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What are you doing?” he repeated ferociously.His grip was hurting her.”I’m throwing the water bag down there,” Maggiesaid. But she was thinking, He’s so strong. Stronger than anybody I’ve ever…

Maggie could have made it to the path aboveif she’d been by herself. It was an easy climb, thirdlevel at most. But she wasn’t alone. And there was no way…

Corruption is a serious issue that affects the judicial process in most parts of the world. This refers to the unfair justice systems that are manipulated by the senior officials…

Because there’s no point. She’s as good as dead already.” Jeanne’s expression was as hard andclosedas it had been in the beginning.”But – ” “Can’t you see? She’d slow us…

A Streetcar Named Desire is a play written by American playwright Tennessee Williams in 1947. The action of the play takes place after World War II (in the 1940s), in…

Maggie woke slowly.And painfully. I must be sick, she thought. It was the only explanation for the way she felt. Her bodywas heavy and achy, her head was throbbing, and…

Maggie was dreaming. She knew she was dreaming, and that was strange enough, but what was even stranger was the fact that she knew it wasn’tan ordinary dream.This was something…that…

Sir Philip Sidney was born in November, 1554 to Sir Henry Sidney and Mary Dudley and died in October 1586. Many scholars regarded Sidney as the consummate Renaissance man and…

It was raining, of course. Not a terrible storm, justa steady spitting patter that Maggie hardly noticed.It plastered her hair down but it also concealed thenoise of her steps.And the…

Beside her, Jake growled again, but Maggie only heard it distantly. No one else even lookedtoward them.I can’t believe how well I’m taking this, Maggiethought. Something’s wrong with me. I’m…

Maggie Neely woke up to the sound of her mother screaming.She’d gone to bed as usual, with Jake the GreatDane sprawled heavily across her feet and the threecats jockeying for…

Jez heard herself scream, but only faintly.There was a roaring in her ears as if the BART train was coming at her again. And a pain that engulfed her whole…

Morgead’s entire body jerked once and then went absolutely still. As if he’d been turned to stone. Theonly thing alive about him was his eyes, which were staring at Jez…

I am not,” Claire said.”Yeah, you are,” Jez said, still gently, as if humoring a child. “I am not.” “You don’t even know what it is.” Jez looked at Hugh….

Jez recognized them immediately-not the individuals, but the type. They were ‘wolves, and they werethugs. Somebody’s hired muscle. She didn’t have her stick, but she didn’t need it. She could…

Did you have trouble getting away?” Hugh saidIt was the next morning, a very different sort of day from yesterday. The sky was overcast and the air was heavy. Everyone…

The kiss was warm and sweet. Not frightening. Jez felt herself relax in Morgead’s arms before she knewwhat she was doing. His heart was beating so fast against hers. She…

Jez kept one hand on the kid as they walked up the stairs under the dirty fluorescent bulbs. She couldonly imagine what Iona must be thinking as they shepherded her…

Hey, Morgead!” the voice was shouting even as the door went slamming and crashing open, stickingevery few inches because it was old and warped and didn’t fit the frame anymore….

Jez held herself perfectly still, keeping her face expressionless. Her mind was clicking through strategies.Two exits-but to go out the window meant a three-story drop, and she probably wouldn’t survive…