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|  | | born wolf . . DIE WOLF The Last Rampage of the Terrible Harpes
The fictionalized account of the Terrible Harpe brothers, America's first serial killers, who, in 1799, cut a bloody path through the settlements of Kentucky and Tennessee.
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The first time Susan Roberts ever saw Micajah Harpe was when he bounded through the door of the cabin and confronted Jeremiah Massie! From that day forward there existed a bond between the two of them that nothing would ever breech! Neither time nor distance mattered! Though they were separated more than once in the years that followed, Susan always found her way back to Micajah. She knew he would return for her, should they be parted, no matter what else happened. If Micajah said go, Susan went, if he said stay, she stayed, and if he said he'd be back for her, then he'd be ba | |  | | Resurrection: Rebirth of the Terrible Harpes
The birth of a first born Harpe son in 2006 awakens the DarkWolf, who sends enough enegery back to our world to allow the spirits of Micajah and Wiley to return. Seeking the Harpe Amulet and the child, the Harpe's rampage along the same paths they did 200 years ago.
In 1968, two hundred years to the day from the day Micajah Harpe was born, another firstborn Harpe child drew his first breath. He was Odell’s child, and they named him James William Harp, and called him Billy. When he was born the eyes of the Wolf snapped wide open. The blue flame danced in all its wild fury, and the hunger inside his belly grew to gigantic proportions. The Wolf had no doubts. This child was the one. He was the Harpe, the chosen, and he had finally returned. Soon would the boy know the hunger, even as the Wolf had known it for the past two hundred years.
As Billy grew, | |  | | The Last of the South Town Rinky Dinks
Life in a small southern town in the late forties and early fifties, as seen through the eyes of the kids who lived there.
They called us the Rinky Dinks, and believe me, it wasn't a term of endearment. But we got by, and we all manaaged to finally leave South Town. Now that we're older, we realize that we didn't leave it behind, we took it with us, and the friendships that we knew there have lasted throughout the years. |
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No More Crying Angels
by MORGAN ST. JAMES
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 TRUE STORY. Bella survived an abusive powerbroker father with organized crime ties, a drug-addicted mother and a physically/sexually abusive brother. Shocking & inspirational. When she couldn't cry, she tattooed a crying angel to cry for her. |
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From the Ashes
by Paul Lonardo
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 On February 20, 2003, pyrotechnics at a rock club in West Warwick, RI set off a devastating fire that roared through the crowded club, killing 100 people and injuring hundreds more. Gina Russo was one of the survivors, and she retells her harrowing e |
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