Fawcett Gold Medal Book

/ WAS in deep sleep, alone aboard my houseboat, alone in the half acre of bed, alone in a sweaty dream of chase, fear, and monstrous predators. A shot rang off steel bars. Another. I came bursting up out of sleep to hear the secretive sound of the little bell which rings at my bedside when anyone...

WAS in deep sleep, alone aboard my houseboat, alone in the half acre of bed, alone in a sweaty dream of chase, fear, and monstrous predators. A shot rang off steel bars. Another. I came bursting up out of sleep to hear the secretive sound of the little bell which rings at my bedside when anyone...

oneWhat I really hate is buying gifts for teachers. Between the teachers at her day school, and her piano teacher, and the prima donna who runs her ballet classes, I don't have time to shop for presents for the family."' 'And the gymnastic instructor, and their tutors I know exactly what you...

CHAPTER one The scream stirred the cloying air in the straw-thatched cottage. A brown-robed priest smoothed the damp, straggly hair back from the young woman's forehead. The mounded stomach beneath the woman's course, homespun skirt heaved with its effort to eject the fetus. The aged priest...

7th of September, 1772 She said her name was Claudine and that she had turned fifteen last month. Oh dear sweet God, the beauty of this young girl! That body! Those long, gracefiil limbs! Her breasts, white and pure like breaJrfast cream. The aroma of her skin, so damp and pungent. I sit for...