2016, ISBN: 9780132021272

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Mandy Newman won the biggest lottery in history She and her coworkers picked the right numbers and hit the jackpot and then someone stole the ticket. Now Mandy's fellow winners are being … Mehr…

Mandy Newman won the biggest lottery in history She and her coworkers picked the right numbers and hit the jackpot and then someone stole the ticket. Now Mandy's fellow winners are being murdered one by one, and an attempted drowning convinces Mandy she's next on the killer's hit list. In urgent need of protection and help to recover the ticket, she finds both, wrapped in the sexy form of DEA agent Zachary Taylor. But Zack abandoned Mandy once before, so relying on him doesn't come easy. If she's going to trust him, he needs to start telling her the truth. And she must do the same--since Mandy has a secret that could devastate them both. While on the run, Mandy and Zack struggle between sparking sensuality and latent distrust. But can they overcome their past as a killer attempts to destroy their future?, Tor Books, 3, Random House, 1986-08-12. Hardcover. Good. minor wear. Ex Library copy. Binding good. Previous owner name and information on back fly leaf., Random House, 1986-08-12, 2.5, Harlequin, 2007. Paperback. 2. Dana Thunder Eagle is a beautiful woman with a fierce heart and powerful gift. But after the murder of her husband and mother, she ran away from the Rosebud reservation, hoping to leave the past behind her forever. Now, two years later, the killer is still on the loose. And only Dana has the mystical power to stop him. After six months of daily torture at the hands of South American rebels, Chase knows his latest mission may be his hardest: to whip Dana into fighting shape in just five weeks. Even more challenging will be to ignore his cinnamon-eyed student's graceful beauty. United in a life-or-death mission, Chase and Dana must learn to lean on each other if there is any chance of stopping a madman who seeks to destroy a people's history...and future., Harlequin, 2007, 0, Used/Mystery, This book is in good condition, with clean pages and some wear and tear on pages. Detroit attorney and former alcoholic Charley Sloan lost his practice, his wife, and his fortune to booze. A chance at a comeback arrives in his former lover, Robin Harwell. She's now the desperate widow of a multimillionaire--and stepmother of the teenage girl charged with his brutal murder. Damned by forensic evidence, witness testimony, a history of mental problems, and by her own confession, young Angel's defense will be hard coming--and believing in her innocence could come at a price far more personal than he ever feared. As the media descends, Charley finds himself shadowed by rivals determined to destroy him, trapped in the seductive grip of a never-forgotten love affair, and plunged in a dark morass of terrible lies, bitter secrets, and unforgiving family ties., St. Martin's Press, 1991, 3, Toronto, Ontario, Canada.: Popular Giant., 1959. 188 pages. >>> LUSTY, violent novel of 18th-century HAITI, in revolt against Napoleon's bloody rule. "Two against destiny. Out of a stormy page of history comes this powerful novel of a man an da woman whose fiery passions more than matched the revolutionary violence of their times. Peter Lewis: renegade white, who joined the natives in their fight for freedom - and fell in love with a woman who had sworn to destroy him. Sylvie Noaillon: French and headstorng, who fought for the rights of her people, then betrayed them to satisfy the explosive craving inside her."; >>> Store Stamp on first page. Size: 12mo - over 6¾" - 7¾" Tall.. First Edition By This Publisher.. Soft Cover. Good. Illus. by Schaare, Harry = GGA {Good Girl Art" Painted Cover.. Mass Market Paperback.., Popular Giant., 1959, 2.5, New York, NY, USA.: Zebra Books., 1989. 382 pages. "The savage Russian sneak attack that reduced the United States to a nuclear-blackened wasteland is now history. Under the leadership of a fearless jet fighter pilot, the armies of freedom have rescued their besieged nation from the brutal clutches of the Soviet warlords. An awesome gladiator of the skies, he arose from the ashes to revive a forgotten fream called 'America'. He is Hawk Hunter, WINGMAN! But a terrifying new threat looms near the country's southern border. 'The Twisted Cross,' a power-hunrgry neo-Nazi organization, plans to destroy the Panama Canal with nuclear time bombs unless their war chests are filled with stolen Inca gold. The only route to saving the strategic waterway is from above - as Wingman takes to the air to rain death down upon the Cross' South Ameircan jungle stronghold andsave the kidnapped daughter of the one man who can end the madness. For if the murderous fanatics are allowed to flouish, the newly reborn U.S. could die in infancy!" >>> Book Weight = 200 Grams; Size: 12mo - over 6¾" - 7¾" Tall.. PBO (Paperback Original) True First Ed.. Soft Cover. FINE. Illus. by Painted Cover Art!. Mass Market Paperback.., Zebra Books., 1989, 5, London: Headline Books, 1996. 7th Printing. Mass Market Paperback. Good. 7th printing. Spine creased, wave. 1996 Mass Market Paperback. 369 pp. "The Knights Templar: They had all joined taking three vows: poverty, chastity, and obedience…for they were monks: warrior monks, dedicated to theprotection of pilgrims in the Holy Land -- until stories spread by anavaricious king who wanted their wealth for his own destroyed the order. There was one knight, however, who escaped the stake, vowing justiceas he watched his innocent brothers die. A Dark Justice: Cold-blooded murder has transformed Simon Puttock's official obligation into something horrid -- and he will need the able assistance of his friend, Sir Baldwin Furnshill, to draw a criminal out. A former Knight Templar, Sir Baldwin knows much of duty and servitude -- and of evil freely indulged in thename of godliness or greed. Now justice must be served,even if their search exposes extortion, foul corruption,rule by fear…and killers willing -- even eager -- to shed more blood., Headline Books, 1996, 2.5, People of the Lightning takes us to ancient Florida, to a village of fisher folk who must face their deepest fear: Pondwader, now a lanky boy of fifteen summers. He is the White Lightning Boy--the first of his kind to be born in tens of tens of summers. His white hair, pink eyes, and pale skin make him fearsome enough, but legends foretell that a Lightning Boy will make Sister Moon bury her face in the clouds and weep falling stars--and the winds of destruction will be unleashed.The folk manage to trade him in marriage to Musselwhite, a woman warrior who does not really want him. She must face an old enemy who has captured her beloved husband, an enemy who is determined to destroy her. What good to her is this soft-hearted youth? She has yet to learn that Pondwader is a Lightning Boy. He can hear voices in the wind, telling of coming horror...., Forge, 1995, 3, New York, NY: Ballantine Books, 1993. Trade paperback. Good. The War Against Women by French, Marilyn Trade paperback. Ballantine Books (1993) Good. No dust jacket as issued. Trade paperback (US). Glued binding. 224 p. Audience: General/trade. Terrifying...Impressive...A challenging esay that justifies the... Trade paperback (US). Glued binding. 224 p. Contains: Illustrations, black & white. Audience: General/trade. The War Against Women by French, Marilyn Trade paperback. Ballantine Books (1993) Good. No dust jacket as issued. Trade paperback (US). Glued binding. 224 p. Audience: General/trade. Terrifying...Impressive...A challenging esay that justifies the feminist revival." THE NEW YORK TIMES Bestselling author and feminist scholar Marilyn French has written a shocking and fascinating analysis of the history of women's political, cultural, physical, and economic repression that is as controversial as it is utterly convincing. In this stunning work of resarch, Ms. French creates a devastating portrait of today's male-dominated global society, with its underlying aim of destroying, subjugating, or mutilating women. Here is a devastating indictment of our values and an important step toward an urgent public discussion of human morality., Ballantine Books, 1993, 2.5, Dennis Lehane, the New York Times bestselling author of Live by Nightnow a Warner Bros. movie starring Ben Affleckdelivers a psychologically, morally complex novel of blood, crime, passion, and vengeance, set in Cuba and Ybor City, Florida, during World War II, in which Joe Coughlin must confront the cost of his criminal past and present.Ten years have passed since Joe Coughlin's enemies killed his wife and destroyed his empire, and much has changed. Prohibition is dead, the world is at war again, and Joe's son, Tomás, is growing up. Now, the former crime kingpin works as a consigliore to the Bartolo crime family, traveling between Tampa and Cuba, his wife's homeland.A master who moves in and out of the black, white, and Cuban underworlds, Joe effortlessly mixes with Tampa's social elite, U.S. Naval intelligence, the Lansky-Luciano mob, and the mob-financed government of Fulgencio Batista. He has everythingmoney, power, a beautiful mistress, and anonymity.But success cannot protect him from the dark truth of his pastand ultimately, the wages of a lifetime of sin will finally be paid in full.Dennis Lehane vividly recreates the rise of the mob during a world at war, from a masterfully choreographed Ash Wednesday gun battle in the streets of Ybor City to a chilling, heartbreaking climax in a Cuban sugar cane field. Told with verve and skill, World Gone By is a superb work of historical fiction from one of "the most interesting and accomplished American novelists" (Washington Post) writing today.Dennis Lehane is the author of thirteen novelsincluding the New York Times bestsellers Live by Night; Moonlight Mile; Gone, Baby, Gone; Mystic River; Shutter Island; and The Given Dayas well as Coronado, a collection of short stories and a play. He grew up in Boston, MA and now lives in California with his family., William Morrow Paperbacks; Reprint edition (January 5, 2016), 0, Vintage Books, 1987. Book store handstamp on ffep. Tiny punch on back cover.. 1st Printing. Mass Market Paperback. VG-., Vintage Books, 1987, 3, New York, NY, USA.: Zebra Books., 1989. 382 pages. "The savage Russian sneak attack that reduced the United States to a nuclear-blackened wasteland is now history. Under the leadership of a fearless jet fighter pilot, the armies of freedom have rescued their besieged nation from the brutal clutches of the Soviet warlords. An awesome gladiator of the skies, he arose from the ashes to revive a forgotten fream called 'America'. He is Hawk Hunter, WINGMAN! But a terrifying new threat looms near the country's southern border. 'The Twisted Cross,' a power-hunrgry neo-Nazi organization, plans to destroy the Panama Canal with nuclear time bombs unless their war chests are filled with stolen Inca gold. The only route to saving the strategic waterway is from above - as Wingman takes to the air to rain death down upon the Cross' South Ameircan jungle stronghold andsave the kidnapped daughter of the one man who can end the madness. For if the murderous fanatics are allowed to flouish, the newly reborn U.S. could die in infancy!" >>> Book Weight = 200 Grams; Size: 12mo - over 6¾" - 7¾" Tall.. PBO (Paperback Original) True First Ed.. Soft Cover. Near FINE.. Illus. by Painted Cover Art!. Mass Market Paperback.., Zebra Books., 1989, 4, New York: Bantam Books, 1991. 8th Printing . Mass Market Paperback. Very Good. 325 pages. March 1991 Edition. Slight spine cock and some cover edge wear and reading crease. Set in the Great Plains in the 17th century Don Coldsmiths novel re-creates the lives of a band of Native Americans who face a crucial turning point in history. Times are changing as the Sky-eyes penetrate the vast lands of the People, bringing dangerous new ways, and threatening to destroy the old ways forever. In childhood his name was Woodpeckeer. Now he is the storyteller, weaving long-ago tales and trading as he traverses the lands of the People. Married to the beautiful Plum Leaf, the Storyteller sets out on the great adventure that will be his own life. He witnesses the changes the white men have brought, the taking of scalps, the preying of brother uupon brother, the knives made of shiny smooth metal. He journeys far and wide, to the land of the buffalo and to the heart of an enchanting young captive name Pale Star, whoo be his shing light and destiny in the dark days ahead. He is known lby many names to those he mmeets in the wilderness, storyteller, Trader, Traveler, and one day he will become a legend as the half-man, half-spirit called the Watcher., Bantam Books, 1991, 3, St. Martin's Press. Very Good. 108 x 171 x 25.4mm. Paperback. 1995. 346 pages.<br>He can see into her past... He can see into her sec rets... He can see into the deepest desires of her heart... Only in his dreams has Burke Grisham, the once dissolute Earl of Thor nwald, seen a lady as exquisite as Catherine Snow. Now, standing before him at last is the mysterious beauty whose life he has gli mpsed in strange visions-whose voice called him back from death a nd the shimmering radiance beyond, on the bloody field of Waterlo o. But she is also the widow of the friend he destroyed: the one woman who scorns him; the one woman he must possess. Catherine d etests Lord Thornwald as the handsome daredevil who led her estra nged husband into a decadent life and a reckless death in battle. Yet now, even as she resists his strange connection to her mind, she years for him to conquer her heart. But does this infamous r ake think her his next plaything? Or is Burke truly sent, as he v ows, to save Catherine from a danger only he can see-and sweep he r up in a love born of eternal light? ., St. Martin's Press, 1995, 3, QPD. Good. 153 x 234mm. Paperback. 1997. 352 pages. Text tanned.<br>On the trail of a serial killer, Dr Ka y Scarpetta follows the forensic footprints of a victim's life un convinced that the murder is the work of the same killer. She beg ins to believe someone is on the point of releasing the smallpox virus back into a world which has destroyed all vaccine stocks. ., QPD, 1997, 2.5, Bantam. Good. 4.1 x 0.52 x 6.9 inches. Mass Market Paperback. 1984. 208 pages. Cover worn.<br>After discovering six gold Roman coins buried in the mud of the Devil's Dyke, Barnabas Sackett enthusias tically invests in goods that he will offer for trade in America. But Sackett has a powerful enemy: Rupert Genester, nephew of an earl, wants him dead. A battlefield promise made to Sackett's fat her threatens Genester's inheritance. So on the eve of his depart ure for America, Sackett is attacked and thrown into the hold of a pirate ship. Genester's orders are for him to disappear into th e waters of the Atlantic. But after managing to escape, Sackett m akes his way to the Carolina coast. He sees in the raw, abundant land the promise of a bright future. But before that dream can be realized, he must first return to England and discover the secre t of his father's legacy. Editorial Reviews About the Author Ou r foremost storyteller of the American West, Louis L'Amour has th rilled a nation by chronicling the adventures of the brave men an d woman who settled the frontier. There are more than three hundr ed million copies of his books in print around the world. Excerp t. ® Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. Chapter 1 It was my devil's own temper that brought me to grief, my temper and a skill with weapons born of my father's teaching. Yet without that skill I might have emptied my life's blood upon the cobblest ones of Stamford, emptied my body of blood ... and for what? Unt il that moment in Stamford it would have been said that no steadi er lad lived in all the fen-lands than Barnabas Sackett, nor one who brought better from his fields than I, or did better at the e eling in the fens that were my home. Then a wayward glance from a lass, a moment of red, bursting fury from a stranger, a blow gi ven and a blow returned, and all that might have been my life van ished like a fog upon the fens beneath a summer sun. In that yea r of 1599 a man of my station did not strike a man of noble birth and expect to live--or if he lived, to keep the hand that struck the blow. Trouble came quickly upon me, suddenly, and without w arning. It began that day near Reach when I slipped and fell upo n the Devil's Dyke. The Dyke is a great rampart of earth some si x miles long and built in the long ago by a people who might have been my ancestors. These were the Iceni, I have been told, who l ived in my country long before the Romans came to Britain. When I slipped I caught myself upon my outstretched palms to keep the mud from my clothing, and I found myself staring at the muddy edg e of what appeared to be a gold coin. Now coins of any kind were uncommon amongst us, for we did much in the way of barter and ex change. Merchants saw coins, but not many came our way. Yet here it was, a gold coin. Shifting my position a bit I closed my fing ers over first one coin and, then, yet another. I stood up slowl y, and making as if to brush the mud from my hands, I knocked and wiped the mud from the coins. In a pool of muddy water at my fee t, I washed them clean. They were old ... very, very old. No En glish coins these, nor was the wording English, nor the faces of the men upon them. The first coin was heavy, of quite some value judging by the weight. The second was smaller, thinner, and of a different kind. Slipping them casually into my pocket, I stood t here looking about. The hour was before dawn of what bid to be a gray day. Clouds were thick above, and during the night there ha d been heavy rain. It was a lonely place, where I stood, a place about half the distance from Reach to Wood Ditton. We had worked in the quarries at Reach, some of us, and slept the night on a ta vern floor to be near the fire. Long before day I awakened, lyin g there thinking of the distance I had yet to go, with the work n ow ended. So, quietly I had risen, put my cloak about my shoulder s, and took my way to the Dyke, the easiest route in any weather. It was a time when few men got more than a mile or two from the ir door, unless following the sea or the fishing, but I was a res tless one, moving about and working wherever an extra hand might be needed, for it was in my mind to save money, buy a bit more la nd and so better my position. Now I had come upon gold, more tha n I was likely to earn with my hands in a year, although it was l ittle enough I knew of gold. Had my father stood by me he could h ave told me what each coin was worth. I made a thing of brushing my knees, which gave me time to look more carefully about. I wa s alone. There were willows yonder, farther away oaks and a hedge , but nowhere in the vague light of beginning day did I see movem ent or sign of men. Carefully I studied the ground where I had fa llen. For where there had been two coins there might be three ... or four. Something had scarred the slope here, and rain had fou nd it, as rain will, gouging a small ditch to escape over the Dyk e's edge. Where the trickle of water was, I could see what appear ed to be the rotting edge of a leather purse, or sack. A bit of a search with my fingers in the mud and I held three more pieces o f gold, and a moment later, another. That was the lot. I kicked mud over the spot, turned about a couple of times, then walked sl owly on, plodding as if tired, stopping a time or two to look abo ut. At a pool of rain water I paused to wash the mud from my han ds. Six gold coins! It was a fortune. Two of the coins were Roma n. Likely enough some brawny legionnaire had come this way from t he fighting, and when about to be overtaken had buried them. It w as likely he must have been killed then, for he had never recover ed his coins. Such a strong leather purse, if well buried, would need years to rot away, and it might have been some later travel er. Whoever it was, his ancient loss was my present gain. Yet if I appeared with six gold coins, what would happen? By some mann er of means they would certainly be taken from me. A poor man, ev en a yeoman such as I, had small chance of maintaining his rights . There were many tricky laws, and the rascals would surely find one that would deprive me of my findings. I was a freeman living on a small freeholding at the edge of the fens, a bit of land gi ven my father for his deeds in battle. Actually, a great piece of the fens was mine, but it was of small use except for the eeling and occasional mowing. There was a small piece of land adjoinin g mine, of good, rich drained land that I coveted. Now I could ha ve it for mine, and more, too, if it were up for the selling. Bu t if I came forward with gold it would set to wagging half the to ngues in the shire, so I had best be thinking of a better way. I t was then I remembered the man from Stamford. An oldish man, and bookish. His name had been mentioned to me in the streets of Cha tteris. A curious man, he would go miles to look upon some old wa ll or a ruined monastery. His name was Hasling, and sometimes he had bought some ancient thing found by a workman or farmer. It w as said he wrote papers about such things and talked of them with men from Cambridge. He had the look of a kindly man with nothin g of the sharper about him, and I'd been told he paid a guinea fo r a bronze axe dug up in a field. So it was that I went to Stamfo rd. It was no great house I came to but a fine, comfortable cott age, early in the day. A cottage with fine old trees about and a deal of lawn behind. There were flowers planted and birds who mad e themselves at home. When I put knuckles to the door a woman in a white cap opened it, a pleasant-faced woman with a look of the Irish about her, but no friendly smile for me, in my rough dress . When I spoke of business with Coveney Hasling she looked doubt ful, but when I said it was an old thing I had to speak of, the d oor was wide at once, and the next thing I knew I was seated with a cup of tea in my hand, although I'd have preferred it to be al e. The room had papers and books all about, a skull with a cleft in it giving me the round eye from black and empty sockets. Clos e by a bronze axe ... the very one. It was in my mind to questio n whether the cleft skull and the bronze axe had ever met before when he came in, bowing a short bow and peering at me with tilted head. Yes, yes, lad, you wished to speak to me? Aye. I have hea rd you spoken of as one with an interest in old things. You have found something! He was excited as a child. What is it? Let me s ee! I'd have to ask your silence. I'd not be losing the profit o f it. Profit? Profit, do you say? It is history you must think o f, lad, history! History you may think of, who live in a fine ho use. Profit is my concern, who does not. You are a freeman? Wit h a small holding. I see. Come, come! Sit you down! You get abou t some, I take it. Do you know the Roman roads? I do, and the dy kes and walls as well. Some earth-works, too, and I might even kn ow a floor of Roman tile. Lad, lad! You could be of service to m e and your country as well! These things you speak of ... they mu st not be lost or destroyed. They are a part of our heritage! No doubt, but it is my own heritage I be thinking of now. I have yo ur silence then? You do. From my pocket I took the first coin, and he took it reverently to hand, going off to the window for li ght. He exclaimed with pleasure, You would sell this? I would. ., Bantam, 1984, 2.5, acceptable. hardcover. dust jacket wear. some wavy / stiff pages. possible water damage. writing on first page. dust jacket and cover is stained. lightly soiled book edge., 2.5, Lebanon, Indiana, U.S.A.: Prentice Hall Direct, 1978. Book. Very Good +. Hardcover. Owners bookplate on front endpaper. Dustjackeet has a 3/4 inch tear. military history., Prentice Hall Direct, 1978, 3<

1978, ISBN: 9780132021272

Prentice Hall Direct, 1978-01-01. Hardcover. Very Good. 1977. Blue cloth covered boards with gold spine titles; illustrated jacket is worn at edges; corners lightly bumped; 4to - over … Mehr…

Prentice Hall Direct, 1978-01-01. Hardcover. Very Good. 1977. Blue cloth covered boards with gold spine titles; illustrated jacket is worn at edges; corners lightly bumped; 4to - over 9 3/4" to 12" tall; illustrated throughout; interior clean and unmarked; 224 pages. Additional shipping charges may be required for International and Expedited orders., Prentice Hall Direct, 1978-01-01, 3<

1978, ISBN: 9780132021272

Lebanon, Indiana, U.S.A.: Prentice Hall Direct, 1978. Book. Very Good +. Hardcover. Owners bookplate on front endpaper. Dustjackeet has a 3/4 inch tear. military history., Prentice Hall D… Mehr…

Lebanon, Indiana, U.S.A.: Prentice Hall Direct, 1978. Book. Very Good +. Hardcover. Owners bookplate on front endpaper. Dustjackeet has a 3/4 inch tear. military history., Prentice Hall Direct, 1978, 3<

1978, ISBN: 9780132021272

Prentice Hall Trade, 1978-01. Hardcover. Very Good. in x in x in. Spine ends and corners slightly rubbed, else a clean, tight copy in the original dust jacket., Prentice Hall Trade, 1… Mehr…

Prentice Hall Trade, 1978-01. Hardcover. Very Good. in x in x in. Spine ends and corners slightly rubbed, else a clean, tight copy in the original dust jacket., Prentice Hall Trade, 1978-01, 3<