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  The Forgotten Memories

  Kate Baray

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  Conrad Blevins speaks with the dead. Or does he? Is Conrad a psychic for hire or a fraud preying on the recently bereaved? 
  Jack Spirelli and his dragon side-kick Marin hunt for the truth, even as the pursuit endangers their lives.

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  Birth of the Alliance

  Alex Albrinck

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  Freed from the constraints of the Aliomenti, Will Stark creates a new group, an alliance of men and women committed to using their energy skills and technological advances to improve the lives of all.It's an act of rebellion that won't go unnoticed-or unpunished-by the Aliomenti elites.Treachery, a desperate search for the resolution of his most vexing personal concern, and an incredible network of underground facilities drive Will to his own desperate decisions. He'll figure out how to bring new life into the world . . . but the asking price is steep.And permanent.

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  And It Comes Out Here

  Lester Del Rey

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  ...And It Comes Out Here by Lester Del Ray - There is one fact no sane man can quarrel with ... everything has a beginning and an end. But some men aren't sane; thus it isn't always so! 
  No, you're wrong. I'm not your father's ghost, even if I do look a bit like him. But it's a longish story, and you might as well let me in. You will, you know, so why quibble about it? At least, you always have ... or do ... or will. I don't know, verbs get all mixed up. We don't have the right attitude toward tenses for a situation like this. 
  Anyhow, you'll let me in. I did, so you will. 
  Thanks. You think you're crazy, of course, but you'll find out you aren't. It's just that things are a bit confused. And don't look at the machine out there too long—until you get used to it, you'll find it's hard on the eyes, trying to follow where the vanes go. You'll get used to it, of course, but it will take about thirty years. 
  You're wondering whether to give me a drink, as I remember it. Why not? And naturally, since we have the same tastes, you can make the same for me as you're having. Of course we have the same tastes—we're the same person. I'm you thirty years from now, or you're me. I remember just how you feel; I felt the same way when he—that is, of course, I or we—came back to tell me about it, thirty years ago. 
  Here, have one of these. You'll get to like them in a couple more years. And you can look at the revenue stamp date, if you still doubt my story. You'll believe it eventually, though, so it doesn't matter. 
  Right now, you're shocked. It's a real wrench when a man meets himself for the first time. Some kind of telepathy seems to work between two of the same people. You sense things. So I'll simply go ahead talking for half an hour or so, until you get over it. After that you'll come along with me.

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  The Guest Rites

  Robert Silverberg

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  The Guest Rites by Robert Silverberg - Carthule was not the Earthman's god, but Carthule protected him while he was a guest in the temple—even if he tore the temple down! 
  It was time for the after-meal meditation. Marik, First Priest of Carthule, finished his frugal meal and went outside to sit in the mid-day breeze and watch the sands blowing gently over the bare flat plains. The problem of the Revelation occupied his reveries: why had Carthule, in His infinite wisdom, waited so long to reveal to His people that they were not alone in the universe? 
  Marik looked up at the glowing dot behind the gray wall of the sky. That, he knew, was the Sun. And there were other planets, some inhabited, some not. Carthule was not alone; He was one of nine. And His people had never suspected the truth until the flaming ships of the third planet—Earth, was it?—had broken through the skies, and the small white people had told them of the other worlds. 
  The problem was one which the greatest theologians of the time—in whose number Marik, without pride, deemed himself—had discussed at great length, never coming to a solution. Marik and Polla San, of the neighboring temple, had finally concluded that Carthule moved in ways too complex for His mortal people to understand. 
  Marik lowered his gaze from the sky and looked out across the dry expanse of desert. He could make out, dimly, Polla San's temple far across the sands. Polla San was due to visit him shortly, he recalled. Or was it the other way around? Marik frowned; he was getting old, and soon would have to relinquish his duties to one of the younger acolytes and spend his remaining decades sitting dreaming in the afternoon. 
  Calmly Marik settled into the semi-somnolence of the after-meal meditation, fixing his gaze on the far-off temple of Polla San but turning his vision inward.

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  Extinction Generation...

  James Axler

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  "The kids aren’t alright.The companions are caught in the destructive path of a nihilistic doomsday cult devoted to killing anyone over the age of twenty-one, even their own people.  Ricky falls under the spell of their charismatic leader when his allies are imprisoned and scheduled for a showy execution.Someone needs to argue the case for his allies, but it’s an argument that will require some very special persuasion... of the 9 mm caliber variety!Performed by Richard Rohan, Terence Aselford, Lolita Horne, Amanda Forstrom, Alejandro Ruiz, Julie-Ann Elliott, Natalie Van Sistine, Julienne Irons, Yenni Ann, Alyssa Keegan, Eric Messner, David Zitney, Kevin Couto, Ken Jackson, Khaya Fraites, Taylor Coan, Scott McCormick, Nickolette Kong, Shanta Parasuraman, Karen Novack, Laura C. Harris, Yasmin Tuazon, Ian Putnam, Tyler Hyrchuk, Bradley Foster Smith, Rose Elizabeth Supan, Sara Matsui-Colby, Zeke Alton, David Cui Cui, and Sheree Wichard."

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  Rupert of Hentzau

  Anthony Hope

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  Rupert of Hentzau the story takes place in a fictional country somewhere in Germanic Middle Europe, the kingdom of Ruritania. There is Rudolf Elphberg, the dissolute absolute monarch of Ruritania; Rudolf Rassendyll, the English gentleman who had acted as his political decoy, being his distant cousin and look alike; Flavia, the princess, now queen; Rupert of Hentzau, the dashing well-born villain; Fritz von Tarlenheim, the loyal courtier. Queen Flavia, dutifully but unhappily married to her cousin Rudolf V, writes to her true love Rudolf Rassendyll. The letter is carried by von Tarlenheim to be delivered by hand, but it is stolen by the exiled Rupert of Hentzau, who sees in it a chance to return to favor by informing the pathologically jealous and paranoid King...

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