Pulp Covers September 2012

Trinity In Violence

Peter Chambers tangles with three brands of murder

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Blood On The Forge

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Her Body Was Fire — Her Heart Was Steel

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Rag Top (Original Title: The Cup of Fury)

Pushing his hot rod, Link Aller would take on anyone — even cops. Here is the powerful new novel of the reckless rock ‘n roll generation

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Stranger At The Door

She opened the door in hope — it closed on her in terror

This reminds me of The Valley Of Fear

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Black Jade

A title or love? The English girl or his slave?

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Kiss Me Hard

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He Was On The Run — She Was On The Make

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Strange And Desperate Love

When the redhead’s husband came after him, Chris got out of town fast. Hopping the first freight, he met Connie, a terror-stricken carnival girl, also on the lam. Chris didn’t believe her fantastic story of abduction and white slavery — until he saw the birthmarks which connected her with a notorious kidnapping.

Pursued by a sinister gang trying to keep Connie from reaching the Coast, they set out on a nightmare cross-country flight — and ran headlong into an explosive climax, and a strange and desperate love.

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The Curse Of Jezebel

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The Woman and the Prowler

A warm-blooded woman, her wealthy husband — and a bold prowler in the night

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The Deep Blue Good-By

Meet Travis McGee: Non-conformist, boat bum, knight in slightly tarnished armor — as he sets out on a wild journey through the wreckage of a woman’s soul

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The Kill

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A penetrating study of a beautiful and recklessly sensual woman, in the money-mad world of 19th century Paris

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Beautiful but evil, Renee abandoned herself to the drug of erotic sensation just as Nana abandoned’ herself to the love of gold.

Thirsting for new pleasures, when she looked upon her precocious young stepson, Renee felt “the fatal summons experienced by one looking over a precipice, an unknown joyance, hot with crime, more’ violent than all she had already drained, the last that remained in her cup. ”

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