leah86 Posted June 15, 2009 Share Posted June 15, 2009 "If you really want to hear about it, the first thing you'll probably want to know is where I was born,and what my lousy childhood was like,and how my parents were occupied and all before they had me,and all that David Copperfield kind of ****,but I don't feel like going into it,if you want to know the truth." - The Catcher In The Rye by J.D Salinger. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Charm Posted June 15, 2009 Share Posted June 15, 2009 She came here to lay flowers at the place where the boy died and the girl was kidnapped. The Empty Chair by Jeffrey Deaver Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Heather Posted June 15, 2009 Share Posted June 15, 2009 When Edward Carney said good-bye to his wife, Percey, he never thought it would be the last time he'd see her. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Charm Posted June 15, 2009 Share Posted June 15, 2009 When Edward Carney said good-bye to his wife, Percey, he never thought it would be the last time he'd see her. Oh I think you'll like this Heather Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Charm Posted June 21, 2009 Share Posted June 21, 2009 Avery Chauvin drew her rented SUV to a stop in front of Rauche's Dry Goods store and stepped out. In Silence ~by~ Erica Spindler Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
chesilbeach Posted June 21, 2009 Share Posted June 21, 2009 It was hora undecima, the eleventh hour, and the sprawling city was bathed by the red glow of sunset. The Forgotten Legion by Ben Kane Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ceinwenn Posted June 21, 2009 Share Posted June 21, 2009 Suicide bombers are easy to spot. - Gone Tomorrow by Lee Child Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Suzanna Addison Posted June 21, 2009 Share Posted June 21, 2009 You must know that, despite all else I am, I am of the People. Black Ships: Jo Graham. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kylie Posted June 21, 2009 Share Posted June 21, 2009 There's a divinity that shapes our ends. The Man with Two Left Feet by PG Wodehouse Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BookJumper Posted June 22, 2009 Share Posted June 22, 2009 There's a divinity that shapes our ends. The Man with Two Left Feet by PG Wodehouse HAMLET ACT FIVE, SCENE TWO ! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SweetiiPie85 Posted June 22, 2009 Share Posted June 22, 2009 I am doomed to remember a boy with a wrecked voice - not because of his voice, or because he was the smallest person I ever knew, or even because he was the instrument of my mother's death, but because he is the reason I believe in God; I am a Christian because of Owen Meany. A Prayer for Owen Meany by John Irving. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
RCee Posted June 22, 2009 Share Posted June 22, 2009 Most days I wish I was a British Pound instead of an Africa Girl. The Other Hand - Chris Cleave. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
lexiepiper Posted June 22, 2009 Share Posted June 22, 2009 IT remembered a sense of surprise, and then falling, but that was all. Jeff Lindsay - Dexter In The Dark Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
green Posted June 27, 2009 Share Posted June 27, 2009 'So it's settled then,we bury her alive in the iron bridle.' Company Of Liars by Karen Maitland Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Stephanie2008 Posted June 27, 2009 Share Posted June 27, 2009 "Dear You, Hello" Dear Fatty by Dawn French. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
chrysalis_stage Posted June 27, 2009 Share Posted June 27, 2009 This is the bright candlelit room where the lifetimers are stored - shelf upon shelf of them, squat hourglass, one for every living person, pouring their fine sand from the future into the past. Mort - Terry Pratchett Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Charm Posted June 27, 2009 Share Posted June 27, 2009 "COME ON", SAVANNAH WHISPERED, TUGGING THE young man's hand. Haunted ~by~ Kelley Armstrong. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Charm Posted June 29, 2009 Share Posted June 29, 2009 CLAYTON DOESN'T DO 'UNOBTRUSIVE' WELL. Broken by Kelley Armstrong. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Suzanna Addison Posted June 30, 2009 Share Posted June 30, 2009 This is where the dragons went. Guards! Guards! Terry Pratchett Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rosalind Posted June 30, 2009 Share Posted June 30, 2009 The family of Dashwood had been long settled in Sussex. Sense & Sensibility - Jane Austen Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Inver Posted June 30, 2009 Share Posted June 30, 2009 'When I was child, I had a lot of toys; my parents were rich and could afford them, I suppose, even in those days, but the one which I always remembered was the train.' The Evil Seed ~ Joanne Harris Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Charm Posted July 1, 2009 Share Posted July 1, 2009 I'D NEVER GIVEN MUCH THOUGHT TO HOW I WOULD DIE - though I'd had reason enough in the last few months - but even if I had, I would not have imagined it like this. Twilight by Stephenie Meyer Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ben Posted July 2, 2009 Share Posted July 2, 2009 Later, when it was over, he cast his thoughts back to that sun-struck May day in Cambridge - where it had all begun - and asked himself whether he would have done anything differently, knowing what he did now. The Savage Garden. - Mark Mills. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Heather Posted July 2, 2009 Share Posted July 2, 2009 The battered white van made had her uneasy. THe Blue Nowhere~Jeffery Deaver Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
RCee Posted July 3, 2009 Share Posted July 3, 2009 (edited) He woke up in a bad way. The Snack Thief - Andrea Camilleri Edited July 5, 2009 by RCee Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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