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A Passing Resemblance is a gleefully unapologetic glimpse
into the scheming interior life of an obsessed fan.
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When they were
little girls, Madeline and Mary shared everything.
As young women, they discovered something else they could share, more fun than clothes or toys: men.
And theirs was a harmless game, until one of them decided she didn't want to share with her sister . . .
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After an unexpected night
out on the town with a young co-worker, Rae is curious to delve into the magical
realms that exist just beyond what we can see and touch.
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The confession of Detective Simon Pesco was dictated not to human being,
but to an unsympathetic, non-judgmental machine. Could the unnatural story he recites about sex crimes and betrayals have a kernel of truth in it?
Read Crypsis, the complete transcription of Pesco’s eerie confession, and decide for yourself.
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Despite what friends, lovers, and enemies believe,
there is not one thing supernatural about the family of surfers from Newport Beach, California. Or is there?
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Edgy, sexy, and at times, laugh-out-loud-funny, the stories in Mark Bowles'
irreverent debut showcase an affinity for the outcast and subversive.
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With this wickedly imaginative collection of stories that highlights his dark humor and signature wit, Mark Bowles has
compiled a series of stories that will surely entertain, and possibly disturb, his reader.
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The cops: Sergeant Eric Parker, just transferred to Riverside PD. The one who says clever stuff and looks like he’s been sent over from central casting to play the perfect partner: good-looking, single, and eight or ten years younger than his superior, Detective Janet Dunn.
The case: Seven years after her ex-husband and son died in a boating accident, Virginia Walker shoots a prowler in her bedroom.
When it turns out that the dead burglar on her bedroom floor is her ex-husband, many questions come to light, but she has only one: “Where’s my son?”
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Sue’s in the mental hospital and she’s only partially surprised.
Her sister Bonnie wants to be fair. She’d almost gone over the edge herself once. On the other hand, what Susan had done, the things that she’d said . . . Bonnie wanted to be fair, but she wasn’t sure she could forgive Sue. Not for any of it.
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In this age of spells and boredom, of betrayal and revenge, of lust most carnal and love most pure, there are
several paths to the state of becoming a beast cursed with the ability to speak and reason.
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