Lukundoo and Other Stories

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Империя на страстта

Това е автматичен превод! Невъзможен за четене .....

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Спасибо за замечательную историю!

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Я больше тебе не верю (СИ)

Как это у них получается,ещё не рассталась с бывшим,а на горизонте не просто маячит следующий:благороднее,краше предыдущего и понятно богаче,готов бросит весь мир к её ногам.

Daniela Kostova

Безчувствен

Здравейте, книгите са супер, но остана още една от поредицата- " Сумрак", ще бъде ли преведена?

веруня

Книга очень понравилась динамикой событий, изменением взглядов и мотивов персонажей, но очень расстроила концовка. Последние главы будто вырвали из текста. Главные герои стремятся друг к другу...отсылка

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Демон из Пустоши [litres, с оптим. илл.]

Отличная серия. Прочитал за несколько дней несмотря на работу и занятость. 3-ю часть читал до 3-х ночи, не заметил, как время прошло. Будем ждать продолжения.

Триллер, Ужасы

Автор: Уайт Эдвард Лукас

Язык: английский

Год: 1927

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Аннотация

One of the most distinctive volumes of American weird fiction, all of which were based on nightmares of the author, a classics teacher in the Baltimore area and a longtime sufferer from migraine ("sick headaches," as he called them) who killed himself after the death of his beloved wife.
White wrote fiction in the summer to supplement his income, his most successful work being the solid but now rather dull works of historical fiction. Another motive, for the stories, was to get them out of his system. All of the stories in this collection have an unforced strangeness to them that is emblematic of their origins. The title story, anthologized twenty-three times according to Ashley and Contento, is fairly well known, but all of the others are worth reading as well. There is nothing else quite like this stuff. It is doubly unusual for its period, when American fiction underwent a divorce between the slicks and the pulps. White's nightmare stories were too grotesque for the slicks, and too "literary" for the pulps. Like the work of many another genius they turned out to be better suited for posterity than for his own time.