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This magnificent volume gathers the published verse of Allen Ginsberg in its entirety, a half-century of brilliant work from one of America's greatest poets.

Joan Crawford's remarkable forty-five-year motion picture career is one of the industry's longest. Signing her first contract in 1925, she was crowned an MGM star four years later and by the mid-1930s was the most popular actress in America. In the early 1940s, Crawford's risky decision to move to Warner Bros. was rewarded with an Oscar for Mildred Pierce. This triumph launched a series of film noir classics. She teamed with rival Bette Davis in Whatever Happened to Baby Jane?, proving that Crawford, whose career had begun by defining big-screen glamor, had matured into a dramatic actress.

The Guiding Spirits had been silent for centuries, but as a corrupt King rises to power and seizes control of magic itself, they can be quiet no more. What they need is a champion of change. But instead of choosing a fierce warrior, or a leader, or even someone with significant political influence, they pick a nobody kid from a backwater town with more brains than brawn in a world where might makes right.

Dan Corrigan wants to disappear. Burnt out by the pressures of corporate life, he escapes to the countryside. But when he least expects it, a chance discovery draws him into a compelling mystery. An ancient legend, a coded message on a stone slab, and a secret concealed in a country manor house: these are the clues that take Dan on a journey into the past, delving deeper into a hidden history.

Smile, and the world smiles with you. Cause an apocalypse, and the Hounds drag you to Purgatory. After the events of Final Magic, Alec finds himself in a place where life is cheap and death is a constant companion. Time to win new friends and avoid new enemies.

When his cousin is murdered, recently outed sixteen-year-old Dane Craven, is forced to return to his unbearably small hometown of Jasper Hollow. It would be easy enough for him to keep his head down if it weren't for three inescapable facts. One, Dane is a witch with powers he can barely control. Two, he's been claimed by a coven of fashion forward 'mean girls' desperate to give him a makeover. And three, Dane is pretty sure he's responsible for the death of his cousin.

Fighting for Justice exposes the cover-ups of the JFK assassination and the murders of Dorothy Kilgallen and Marilyn Monroe, while revealing for the first time the corrupt inner workings of the Warren Commission based on the firsthand "whistleblower" account of an actual Commission member never identified before.

Last I remember I was saving my high school crush from the path of an oncoming truck. Now I'm a skin-and-bones weakling wearing nothing but my hospital gown. Oh yeah, the world is also full of monsters, and I'm the only human left. It turns out a godlike System evacuated humanity but decided to leave the vegetable in the bed. I could crawl into a corner and wait to get eaten by a kobold, but after years of being asleep, I have a new appreciation for feeling alive. I'll have to find the tenacity to survive, the courage to fight, and the strength to face some dark truths about myself.

Imagine being the only human left on an Earth occupied by monsters, aliens, and worse. Sounds terrible? Well...it's not so bad when you are an introverted battle junkie like me. Honestly, I was almost starting to appreciate being left behind while everyone else was given the chance to prepare for the mess Earth had gotten itself into. On a side note, it turns out I'm pretty good at hunting monsters. Though dragons and such are a bit out of my league. Just a bit. I survived dozen-something kobolds that wanted me dead, and now it's time to pay back their leader. 

Rekhmire the Destroyer wants to annihilate the world (that's usually what destroyers do) and he isn't going to stop until he's achieved his stretch goal of turning everyone into a soldier for his undead army. Not on my watch. It's time to send this walking piece of leather back to the tomb he crawled out of. But how am I supposed to do that when he's immune to all magic and weapons? A Harbinger's gotta do what a Harbinger's gotta do.

I was the guy you came to when your spouse got bitten by a werewolf, or your boyfriend was kidnapped by a demon. I was the guy who knew what to do when an evil sorcerer casts a curse on you. At least, I WAS that guy. Until I destroyed the world. Now . . . I'm the guy who's gonna save it.

Angus grew up around the strange. With his mother able to see and speak to ghosts, he's grown up knowing there are things most people can't see or understand. When he accidentally catches Lance arguing with a ghost, he knows he has to step in before the man thinks he's going crazy. As Lance adjusts to his new ability, he also realizes seeing ghosts has its advantages. When several women are murdered in the area, it's up to Lance and Angus to work with the ghosts of the victims to catch the killer.

Historical fiction of lifelong friendship and romance between two pilots who flew the P-38 Lightning and the P-51 Mustang in England during WWII, and the F-86 Sabre in the Korean War. Inspired by real events.

The methods and techniques shared in this book have been used to help members of The Alternative Board (TAB) since 1990 when I started TAB. Since that time, over 25,000 business owner members have benefitted from the TAB system, which is currently operating in over 20 countries. Based on what we have experienced, it is undeniable that business owners universally face the same kinds of challenges in their businesses and their lives.

If Jason, Michael, and Freddy were merged into one being and given supernatural powers, the result would be something like Mister Scary. He's been carrying out his murders from the Shadow Land for way too long now. It's time to put him down.

How do you mend a broken heart? . . . Put it back into the sorceress it came out of. There's only one way to lift Mallory's death curse and Alec will do anything to save his friend.

When a case takes me to the wilderness of Northern Maine, I'm not even sure there's a paranormal angle. Two girls walked into the woods one night and only one of them came back. She's so traumatized by what she saw that she hasn't spoken a word since. The police come up empty-handed so the girl's father hires me to find out what happened. Getting out of Dearmont for a while seems like a good idea—especially when there's an ancient wizard trying to force me into using a cursed sword—so I pack the mosquito repellent and head north.

Someone is trying to kill Charles Hawthorne, one of the richest men in Maine. And they're using magic to do it. He suspects the members of his own family and hires me to check them out. I soon discover that Charles Hawthorne has a dark secret lurking in his past, a secret that may have come back to haunt him. With an ancient wizard bugging me to chase down the Midnight Cabal and two Shadow Watch agents who want to question me about my father, things are going to get crazy.

Brownie Snoddy is visiting the Snoddy mansion for spring break! Where Brownie goes, mayhem is sure to follow. He’s got his hands on a fedora and a stack of hard-boiled mystery novels, and he's ready to squirt metal at the nearest evil perpetrator, even though his reliable stun gun has been appropriated. When Janie, the niece of Willodean Gray, the beauteous sheriff’s deputy, shows up to participate, all heck breaks loose. Even Bubba and Miz Demetrice can’t stop the serious sleuthing of Brownie and the dame!

Brownie has returned to the Snoddy Estate. His mother is seven months pregnant, ordered to bed rest, and in desperate need of Brownie-free time. So off Brownie goes to visit the Texas Snoddys! It’s the middle of November, he’s 10 years old, and they’ve taken away his homemade Taser. How much trouble could there possibly be? Two men have decided to kidnap Brownie for the rumored Civil War gold the Snoddys reputedly have. And that was their mistake, because no one with a brain in their head kidnaps Brownie Snoddy. No one.