Rawr Posted March 28, 2009 Posted March 28, 2009 (He claimed to be a real werewolf. That is pretty strange! 'I was sick - sick unto death with that long agony; and when they at length unbound me, and i was permitted to sit, I felt that my senses were leaving me.' - The Pit and the Pendulum, Edgar Allen Poe.
Stephanie2008 Posted March 29, 2009 Posted March 29, 2009 "Last night I told Ludo I was leaving him, after seventeen years together, twelve years of marriage" - Growing Up Again by Catriona McCloud.
chesilbeach Posted March 29, 2009 Posted March 29, 2009 "Widowed, in the house her husband had built with day and night nurseries and a music-room, as if the children would stay there for ever, instead of marrying and going off at the earliest possible moment, old Mrs North yielded one day to a long-felt desire to provide herself with company." Someone at a Distance by Dorothy Whipple
lexiepiper Posted March 29, 2009 Posted March 29, 2009 I didn't like Clyde Nunley the first time I met him face-to-face in the old cemetery. Charlaine Harris - Grave Surprise
Lucybird Posted March 29, 2009 Posted March 29, 2009 "I have been arrested. For winning a quiz show." Q&A- Vikas Swarup
Rawr Posted March 30, 2009 Posted March 30, 2009 '3 May. Bistritz — Left Munich at 8.35 P.M. on 1st May, arriving at Vienna early next morning; should have arrived at 6.46, but train was an hour late.' - Dracula, Bram Stoker
paperplane Posted March 30, 2009 Posted March 30, 2009 Ohh was just about to post that above, I see we're both reading Dracula!
Kylie Posted March 30, 2009 Posted March 30, 2009 'I was sick - sick unto death with that long agony; and when they at length unbound me, and i was permitted to sit, I felt that my senses were leaving me.' - The Pit and the Pendulum, Edgar Allen Poe. Ah, the only short story of EAP's that I've read so far, and I loved it!
frankie Posted March 30, 2009 Posted March 30, 2009 I hate my life. Katherine Applegate - Summer Can't Choose (blast from the past, I read this when I was in my teens)
Janet Posted March 30, 2009 Posted March 30, 2009 " 'I'm not going to bed,' said John - which startled his wife." Peter Pan in Scarlet by Geraldine McCaughrean
frankie Posted March 30, 2009 Posted March 30, 2009 This is a story about a man named Eddie and it begins at the end, with Eddie dying in the sun. Mitch Albom: The Five People You Meet in Heaven
lexiepiper Posted March 30, 2009 Posted March 30, 2009 The eastern seaboard is crammed with dead people. Charlaine Harris - An Ice Cold Grave
Fionen Posted March 31, 2009 Posted March 31, 2009 She said her name was Alison Simms. Whispers and Lies - Joy Fielding
Scarlette Posted March 31, 2009 Posted March 31, 2009 There was a hand in the darkness, and it held a knife. - The Graveyard Book, Neil Gaiman.
chesilbeach Posted March 31, 2009 Posted March 31, 2009 Gertrude's house was pink. The Sea House - Esther Freud
Fionen Posted April 1, 2009 Posted April 1, 2009 Leaden, self-important silence isolated the chief surgeon's office from the clamor of the hospital and the clangor of the street outside. The Serpent's Shadow - Mercedes Lackey
Jo-Bridge Posted April 3, 2009 Posted April 3, 2009 "In eighteenth century France there was a man who was one of the most gifted and abominable personages in an era that knew no lack of gifted and abominable personages" Perfume- Patrick Suskind
chrysalis_stage Posted April 3, 2009 Posted April 3, 2009 The sun was already sinking into the deep green of the hills to the west of the valley, the red and gray-pink of its shadows touching the corners of the land, when Flick Ohmsford began his decent. Terry Brooks - The sword of the Shannara (Book 1 Shannara Trilogy)
Ceinwenn Posted April 3, 2009 Posted April 3, 2009 Having spent the last ten years working for this airline, you'd have thought I'd have a better parking spot by now. ~ Air Babylon by Imogen Edwards-Jones
lexiepiper Posted April 4, 2009 Posted April 4, 2009 It happened every year, was almost a ritual. The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo ~ Stieg Larsson Giving this one another shot
chesilbeach Posted April 4, 2009 Posted April 4, 2009 The old farm was a mess. Sacred Sierra - Jason Webster
pipread Posted April 4, 2009 Posted April 4, 2009 The girl`s hair looked silky. He longed to feel it against his fingers and cursed the latex gloves, the necessity that he wear them. Copycat ~ Erica Spindler.
Heather Posted April 4, 2009 Posted April 4, 2009 The street was dark as they entered the boaredup building: scrff wee shites in their tatty jeans and hooded tops. Dying Light~Stuart MacBride
Lucybird Posted April 4, 2009 Posted April 4, 2009 I'm not the sort of man who goes to prostitutes A Partisan's Daughter- Louis de Bernieres
Nollaig Posted April 4, 2009 Posted April 4, 2009 "No one who had ever seen Catherine Morlan in her infancy would have supposed her born to be a heroine." - Northanger Abbey, Jane Austen.
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