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Sweet Poison: A Jane Lawless Mystery»rank: 39306par: Ellen Hart
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Crimson Spell Volume 2»rank: 11299par: Ayano Yamane
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Aftershock»rank: 29281par: K.G. Macgregor
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The Rainbow Cedar»rank: 17312par: Gerri Hill
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Word of Honor»rank: 18269par: Radclyffe
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Iron John: A Book About Men»rank: 41494par: Robert Bly
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The Broken H»rank: 32107par: J. L. Langley
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Tipping The Velvet»rank: 32045par: Sarah Waters
Chroniques et points de vue:From :The heroine of Sarah Waters's audacious first novel knows her destiny, and seems content with it. Her place is in her father's seaside restaurant, shucking shellfish and stirring soup, singing all the while. 'Although l didn't long believe the story told to me by Mother--that they had found me as a baby in an oyster-shell, and a greedy customer had almost eaten me for lunch--for eighteen years l never doubted my own oysterish sympathies, never looked far beyond my father's kitchen for occupation, or for love.' At night Nancy ... |
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Marked»rank: 60942par: Joely Skye
Chroniques et points de vue:From :The heroine of Sarah Waters's audacious first novel knows her destiny, and seems content with it. Her place is in her father's seaside restaurant, shucking shellfish and stirring soup, singing all the while. 'Although l didn't long believe the story told to me by Mother--that they had found me as a baby in an oyster-shell, and a greedy customer had almost eaten me for lunch--for eighteen years l never doubted my own oysterish sympathies, never looked far beyond my father's kitchen for occupation, or for love.' At night Nancy ... |
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Beautiful Journey»rank: 61339par: Kenna White
Chroniques et points de vue:From :The heroine of Sarah Waters's audacious first novel knows her destiny, and seems content with it. Her place is in her father's seaside restaurant, shucking shellfish and stirring soup, singing all the while. 'Although l didn't long believe the story told to me by Mother--that they had found me as a baby in an oyster-shell, and a greedy customer had almost eaten me for lunch--for eighteen years l never doubted my own oysterish sympathies, never looked far beyond my father's kitchen for occupation, or for love.' At night Nancy ... |