“Take it from me, getting yourself shot hurts like hell.” When the latest assignment for ex-Special Forces soldier turned bodyguard Charlie Fox, ends in a bloody shootout in a frozen forest of New Hampshire, she's left fighting for her life,...
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When the Saint goes fishing, he catches an unusual specimen in the shape of a young lady claiming to be Adolf Hitler’s daughter. And when the Ungodly also arrive on the scene, it seems clear the fish will just have to...
In these stories, Simon Templar proves by his timely intervention that those on the side of the angels can trust The Saint to defend them.
The Helpful Pirate: The Saint searches for an antique glass and finds a most important old gentleman....
Gil Vine is a house officer in a N.Y. city hotel which witnesses the murder of a man in the suite of Tildy Millett, gimmick girl on a video show. From Tildy’s love for Dow Lanerd who plays around but not for keeps, to Lanerd’s murder which is to...
Here, in his six intrigues, the Saint becomes involved with everything from haunted ladies, tycoon, and a Candy King in California to justice in Georgia and a Florida dragon whose scales were mathematical — and adventures that are “big enough”...
Two hours of savagery, of silk and leaden lust, of sheer terror await you in the nightmare spell of these pages, this death-song.
The hardest, roughest novel of them all Fast One.
Here is the novel that goes even farther than Dashiell...
Fifteen stories and one novel — hard-boiled classics by an undisputed master.
Following gangsters, blackmailers, and gunmen through the underbelly of 1930s America on their journeys to do dark deeds, Paul Cain’s stories are classics of his...
Murder. Multiplied by Seven... equals supercharged action and breath-taking suspense in this carnivol of crime from the blood-dipped pen of Paul Cain, creator of close-lipped men whose rods did all their talking, and sultry women whose eyes were...
Suddenly there was an electrifying fanfare from the orchestra, and bright blue moonlight flared out from the semi-circle of spots on the floor.
Dorinda leaped from nowhere. The clean, taut lines of her slim, nude body were breathtakingly...
The woman screamed as he touched her...
“Good God, you’re not Ralph.”
Of course, he wasn’t Ralph. He was private eye Mike Shayne, trying to catch a little sleep in his own apartment-until a gorgeous doll slipped through the door,...