Monday’s First Sentence ~ Ninth House
By the time Alex managed to get the blood out of her good wool coat, it was too warm to wear it.
By the time Alex managed to get the blood out of her good wool coat, it was too warm to wear it.
By the time Alex managed to get the blood out of her good wool coat, it was too warm to wear it.
Monday’s First Sentence ~ By Any Means Necessary
There is a special kind of hell for people who wait to open their official-looking mail.
Monday’s First Sentence ~ A Human Stain
Peter’s little French nursemaid was just the type of rosy young thing Helen liked, but there was something strange about her mouth.
Monday’s First Sentence ~ The Harrowing
The memorial was buried deep in an oak grove in the heart of campus.
Monday’s First Sentence ~ April Fools
Later, when Belinda thought about that horrible night, she could think of a hundred “if only’s” that might have made things turn out differently.
Monday’s First Sentence ~ The Lights
Before the horror that was my darkest Christmas, the lights were a welcome sight.
Monday’s First Sentence ~ The Mysterious Benedict Society and the Riddle of Ages
In a city called Stonetown, on a quiet street of spacious old houses and gracious old trees, a young man named Reynie Muldoon Perumal was contemplating a door.
Monday’s First Sentence ~ The Testaments
Only dead people are allowed to have statues, but I have been given one while still alive.
Teaser Tuesday ~ My Parents Cancelled My Birthday
I had Random.org select a percentage and it selected 17%.
Later, I went down to the kitchen, expecting to find Dad making dinner. Instead, Nana was sitting at the table, which was covered in a thick black cloth. The curtains were drawn and Nana had draped floaty scarves from the clothes airer that hung above the table. It was slightly spooky.
‘We’re having a séance,’ she said.
‘A say what?’
Monday’s First Sentence ~ Serpent & Dove
There’s something haunting about a body touched by magic.