat vegetables. If I opt for the hamburger or ice cream when I know I should have vegetables, my self-centered values fo... ...can see what an uphill fight you have commander. If people won‘t forego an ice cream when they want to lose weight, do you really think they will be ... ...fidence of those who seek to influence us, are the everpresent nemeses of cool logical thinking. We can‘t intelligently discuss values without a cle... ...roblems in many others. So dipping into the sink of self centeredness has cooled the cauldron of excess fecundity in Europe. I certainly never wante... ...r another flood! Is that what global warming and the melting of the polar ice caps is all about?‖ --―That‘s a thought, Ray. Are you building ... ... Minister Winston Churchill; American presidents Richard Nixon and Calvin Coolidge; Israeli Prime Minister Menachem Begin: former first lady Barbara...

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...Ode to a Nightingale I My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains     My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains     One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk: ’Tis not through envy of thy happy lot,     But being too happy in thine happiness,—         That...

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...n on 29 May, the Anniversary of Charles’ Restoration, on Hearing Bells Ringing Song: Stay, Ruby Breasted Warbler, Stay Fill for Me a Brimming Bowl As from the Darkening Gloom a Silver Dove To Lord Byron To Chatterton Written on the Day that Mr. Leigh Hunt Left Prison To Hope Ode to Apollo To Some Ladies On Receiving a Curious Shell, and a Copy of Verses, from the...

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...Lacey Wilson overcomes neglect in childhood and abuse in her first marriage to achieve fame and riches as a popular author, and finds true love and happiness with wealthy entrepreneur, Jake Edmonds. Then cancer strikes. Lacey is afraid of the pain and indignity she thinks is coming and wants to die. Her beloved daughter, Jana,...

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...the author. The information in the Appendix of this book is offered on an “as is” basis, without warranty and the author warns users that no liability... ...dirty pants? Ya gotta go, worm?” Tears forming, she tried to push past him as she felt the hot liquid trickle in her pants. She hung her head and forc... ...e threadbare, grimy fur- niture joined forces with the silence to mock her as she relived the stinging taunts that hurt so much. She sobbed, clutching... ...r and watched kids climbing on the monkey bars, and people lined up to buy ice cream. “Hey,” Lacey said. “I just thought of something. Why don’t you b... ...She waited and waited, and then cautiously left the bath- room and made an ice pack. Her head ached. She sat on the sofa, wondering if she should call... ... in red wine; and, for dessert, pear sorbet. They packed the sorbet in dry ice but I’d better put it in the freezer now.” He put the food out for her ... ...ription to Mountain Bike Magazine and another for Bicycle Guide Magazine. “Cool,” he said. “I like to bike, and I’ll read these.” “The rest of your pr... ...e squinted at the screen as the numbers scrolled by, and sighed once more. Cool it, kiddo, she told herself, be grateful for what you’ve got. She was ... ...at him. He looked deep into her eyes, causing her heart to flutter. “Wow , cool toast,” she managed. “Gee, I seem to say ‘wow’ a lot when I’m around y...

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...f the Suqamish Indians. He remembers his boyhood when his grandfather foretold him of his destiny, when he was told of the Web Of Life and his duties as it's protector. The Web of Life, they believe, is the symbiotic connection that exists between all living things on Earth; the sacred balance of life. Upon the next day's passing, Seattle signs the Port Eliot treaty re...

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...blic access to the world's most complete collection of electronic books on-line as well as offer a variety of services and resources that support and... ...tion, elementary through post baccalaureate studies. This file was produced as part of the "eBook Campaign" to promote literacy, accessibility, ... ...by the World Public Library. With permission copies may be distributed so long as such copies (1) are for your or others personal use only, and (2)... ...ORST blazing sun that Richard Hawk had experi­ enced in recent memory. The usual cool breezes and grey pall that blanketed the Northwest were strange... ...hat told the story of the journey of the people that came from the "Land of the Ice". A hand-carved whale encircled the pole with a bald eagle nesti... ...e. Seattle clasped Rich­ ard's hands intertwining their fingers. The flames felt cool and soothing. Hawk stared across the fire into Seattle's golden... ...ing, and the air conditioned lobby was a welcome relief. Born and raised in the cool grey ofPuget Sound with its lush green mountains and friendly p... ...ank said with- The Soul Bearer out looking up from his glass as he swished the ice cubes around, fascinated by the variety of images they created. ... ...," Pierce intoned quietly. "You know something?" Frank said, still glued to the ice cubes. "He's naive," Pierce responded, "No business experience....

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...arlier. She walks through a portal and is mistaken for a runaway princess on the run by a dangerous immortal king in medieval times. Her plan is bold as well as daring—become this princess, wed the king, and slip on an ancient wedding ring that will unlock the portal back home. Then find her sister and run as fast as she can out of Dodge. But taking on the identity of Prin...

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...ed the thermal imaging camera from the row of equipment by the fire. Turning in a slow circle, she scanned the dark trees beyond. Nothing moved. Just as she was taking a few tentative steps through the ferns and thick brush, a branch snapped, making her jump. Another growl pierced the silence. She clutched her chest, as if that might calm her racing heart. Five years as a ...

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...*This is a young adult book series. Each chronicle will feature Dean's struggles as he tries to survive in this new world. And thus the name, The Zombie Chronicles. I hope you enjoy this series, and thank you for giving book one a chance.* Warning: Mild violence. For mature teens or older. BOOK TRAI...

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... It had been a long day in July, with heat waves rampaging throughout South Carolina. Even though nighttime had long fallen and the temperatures had cooled down noticeably, my shirt still stuck to my back. I wondered what good that shower had done that I’d taken before meeting Sherry. A rush of wind blew through my hair as we rode to the top of the Ferris wheel and then ...

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...d, soft cushion. He gently entwined the ebony rosary beads between his fingers, crossed himself in the supplicant tradition, and kissed the crucifix as he closed his eyes and began to recite out-loud the Five Holy Mysteries of the Rosary. His nightly reverie, before bed, calmed him and connected his soul to the sublime obedience of God. During these moments of prayer,...

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...fingers, crossed himself in the supplicant tradition, and kissed the crucifix as he closed his eyes and began to recite out-loud the Five Holy Myster... ...ther in Heaven. He rolled the rosary beads, one by one, through his fingers as he chanted the Ave Maria. His voice rose into a cadence of a Gregor... ...lliterated ancient Latin echoed through the chapel like a spiritual sonnet. As he prayed, a soft, almost imperceptible light began to invade the sm... ...lons, grapes, cheese and a bottle of Chianti. And for an added touch, spumoni ice cream. Antonio thought Mama had been in good spirits through dinn... ... he were playing a chess game, and losing. "The choice is yours," Brand said coolly, and looked out over a soft sea that was caressing a white, san... ...o one of the entrances to the Pentagon building left him soaked. Entering the cool air-conditioned lobby was a blessed relief, which caused him to c... ...e when Alex arrived home from the airport. Marian was waiting up for him. Her cool demeanor meant that she was still upset. After his encounter with ... ... them to become part of this mission." "Good luck," Brand said, swirling the ice cubes in his drink. "Would Radcliff be willing to set up a meetin... ...from the planet?" "Something like that," Brand responded, while stirring the ice cubes in his drink with a finger. "Do you believe in this Angel of...