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Needful Things Author: Stephen King YOU’VE BEEN HERE BEFORE THIS IS FOR CHRIS LA VIN, WHO DOESN'T HAVE ALL THE ANSWERS JUST THE ONES THAT MATTER. Ladies and gentlemen, attention, please! Come in close where everyone can see! I got a tale to tell, it isn't gonna cost a dime! (And if you believe that, we're gonna get along just fine.) -Steve Earle "Snake Oil" I have heard of many going astray even in the village streets, when the darkness was so thick you could cut it with a knife, as the saying is... -Henry David Thoreau Walden YOU'VE BEEN HERE BEFORE Sure you have. Sure. I never forget a face. Come on over here, let me shake your hand! Tell you something: I recognized you by the way you walk even before I saw your face good. You couldn't have picked a better day to come back to Castle Rock. Ain't she a corker? Hunting season will be starting up soon, fools out in the woods bangin away at anything that moves and don't wear blaze oran...

So Much Trouble When She Walked In(4) Author: Judy Angelo Silken wrinkled her nose.  “I’m not feelin’ that right now.  Let’s just forget it ever happened.” “Silken McCullen, you will not back out of this.  You need to take responsibility for your action.” Suave gave her a look that said she planned on nagging until her sister gave in. “All right, I’ll apologize,” Silken, said with a groan.  “Goody Two-Shoes.”  The second part was muttered under her breath.  Of course, Suave heard and delivered a slap that made her leg sting.  “Hey, watch it,” Silken grumbled.  “I bruise easy.” Suave totally ignored her.  “He’s getting away,” she said, jabbing at Silken’s injured leg.  “Write down his license plate number.  Quick.” “Okay, okay.”  Silken dug around in her purse till she found a pen and a Pizza Hut receipt.  “What’s the number?” When Suave told her, she scribbled it on the back of the receipt then reached over and drop...

Fifty Shades of Grey (Fifty Shades #1)(11) Author: E.L. James I slap her down. "Don't you have a family dinner or something for your brother?" "That's tomorrow." "Maybe some other time, Paul. I need to study tonight. I have my finals next week." "Ana, one of these days, you'll say yes," he smiles as I escape out to the store floor. "But I do places, Ana, not people," Jose groans. "Jose, please?" I beg. Clutching my cell, I pace the living area of our apartment, staring out of the window at the fading evening light. "Give me that phone." Kate grabs the handset from me, tossing her silken red-blonde hair over her shoulder. "Listen here, Jose Rodriquez, if you want our newspaper to cover the opening of your show, you'll do this shoot for us tomorrow, capiche?" Kate can be awesomely tough. "Good. Ana will call back with the location and the call time. We'll see you tomorrow....

Prudence (The Custard Protocol #1)(11) Author: Gail Carriger Winkle nodded, mouth slightly open. “I can see that you would.” The ship already boasted a skeleton crew: a smattering of deckhands and decklings scampered above while firemen, greasers, and sooties manned the one active boiler kettle. This motley collective stood to attention at the appearance of a lady among them. Caps were doffed, awkward murmurs were made, and Rue felt guilty at having imposed herself upon them. “Pleased to meet you all,” she said after the senior greaser had performed some bumbling introductions. “I am Lady Prudence Akeldama and I will be your captain.” The revelation that their skipper was a female aristocrat seemed not to bother any of the young men one whit. Either someone had already warned them or they had been selected for their forward-thinking. Rue scrutinised her nascent crew more closely. Only then did she realise that the senior greaser and at least half the firemen and sooties were in fa...

Prudence (The Custard Protocol #1)(8) Author: Gail Carriger Rue bridled at the tone of her mother’s voice. She wished she could act like someone else around Mother – pretend to be Uncle Rabiffano, for example. But it was useless to even try: her mother always brought out the worst in Rue. Which is to say, Rue’s actual personality proved impossible to repress and all acting ability deserted her. When Lady Maccon used that tone of voice Rue was irreversibly thirteen again. “I was at the Fenchurches’ ball with Primrose, as I informed you I would be. Would you believe the Stilton on the cheese plate was misplaced? And they had the latest floating dirigible lighting arrangement from Quimble’s – a ridiculous expense. And Mrs Fenchurch was positively vulgar – she must have worn an entire breastplate of diamonds.” Dama obligingly switched his delight from tea to gossip. “Were they paste? I’d wager they were paste. His business concerns have taken a tragic downturn recently, did you hear? Ve...

On the Prowl (Alpha & Omega 0.5)(31) Author: Patricia Briggs "You want to tell me why you expected Shaw's car to be nearby?" Browning asked. Jimmy Shaw, age twenty-five. He'd had a DUI six years ago, a couple of speeding tickets since, but was otherwise clean. The address on record was on the west side in a decent, working-class neighborhood that was mostly white and Mexican with a sprinkling of darker faces. He'd bought his 2003 Mustang new, and his body was being loaded into the ambulance now. Kai didn't know Jimmie Shaw. Nathan had checked. Nathan's relief about that made it easier to be amused by Browning now. The sheriff was hoping Nathan wouldn't tell him anything too weird. "Tire tracks," he said, nodding at the imprints in the shoulder he'd noticed immediately. They were blurred  -  made after storm muddied the ground, but before the rain ended. "I know about the damned tire tracks. Someone pulled up, dumped the bod...

Drive Me Crazy (Holland Springs #1)(36) Author: Marquita Valentine Now that witch got her name right? “I give up; you tell me how I helped,” Melanie snapped. “Wasn’t it enough that you’re keeping the father of my child from marrying me?” Melanie noticed how silent Carter stayed. How he didn’t say a dang thing while April kept running her mouth. His silence was damning. Leah let out a gasp, dramatic as usual, but this time Melanie couldn’t blame her. “Carter Mason Ambrose, how could you keep this from me?” “Because it’s not true.” “He speaks,” Melanie muttered, crossing her arms over her chest. “What other magic trick can you perform?” Carter gave her a look, then turned his attention back to the two women staring at her accusingly. Leah looked from April to Carter, the back at April. “So you’re not pregnant?” “Oh, she’s pregnant alright but it’s not his,” Melanie said. No way in hell she let that poor excuse of a woman try to pin anything on her or Carter. No matter how mad sh...