If, like me, you are a lover of short tales with a twist, or grew up excitedly awaiting each week those brilliant old TV shows such as Roald Dahl's Tales of the Unexpected, Rod Serling's Night Gallery and The Twilight Zone, The Ray Bradbury Theater, and Alfred Hitchcock Presents, then this collection of twenty-seven mostly 500 words stories, nearly all with a twist, is for you. Some funny, some sad, some romantic, some diabolical, and all really, really short, perfect for a momentary escape during your day.
This is the first of the series of the world famous AD & D role-playing aids. To complement the original version we've asekd new cover art. It is the ideal vehicle of imagination for intermediate through advanced players, ages 10 and up. #2010 1978 TSR By Gary Gygax illustrations by David C. Sutherland III
Tony Chu, the cibopathic federal agent with the ability to get psychic impressions from what he eats, has been busy – busy settling into married life, busy investigating one assignment after another that takes him to the most remote corners of the planet.
Meanwhile, the people closest to Tony are conspiring to take on the brutal killer who murdered Tony’s twin sister. And this conspiracy includes Tony’s partner, his arch enemy – and his teenage daughter! Presenting a new storyline of the New York Times Best Selling, Harvey and multiple Eisner Award-winner series about cops, crooks, cooks, cannibals, and clairvoyants. Collects CHEW #41-45, plus the blockbuster spin-off one-shot CHEW: WARRIOR CHICKEN POYO
This first U.S. publication of Erez Bitton, one of Israel's most celebrated poets, recalls the fate of Moroccan Jewish culture with poems both evocative and pure. Considered the founding father of Mizrahi Israeli poetry, a major tradition in the history of Hebrew poetry, Bitton's bilingual collection dramatically expands the scope of biographical experience and memory, ultimately resurrecting a vanishing world and culture. Preliminary Background Words My mother my mother from a village of shrubs green of a different green. From a bird's nest producing milk sweeter than sweet. From a nightingale's cradle of a thousand Arabian nights. My mother my mother who staved off evil with her middle fingers with beating her chest on behalf of all mothers. My father my father who delved into worlds who sanctified the Sabbath with pure Araq who was most practiced in synagogue traditions.And I— having distanced myself deep into my heart would recite when all were asleep short Bach masses deep into my heart in Jewish- Moroccan. The 2015 recipient of the Israel Prize, Erez Bitton was born in 1942 to Moroccan parents in Oran, Algeria, and emigrated to Israel in 1948. Blinded by a stray hand grenade in Lod, he spent his childhood in Jerusalem's School for the Blind. He is considered the founding father of Mizrahi Israeli poetry in Israel—the first poet to take on the conflict between North African immigrants and the Ashkenazi society, and the first to use Judeo-Arabic dialect in his poetry.
The year is 2375 and the world is finally emerging from strife and war to present a unified struggle for peace. Life has returned to normal and once again, technology's focus can move from war and bullets to peace...and pleasure. Sexuality has changed, disease and unwanted pregnancies now controlled. Riding close on the heels of this new sexuality are the B.O.B.s Battery Operated Boyfriends a cybernetic invention created to please and pleasure. Life-size, life-like, the most sensual, most creatively arousing sex toys ever to be created were programmed for sex and were the answer to every woman's or man's dreams. Into this new world of heightened sexuality, erotic romance has re-emerged. Written and led by free-spirited sensualist Elyiana Richards, it has taken the world by storm. But Elyiana, living a contented existence far from the perks of conventional society, never dreamed she would experience a B.O.B., never thought that her greatest fantasy to be touched, to be held by one certain man would ever come true, especially in the way it did. Neither did her nemesis, The MacDougal, leader of Cyber-Tronics, creator of the B.O.B. Full of repressed sexuality and smoldering sensuality, The MacDougal, a man who has closed off his emotions and his needs, now leads the most advanced sexual design ever envisioned by man. But when the man re-awakens, and the BOB sleeps once again, The MacDougal will remember what the BOB discovered that there is nothing more sensual, more sensuous or heated, than love and the arousal that builds from it.
In Part 3 of The Plug Next Door, you found out that God has another daughter named Summer. However, her life isn't what one would imagine for someone who has a rich plug for a father.
The little Chicago girl is living in poverty, helping her adoptive mother clean homes in order to make ends meet. Still, at the tender age of 17, she's just like any other teenaged girl.
She's never been in any real trouble, makes good grades in school, and has a best friend who rides for her. She's even headed off to college soon. Her world seems to be moving along on track until a blast from the past walks back into the picture. Loso, an effervescent hustler with a charming smile, lavish cars, and end money, quickly wins the young girl's heart. He's the perfect guy, spoils her to no end, and upgrades her life. Everything about him drives Summer crazy, but she's not the only girl on his team. He's been known to get around, and there is one other woman that he can't seem to shake no matter how hard he tries.
If Loso's promiscuous ways aren't enough to tear him and Summer apart, there are many other obstacles standing in the way. Their age difference, betrayal in the streets, and then there's Summer's father, God. What does the future hold for their fairytale relationship when Loso finds out that he's dating his plug’s daughter? ***Please note, if you do not read this installment, you will be confused in part 5. This story will fill particular holes from part 3 (i.e. How Sloan got pregnant, the circumstances behind Summer being given up for adoption, the start of Young and Erin's affair, as well as what God did on the streets when he was in Chicago).
At the age of 18, I had already lost all of the people I loved. I was not old enough to make my first communion when I lost my loving mother. My oldest sister, Agnes, at the age of eight (who had taken care of her four little siblings) followed my mother only six months later. My second oldest sister, Maria, was left to care for us at the tender age of seven. Our father struggled daily just fighting to survive, working hard to provide food during the worst depression of our times. My older brother, Bernhard, was then only four, I only 18 months, and my little sister Anna was only 7 months old at the time my mother and oldest sister passed away. Sadly, none of us really got a chance to know neither our mother nor our oldest sister; the only place they can be together or watch over us in heaven. With the eruption of the horrible WWII in September of 1939 and the subsequent invasion of our country Poland by the Nazi army, came the unimaginable and unerbittliche (inexorable) suffering and the subsequent separation from my home and family, I gradually became aware of my true path. In fact, I have been asked many times if I was angry, disappointed, or acrimonious about what has happened to me, the answer would be, only about the fact that I did not have a chance to get to know my biological mother and my sister Agnes. The rest "je ne regrette rien," "I regret nothing."