What’s the first sentence in the book you are currently reading?
What’s the first sentence in the book you are currently reading?
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What’s the first sentence in the book you are currently reading?
“Screw you, Bing Crosby”.
@Crystal oooh!! Me too!!
No Exit by Taylor Adams! LoL
@Crystal , I’m not too far in so it was fresh in my mind!
“Who am I?”
Emma Frederick bolted upright in bed, her pulse racing.
“When I look around me now, and look back to where I’ve come from, and then just to be sure, check out the view again, I still sometimes think: What? Me? No. You’re having me on.” –“Blowing The Bloody Doors Off And Other Lessons In Life” by Michael Caine
“Before we get started, there are a few things you should know about me.”
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Vodka by Victorino Matus
“I had the dream again: lying on the floor with blood pouring out of me, trying to cry out but I can’t make a sound.”
Blackberries. (Prologue) Two Rivers by T. Greenwood
Blackberries. (Prologue) Two Rivers by T. Greenwood
Blackberries. (Prologue) Two Rivers by T. Greenwood
Alicia Berenson was thirty three years old when she killed her husband.
@Nik I’m intrigued
@Devon The Silent Patient! I started last night & it’s been hard to put down!
Same book here! Unfortunately Ive been sick for like 3 weeks & missed finishing my ARC before the publish date ?
@Heather aww I hope you’re feeling better soon!
@Nik Thank U. Ive honestly felt the best today that I have in almost a month. IDK if it has been flu or not (mainly bc its not like it was yr before last). But I havent been this worn down in all my life. Thankfully today things seemes to have eased off ALOT. ???? its still the same in the AM.
At first, they blame the air.
She was not used to being hunted
That’s a good one!
Parmitsvia, on the day of her death, leaned forward across the balustrade to behold the crescendo of fireworks exploding to the east.
“I hale from a theatrical climate.” Dorothea Benton Frank
I woke abruptly, dreams rumbling from me in cottony wisps.
“If not for the second-worst mistake of Grace Healy’s life, she would never have found the suitcase.”
He was in over his head.
As far back as Sloane McBride could remember, she’d been told she was an ice queen.
“There was an Indian head, the head of an Indian, the drawing of the head of a headdressed, long-haired Indian depicted, drawn by an unknown artist in 1939, broadcast until the late 1970s to American TVs everywhere after all the shows ran out. It’s called the Indian Head test pattern.”— Prologue to There There by Tommy Orange.
“On the night of October 4th, 1966, Val and I, both in late middle age, attended the opening of “Many Are Called” at the Museum of Modern Art – the first exhibit of the portraits taken by Walker Evans in the late 1930s on the New York City subways with a hidden camera.”
Homicide investigator Ryan Parker flashed a thumbs up to his dive buddy and fellow homicide investigator, Gabe Chavez.
“Goldengrove devoured my sister every time I closed my eyes.”
My sweating palms slipped against the handles of my bike as I cycled at a pace I hoped would not look suspicious.
Rafael Soto had too many demanding women in his life.
Paradox?
Is it me or are the barstools in this place getting lower?
“I know when it started.”
She clawed her way up through the gray mist. Mirror image by Sandra Brown
“Film legend and ’60s It Girl Evelyn Hugo has just announced that she will auction off 12 of her most memorable gowns through Christie’s to raise money for breast cancer research.”
“Our Dragon doesn’t eat the girls he takes, no matter what stories they tell outside our valley.” ?
“On a cold morning in early October of 1946, Pete Banning awoke before sunrise and had no thoughts of going back to sleep.”
The priory stood at the end of the peninsula like a great stone guardian watching over the land and sea, its thirteenth-century tower thrusting up into the blue sky.
At first I believed the girl to be an apparition.
I’m reading this one, too!
The Porthkerris Council School stood half way up the steep hill which climbed from the heart of the little town to the empty moors which lay beyond.
“Good. She was waking up. Took her long enough.”
“Sometimes becoming who we’re supposed to be means building walls around ourselves.”
“It’s the usual story,” the man at the tiller reflected, regarding the beautiful derelict on the hill.
I forgot everything between footsteps.
Making up a boyfriend is nothing new for me.
Dear Friends of Elm Creek Quilts, rereading the Elm Creek Quilts Series by Jennifer Chiaverini.
Lauren is flirting with my fiance over the dinner I spent hours preparing.
The sounds of the office Christmas party drifted into Kaitlin
There is a belief prevalent among foreigners that we English are illogical.
She was not used to being hunted.
I heard the drums long before they came in sight.
No one wanted to work with the man in the wheelchair.
“I’m fine,” said the woman. “There’s nothing wrong with me.”
Dawn comes late here along the western limit of the Eastern Time Zone
“I never meant to kill my brother”.
“That girl got me one foot in the grave”
Shawn and Gus were up half way up the hill when the growling started.
When Lila married George Briggs, she believed they would settle into a lovely little house, raise a family, and live happily ever after.
The two couples met at a neighborhood block party, the third Saturday in September.
Grade Singleton grasped the oak railing firmly and forced another step up the narrow wooden stairs.
Monsieur LeBlanc leans against the doorframe, his arms folded over a belly grown round on pork crackling.
I NEVER MEANT to kill my brother.
That spring, rain fell in great sweeping gusts that rattled the rooftops.
There is no single definition or job description for the tasks performed by the person who accepts the title of
Stage Manager for any theatrical production.
This is me when I was 10 years old.
Last night I dreamed I went to Manderley again.
In April, millions of tiny flowers spread over the blackjack hills and vast prairies in the Osage territory of Oklahoma.
Sex and religion don’t mix, my grandma once old me, “the church should stay out of people’s pants”.
@Karla ,what is the name of this book?
@Karla just gotta know
@Cindy @Maryann It’s The God Box by Alex Sanchez
@Kelsey thanks will check into it
On a cold morning in early October of 1946, Pete Banning awoke before sunrise and had no thoughts of going back to sleep.
The bishop was feeling rather seasick. From my Goodreads giveaway win titled South Wind.
“I’ll get us some. God knows they won’t be out of the bedroom for a while.”
There was a hand in the darkness and it held a knife.
When Jack Fontaine’s sister asked him to fulfill her dying wish, he agreed without a moment’s hesitation.
“Once upon a time, before the whole world changed, it was possible to run away from home, disguise who you were, and fit into polite society.”
I never meant to kill my brother. I never set out to hate my father.
@Sharon ,what book is this?
@Sharon I would like to know too!
@Cindy @Gabriele I think this is the new Greg Iles book Cemetery Road
@Kelsey thank you
@Kelsey you are correct!
The night I became the youngest person – and the only female ever – to win the Austin Fire Department’s Valor Award, I got propositioned by my partner.
@Angie Things You Save in a Fire!!
@Dusti Give the little lady a cee-gar!
“If purgatory exists, it comes without sound.”
@Gabriele what book is this?!
@Elizabeth Echoes of Family by Barbara Claypole White
“Surprise!” Everyone shouted, as Mary DiNunzio opened the door to the conference room.
Feared
Nurse Thornton dropped into the Long-Term-Care Ward a little before eight with. Hit bag of blood for Charlie Manx.
It’s enough to drive you crazy. You’re constantly battling your weight while others seem to stay thin effortlessly.
Could it be true.
The two couples met at a neighborhood block party, the third Saturday in September.
They were the vanished, they were the unfortunate.
My Granny Ruth says we always have choices about falling in love.
The words thundered in John Hudson’s mind
Varya is thirteen
“On the day that he would first meet Thomas Edison, Paul watched a man burn alive in the sky above Broadway. “
@Sheryl I read that!!!!
@Linda I am speed reading to do a review for a local weekly paper. It’s something our area libraries do for this paper.
A killer is waiting
She was not used to being hunted.
@Stacey The Huntress?
yes!
Lauren Goddard sat on the roof of the thirteen-storey block of flats.
At first I believed the girl to be an apparition.
That spring, rain fell in great sweeping gusts that rattled the roof tops.
On the morning of April 29, 1986, a fire alarm sounded at the Los Angeles Public Library.
To be pursued by a seemingly insatiable female who will not take no for an answer sounds like the answer to the Penthouse male’s dream.
The Chicken Ranch was a brothel, pure and simple.
They’re frying bacon!
“I expected more of a reaction the first time I hit her.”
@Mandy oh, what is this from?
Unraveling Oliver.
@Mandy I just read the excerpt of chapter 1 and it sounds really good!
it is! finished it last night!
At half past midnight Doris Dunbar was still sitting at the desk in the library, her head bent over a paper in which we’re many columns of figures.
One if the many things my brother and I loved about our mother was that she was a fine musician.
When I close my eyes and think of home, I always envision Florence —a place I’ve never been.
Take the girls and go.
To be pursued by a seemingly insatiable female who will not take no for an answer sounds like the answer to the Penthouse male’s dream.
“The closet where Becca was trapped held every nightmare she’d ever had, plus one that had never violated the borders of her imagination until now.”
Armand Gamache sat in the little room and closed the dossier with care, squeezing it shut, trapping the words inside.
@Susan what’s that from?
@Kate A Great Reckoning in the Louise Penny series. I’ve just started loving these.
@Susan I love Louise Penny!
@Susan I’ll have to check her out.
Goldengrove devoured my sister every time I closed my eyes.
@Nik I’m intrigued
@Kate it’s Woman 99 by Greer Macallister. I just started last night and it’s definitely pulled me in!
@Nik I have about 30 pages left. Very good book!
@Nik what kind of book?
Historical fiction, thriller. Takes place in an asylum in the late 1800s.
@Kate historical thriller
@Nik I love it already
@Kate it was so good! I finished this morning
@Nik was it??? I’ll have to look it up for sure then
I had been in my chambers at Lincoln’s Inn when the messanger came from Master Parry asking me to attend him urgently.
He sat in the dark, staring at the slit of moon illuminating her hair.
“She was floating, arms outspread, water lapping her body, breathing in a summery fragrance of salt and coconut.
The first time, you can’t believe how much it hurts.