Literary
mobi |eng | 2012-02-07 | Author:Stephen King [King, Stephen]

17 “That’s right, cry !” The voice was coming from far away. Barbie struggled toward it, but it was hard to open his burning eyes. “You’ve got a lot to ...
( Category: Thrillers & Suspense February 7,2018 )
mobi |eng | 2012-02-07 | Author:Stephen King

2 As Tom Billingsley led Mary, the Carvers, and America’s greatest living novelist (at least in the novelist’s opinion) down the alley between The American West and the Desperation Feed ...
( Category: Genre Fiction February 7,2018 )
mobi |eng | 2012-02-07 | Author:Stephen King

And suddenly, for just a moment, he thought of saying: All right, Annie — go ahead. Let's just call it off. Then his need and will to live — and ...
( Category: Genre Fiction February 7,2018 )
mobi |eng | 2012-02-07 | Author:Stephen King [King, Stephen]

December 12, 1973 He made out a Christmas list the night before (drunk) and was now downtown filling an abridged version. The completed list had been staggering-over a hundred and ...
( Category: Thrillers & Suspense February 7,2018 )
mobi |eng | 2012-02-07 | Author:Stephen King

C H A P T E R N I N E T E E N Jessie awoke in the mild, milky light of dawn with the perplexing and ominous memory ...
( Category: Genre Fiction February 7,2018 )
mobi |eng | 2012-02-07 | Author:Stephen King

The first thing he remembered on the other side of that cigarette-burn in the surface of his memory was Tony saying, 'Go on, now, you hear? You guys go on ...
( Category: Genre Fiction February 7,2018 )
mobi |eng | 2012-02-07 | Author:Stephen King [King, Stephen]

That night was forever. The sky began to lighten in the east around a quarter to five, and he felt a sluggish rise in his spirit. It was momentary; as ...
( Category: Genre Fiction February 7,2018 )
mobi |eng | 2012-02-07 | Author:Franz Kafka

( Category: Classics February 7,2018 )
mobi |eng | 2012-02-07 | Author:Stephen King [King, Stephen]

but she was afraid that the thing which had killed the deer might still be there, watching and waiting. Hoping she'd come back. As for drinking the bog-water, get serious. ...
( Category: Thrillers & Suspense February 7,2018 )
mobi |eng | 2012-02-07 | Author:Stephen King [King, Stephen]

And for some reason that did it. The dam burst and I cried like a baby. I must have cried for fifteen minutes or more. Mr. Sharpton put his arm ...
( Category: Occult February 7,2018 )
mobi, pdf |eng | 2012-02-07 | Author:Jack Kerouac [Kerouac, Jack]

8 What is that feeling when you’re driving away from people and they recede on the plain till you see their specks dispersing? —it’s the too-huge world vaulting us, and ...
( Category: Classics February 7,2018 )
mobi |eng | 2012-02-07 | Author:Stephen King

Lisey lay for a moment on the oyster-white carpet, resting. "Never forgot," she said. "It was in the purple. Behind the curtain. Big difference." She fixed her eyes on the ...
( Category: Genre Fiction February 7,2018 )
mobi |eng | 2012-02-07 | Author:Stephen King [King, Stephen]

5 Saturday-morning breakfast was one of my meals to work the dish-line in Holyoke. It was a good meal to have because the Commons was never busy on Saturday mornings. ...
( Category: Short Stories & Anthologies February 7,2018 )
mobi |eng | 2012-02-07 | Author:Jack Kerouac [Kerouac, Jack]

I came to a hill and saw great mudflat riverbottoms with stinks and tarns and awful paths with women and burros ambling in the dusk, an old Chinese Mexican beggar ...
( Category: Literary February 7,2018 )
mobi |eng | 2012-02-07 | Author:Stephen King [King, Stephen]

Hurt his back somehow. What had he been doing to hurt his back? A strange phrase came to him in answer, floating up from his subconscious: It's just a funny ...
( Category: Genre Fiction February 7,2018 )