<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473112564845527524</id><updated>2011-07-28T20:22:52.369-05:00</updated><title type='text'>danys</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14554816619648975031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473112564845527524.post-8939577700912368385</id><published>2010-04-18T10:04:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T12:18:03.865-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>


KILLER WEEKEND by Ridley Pearson 

In Sun Valley, a playground for the rich, U.S. Attorney General Elizabeth Shaler returned to be the key speaker at billionaire Patrick Cutter's media and communications conference for business tycoons. Between her and County Sheriff Walt Fleming stands a killer who threatens Shaler's life. Walt's plate fills quickly with a potential murder and the arrest of </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.ridleypearson.com/killerweekend' title=''/><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://www.ridleypearson.com' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/feeds/8939577700912368385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2010/04/killer-weekend-by-ridley-pearson.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/8939577700912368385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/8939577700912368385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2010/04/killer-weekend-by-ridley-pearson.html' title=''/><author><name>sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14554816619648975031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4JLq0uaLeM/S8shLfPNxGI/AAAAAAAAAAs/HnuGyTP9CHg/s72-c/killer_150.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473112564845527524.post-3767786050417147058</id><published>2010-04-12T15:47:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T17:16:21.298-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>              Follow the author at:  www.teddekker.com/teddekkerA killer is on a path of death throughout the states. He chooses the most beautiful women and is killing them in the name of love. His tally is six so far. Special Agent Brad Raines has been on his tail, but the killer is allusive. Hand written notes are left at the scene of each crime, but that is it. No DNA from the killer is found</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/feeds/3767786050417147058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2010/04/fbi-special-agent-brad-raines-is-facing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/3767786050417147058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/3767786050417147058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2010/04/fbi-special-agent-brad-raines-is-facing.html' title=''/><author><name>sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14554816619648975031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473112564845527524.post-3593443366092594476</id><published>2010-03-03T10:50:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T10:59:11.344-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Kitty and the Dead Man's Hand by Carrie VaughKitty and Ben are the alpha pair of a Denver pack of werewolves. They are planning to get married in Las Vegas. While there, Kitty is planning to host her talk radio show live from the hotel she is staying at.This hotel is also hosting a large gun show where silver bullets and bounty hunters are everywhere. But wait, vampires are living in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/feeds/3593443366092594476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2010/03/kitty-and-dead-mans-hand-by-carrie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/3593443366092594476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/3593443366092594476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2010/03/kitty-and-dead-mans-hand-by-carrie.html' title=''/><author><name>sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14554816619648975031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473112564845527524.post-6500114457782496840</id><published>2010-03-03T09:30:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T10:47:11.259-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FACES  
A Novel by Martina Cole

An intriguing book that was a little slow at the start, but eventually I got to the "meat" of it.  The story introduces a fourteen year old boy named Danny Cadogen.  Dan's father has left the family, leaving Dan's mom and two siblings to fend for themselves.  He leaves school and becomes the bread winner.  He gets a job at a junkyard and soon learns the life of </summary><link rel='related' href='http://danys-san.blogspost.com' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/feeds/6500114457782496840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2010/03/faces-novel-by-martina-cole-intriguing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/6500114457782496840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/6500114457782496840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2010/03/faces-novel-by-martina-cole-intriguing.html' title=''/><author><name>sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14554816619648975031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473112564845527524.post-8447219813160136194</id><published>2010-02-23T20:02:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T20:32:00.878-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SILENT SCREAM by Karen RoseA teenage girl dies in a suspicious fire, Detective Olivia Sutherland is assigned to track down the arsonist. Then she discovers something more sinister: a vicious blackmailer who preys on young people and murders without hesitation. Making her work even harder is sexy firefighter David Hunter. He's not only sharing the case, but sparking memories of their long-ago </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/feeds/8447219813160136194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2010/02/silent-scream-by-karen-rose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/8447219813160136194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/8447219813160136194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2010/02/silent-scream-by-karen-rose.html' title=''/><author><name>sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14554816619648975031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4JLq0uaLeM/S4SJI02jPAI/AAAAAAAAAAk/zUtuipw3GSM/s72-c/The+Silent+Scream.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473112564845527524.post-4739615100574276325</id><published>2010-02-23T18:11:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T19:32:53.906-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE YELLOW HOUSE by Patricia FalveryThe Yellow House Book - Synopsis"I remember the summers best, when the days rested in the long arms of evening and the sounds around Slieve Guillon were as muted as benediction. Only the faint barking of distant dogs cut the stillness as farmers drove their cattle home. Smoke curled from cottage chimneys and children gulped down tea so they could return to play</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/feeds/4739615100574276325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2010/02/yellow-house-book-synopsis-i-remember.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/4739615100574276325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/4739615100574276325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2010/02/yellow-house-book-synopsis-i-remember.html' title=''/><author><name>sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14554816619648975031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473112564845527524.post-6779029391117756852</id><published>2010-02-01T14:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T15:37:52.348-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>UNDRESS ME IN THE TEMPLE OF HEAVEN by Susan Jane GilmoreIn 1986, Susan Jane Gilman and a classmate embarked on a bold trek around the globe starting in the People's Republic of china.  At that point, China had been open to independent backpackers for roughly ten minutes.  Armed only with the collected works of Nietzsche and Linda Goodman's Love Signs, the two friends plunged into the dusty </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/feeds/6779029391117756852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2010/02/undress-me-in-temple-of-heaven-by-susan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/6779029391117756852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/6779029391117756852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2010/02/undress-me-in-temple-of-heaven-by-susan.html' title=''/><author><name>sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14554816619648975031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473112564845527524.post-4256749313188587774</id><published>2010-01-25T21:39:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T14:33:10.454-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FALSE CONVICTIONS by Tim GreenCasey Jordan is counting on an open-and-shut case, a sure success for her first effort with the Freedom Project, the renowned charity group dedicated to helping exonerate wrongfully convicted prisoners. Not only is the Freedom Project giving Casey the chance to help innocent people, but its founder, Robert Graham, is offering Casey a one-million-dollar annual pledge </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/feeds/4256749313188587774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2010/01/false-convictions-by-tim-green.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/4256749313188587774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/4256749313188587774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2010/01/false-convictions-by-tim-green.html' title=''/><author><name>sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14554816619648975031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473112564845527524.post-8612856950533038516</id><published>2010-01-12T20:40:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T22:17:16.366-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WORST CASE by James Patterson and Michael LedwidgeDetective Michael Bennett is on the case. The son of a wealthy New York family has been kidnapped but no money is demanded. The hostage is questioned and wrong answers prove fatal.The kidnapper gets bolder and calls Mike on his cell phone and leads Mike and his partner Emily Parker on a merry chase through the streets of New York to find the </summary><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://www.jamespatterson.com' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/feeds/8612856950533038516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2010/01/worst-case-by-james-patterson-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/8612856950533038516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/8612856950533038516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2010/01/worst-case-by-james-patterson-and.html' title=''/><author><name>sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14554816619648975031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473112564845527524.post-5330465719427740710</id><published>2009-12-22T23:12:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T20:47:40.668-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>IN THE MIDST OF IT ALL by Tiffany L. WarrenZenovia, a clairvoyant, and her schizophrenic mother Audrey live in a one bedroom apartment in King Kennedy, a Cleveland housing project.  Someone knocks on the door.  Finally they call out, "We'd like to share the Gospel with you". The Brethren of the Sacrifice church believe they are the true Christians.   Audrey and Zenovia joined this church after </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/feeds/5330465719427740710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/12/in-midst-of-it-all-by-tiffany-l.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/5330465719427740710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/5330465719427740710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/12/in-midst-of-it-all-by-tiffany-l.html' title=''/><author><name>sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14554816619648975031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473112564845527524.post-5881658153289680925</id><published>2009-12-22T23:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T21:18:41.934-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE DOOMSDAY KEY by James RollinsA famed geneticist dies inside a bio hazard lab at Princeton University.  A Vatican archaeologist is found dead in St. Peter's Basilica.  At a Red Cross camp in Africa, a U.S. senator's son is slain.  Three murders bear a horrifying connection:  a Druidic pagan cross burned into their flesh.Commander Gray Pierce of Sigma Force searches for the truth with the aid </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/feeds/5881658153289680925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/12/doomsday-key-by-james-rollins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/5881658153289680925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/5881658153289680925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/12/doomsday-key-by-james-rollins.html' title=''/><author><name>sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14554816619648975031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473112564845527524.post-8885617531559163480</id><published>2009-12-22T23:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T21:55:51.287-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ICE TRAP by Kitty SewellA boy walks near the shores of Coronation Gulf, Arctic Ocean with his knapsack, his dog and his rifle.  His heart quickens as he notices the fresh tracks of a polar bear.  The boy and dog are a welcome sight of food.  The fight for life ensues.  The boy struggles to draw air in his lungs, finally relaxes with courage of impending death.  The old man shuffled across the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/feeds/8885617531559163480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/12/ice-trap-by-kitty-sewell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/8885617531559163480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/8885617531559163480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/12/ice-trap-by-kitty-sewell.html' title=''/><author><name>sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14554816619648975031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473112564845527524.post-3533227049312695815</id><published>2009-12-22T23:04:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T19:41:52.499-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AN EXACT REPLICA OF A FIGMENT OF MY IMAGINATION by Elizabeth McCrackenA baby is born and is a most wonderful experience to a husband and wife. This miniature person is the embodiment of both, developing his or her own personality as years of growth and nurturing abound.A baby is stillborn at birth which is the most devastating experience to both husband and wife. This miniature person was the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/feeds/3533227049312695815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/12/exact-replica-of-figment-of-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/3533227049312695815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/3533227049312695815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/12/exact-replica-of-figment-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14554816619648975031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473112564845527524.post-256006110994028098</id><published>2009-12-02T19:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T19:34:06.849-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MALICE  by Lisa JacksonRick Bentz is recovering in the hospital from an accident.  As he opens his eyes he smells gardenias, the same perfume his wife Jennifer wore.  He sees her.  She blows him a kiss and disappears.  It can't be because Jennifer died twelve years ago.Recovering at home, Rick starts to see Jennifer everywhere, then she vanishes without a trace, slowly driving him nuts.  He </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/feeds/256006110994028098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/12/malice-by-lisa-jackson-rick-bentz-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/256006110994028098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/256006110994028098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/12/malice-by-lisa-jackson-rick-bentz-is.html' title=''/><author><name>sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14554816619648975031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473112564845527524.post-6262613702271035050</id><published>2009-12-02T18:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T19:03:29.086-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PLEA OF INSANITY by Jilliane HoffmanHalloween, trick or treat, the Grim Reaper waits, homemade ghosts dangling from the branches of an oak, twisting in the gusty breeze.  In the moonlight they glow an odd, bright white.  A dog barks as night yawns toward morning.Rookie Coral Gables PO Pete Colonna pulls his cruiser up the curb.  The house belongs to a Dr. and Mrs. David Marquette.  Dispatch has </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/feeds/6262613702271035050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/12/plea-of-insanity-by-jilliane-hoffman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/6262613702271035050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/6262613702271035050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/12/plea-of-insanity-by-jilliane-hoffman.html' title=''/><author><name>sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14554816619648975031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473112564845527524.post-2937922193108781729</id><published>2009-12-02T17:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T18:18:03.206-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TRUST NO ONE by Greg HurwitzAt seventeen, Nick Horrigan makes a deadly mistake, one that will cost his stepfather his life, endangers his mother and sends himself into exile for many years. Now, years later, he comes face to face with a terrorist threatening to blow up a nuclear reactor.  Again Nick has to make a choice;  pack up and run or listen and uncover the secrets that have held him </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/feeds/2937922193108781729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/12/trust-no-one-by-greg-hurwitz-at.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/2937922193108781729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/2937922193108781729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/12/trust-no-one-by-greg-hurwitz-at.html' title=''/><author><name>sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14554816619648975031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473112564845527524.post-5564813300084990924</id><published>2009-12-02T17:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T17:56:11.086-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DEAD MEN'S BOOTS by Mike CareyFelix Castor is London-based ghost hunter.  John Gittings, fellow exorcist of Castor, places several calls to Felix that go unanswered.  When Felix finally does get back to John, he finds that his friend has met an untimely death. An awful murder in King's Cross bears the markings of a dead serial killer.  Of course, Castor has to get involved, fighting a battle for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/feeds/5564813300084990924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/12/dead-mens-boots-by-mike-carey-felix.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/5564813300084990924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/5564813300084990924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/12/dead-mens-boots-by-mike-carey-felix.html' title=''/><author><name>sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14554816619648975031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473112564845527524.post-5288295245350785562</id><published>2009-11-20T21:44:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T22:03:48.258-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WHO MADE YOU A PRINCESS?  by Shelley AdinaShani Hanna and Prince Rashid al Amir are due to get married except Shani doesn't know it.  They are both students at Spencer Academy, friends since they were little.Shani has had a great summer vacation with her friends, meeting Danyel Johnstone whom she likes a whole lot.  Now school has resumed and Shani finds Prince Rashid inserting himself into her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/feeds/5288295245350785562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/11/who-made-you-princess-by-shelley-adina.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/5288295245350785562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/5288295245350785562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/11/who-made-you-princess-by-shelley-adina.html' title=''/><author><name>sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14554816619648975031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473112564845527524.post-5751503564022814179</id><published>2009-11-20T20:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T21:42:45.494-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HOLLYWOOD IS LIKE HIGH SCHOOL WITH MONEYby Zoey DeanTaylor Henning just moved to LA.  She got hired as an assistant in production at Metronome Studios.  Her dream has always been to make movies.  Stuttering, sweaty palms and clumsiness greets her first day on the job.  Off she sends a postcard to Michael Demming, a director that made one movie which flopped big time after which he fled Hollywood.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/feeds/5751503564022814179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/11/hollywood-is-like-high-school-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/5751503564022814179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/5751503564022814179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/11/hollywood-is-like-high-school-with.html' title=''/><author><name>sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14554816619648975031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473112564845527524.post-8916167793434305255</id><published>2009-11-12T20:12:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T20:44:33.141-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>RAVENS by George Dawes GreenThe Boatwrights win $318 million in the Georgia State Lottery.  It is the best and worst day of their lives.Shaw McBride and Romeo Zderko pull off I95 into a convenience store to fix their leaky tire.  On the inside, Shawn happens to see the lottery winner's name and begins to hatch a scheme to squeeze the family for half of the prize.That night, Shaw goes to visit the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/feeds/8916167793434305255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/11/ravens-by-george-dawes-green.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/8916167793434305255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/8916167793434305255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/11/ravens-by-george-dawes-green.html' title=''/><author><name>sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14554816619648975031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473112564845527524.post-8898382085259730658</id><published>2009-11-11T19:53:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T19:59:53.581-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Nine Lessons by KEVIN ALAN MILNEAugust Witte is terrified as he fins out his wife of seven years is pregnant and in seventh heaven about it.  What does he know about fatherhood?  Nada!His father London, a widower since August was toddler, has taught him nothing.  London is big into golf and a whole lot less into thoughts of his son.August now confronts his father about his hatred of golf and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/feeds/8898382085259730658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/11/nine-lessons-by-kevin-alan-milne-august.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/8898382085259730658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/8898382085259730658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/11/nine-lessons-by-kevin-alan-milne-august.html' title=''/><author><name>sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14554816619648975031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473112564845527524.post-5109386863278691790</id><published>2009-07-07T20:41:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T21:56:24.035-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE CASTAWAYS by Elin HilderbrandWhat happened between Greg MacAvoy and April Peck? On the tiny island of Nantucket, everybody's business is everyone's business. When the charming music teacher Greg MacAvoy shares a rainy Sunday night with high school senior April Peck, rumors swarm the island like tourists on Memorial Day. The stories strain the marriage of Greg and his wife Tess. She herself is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/feeds/5109386863278691790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-happened-between-greg-macavoy-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/5109386863278691790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/5109386863278691790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-happened-between-greg-macavoy-and.html' title=''/><author><name>sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14554816619648975031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4JLq0uaLeM/SlP5i9uh-zI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TnOv7wfqZkU/s72-c/castaways.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473112564845527524.post-4784743882326126610</id><published>2009-06-19T10:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T10:44:40.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE SCARECROW by Michael ConnellyJack McEvoy is at the end of the line as a crime reporter.  Once a hotshot in the newsroom, Jack is now in the cross hairs of the latest set of layoffs at the Los Angeles Times.  He decides to go out with a bang, using his final days at the paper to write the definitive murder story of his career.Jack focuses on Alonzo Winslow, a sixteen year old drug dealer in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/feeds/4784743882326126610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/06/scarecrow-by-michael-connelly-jack.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/4784743882326126610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/4784743882326126610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/06/scarecrow-by-michael-connelly-jack.html' title=''/><author><name>sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14554816619648975031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473112564845527524.post-7349935879326819629</id><published>2009-06-19T10:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T10:23:34.667-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GHOST WRITER by Travis ThrasherDennis shore thrills his readers with spooky best selling novels.  Now a widower, Dennis is alone in his house.  His daughter, Audrye attending college out of state.  Stricken with writers block, Dennis is desperate for a story to meet his deadline.  He does the unthinkable and claims someone else's story as his own.  At the book signing he is greeted by a young man</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/feeds/7349935879326819629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/06/ghost-writer-by-travis-thrasher-dennis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/7349935879326819629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/7349935879326819629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/06/ghost-writer-by-travis-thrasher-dennis.html' title=''/><author><name>sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14554816619648975031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473112564845527524.post-5211154302801091328</id><published>2009-06-19T09:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T09:50:48.421-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SANTA OLIVIA by Jacqueline CareyThere is no pity and no escape from Santa Olivia.  In this isolated military zone between the U.S. and Mexico the citizens are powerless.  Loup Garron is born, daughter of a man called "Wolf Man" who is genetically manipulated by the government to be a weapon.  He was engineered to have superhuman strength, speed, stamina, senses, as well as a total lack of fear.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/feeds/5211154302801091328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/06/santa-olivia-by-jacqueline-carey-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/5211154302801091328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/5211154302801091328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/06/santa-olivia-by-jacqueline-carey-there.html' title=''/><author><name>sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14554816619648975031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473112564845527524.post-3413098859497978217</id><published>2009-06-11T21:13:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T21:47:50.980-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SECRETS TO HAPPINESS by Sarah DunnHolly Frick has just endured the worst kind of breakup: the kind where you're still in love with the person leaving you. While Holly's wounds are still dangerously close to the surface, her happily married best friend confesses over a bottle of wine that she is this close to having an affair. And another woman asks Holly for advice about her love life--with one </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/feeds/3413098859497978217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/06/secrets-to-happiness-by-sarah-dunn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/3413098859497978217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/3413098859497978217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/06/secrets-to-happiness-by-sarah-dunn.html' title=''/><author><name>sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14554816619648975031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473112564845527524.post-3841017250867321181</id><published>2009-06-09T20:11:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T21:50:36.178-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AN HONORABLE GERMAN by Charles McCainA novel of World War IIMac Brekendorf is a proud young German naval officer who fights for his country with honor and courage. He looks forward to the future with his fiancee, Mareth.In the North Atlantic, Max faces the increasing strength of the allies during his missions. Berlin is being bombed continuously, making life for Mareth dangerous.As The Third </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/feeds/3841017250867321181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/06/honorable-german-by-charles-mccain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/3841017250867321181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/3841017250867321181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/06/honorable-german-by-charles-mccain.html' title=''/><author><name>sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14554816619648975031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473112564845527524.post-8369873925539792130</id><published>2009-06-09T19:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T21:51:39.369-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CEMETERY DANCE by Douglas Preston and Linda ChildVincent D'Agosta surveys the crime scene of New York Times reporter William Smithbeck Jr who was brutally attached and killed. The crime is simple, disorganized and messy. The killer - deceased, Colin Fearing who was found floating in the Harlem River ten days earlier.FBI Special Agent A.X.L. Pendergast is on the case along with Caitlyn Kidd, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/feeds/8369873925539792130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/06/cemetery-dance-by-douglas-preston-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/8369873925539792130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/8369873925539792130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/06/cemetery-dance-by-douglas-preston-and.html' title=''/><author><name>sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14554816619648975031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473112564845527524.post-6939170349912706080</id><published>2009-06-07T13:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T13:35:41.264-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MATING RITUALS OF THE NORTH AMERICAN WASP by Lauren Lipton</title><summary type='text'>Peggy Adams awakes to a strange man in her bed. She remembers nothing after celebrating with her friends the night before. Looking around she is horrified to find she is married to the stranger in her bed.Hunky Luke Sedgwick is the last of the New Nivevah, Connecticut Sedgwicks. He lives with his eccentric Aunt Abigail in the old family home that is falling down around their ears and eating up </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/feeds/6939170349912706080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/06/mating-rituals-of-north-american-wasp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/6939170349912706080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/6939170349912706080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/06/mating-rituals-of-north-american-wasp.html' title='MATING RITUALS OF THE NORTH AMERICAN WASP by Lauren Lipton'/><author><name>sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14554816619648975031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473112564845527524.post-7783595927115323515</id><published>2009-06-07T12:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T13:01:28.519-05:00</updated><title type='text'>GALWAY BAY by Mary Pat Kelly</title><summary type='text'>Honora Keeley and Michael Kelly wed and start a family in Ireland.  They find peace in their ancient faith, stories and songs.     Coming from a family of fishermen and tenant farmers, they sell both their crops and catch from the sea to pay the high rents and taxes imposed on them by the landlord and the government.  They live on the only thing left to them, potatoes.     A potato blight in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/feeds/7783595927115323515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/06/galway-bay-by-mary-pat-kelly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/7783595927115323515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/7783595927115323515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/06/galway-bay-by-mary-pat-kelly.html' title='GALWAY BAY by Mary Pat Kelly'/><author><name>sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14554816619648975031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473112564845527524.post-7808860710086690148</id><published>2009-06-07T12:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T12:27:24.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wicked Game by Lisa Jackson and Nancy Bush</title><summary type='text'>In the midst of the maze at St. Elizabeth school, a group of boys are trying to scare one another.  They end up at the ghostly white statue of the Madonna.  Pushing and shoving, one of the boys stumbles and falls, brushing his hands against the ground, unearthing buried bones.     Twenty years ago, Jessie Brentwood goes missing from St. Elizabeth's school.  Her friends believed she ran away.  But</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/feeds/7808860710086690148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/06/wicked-game-by-lisa-jackson-and-nancy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/7808860710086690148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/7808860710086690148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/06/wicked-game-by-lisa-jackson-and-nancy.html' title='Wicked Game by Lisa Jackson and Nancy Bush'/><author><name>sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14554816619648975031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473112564845527524.post-2578906805993938924</id><published>2009-04-26T22:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T23:04:06.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BONEMAN'S DAUGHTER by Ted DekkerRyan Evans, an intelligence officer overseas in the war zone, was captured by insurgents and escaped but not before he was tormented in the most abominable way, mimicking the serial killer BoneMan.  Back in the states his wife Celine and daughter Bethany get on with their lives.  Ryan has not been there for them before and they don't want him now that he is back </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/feeds/2578906805993938924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/04/bonemans-daughter-by-ted-dekker-ryan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/2578906805993938924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/2578906805993938924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/04/bonemans-daughter-by-ted-dekker-ryan.html' title=''/><author><name>sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14554816619648975031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473112564845527524.post-7494172188072295723</id><published>2009-04-26T22:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T22:28:50.467-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>First Family by David BaldacciWilla's 12th birthday is held at Camp David, given to her by her aunt Jane who is the first lady.  Her mom Pam looks around and sees balloons, cake and kids having fun inside, but outside she sees machine guns and guards on patrol.  Her husband Tuck is Jane's brother who happens to be away on business and missing his daughter's birthday.Sean King and Michelle Maxwell</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/feeds/7494172188072295723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/04/first-family-by-david-baldacci-willas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/7494172188072295723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/7494172188072295723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/04/first-family-by-david-baldacci-willas.html' title=''/><author><name>sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14554816619648975031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473112564845527524.post-5736426963997351300</id><published>2009-04-26T21:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T22:11:41.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE LOST HOURS by Karen WhitePiper has just buried her grandmother Annabelle and now she is all alone.  She came to live with her grandparents at the age of six after her parents died in a car crash.  Annabelle's attorney has delivered to Piper an envelope containing only a charm.  What does it mean?  No note or explaination!She digs up a forgotten box buried in the garden.  It contains old, torn</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/feeds/5736426963997351300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/04/lost-hours-by-karen-white-piper-has.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/5736426963997351300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/5736426963997351300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/04/lost-hours-by-karen-white-piper-has.html' title=''/><author><name>sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14554816619648975031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473112564845527524.post-9070719892178529298</id><published>2009-04-26T20:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T23:07:32.554-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FOLLOW ME by Joanna Scott</title><summary type='text'>Sally Werner, a free spirited, adventurous 16 year old has a baby with her cousin thus disgracing her family. She leaves all behind, including the baby, to see the world and never looks back. She is found starving by two elderly gentlemen, one of which takes her in, providing her room and board in return for her keeping his house clean. But she can't stay forever.On her own again, Sally Mole is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/feeds/9070719892178529298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/04/follow-me-by-joanna-scott.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/9070719892178529298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/9070719892178529298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/04/follow-me-by-joanna-scott.html' title='FOLLOW ME by Joanna Scott'/><author><name>sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14554816619648975031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473112564845527524.post-4511730320143019852</id><published>2009-03-29T15:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T15:26:07.497-05:00</updated><title type='text'>THE GIRL SHE USED TO BE  by David Cristofano</title><summary type='text'>Torn from friends, school and home, Melody Grace McCartney is running for her life. A six year old, along with her parents witness a mob killing. The family is put into protective custody with a new name, a new life and in a new town.Once again she must move and is wisked away. She is protected but encounters Jonathan Bovaro, the very one she is running from. He talks her into coming with him, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/feeds/4511730320143019852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/03/girl-she-used-to-be-by-david-cristofano.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/4511730320143019852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/4511730320143019852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/03/girl-she-used-to-be-by-david-cristofano.html' title='THE GIRL SHE USED TO BE  by David Cristofano'/><author><name>sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14554816619648975031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473112564845527524.post-9166496318145386386</id><published>2009-03-29T13:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T14:36:21.689-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FIFTY IS NOT A FOUR-LETTER WORD a novel by Linda Kelsey</title><summary type='text'>Hope is a middle aged woman who has a great job, a husband that loves her and a son getting ready to head off to college.  She is also terrified because she is turning the big 50.In her angst, she loses her job, drives her husband away, disgusts her son and has a fling with another guy on a little jaunt she takes to clear her head.Getting it together she treks up a mountain with friends, gets </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/feeds/9166496318145386386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/03/fifty-is-not-four-letter-word-novel-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/9166496318145386386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/9166496318145386386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/03/fifty-is-not-four-letter-word-novel-by.html' title='FIFTY IS NOT A FOUR-LETTER WORD a novel by Linda Kelsey'/><author><name>sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14554816619648975031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473112564845527524.post-5219614585940929868</id><published>2009-03-29T13:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T21:28:52.379-05:00</updated><title type='text'>THE MAKEDOWN by Gitty Daneshvari</title><summary type='text'>New York, are you ready? Here comes funny, plain, obese Anna Norton who leaves behind her all American dysfunctional family for the big apple. She gets hired by a caterer, who in a most underhanded way helps Anna to shed pounds and start to like herself more.She meets the hunky, healthy, outgoing, well built, slim and trim, Ben who likes her. Not believing her luck in landing Ben, her jealousy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/feeds/5219614585940929868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/03/makedown-by-gitty-daneshvari.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/5219614585940929868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/5219614585940929868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/03/makedown-by-gitty-daneshvari.html' title='THE MAKEDOWN by Gitty Daneshvari'/><author><name>sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14554816619648975031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473112564845527524.post-5260657377596048719</id><published>2009-03-29T12:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T13:05:11.245-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ANGEL OF WRATH a novel by Bill Myers</title><summary type='text'>A mega church is loosing it members to a serial killer. Charlie Madison, a retired agent, his quirky teenage niece Jaz, and his defunct FBI agent friend Lisa pull together as a group to solve the murders.They are lead to a young coven of teens who have offered sacrifices to the underworld, calling up a terrible demon who trys to destroy everyone. Both the killer and demon go after the founder of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/feeds/5260657377596048719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/03/angel-of-wrath.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/5260657377596048719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/5260657377596048719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/03/angel-of-wrath.html' title='ANGEL OF WRATH a novel by Bill Myers'/><author><name>sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14554816619648975031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473112564845527524.post-8660871587400170169</id><published>2009-03-27T15:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T15:59:43.054-05:00</updated><title type='text'>AFRAID by Jack Kilborn</title><summary type='text'>Safe Haven, a small town, miles from everywhere in the north woods of Wisconsin.  A chopper stirs the quiet, crashes; an explosion is heard.  The pilots are found nearly beheaded in the mangled wreckage.  A tortured soul screams, begging for release by death.A special ops force terrorizes the town.  Blood runs as water down the drain in the high school gym.  Always the question, "Where is Warren?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/feeds/8660871587400170169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/03/afraid-by-jack-kilborn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/8660871587400170169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/8660871587400170169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/03/afraid-by-jack-kilborn.html' title='AFRAID by Jack Kilborn'/><author><name>sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14554816619648975031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473112564845527524.post-8893488598580942889</id><published>2009-02-26T20:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T20:46:57.214-06:00</updated><title type='text'>BLACK FOR REMEMBRANCE by Charlene Thompson</title><summary type='text'>The phone rings, its answered and the listener hears the voice of a little girl who says "mommie, help me!"  The voice belongs to Hayley who was kidnapped and murdered 20 years ago.  Hayley's clown doll "Twinkles" appears and disappears. Several murders take place and at each of their funerals a mysterious bouquet of black orchids appears and disappears.  Attached to the bouquest is a note card </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/feeds/8893488598580942889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/02/black-for-remembrance-by-charlene.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/8893488598580942889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/8893488598580942889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/02/black-for-remembrance-by-charlene.html' title='BLACK FOR REMEMBRANCE by Charlene Thompson'/><author><name>sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14554816619648975031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473112564845527524.post-420349384972875601</id><published>2009-02-23T20:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T21:01:56.700-06:00</updated><title type='text'>EVERY NOW AND THEN</title><summary type='text'>9/11 Trilogy Book 3Karen KingsburyThe Twin Towers in New York fall.  Firefighter Ben Brady lost his life doing what he loved to do, but he leaves behind his son Alex who can't believe this happened and his dad is gone.  As soon as Alex can he moves to the West Coast, leaving behind his mother and the love of his life, Holly.His passion is to fight crime so he becomes a sheriff with a K9 partner </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/feeds/420349384972875601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/02/every-now-and-then.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/420349384972875601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/420349384972875601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/02/every-now-and-then.html' title='EVERY NOW AND THEN'/><author><name>sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14554816619648975031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473112564845527524.post-2216468711966285189</id><published>2009-02-16T20:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T20:12:28.801-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A  Spoonful of Poision by M.C. Beaton</title><summary type='text'>An Agatha Raisin MysteryAgatha Raisin is a highly successful detective who needs time off.  Making the decision to not work so much, she now has time on her hands, so when the vicar from a nearby village comes asking for her help, she gives it.  She sets up a bazaar which has a great turnout of people and lots of money is made.  LSD laced jam in the tasting booth kills two women.She and her young</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/feeds/2216468711966285189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/02/spoonful-of-poision-by-mc-beaton.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/2216468711966285189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/2216468711966285189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/02/spoonful-of-poision-by-mc-beaton.html' title='A  Spoonful of Poision by M.C. Beaton'/><author><name>sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14554816619648975031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473112564845527524.post-4783297007985187119</id><published>2009-02-16T19:50:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T20:01:16.088-06:00</updated><title type='text'>RADIOMAN by Carol Edgemon Hipperson</title><summary type='text'>An Eyewitness Account of Pearl Harbor and World War II in the PacificRay Daves was just a 16 year old renegade teenager when he felt life on the farm in Little Rock was not what he wanted.  He dropped out of school and enlisted in the Civilian Conservation Corps (CCC), with his parents permission.  For the next six months in Idaho he planted trees on the hillsides to stop soil erosion, dug </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/feeds/4783297007985187119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/02/radioman-by-carol-edgemon-hipperson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/4783297007985187119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/4783297007985187119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/02/radioman-by-carol-edgemon-hipperson.html' title='RADIOMAN by Carol Edgemon Hipperson'/><author><name>sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14554816619648975031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3473112564845527524.post-6022660202795180777</id><published>2009-02-16T19:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T19:50:05.442-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Her Wedding Wish by Jillian Hart</title><summary type='text'>A heart warming, five star, romance book.Danielle and Jonas are the all American family with two children, Tyler and Madison.  One day the phone rings and Danielle gets the dreaded call, "your husband has been shot in the line of duty."  She rushes to his side, every thought of their life they have now and what she might find once she gets to his room, runs through her mind.  She finds him in a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/feeds/6022660202795180777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/02/her-wedding-wish-by-jillian-hart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/6022660202795180777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3473112564845527524/posts/default/6022660202795180777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danys-san.blogspot.com/2009/02/her-wedding-wish-by-jillian-hart.html' title='Her Wedding Wish by Jillian Hart'/><author><name>sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14554816619648975031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
