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Granny Grump Well and Goody

Amateur detective along the lines of Miss Marple by Pat Lendennie Published on: 7. July 2009
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When did it get so hot, she asked herself, removing an old red rag she kept tucked in the waistband of her ankle-length denim skirt and swiping it across her forehead. Sweat and dirt had pasted her sleeveless white cotton blouse to her body, and clammy wetness ran in cold streams down her back. Her silver hair lay hot and damp around her face and neck. She pushed up the brim of the straw hat she wore on her head, and peered up at the cloudless blue sky. More...

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Johnny Come Lately

In Johnny's world, the one in his head, he wasn't Johnny Kilsner, all american boy anymore, but Johnny Sixkiller, defender of the faith, personal assassin for his people, the forgotten people of the streets. by Brian Boyer Published on: 22. February 2009
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''JOHNNY COME LATELY'' 

                      I'd been tracking Johnny Sixkiller off and on for almost three months now.

Johnny was a vietnam vet who'd come back home a little worse for wear, just one of the many ''out of country'' vets who'd come back home wearing a prosthetic limb or a cheap medal pinned to their chest. More...

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The Pitch

(Cert: PG) by Erik J. Eggers Published on: 9. February 2009
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“Bang,” Phil says.

His regal thumb and forefinger mimic the shape of a pistol.  He snaps his empty hand away from Steve’s forehead with imaginary recoil.  Diamonds on his ring reflect the fluorescent lighting like a miniature disco ball.  Phil smiles as Steve’s body crumbles to the floor.

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Legacy of Shame

(Cert: R-Adult) by RLMSJim Published on: 8. February 2009
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(The Author wishes to informed of any known publications of this work as it was sold by another website to a 3rd party without permission. The author wishes to find out the identity of the 3rd party.)

Part I: A Savage and Despicable Man

Ever since he had seen his ex-wife that terrible last time, his performance in bed had been less than spectacular. In fact, he often couldn't even maintain an erection long enough to complete intercourse. His doctor had told him hisMore...

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One Eyed Jack

(Cert: G) by Chris Lynch Published on: 8. January 2009
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I make my living by keeping secrets.
Actually, I make it by letting others keep theirs.
 That’s right, I’m that guy: the extortionist, the blackmailer, the shakedown artist – call me whatever you want. And if some pious elder of a church doesn’t want the congregation to know that he frequents adult bookstores in his spare time – they won’t…as long as he keeps paying. Or if someone More...

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Mistakes Were Made

(Cert: PG) by Luke Jackson Published on: 7. February 2007
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Pink and purplish neon strobed over the black parking lot. Occasionally a guy would go up to the club door, either a furtive loner with hands deep in his pockets or a group of shitfaced guys laughing and braying. I wanted them to get lost; I fingered the sweaty trigger of my revolver, hands trembling slightly. More...

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The Fragrance of Charlie

(Cert: PG) by Helen Montgomery Published on: 18. February 2006
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October leaves crackled across the road, driven by a chill autumn wind. Nick Winslow angled his four-by-four through yet another roadside pile of leaves. They exploded aloft like dervishes in his Bronco's slipstream. Whooping like a teen-aged boy on spring break in Fort Lauderdale, he watched the results of this minor vandalism in his rearview mirror. Leaves swirled down, re-cluttering the yard that had been so meticulously cleared of them. More...

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The Perfect Crime

(Cert: PG) by Norman A. Rubin Published on: 11. November 2004
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The cry of the newpaper vendor was heard through the street as he called out the headlines of the printed pages, "Parkland murderer hanged, read all about it!" Dr. Jolyson Briggs stopped in his brisk pace and exchanged the coin for a copy of the tabloid. He glanced at the printed words, which told of a gruesome murder ending in the punishment of the perpetrator. More...

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Last Whistle Stop

(Cert: PG) by Ed Lynskey Published on: 31. March 2004
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(A PI Sharon Knowles Mystery)

As Woodrow Underwood, 76, left the men’s room, he gazed over but failed to spot his older brother, Clyde. Blinking, he looked harder. No, Clyde was gone. Stirrings of fear revved up his heart pulse. He hurried over to their corner table, hips bumping the chairs of annoyed lunchtime diners. More...

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