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...Why did everybody step off the ship in this strange valley and promptly drop dead? How could a well-equipped corps of tough spacemen become a field of rotting skeletons in this quiet world of peace and contentment? It was a mystery Peter and Sherri had to solve. If they could live long enough! [f...

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...someone ran out of the burning bush and headed toward me, I could not lift my sword I just stood there dumbfounded. She walked to me without a single drop of fear and placed what she carried in my arms then begged me in a language I did not understand. My hands were larger than hers and so was my body compared to the size of her body, but the sight of me did not scare her ...

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...Acknowledgments Dedication I am Buga The dead Purican prince The brides Head on a platter The sun sets on the Redicans Tempest The guardian Friends and foes ...

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...f-spring to buy from him a stick of bitter black chewing gum. Lone by his cart, he bid the dead farewell and greeted the newborn, himself aging and... ...s membranes, preaching a gospel of death and resurrection. Your death, your rising from the dead. Assuming the contours of my host, I abandon you de... ...g at life unfolding from the porch, puffing at a medley of fidgety cigarettes. She had the dead countenance of the introspective. We tiptoed around... ...ly in a Kibbutz and sought employment in a hospice for the terminally ill. There, among the dead and dying, she spent most of her time, often nappin... ... the bloodied outcome. "It's tough to be alone" – Aliza blurted – "She has no man and Sima dead and Uzi…" "I am alone" – Nitzkhia countered. "I ho... ... whatsoever." "And she?" "Said none." "We will visit her this evening" – Eli decrees and drops the subject altogether. A few minutes later: "St... ...I shrill and keep grumbling – "You have already lost her, she is no longer yours", until I drop off. I wake into the cadaverous silence of an early... ...ed a childish fist to tap the door, but left it hanging in mid-air awhile. Then, she let it drop, an alien appendage. She removed her hat, clinging ... ...er. We came close to doing so, though. One Saturday we mutely decided to climb the hill and drop by the seniors' home. Instead, we ventured further,...

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... and situations in this story are purely fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is coincidental. © 2002 by Audrey B... ...he went to India, we saw each other on a mere two or three occasions. Besides, his wife has been dead for only two years. Does he really wish to mar... ...eading from the river to the embankment, its hallowed waters sanctifying both the living and the dead. Throngs of pilgrims bathed in the muddy water... .... Throngs of pilgrims bathed in the muddy waters, whilst nearby blazed the burning pyres of their dead. Helen and Agnes witnessed one such ceremony,... ... Helen. ‘There are two sons, Prince Hassan, the Heir Apparent and Prince Ali. Hassan’s mother is dead, but he has the support of the old Begum, the ... ... question, please.’ Helen tried to move away from the circle of the Prince’s arms, but he had now dropped his hands from the balustrade and wound th... ... John MacGregor, had come to her rescue. At the sound of his voice, the rather inebriated Prince dropped his arms and moved unsteadily away from He... ...f his fair skin, grey eyes and light brown hair streaked with blond. Helen noticed Princess Muna drop her veil deliberately when the guard assisted... ...’ he explained, as he returned to her side, his broad, tanned, muscular chest glistening now with droplets from the waterfall. Helen wondered if he ...

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... I was close to tears listening to the poor mare’s labored breath, her head dropped to her ruined knees. “Messieurs Dupin and Richard will not be ha... ...with anger. I reached up to rub between his ears, causing him to relax and drop his head. I removed the bridle and knew at once that Francois had ... ...d to argue, so I slipped into my chemise and allowed him to lace me in. He dropped the petticoat over my head and tied its laces at my waist, and th... ...e easily reach. I donned the hat, ring, and matching ear bobs with peridot drops. No precious gems for me anymore; semiprecious stones were all I ... ...n hours, Philippe drank the rest of the laudanum. When I came back, he was dead.” I looked down at my gloved hands, twisting in my lap. “I kissed h... ...have been in bed with a concussion after what you did to Pierrot -- or even dead. And yet, there she was on a horse unknown to me, but well-known, i... ...speechless with anger and hurt. “They hurt my horses, Erik ... and wanted me dead.” My voice was deep with anger. For his part, Erik paced the room, ... ... masked man in evening dress on a black Friesian mare when they found their dead compatriot. 28 Chapter 11 I listened in astonishment as Erik told m... ...d drawn a small over-and-under derringer from his pocket, taken careful and deadly aim, and silenced my cousin forever. 66 Chapter 28 From the pages...

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...or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events or locales is entirely incidental. W... ...e held the shot injector in his hand. "You're back early," he drawled and dropped the injector into his pocket. "Henry, what did you do?" Jacques sna... ...nd and you get into trouble!” Britta tsked Laylah and picked up Laylah’s dropped books. Ignoring the irritated looks of other students returning to... ... she burst through the kitchen door, startling Naiya. With a laugh Laylah dropped her backpack and sat down. “Lord, girl, scare somebody!” Naiya shoo... ... the shoulder. “Not now, Delilah, this is delicate work.” Henry focused on dropping the nanos onto the DNA on the slide before him. Delilah patiently... ...ver pays attention to me anyway. I’m a nobody. Besides, I’m not some drop dead gorgeous person like my best friend or even Violet. Nope, I’m ordinar... ...m. He punched it in the head and watched it go still. The giant cat wasn’t dead but it would sleep for a while. Jacques came to his feet, eyes focuse... ...is. Long time, no smell. And did I mention that your breath still reeks of dead things?” Jacques saw the giant grizzly paw coming at him. He ducked, ... ... She must be going crazy. ::You are not crazy, but you’re going to be very dead if you don’t move that cute body out of harm’s way.:: Cute body? Now...

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...ita- tion. If a rebel was in the sights of a Seeker, they were as good as dead. It was said that one could literally feel Zodiac’s Grand Army draini... ...r Seeker could even acknowledge him, he put a bullet through their heads, dropping them to the ground. He felt the tingle again. It was coming from ... ...uting a bullet through the chest of one Seeker and the throat of another, drop- ping them. While still holding his rife and with minimal efort, he ... ...l fred on the rebels, one of them received a gaping hole in the chest and dropped to the ground. Vincent fred his second shot, splatering the brains... ...ent responded. “What about everybody else?” asked the young one. “They’re dead or captured by now, the amount of fring has dropped signifcantly and ... ... the young one. “They’re dead or captured by now, the amount of fring has dropped signifcantly and I can see the shoulder lights from those cretins,... ...here was anyone lef alive afer the Seekers raided, they’re 8 Mike Saxton dead now. We aren’t going back,” Vincent told them. Talbot, Andromeda, and ... ...eekers inside; one was impaled by a piece of the wreckage and most likely dead. The other was unconscious but still alive. He unclipped the safety ... ...days af- ter, the dreaded Seekers marched on the area. Those that weren’t dead were taken. They never had a chance. Danbury had never been so quiet....

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...For 12,000 years 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...

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...d should not be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. ISBN: 1-4196-7552-4 ... ...his blade into the young priest’s chest. The soldier smiled malevolently as the young man dropped to his knees and looked down to see the hilt of the... ...e cellar, the lone priest, in fear and confusion, heard the terrifying explo- sion. Then a deadly silence… CHAPTER 1 THE DI... ...d a few wayward hairs out of her eyes. “Really? I never would have guessed that,” Mitch deadpanned. He then looked up at the massive monument that... ... 4 for any additional items he was too busy to look for. I’d bet if we both fell over dead right now, he wouldn’t even notice!” “Sure he would,... ...ondered if they ever would. She sighed and took a long drink of water, leaving only a few drops left. She felt unusually tired, defeated. A sense of ... ... the slight depression in the sand. Her right foot landed in it full flight, stopping her dead in her tracks. She fell hard. Mitch came racing up b... ...ed, then paused for a moment. “So…no funny dreams?” “No,” Alex frowned, “now just please drop it. It was probably just the effects of sunstroke coo... ...we didn’t want to handle it too much.” “Good thinking,” Alex said. She took it, her mouth dropping. Mitch came over to look at it as well. “These ar...

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...ero's meed. Leader of Men. The gods that made him hero had left out The drop of meekness which preserves the rest From self -destruction. Father... ...rnold. Arnold. Different, ay different! it saves men's lives: Without a drop of blood it ends a war. Andre'. You are a veteran, and know the feel... ...'. We are lost! Arnold. No, no, no; not lost, not lost. You have only to drop down stream also. Mr. Smith goes with you; and you shall be put aboa... ...s you! There's no time to lose. This [331 ing shots; and the Vulture is dropping I I (. down stream. She cannot bear the fire. I : TREASON AND... .... For my Rhode Island stock, Grown far afield, and long acclimated, Had dropped all meanings for the name of King, Of Church, of mother country. ... ...erstand. Leave me awhile., Let there be no loud praises. Go silently. [A dead march w played. Father Hud- son resumes the plastic, immobile, and al...

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...ace in his courtroom, he’ll give him a sentence of about fifteen years. At about twenty-five, he will fall prey to one of those deadly prison diseas... ...y. I have seen the baby and she’s so beautiful and wonderful and innocent just like her mother. All the people say Chimwemwe is dead but I know she’... ...ould drown himself. His old companion, these waters, only sobered him up. Feeling betrayed he had cursed the waters, cursed his dead father, cursed ... ... my time, not selling the apples but listening to the man. In fact I listened to him the whole day. Some people passing by would drop him a coin or ... ...knew this. She used to tell anyone who cared to listen her ambition. In this case, there happened to be many. She used look you dead in the eye and ... ...was only when I saw her face for the last time during the funeral that I started entertaining the idea that maybe she really was dead. We buried h... ... expressions. ‘Let’s do this and get it over with,’ they seem to say but I know better. These guys are excited. As soon as they drop me at the shrin...

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...e used ficti- tiously, and any other resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales, is entirely coincid... ...ing to go? Father’s reaction had been a little different. At first, he was dead set against my leaving. After a while though, once he could see t... ...na. I suppose it’s because shortly after the war ended, my folks’ wagon train dropped them off near a huge patch of nothing called Bighorn Lake in ... ...retty spooked as we entered the water. He balked a few times when the bottom dropped away. Halfway across, with the wind and rain pushing up my shi... ...nks, we’ll do just that,” McVey responded. “We’ve been up all night and we’re dead tired. You say there’s a stage expected around noon?” “Should be... ...o respond, the door opened and in plodded Isaak with muddy boots and a large dead rabbit in each hand. “Amos, get a knife. You gotta clean these ra... ...ehind, keeping them in his sight. “And take that knife out of your pants and drop it the ground.” Isaak McVey slowly pulled up his shirt and, wit... ... two fingers, removed the knife that had been hidden under it, allowing it to drop to the ground. As the brothers were about to reentered the stati... ...’s arm to hold him back. Call Me Montana – The Beginning 21 “They were dead,” he said, having trouble getting the words out. “They were all d...

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...of fiction set in a background of history. Public personages both living and dead may appear in the story under their right names. Scenes and dialogue... ...al. Any resemblance of the imaginary characters to actual persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. First printing ISBN: 1-4137-9887-X PUBLIS... ...f the exalted heart. 37 Deepest Is Her Eyes A briny deep of ink in a single drop trembling at the tip of my pen, poised above the golden leaves of ol... ...iod. Their love becomes holy, and sacred. Another possibility is Isabella is dead, his love that has past on to the heavens. Quote: “She will be sweet... ...ns in my arms like a shooting star, to place my kiss upon her holy lips, how deadly sweet her rapture. Warmth she gave me where every rainbow played a... ...g us. 97 Highest Mind of Glory I bless myself with holy water and name each drop that cleanses my face, as earthly rivers escape through my fingers. ...

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... gold tinted glass. Barton wondered how many people would be laid off now that Stone was dead. His nightly news show probably represented more than ... ...a door that snapped open as they arrived. “Gentlemen, I only have a few minutes. I’m on deadline,” Greene said and ushered them over to a grape co... ...dangerous game, Miguel, be careful,” he said waving a finger at him. “If they wanted us dead, we’d all be dead. Go take care of your customers, and... ...of a restaurant last night,” Brand said wanting to see Kensey’s reaction. Kensey’s mouth dropped and started to stammer, but nothing came out except... ...he old man his card, and left. Brand had put off seeing Mrs. Stone, but now with Kensey dead she would probably be frantic. Maybe now she would be... ...und of a silencer thudding into the dog. It had to be, or otherwise the dog wouldn’t have dropped so dramatically. Still crouching he made his way t... ... any shadows. He saw the outline of three men approaching the house, the dogs must all be dead, he assumed. The three men were spread out, the shot... ... breaking his neck. The assailant fell quietly to the ground. Two left, he presumed as he dropped back into the tall, wet grass. After a second, he ... ...en were in plain sight as he cradled the gun on the hood and fired. Both of the assassins dropped instantly. Brand then headed down the embankment...

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...el Sarid Roth, only son of two survivors of the Holocaust is about to find out, as a routine assignment in Jerusalem plunges him into the center of a deadly nightmare....

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...nitoring Group sends him to Israel on a routine assignment, he finds himself at the deadly center of a nightmare. • What is on the floppy disk he ... ...down the fearsome former Chief of the Nazi Gestapo, Heinrich Mueller, long thought dead? • Why did Himmler, the leader of the SS, release Franken... ... assigned to work details, and every evening, when some of us return, carrying the dead and murdered on our shoulders. The first and last positions ... ...ill me if they knew that I am giving it to you.” He sobers up: “You are as good as dead if they find out about this little transaction of ours.” ... ...haft ruffles the pages of a wall calendar behind his chair. July 19, 1944. Chaim is dead. Magda is a hostage of the evil dwarf that she had married.... ...y apoplectic. “No historian found any shred of evidence that Hitler had even one drop of Jewish blood in him.” “It sounds like there’s a ‘but’... ...rid Roth?” “I am.” – I confirmed for the umpteenth time. A hand materialized and dropped a bulky envelope at my feet. “You have been served.” –... ...or to Bauer’s inner sanctum. Libby emerged and stooped to pick up something she had dropped. It looked like a floppy disk to me. But, then, the dis...

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...anaged to botch up two physiological horrors. Then one day they found him dead in the laboratory. And that's his whole story. HELENA And what about ... ...esk) I certainly hope nothing happens today. HALLEMEIER For goodness' sake drop it all. Look, Harry, this is a fine cyclamen, isn't it? A new sort, m... .... R. III-71 DOMIN Helena, you? Let's look at you. Oh, it's terrible to be dead. HELENA Stop, Harry. DOMIN No, no, embrace me. Helena, don't leave me ... ...ouch it. Damn you! Quick, switch off the current! (HELENA screams and all drop back from the window) The current has killed him! ALQUIST The first on... ... from the window) The current has killed him! ALQUIST The first one. FABRY Dead, with half a billion by his side. HALLEMEIER All honor to him. He want...

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...o actual events, locations, organizations, incidents or persons – living or dead – are coincidental and beyond the intent of the author. Chrystal K... ...riends Julia had. “I just humiliated myself with Cade.” Julia sighed and dropped her stack of hopelessly jumbled papers onto her desk. “Again.” ... ...ed against the doorframe. “What did you do this time?” “This time?” Julia dropped into her chair and groaned. “This time I nearly knocked him over... ...efore she blushed. She wet her lips and shifted uncomfortably and his gaze dropped to her mouth. God, what he could do to that mouth. “I really am... ...reminded her. “I don’t even know where to take it to get it fixed,” Julia dropped her hand and met his mocking gaze. “You can stop looking at me ... ... for sure,” Dominic wailed. “He tol’ me if I ever snitched him out, I’d be dead.” “We’ll detain Dominic until tomorrow,” Julia told Mrs. Jackson, c... ...ll this ‘we’ business?” “We’re talking about a Congressman’s wife and four dead kids.” He made an exasperated noise, which made Julia nervous. Gre... ...ntion. “Any comments from Mrs. Turner or Congressman Turner about the four dead teenagers?” “Mr. Taylor! Will Congressman Turner be staying in Hard... ...ent along anyway.” “That’s what friends are for.” She grinned. “Knock him dead, girl. Make him remember why he wanted you in the first place.” S...

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...e used ficti- tiously, and any other resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales, is entirely coinci... ...re I saw it, but there it was. A big glass window with a dentist sign hangin’ dead in the middle. It also had a barber shop sign in the same window... ...xas? I wanted to find out. As soon as we got out of town, the risin’ sun was dead in our faces, meanin’ two things. One, we were headed east, and t... ...ge and were carefully comin’ down the other side when the Doc’s horse stopped dead in his tracks, then raised up, throwin’ Doc to the ground. As Do... ...me in the excitement, and I grabbed the reins as we passed. With the rattler dead, the horse settled down. “That was some good shooting, Montana. ... ...ld think when they found out a stranger’d taken over their foreman’s room. I dropped my saddlebags next to the bed threw my hat across the room ont... ...incidentally, Clint doesn’t like bein’ called any- thing but Clint, so you can drop the Mr. Winters.” “Thanks for the tip. I expect I’ll be meetin’ ... ...h side there were more cattle. That usually means there’s water nearby. Luke dropped back near me and raised his arm in the direction we were ridin... ... close. They were right in front of me and probably movin’ in my direction! I dropped to the ground and held still, my heart pumpin’ a mile a minut...

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...ever the consoler, the dutiful husband—but must have thought better of it, dropped his hand and murmured, "He was my baby too." "You think I'm not awa... ...rs to his career tracking down bad guys, catching killers and playing with dead bodies, but when it came to her career, the rules suddenly became null... ...least not any beach she has ever visited or known. There is no water—not a drop, not an ounce or a trickle—in sight. She needs to find a speck of shel... ...erful "Technicolor" on mawla's 27"-screen with Dolby stereo sound; and the deadly cold killing machines of Shark Week on the Discovery Channel. One mi... ... men of the weird foreign variety from her worst nightmares. Hell, I'm not dead. And how could she not notice the smooth surface of his bare bronze ba... ...." He was a hunk, plain and simple, in any century or culture. And I'm not dead. At least not yet, she thought, remembering her rough and scary first ... ...n wasn't home when she and Darius had driven up several minutes ago—Darius dropping her off as good breeding and his promise had dictated. Where the h... ...ht from her brain. And she'd told him the rest, without him even having to drop water on her forehead, she'd just spilled the beans. Lundquist had bee... ...s across his hard chest, raised his brows. If the situation hadn't been so deadly several minutes ago, Therese might have been rolling on the floor, b...

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...elds of music. As I head towards the station, everything around me is slow, a deadening slowness that makes me quicken my step. Again I would lik... ...e alone? The blond curls are like the dawn that descends to awaken the ocean, a drop of light that heralds the birth of a new day. He stares candidl... ...into the valley of memory as to seem irretrievable and oblige us to believe them dead. It is a blackout of the senses that erects barriers around th... ...nd my heart aches as I say goodbye to him. It is memory that leaves with him, a drop of the past so distant that it no longer seems mine. It is t...

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...e big ceramic tubs that sit in front of the house, being stingy with every drop of water when you wash your body, and then go to bed exhausted without... ... Chapter 3 Their parents were dead; the cremation ceremony was over, and life went on: he internally rec... ... having with its mind games, and the cruel hunting games of cats and their dead mice. Deeper into its eyes he saw a starving child and a vulture awai... ...r held her in his hands and Jatupon felt her pulse. There was none and he dropped the arm. He walked through the gate to a woman sitting within the ... ...opper's swirl. The cravings so attractive to Jatupon were missing in those deadened eyes and passing from him he fell into the others. Membership was ... ...ommy. You can give it to her when she fixes you supper." "My mother's dead" yelled Jatupon with vehement hate and repugnance as he wadded up the ... ...der much of an illusion that it was. Still, in case it was a gift from the dead, he couldn't really refuse it. That would have hurt the brothers and ... ... He acts like he is a lot older than I am. Anyhow, he is obnoxious: always dropping by my business when he can't catch me here pretending to be concer... ...ly her rolling was with a lethargic rattling in her palm and the apathetic dropping of dice from her numb fingertips. Once she spilled the content of ...