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Laughter in the Dark
Once upon a time there lived in Berlin, Germany, a man called Albinus. He was rich, respectable,
Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loin.
Pale Fire
Pale Fire, a poem in heroic couplets, of nine hundred ninety-nine lines, divided into four
The Defense
What struck him most was the fact that from Monday on he would be Luzhin. His father--the real Lu
A Bend in the River
The world is what it is; men who are nothing, who allow themselves to become nothing, have no plac
A House for Mr. Biswas
Ten weeks before he died, Mr. Mohun Biswas, a journalist of Sikkim Street, St. James, Port of Spai
The Vendor of Sweets
"Conquer taste, and you will have conquered the self," said Jagan to his listener, who asked, "Why
Ahab's Wife, or, The Star-Gazer
Captain Ahab was neither my first husband nor my last. Yet, looking up--into the clouds--I conjur
Gloria Naylor by David Shankbone
The Women of Brewster Place
Brewster Place was the bastard child of several clandestine meetings between the alderman of the six
 Francis M Nevins
The 120-Hour Clock
The word went out from North Jersey and crossed the Hudson on phone lines that were checked for bugs
Kim Newman
The Bloody Red Baron: Anno Dracula 1918
Four miles from the lines, heavy guns sounded as a constant rumble.
Portrait of Meredith Nicholson
A Hoosier Chronicle
Sylvia was reading in her grandfather's library when the bell tinkled.
The House of a Thousand Candles
Pickering's letter bringing news of my grandfather's death found me at Naples early in October.
The Port of Missing Men
"The knowledge that you're alive gives me no pleasure," growled the grim old Austrian premier.
Delta of Venus: Erotica
There was a Hungarian adventurer who had astonishing beauty, infallible charm, grace, the powers o
 Jim Nisbet
Lethal Injection
The priest had a cold in his nose and an uncertainty as to his sexual identity; he'd never performed
Larry Niven 4840
In the night time heat of Beirut in one of a row of general address transfer booths, Louis Wu flicke
RN: The Memoirs of Richard Nixon
I was born in the house my father built.
The Better World of Reginald Perrin
He awoke suddenly, and for a few moments he didn't know who he was.
The Fall and Rise of Reginald Perrin
When Reginald Iolanthe Perrin set out for work on the Thursday morning, he had no intention of calli
The Legacy of Reginald Perrin
The great November gale killed a plumber in Slough, a lady on her way to demonstrate the boning of a
Jamyang norbu for cinema n tibet
The Mandala of Sherlock Holmes: The Missing Years
Too many of Dr John Watson's unpublished manuscripts (usually discovered in 'a travel-worn and batte
Men Against the Sea
( with )
This day my good friend William Elphinstone was laid to rest, in <br />the Lutheran churchyard on the ea
Mutiny on the Bounty
( with )
The British are frequently criticized by other nations for their <br />dislike of change, and indeed we
Pitcairn's Island
( with )
On a day late in December, in the year of 1789, while the earth <br />turned steadily on its course, a m
The Hurricane
( with )
Scattered over a thousand miles of ocean in the eastern tropical <br />Pacific, below the Equator, lies
Frank Norris
A Man's Woman
At four o'clock in the morning everybody in the tent was still asleep, exhausted by the terrible m
It had just struck nine from the cuckoo clock that hung over the mantelpiece in the dining-room, w
It was Sunday, and, according to his custom on that day, McTeague took his dinner at two in the af
The Octopus
Just after passing Caraher's saloon, on the County Road that ran south from Bonneville, and that div
The Pit
At eight o'clock in the inner vestibule of the Auditorium Theatre by the window of the box office,
Vandover and the Brute
It was always a matter of wonder to Vandover that he was able to recall so little of his past life
Kathleen Norris (novelist)
Harriet and the Piper
Richard Carter had called the place "Crownlands," not to please himself, or even his wife. But it
The Heart of Rachael
The day had opened so brightly, in such a welcome wave of April sunshine, that by mid-afternoon th
Under Fire: An American Story
Being fired is never a pleasant experience, which is why it's normally done behind closed doors.
I was begotten on the giant of Cerne Abbas.
Signal to Noise
Jack watched his office walls sputter malfunctioning mathematical symbols and release a block of pas
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