Can’t really say that this did a whole lot for me. Only my OCD nature made me continue the series. The concept was nice enough but overall it was just lacking a certain ‘omph’ to really capture the imagination and keep me turning pages. So it’s the final book of the trilogy and while there are s...
This book was amusing, but there were so many incidents that I began to doubt the truth of it. I too lived in shared houses for several years and although there were incidents, nothing on the scale of what happened in this book.I was trying to remember incidents that did happen. Definitely no dru...
An electrifying, epic history of the city of Sydney as you have never seen her before.'To peer deeply into this ghost city, the one lying beneath the surface, is to understand that Sydney has a soul and that it is a very dark place indeed.' Beneath the shining harbour, amid the towers of global g...
The Tasmanian Babes Fiasco is a book by John Birmingham which is the sequel to his previous book He Died With A Felafel In His Hand - available in both a book version and a comic book edition - but Tasmanian Babes is at this point book form only.With some prior knowledge to the details of Felafel...
The guest list of 180 invitees was top heavy with serious money, not just pretenders with a million here, a million there. Martin Gnoji, if he survived the next few minutes, was predicted by the Wall Street Journal to be worth somewhere between eight and nine billion dollars by the end of the yea...
In the gloom it enfolded him like an unpleasant memory as they rushed out to the divisional staging area. Bret Melton had jumped out of helicopters and into another war not far from here, not long ago, and at times riding out toward the line he had wondered if he’d be doing the same thing in anot...
24 MAY 1944. 1003 HOURS. KO‘OLAU RANGE, HAWAII. He kept the cave as clean as possible, which meant having to go farther and farther into the jungle to perform his ablutions. It was a dreadful indignity, being forced to shit in a hole and live like a monkey, but he probably deserved nothing more. ...
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Zach scoped out the bridge over the Platte River as the sun made its final dip toward the horizon. Dave could hear a deep throbbing bass beat coming from the Djinn camp, the drums of the legions, muffled by the enormous tarpaulins of cured Drakon-hide under which the regiment still sheltered. Lou...
That’s what he sounded like on-screen, however. No denying it. ‘Dude, change the channel,’ he told the terrified calfling behind the bar. The man, who wasn’t the barkeep, struggled to use the remote with shaking hands and numb fingers. Compt’n ur Threshrend could feel the ...
Operation Olympic, the Allied attack on Kyushu, five months earlier, had not caught the Japanese unaware. They had known it was coming for more than a year, and had prepared as best they could. Indeed, they had prepared a much more formidable defence than anyone on Douglas MacArthur’s staff had t...
With powerful strokes she pushed and shoved and wriggled through rock and stone, holding her breath until she punched through into water. With emerald eyes open she saw the faintest hint of starlight above, filling her with a fervent hope that after ages of privation, she might have found her way...