He’d startled her. But her reaction was too intense for the situation. It seemed to take an effort on her part to smooth away the scare.Just who was Phylis Leander?She tilted her head expectantly.How could he answer her question?He looked down at the paper in his hand. It was the kind of list he’...
After a few hours of sleep and a pot of coffee, I left Alan in bed and drove to B’s. I went on auto pilot, too lost in thought to notice my surroundings. If my dream last night really had been a memory, I needed to know what my mother had been trying to protect me from. ...
The fuel truck came the following afternoon driven by a big, jovial red-faced man. His size was reassuring, and I snatched at the opportunity of following him down to the basement. I had no idea what I’d find there. He puttered, tinkered, and fiddled with pipes, whistling ...
Whenever he mined he made sure to place torches all about. The darkness hid things from him and the very thought of Herobrine still being out there made his skin crawl. However the adventurer did take some comfort in having his wolf with him. Scoundrel was very good at barking and growling at any...
He counted himself fortunate to have made it through the night. His savior had been the pounding on the downstairs’ door. Despite its furiousness and brevity, he’d drawn great comfort in hearing it, because he was almost certain who it was. Gabrielle. That was the most ...
I was driving straight to the hospital. I didn’t care that it was late. Aunt Lu was having her procedure and I was going back to Atlanta. I was going back to being Elle and to where nobody cared that my last name was Eaton. And most importantly, I was getting away from Brady Jackson. As I walked ...
After a long and eventful expedition, Xuán Zàng and his three omnipotent followers – Monkey, the simian god, Friar Sand, the incarnation of a river spirit, and Pigsie, a creature half man, half pig – reached their destination. Two of the Buddha’s most dutiful disciples, tall, thin Ananda and shor...
His arms tightened. “I’ve got your back, baby. He’ll have to get through me first.” Looking up at him, she smiled at his alarm. It was good to be loved. “Before I met Rose Chambers in Maryland, I’d have disagreed with you. Spoltori is on a mission and I’m the woman who is ...
Pete was a Foreign Service officer, educated at Groton and Harvard, very talented, very accomplished. He already spoke French, German, and Italian, and while everyone else was still rendering Vietnamese as if it were some absurd mutation of English he’d begun learning its poetry. He was athletic ...
The prospect of meeting other survivors made it hard to relax. His mind played out different scenarios, and half the time he didn’t know if he was dreaming or not. He was also plagued by images of Stieg, and repeatedly saw him drowning, crying out for help as he was swept away by a turbulent swel...
She was dressing like one of them depressed lassies you see in the centre of town. You know, the ones who loiter behind the bookshop in Buchanan Street. I don’t know what they do, they talk about music and watch the young lads play on the skateboards. And have their tights all ripped to shreds. I...
Tasker's Gods-CHAPTER XXX : A GIRL’S DESPAIR CHAPTER XXX A GIRL’S DESPAIR MRS. ALLEN, the mother of Alice, lived three miles from Maidenbridge in one of a block of three cottages, near the high road that breaks the heath in two. Before Alice, much to her mother’s dismay, w...
She cannot breathe, cannot move. Someone hovers over her threateningly. Her arms are scratched and bruised. Blood drips into her right eye from a cut above her eyebrow, blurring her vision. One side of her face swells. From the corner of her unaffected eye, Nazirah sees Cato move to help her. Lum...
She’d decided last night that she was going to let him know everything that had happened between her and Brett. She was determined to set the record straight so they could go into their events without the specter of the past hanging over them—until she’d watched the press conference after Mitch’s...
For a while they talked about clubs. Lately there had been a fad at school of making up secret clubs that no one except the club members were allowed to be in, or even know about. “We ought to have one,” Paige said. “We could call it the P and A Club, for Paige and Abby. And we’ll have more secre...