Death Enters A House Of Hate
Month: February 2014
Killer Take All!
Fever In The Sun
For Dave Rogers, 19, The Lure Of An Older Woman Was Overwhelmingly Exciting — And Gloria Was Old. She Was 30… And Bored To Tears With Her Husband!
An Insight Into What Really Goes On At Summer Resorts When Bored Wives And College-Age Staffers Are Thrown Together In Circumstances That Can Only Lead To Bed
From the back:
It Was Summertime… And The Loving Was Easy…
The crowd at the Lodge was gay and friendly… and some of the guests mixed only too well!
There was Gloria Logan — for whom, at 30, the hot, sweet ardor of honeymoon days had long since turned into the dull routine of desultory love-making… catapulting her into discreet indiscretions!
There was Dave Rogers — for whom, at 19, the lure of an older woman held more excitement and promise than the callow charms of undiscriminating co-eds… and Gloria’s warm-blooded ripeness promised much!
There was Cindy Hamilton — who, at 18, had already been subjected to a forced, and unwanted experience — and who was now willing to experiment with an exotic kind of love!
There was Anita Lundquist — a blonde bombshell who liked bewitching brunettes — like Cindy!
And Then There Were The Week-End Husbands Who Swarmed Down Either Too Tired To Toy With Love Or Too Eager To Find A New Playmate!
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A Dime A Throw
The Little Caesars
The Girl of the Roman Night (Original Title: The Unwanted)
The Odd Switch
It started as Sandy and Dino together, and switched to Sandy and Jimmy, strangely enough an odd switch…
High Pressure (Original Title: Full Fathom Five)
These Men Were Brothers… But They Loved The Same Woman
From the back:
These Brothers Lived Like Beasts — And Loved Like Men!
Paul was a hophead! That was it, nothing else. You don’t go around teaching people not to take dope — you’ve got to beat it out of them. And so I beat him. I beat him and I beat him until my hand was blood red. I beat him for taking the dope, for having Evee when I wanted her. I beat him for Jonesy who died in the ocean. I beat him until his eyes were swollen shut and his mouth was thick and out of shape. I beat him until J was sick and then I felt a stab through my guts like a thick bar — like I’d been harpooned.
Two brothers fight like brutes in the smashing climax of this real story of life on the ocean floor where the pressure twists men into raging animals.
The Bed At The Top
Lush Donnie Lee Did Not Intend To Be A Deceiving Wife… She Only Wanted To Occupy… The Bed At The Top
Yellow-Hair Had An Insatiable Appetite For Men — For Money! She Meant To Have Her Fill Of Both, And Was Prepared To Pay Any Price — With Her Body!
The Bedroom Route
He tried to reach the top of the ladder by making love to the right women
A Boldly Written Story Of The Madness That Turns The Advertising Jungle Into A Silken Sex-Trap!
Philanderer’s Women
One Woman Was Not Enough!
From the back:
THE search of wide-eyed youth for love and fulfillment was never more manifest than in the wanderings of the philanderer in this biting novel. Unfortunately, the wanderlust continued even after he was married. Avidly, he went right on seeking love. Are these yearnings typical? Do they explain the adulterer, the hit-and-run husband so woefully common on the American scene?
Joe Wladowsky’s extra-marital bill-of-fare embraced such tidbits as a lovely French nurse, a pretty French-Canadian, and a delightful half-Chinese girl. There was also the pristine Miss Vernon, not to mention enchanting Soska, who yielded impulsively just before her bridal night. But trouble overwhelmed Joe . . . when he began to covet his own step-daughter. . . .
A BOLD AND DIFFERENT BOOK: COMES TO GRIPS WITH THAT SHOCKING OBSTACLE TO WEDDED BLISS—THE INCONSTANCY OF THE MALE!
To Kiss, or Kill
The prize fighter’s lady! Or was she? A novel with a K.O. on every page
Whip of Desire
Murder by Latitude
Her Honeymoon Was Brief And Violent
From the back:
“Are You Afraid Of A Gun?”
She shook her head, but she stared at the revolver with stolid curiosity when he put it in her hand. “You know how it works?” he asked. Anna Wicksted knew. She tucked it inside her garter and Lt. Valcour wondered if the weapon could stop another murder. An unmailed letter, found beside a dead man, had brought Valcour to this hapless freighter. Now a killer hid and struck and hid again. Could it be Anna’s love-hungry mistress? And why the stolen thimble, the pair of scissors and the lump of wax?
Out of the danger that menaced everyone on the ship only this much was clear to Valcour: The killer was clever, the motive was strange, and the dread end of it would be told in blood!
The Deadly Dove
She Was Married To Murder
The Dove was an expert at killing and his price was reasonable
Because I hate being overcharged for murder. It just ruins my day.