The Man With the Golden Torc by Simon R. Green
Book 1 of the Secret History series
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The name's Bond. Shaman Bond.
Actually, that's just my cover. I'm Eddie Drood. But when your job includes a license to kick supernatural arse on a regular basis, you find your laughs where you can.
For centuries, my family has been the secret guardian of humanity, all that stands between all of you and all of the really nasty things that go bump in the night. As a Drood field agent I wore the golden torc, killed monsters, and I protected the world. I loved my job.
Right up to the point when my own family declared me rogue for no reason, and I was forced to go on the run. Now the only people who can help me prove my innocence are the people I used to consider my enemies.
I'm Shaman Bond, very secret agent. And I'm going to prove to everyone that no one does it better than me.
Tuesday 17 November 2009
Over Her Dead Body - E.C. Sheedy
Over Her Dead Body by E.C. Sheedy
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Some secrets... are worth killing for... Again and again...
Everyone knows that Mary Weaver is a saint. All her life she's been the guiding force behind Mayday House, a refuge for women in need. But on this dark night, she is haunted by memories from another time. Lies. Betrayals. Murder. Evil. She will not die without confessing her sins, without telling the truth. She will make three last phone calls, and if she awakens sleeping dragons, so be it...
Gus Hammond's job is simple. Now that the old lady Weaver is dead, he is to go to Erinville, Washington, and shut down her dilapidated old mission. But he hadn't counted on Keeley Farrell - he hadn't counted on wanting her. Born and raised at Mayday House, Keeley has come back to continue Mary's work and discover truths about her own life - truths that lie buried somewhere in the jumble of files deep inside Mayday House...
Terrible things have happened at Mayday House. Sins that some want buried forever... sins that someone would kill to hide. Now, Gus has a new reason to get Keeley free of Mayday House. For a dying woman's last act has ignited a deadly fuse, one that leads back to this very house and Keeley herself... a woman he can't lose.
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Some secrets... are worth killing for... Again and again...
Everyone knows that Mary Weaver is a saint. All her life she's been the guiding force behind Mayday House, a refuge for women in need. But on this dark night, she is haunted by memories from another time. Lies. Betrayals. Murder. Evil. She will not die without confessing her sins, without telling the truth. She will make three last phone calls, and if she awakens sleeping dragons, so be it...
Gus Hammond's job is simple. Now that the old lady Weaver is dead, he is to go to Erinville, Washington, and shut down her dilapidated old mission. But he hadn't counted on Keeley Farrell - he hadn't counted on wanting her. Born and raised at Mayday House, Keeley has come back to continue Mary's work and discover truths about her own life - truths that lie buried somewhere in the jumble of files deep inside Mayday House...
Terrible things have happened at Mayday House. Sins that some want buried forever... sins that someone would kill to hide. Now, Gus has a new reason to get Keeley free of Mayday House. For a dying woman's last act has ignited a deadly fuse, one that leads back to this very house and Keeley herself... a woman he can't lose.
Improper English - Katie MacAlister
Improper English by Katie MacAlister
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London on Three Kisses a Day
Brandishing a loaf of French bread at a dishy detective wasn't how Alexandra Freemar had envisioned starting her stay in London. But the sassy American wasn't about to put up with any flak from the uptight - albeit gorgeous - Scotland Yard inspector who accused her of breaking and entering. She didn't have time to deal with this suspicious upstairs neighbour. She had two months to write the perfect romance novel - two months to prove that she could succeed as an author.
Luckily, reserved Englishmen were not her cup of tea. Yet, one kiss told her Alexander Black might not be quite as proper as she'd thought. In fact, his lips could be classified as downright wicked, leaving Alix to wonder how far his talents extended. There was only one snag: The serious-minded gentleman wasn't interested in a mere summer fling. And while as a writer Alix knew every imaginable euphemism for the male member, as a woman she soon realized she had a lot to learn about love.
MY Version:
To be written later. in short - woman was bloody annoying and insecure, but pulls herself together in the end.
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London on Three Kisses a Day
Brandishing a loaf of French bread at a dishy detective wasn't how Alexandra Freemar had envisioned starting her stay in London. But the sassy American wasn't about to put up with any flak from the uptight - albeit gorgeous - Scotland Yard inspector who accused her of breaking and entering. She didn't have time to deal with this suspicious upstairs neighbour. She had two months to write the perfect romance novel - two months to prove that she could succeed as an author.
Luckily, reserved Englishmen were not her cup of tea. Yet, one kiss told her Alexander Black might not be quite as proper as she'd thought. In fact, his lips could be classified as downright wicked, leaving Alix to wonder how far his talents extended. There was only one snag: The serious-minded gentleman wasn't interested in a mere summer fling. And while as a writer Alix knew every imaginable euphemism for the male member, as a woman she soon realized she had a lot to learn about love.
MY Version:
To be written later. in short - woman was bloody annoying and insecure, but pulls herself together in the end.
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