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When an innocent young woman finds herself knee-deep in gambling - and up to her beautiful neck in debts - there's apt to be trouble.... And trouble is what Janey Blake had plenty of. She had written a pile of bad checks. And she was fighting to keep her husband from the arms of another woman....
But other people had trouble too. Doc Wemitz, for example. He was afraid of something. And apparently he had reason - for one night someone bashed in his...
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A beautiful blonde with strange eyes-and stranger schemes... A young redhead in danger of losing the only man she could ever love... A powerful lawyer with something he had to hide, even from himself... Suddenly, all of them were caught up in a series of horrifying murders by a killer who must be living secretly in their midst.
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In the middle of the night, struggling B actor Glenn Harley gets a hysterical phone call from starlet Nancy Rhymer. She needs Harley to come over to her house immediately. Harley, who always has secretly longed for Nancy Rhymer, jumps out of bed and drives quickly to her home. Once there, he discovers she has knifed a semi-famous actor to death "in self defense" and needs Harley's help to clean things up to protect her from scandal. His affection...
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Lovely Faith Yardley's betrothal to a man from the north is abruptly followed by murder - and more murder. Transformed by terror, quaint and beautiful Williamsburg, Virginia waits for the killer to strike again, and wonders: This time, will it be Faith Yardley herself?
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She was a dangerous female, beautiful, cold-blooded, predatory. The people she lived among were the very nicest sort. Yet, strange to say, it was she who was found dead. And she was only the first victim... She was a dangerous female, beautiful, cold- blooded, predatory. The people she lived among were the very nicest sort. Yet, strange to say, it was she who was found dead. And she was only the first victim...A prime mystery...told with Leslie Ford's...
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This new "Col. Primrose Mystery Novel" might have well been called "The New Mrs. Latham Mystery Novel," because Mrs. Latham plays almost as important a part in it as the Colonel. The scene is Hawaii, and practically all of the action takes place in and around a house high up on the mountainside above Honolulu. It is the story of a black-sheep American, whose family had lived in Hawaii for generations, but who went to Japan and, sometime after Pearl...
9) Burn Forever
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The town was dark and heavy with doom. Hate, generations old, flowed through it like a malevolent river. Julie knew the force of that hate... and the violence which had issued from it in the past. It could erupt again; she lived in terror.
Ben, the stranger, saw Julie and fell in love. A secret voice warned him to stay away, but he did not. They clung together in the darkness; meanwhile, through the midnight shadows of the town a killer moved to...
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IN THE MANSION OF MURDER...
A self-made millionaire, whose true story was not fit to print...
His beautiful "friend"...
His wife, and her friend, a very suspect psychiatrist...
And a man from the haunted past, with his father's blood on his hands, and every reason in the world to kill and kill again…
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MONEY - D. J. Durbin had the price of a lavish mansion and a beautiful wife. But he couldn't buy back his health... or save his life.
MYSTERY - Cass Crane came back from the Orient, knowing a little too much about some things... and not nearly enough about others.
ROMANCE - Beautiful Courtney Durbin was exciting, dangerous-and a glamorous threat to pretty Molly Crane's love for Cass.
THEN MURDER CAME... to suggest an unholy bond between Courtney...
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Slowly I turned to face the hall and the doorway. I waited in an agony of suspense. The great house was as silent as an empty grave, with the pulse of time beating eternally against it; tick, tock; tick, tock; tick, tock...
Gradually I relaxed and let my hand drop, until-I shrieked and turned-and raised my hand dripping with blood. I stared at it like a maniac, and then at the thing it had touched...