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They said I sat on the bottom like an astronaut floating in space...
The famous lexical semanticist Professor Edgar Nettleston had been found dead, a gunshot wound to the head.
Just cuz a crustacean can talk don't make him magic! A children's story for adults.
A historian is given the chance to run very realistic simulations of the past.
It all began the day that Martin Jenkins decided to start a new religion.
...being the bouncer is a lot like being the designated driver at a raging house party...
Are halter-tops and half price Bermudas part of the grand design?
There's a new gadget in town and Liza has to try it. But will the price be too high?
Grady drives out into the desert in search of gold.
The narrator captures a rare rabbit-like creature, thought to be extinct for over a century.
A love story in two voices: Martin Green, an English teacher in China in the 1980s, and MingMing, his young Chinese 'minder'
Lestrade consults Holmes when a number of busts of Napoleon are smashed at various locations around London.
A professor at a top university seeks Holmes'
help with a possible case of cheating in a valuable scholarship exam.
An unsually wet ghost soaks the master of Harrowby Hall every Christmas eve.
When Mr. Charles McCarthy is shot in a wood near Boscombe Pool, all (circumstantial) evidence appears to point at his son. But Holmes has doubts.
A game of Scrabble has serious consequences.
“Go to Goldman’s Greenhouses. Joseph … will start you … at a buck sixty an hour.” His lungs empty of smoke, “Go talk to him. He’s your uncle. He’ll hire you.
A semi-barbaric king devises a semi-barabaric (but entirely fair) method of criminal trial involving two doors, a beautiful lady and a very hungry tiger.
My mum is the undisputed tea-drinking heavyweight champion of the world… or at least the whole of South Lexington Avenue.
Shepherd's family made money by being outlaws. Well, outlaws in the governments' eyes.
"Damn thing," old Ernie muttered, glancing up from his laptop. He reached out to shut off the annoying noise but noticed the call was from his area. This was unusual.
The cozy brick bungalow stood on a short lane of similarly modest houses with a small, mostly overgrown park at the far end and an intersection leading to Darlington High Street.
The spark of his life was fading, but his mind was still sharp, and his memories cocooned him.
Dessie O'Connell was 6 feet 3, thick of bone, and naturally muscular. Unlike almost all of the actors with whom he'd first competed for parts, he hardly needed to work out in order to resemble a Hellenic god.
"It's at the ranch, on the other side of the farm, in those mountains. All we need to do is catch it. Can you imagine how much we can sell it for?
