Month: August 2012

The Wickedest Man

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His appetites and evils made him a living legend

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He called himself The Gentleman From Hell

Stranger than any fiction, wilder than any fancy, is this true story of the wickedest man who ever lived. That’s how Ben Hogan billed himselfthe wickedest man on earth – and lived up to every evil boast. He made and threw away fortunes. He challenged any man living to stand up to his fists. He fought the heavyweight champion of the world — and beat him. He drank whisky by the gallon — and took his women by the dozen. Here, for the first time, is the authentic history of one of the most fabulous men America — or any other country — ever produced.

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Spring Riot

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He Wanted More Than Her Body

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Not Since The First Cave Man Took His First Woman Has There Been Passion To Match This!

His right hand ran around her shoulder and down to the small of her back, where he pushed against her body and forced her slimness up tight against him. His mouth closed down on hers, and she let it, until he became too demanding. Then she jerked away from him, and her palm exploded across his mouth. In an instant his fist shot up, and she sagged, her hair still tangled In his left hand. He grabbed at her, his right hand clutching her robe, and the only sound as she fell was the shrill protest of ripping silk…

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The Naked Storm

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Agony, Lust, And Mortal Conflict Cram The Corridors Of A Snowbound Train

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A front man for a tinhorn gambling syndicate… a woman whose body had never been touched… a dissatisfied husband… a lesbian — and all of them strangers.

Then the snow came, thick as mud. cold. cruel snow. and the swift streamliner could not break through the icy wall. Strangers they were, one minute before, but now — while the storm howled outside and passions raged within — they were lovers. killers. savage beasts.

A train stands still in the cold wasteland of America. and for these four people. time stands still, civilization fades, and the call of the flesh is heard in the darkened corridors…

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