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  The Man Who Was

  Rudyard Kipling

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  The Man Who Was by Rudyard Kipling is a haunting short story of identity, honor, and the psychological scars of war. Set in British colonial India, the narrative follows a mysterious and disfigured man whose appearance at a military mess sparks curiosity and unease. As the truth of his identity slowly unravels, the story reveals a powerful meditation on the cost of duty and the resilience of the human spirit. With Kipling’s signature sharp prose and deep insight into imperial life, this tale blends suspense, tragedy, and moral reflection in unforgettable fashion.

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  A Twist Of Fae

  El Holly

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  I know where my birth parents are. 
  And no, I haven't met them yet. 
  Because if I want to, I'm going to have to save them first. 
   
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  With the help of her friends Quince, Cam, and Maggie, Evelyn “Eevee” Acker was finally ready to meet her birth parents, who, she’s recently discovered, are fae. 
   
  That should be the end of the story. But Eevee doesn't find what she’s looking for. 
   
  Instead, she has a choice to make: save her birth parents, who she’s never met, and put herself and her loved ones in danger? Or leave her birth parents to their fate, accepting she'll never have the answers she’s been searching for her whole life? 
   
  There are some in Elfaeme who may force her to choose.

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  Garret's Gambit

  Dale Mayer

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  Book 4: Bullard's BattleStronger than he had any right to be after the plane explosion and still angry about it all, Garret’s seriously unimpressed to fly to London to speak with an ex-fiancée who’d screwed him over with his own brother. But she had information on his missing brother, who was a link to the plane crash that sent Garret into the ocean.Yet Astra, not Amy, waits in London for Garret, to explain the little she knows, hoping he’ll let go of some of his resentment and help her look for her sister, Amy—who disappears just before Garret’s arrival. Some coincidence there. Then her sister hasn’t faced the music for any of her actions in a long time. Today is no different. Too bad Amy and Garret hadn’t broken up much earlier. It might have given Astra a chance with the man she has loved since forever.Still, if finding Astra’s sister leads Garret to finding his brother, who might be able to give them answers regarding the sabotaged plane, then Astra’s happy to play the game. However, it’s not that easy, as the men who failed to kill the two team members are still looking for their chance to finish the job. And to take out anyone who is close by …

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  The First Spark

  M.L. Broome

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  I have a very big problem . . . in the form of one very petite woman. 
   
   
   
  Don't get me wrong. I adore women, and if you ask any female in Sparkwood, you'll learn the feeling is mutual. With one tiny exception. 
   
   
   
  Oriana Thorne is a literal thorn in my side—a plucky, infuriatingly gorgeous, pain in the rear who rents the store next to mine. 
   
   
   
  We've disliked each other from the beginning, or at least since she marched into my shop and started issuing demands. Needless to say, I didn't roll out the welcome mat after that meet-hate. 
   
   
   
  I'd love to avoid the woman until the end of my days, but as fate would have it, I need her help. Without her approval, my plan to open a speakeasy beneath our shops is dead in the water. Considering Oriana is as fond of me as I am of her, winning her assistance will be no easy feat. 
   
   
   
  So, when a faulty lock forces the two of us to spend the night together, it's anyone's guess if we'll survive until morning. But that's a chance I'm willing to take. What's the worst that can happen? It's not like I'm going to fall in love with the woman . . . 
   
   
   
  Contains mature themes.

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  Notes from the Underground

  Fyodor Dostoevsky

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  Dostoevsky's novella " Notes from the Underground" is part embittered monologue and part brief descriptions of anecdotes from the anonymous writer's life. As the author himself states: 
  "The author of the diary and the diary itself are, of course, imaginary. Nevertheless it is clear that such persons as the writer of these notes not only may, but positively must, exist in our society, when we consider the circumstances in the midst of which our society is formed." 
  The Russia of the mid 19th century was a period in which the society was awash with a myriad of philosophical ideas as it became increasingly influenced by the West. The writer instinctively reacts against Utopian ideals and sees in himself the proof that such a philosophy is doomed.   
  Head Stories Audio presents "Notes from the Underground" by Fyodor Dostoevsky, narrated by Simon Hester. With original music.

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  Once Upon A Lane

  Duncan Wilson

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  "There once was a lane, filled with well-tended lawns and well-fostered friendships, of well-appointed houses all neat and tidy and those that live within, of stories and mysteries that manifest for only fleeting moments for the few who pay attention. This is one such tale. A tale about pleasant people, about the lives they live, about their wants and dreams, about their loves and losses, their joys and hates, about their days and nights in the company of cherished companions in the houses they call home. In this tale of the happy little lives of blissful simple folk, there are monsters, to be sure. But this is not the story of monsters, this is not the tale of their evil deeds, this is the tale of those they make suffer. In this tale, the monsters have no names. The monsters do not deserve names." 
  A character driven slice-of-life story that follows the humble lives of the residents of a suburban neighborhood as they live and love, and about the house with the dead yard, a vacant lot, that sits among their homes, inert and immobile, yet intimidating and terrifying to any who look at it too long. The children of the lane are not the only ones who are fearful of the anomaly in their midst. Every adult upon the lane wonders why the structure still stands, with no known owner and no reason to be. The lingering question is not who owns the house, but why no one ever goes in or comes out, and why there are such ghastly noises emanating from within. Day by day, the happy people of the lane go about their tasks and trials, and day by day, the house with the dead yard seems a little more ominous, a little more intrusive, and a little less ignorable than before.

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