CHAPTER I A SUMMER IN THE SADDLE "Hello, hello! Oh, what is the matter with central!" The dark-haired, pink-cheeked girl at the telephone jiggled the receiver impatiently while a straight line of impatience marred her pretty mouth. "Oh dear, oh dear!" "At last! Is that you, Mollie Billette? I've been trying to get you for the last half hour. What's that? You've been home all morning twiddling your thumbs and wondering what to do with yourself? Of course! I knew it was central's fault all the time! Now listen! Goodness, what are you having over at your house? A jazz dance or something? I can hardly hear you speak for the noise." "No, it isn't a dance," came back Mollie's voice wearily from the other end of the wire. "It's just the twins. They want to talk to you. Hold the wire a minute while I shut them in the other room." Followed a silence during which Betty Nelson could distinctly hear the wails of Mollie's little brother and sister as they were ushered forcibly into an adjoining room. Then Mollie's voice again at the phone. "Hello," she said. "Still there, Betty? Guess I can hear you a little better now. Mother's out, and I've been taking care of the twins. Just rescued the cat from being dumped head down in the flour barrel." "Sounds natural," laughed the dark-haired, pink-cheeked one, as she visualized Mollie's little brother and sister, Dodo and Paul. They were twins, and always in trouble. "Anything special you called up about?" asked Mollie's voice from the other end of the wire. "Want to go for a ride or something?" "Not the kind of ride you mean," said the brown-eyed, pink-cheeked one, with a knowing little smile on her lips. At the lilt in her voice Mollie, at her end of the wire, sat up and stared inquiringly into the black mouth of the telephone. "Betty," she said hopefully, "you are hiding something from me. You have something up your sleeve." "You're right and wrong," giggled Betty. "I'm hiding something from you, but I can't get it up my sleeve, it's too big!" "Hurry up!" commanded Mollie in terrific accents. "Are you going to tell me what's on your mind, Betty Nelson?" "When will you be around?" countered Betty. "In five minutes." "Good!" "Betty, wait! Is it good news?" "The best ever," and Betty rang off. She twinkled at the telephone for a minute, then called another number. "That you, Gracie?" The fair-haired, tall, and very graceful girl at the other end of the wire acknowledged that it was. "Please suggest something interesting, Betty," she added plaintively, as she took a chocolate from the ever-present candy box and nibbled on it discontentedly. "I woke up with the most awful attack of the blues this morning." "What, with a whole summer full of blessed idleness before you?" mocked Betty. "Too much idleness," grumbled Grace. "That's the trouble." "Enter," said Betty drolly, "Doctor Elizabeth Nelson." Grace digested this remark for a moment, staring at the telephone in much the same manner as Mollie had done a few minutes before. Then she swallowed the last of her chocolate in such haste that it almost choked her....

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Charles Austin Fosdick (September 6, 1842 – August 22, 1915), better known by his nom de plume Harry Castlemon, was a prolific writer of juvenile stories and novels, intended mainly for boys. He served in the Union Navy from 1862 to 1865, during the American Civil War, acting as the receiver and superintendent of coal for the Mississippi River Squadron. Fosdick had begun to write as a teenager, and drew on his experiences serving in the Navy in such early novels as Frank on a Gunboat (1864) and Frank on the Lower Mississippi (1867). He soon became the most-read author for boys in the post-Civil War era, the golden age of children's literature. Fosdick once remarked that: "Boys don't like fine literature. What they want is adventure, and the more of it you can get in two-hundred-fifty pages of manuscript, the better fellow you are." Fosdick served up a lot of adventure in such popular book series as the Gunboat Series, the Rocky Mountain Series, the Roughing It Series, the Sportsman's Club Series, and The Steel Horse, or the Rambles of a Bicycle.

In the eternal battle between light and dark, the time may come when there will be no more daybreak.In this anthropomorphic fable from science fiction author Gareth Jones, the Masters of Night engage in an endless battle with the Bringers of Dawn. In the eternal battle between light and dark, the time may come when there will be no more daybreak.

"Have you got something good? Then put the basket down and go along home!" This was one usual greeting from old Mahlmann when we brought him provisions. He was very old, and rarely out of his bed, only now and then on warm summer days he sat on the bench before his tiny cottage and basked in the sun. If a painter had ever strayed to our uninteresting little town he would certainly have put old Mahlmann's characteristic head on his canvas. He had a clever old face with a firm mouth and glittering eyes whose expression was so sombre and at the same time observant that we children imagined old Mahlmann was different from other people. And indeed so he was. To begin with he never thanked anyone for bringing him food; in fact he criticized freely the benefits he received. If one brought what was not to his liking, he would say: "Go home and tell your mother old Mahlmann is not a waste-tub where you throw what's not fit to eat. You needn't come again either!"

In this short story, thieves are coming to steal a planet’s last chance for survival. Only one guardian remains to stop them.An entire people sleep until their dying solar system can be resurrected. Only one guardian remains. When thieves arrive to steal the planet’s last chance for survival, can they be stopped?

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In this sequel to The Sword of Bedwyr, the Crimson Shadow must rouse the peasants and fierce tribes of Eriador to fight the demonic Wizard-King Greensparrow's bloodthirsty warriors and save their beloved city of Caer MacDonald.

He's in love with a special woman. She just wants her dream job. Neither counted on the electricity that snapped between them. Not the typical romance story, this one revolves around a fictional small County Sheriff's Office in rural Arkansas complete with a shoot out with a bad guy. The "happy ever after" is uncertain for these two, but they have a reason to try.He's in love with a special woman. She just wants her dream job. Neither counted on the electricity that snapped between them. Not the typical romance story, this one revolves around a fictional small County Sheriff's Office in rural Arkansas complete with a shoot out with a bad guy. They each experience joy, loss, and major life changes. The "happy ever after" is uncertain for these two, but they have a reason to try.

Thrust naked and helpless at the moment of his death into a world he thinks is hell, a Turkish warrior chieftain discovers that this world, which is a strange recreation of his own, is inhabited by a race of humans known as Galactics. Reissue.

This is a story of how things could be rather than how they are. This is a glimpse of how a handful of individuals, managed not to succumb to their intellect, but to strive to live their lives as man meant too. This is a story of un-masticated food for thought.The Teacher was willing to share his anxieties and knowledge with the world, but instead they prosecuted him for a crime he never committed. They managed to pursuit him up to The International Court of Justice in The Hague, only to find themselves on the receiving end, after it turned into a boomerang that hit them hard and brought their downfall. Only a handful of individuals managed to overcome this unleashed blind rage, this unjustified anger and by their actions, unknowingly they distinguished themselves from the rest by behaving as man ought too, as spiritual alert human beings.

There is a new kind of species called Whisperers; Wisps for short. Though they're different they are very much like every other human-minus the super natural abilities of course. But there is someone out there kidnapping and killing fellow Whisperers. Can the characters put their personal issues behind in order to get to the bottom of this? Or will they have to sacrifice one secret for another?In this story you will be introduced to a new kind of species called Whisperers; Wisps for short. Though they're different they are very much like every other human-minus the super natural abilities of course. All of the characters in the story have their own story to tell. They all have connections, some have better connections than others but they don't yet know that there's something connecting them all to each other--> a case about a man and, or woman kidnapping and killing fellow Whisperers. Can they put their personal issues behind in order to get to the bottom of this? Or will they have to sacrifice one secret for another?You have to be in a dark place to want to find the light and all of these characters are there in that dark place, some need the light and others won't let them-selves have it. They think they know what they need but they don’t, they just know what they want. We don’t always get what we want though. Everyone serves an important purpose; they’re all here for a reason they just have to find out what the reason is. Soon, soon this world they live in won't be so barren, so without life, so...meaningless. Soon they'll find purpose.

It is a dangerous game Heather must play to outsmart a power-hungry wizard. But with each choice more impossible than the last, and promises made that can't be kept, it seems the only choice left is to make her escape. Starting over, she fears, is asking too much while a past waits unfinished. A world of magic can't be left behind and eventually Heather must make the hardest choice of all.Immortals tend to think they know a little more...make that a lot more...than anyone else. Married to one of the immortal High Council members, Heather knows more than most it's hard to tell immortals they have a bad idea. She'd already tried and failed to stop the High Council's locket collection idea. Now, on the eve of the Grand Opening of the Guardians' new school, she and her fellow time traveling Guardians search for the children who, without a locket to guide them back, find themselves lost when they accidentally teleport into the world. Could the day get any worse? It does. A betrayal and a sinister plan involving the lockets unfolds to fracture her world. Heather, with a sole surviving locket, suddenly holds the fate of the Guardians, and even the life of her immortal husband, in her hands. Under constant watch by a power-hungry wizard who has decided to create a new Order of Guardians at the Castle, it is a dangerous game she must play to outsmart him. But with each choice more impossible than the last, and promises made that can't be kept, it seems the only choice left is to make her escape. Starting over, she fears, is asking too much while a past waits unfinished. A world of magic can't be left behind and eventually Heather must make the hardest choice of all.

One of the Grand Masters of SCi-Fi relates tales of the early days of the genre becoming important.

Maxim Gorky, pseudonym of Alexei Maksimovich Peshkov, Soviet novelist, playwright and essayist, who was a founder of social realism. Although known principally as a writer, he was closely associated with the tumultuous revolutionary period of his own country. The Mother, one of his best-known works, is the story of the radicalization of an uneducated woman that was later taken as a model for the Socialist Realist novel, and his autobiographical masterpiece Childhood.

A story of love, loss, and moving on. Two lovers find themselves torn apart as one of them becomes sick. After the death of her girlfriend, the other girl is left to move on and pick up the pieces of her broken heart.Told in past and present, Dandelion Wishes follows the story of two lovers, one who is ill and dies, and one who is left behind. While coping with her loss, Joy must pick up the pieces, while remembering Darcy and their best moments together. Joy learns more about Darcy, while struggling to keep herself together. Written in poetic verse, and in the form of an informal letter.

Opening in 1936, the Zion Covenant series tells the courageous and compelling stories of those who risk everything to stand against the growing tide of Nazi terrorism that is sweeping through central Europe under the dangerous and deceitful guise of Hitler's Third Reich. A new study guide is included in each book.

A short story about selfish parents and the consequences as told through their son's eyes.When suspicious incidents begin rattling North America, it doesn't take long for the authorities to realize that something supernatural is happening. To solve the problem, though, they'll have to ask for help from Maywitch - the organization of mages tasked with keeping their peers in check. Kay Adamis, a young witch struggling through college, doesn't complain too much when Maywitch drafts her. She's a decent firecaster who's better at magic than studying, and since her parents aren't around, she could use some help paying her bills. But nobody warned her that the casualties were quietly mounting after months of magical unrest and resulting cover-ups. Demon-summoners and necromancers lurk in the shadows, and some of them seem to be banding together - with potentially dire consequences. With Maywitch's enemies growing stronger every day, Kay has to learn to trust her new companions and herself while rooting out the cause of the chaos unfolding around them.Content Note: Recommended for ages 15+ due to violence and profanity.