9781507736876 - rapture di bryant, e.m. (2 risultati)
Lingua: Inglese
Editore: Createspace Independent Publishing Platform, 2015
Serie: Libro 1 di 3 - DIARY TRILOGY
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Da: THE SAINT BOOKSTORE, Southport, Regno UnitoTHE SAINT BOOKSTORE
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EUR 12,55
EUR 14,30 spedizioneSpedito da Regno Unito a U.S.A.Quantità: Più di 20 disponibili
Paperback / softback. Condizione: New. This item is printed on demand. New copy - Usually dispatched within 5-9 working days.
Lingua: Inglese
Editore: Createspace Independent Publishing Platform, 2015
Serie: Libro 1 di 3 - DIARY TRILOGY
- Brossura
- Print on Demand
Da: CitiRetail, Stevenage, Regno UnitoCitiRetail
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Paperback. Condizione: new. Paperback. In the midst of a boarding school's demise, a young and naive nun experiences an intense sexual awakening. Retold through her diary, the secluded school of St. Martin's is falling apart. To make matters worse, a student goes missing, pitting fear and doubt against the school's headmaster. W…hen the headmaster begins exhibiting disturbing behavior, it's up to the nun to protect the last remaining students. Aide arrives in the form of a mysterious priest, whose very presence poses the rawest temptation for the nun. But as winter closes in on the isolated group, an unseen danger takes hold, threatening escape. The nun's final testimony of her affair with a priest and their battle against seemingly true evil will blur the line between cabin fever and a haunting from hell. +++ EXCERPT: February 20, 1995 I've spent the last few days avoiding Fr. Derrick. Not an easy task in a school with a population of 7. Today he finally cornered me alone, though. I suppose it was inevitable. "Do I look diseased?" "What?" "You've done your best to keep me at a distance, and cover yourself with the kids the past few days. I'm assuming my appearance has rattled you." He wasn't wrong. My nerves were on edge, and what I had prayed for was a way out. Not a new stranger to figure out. "I like to keep structure for the children. It keeps them occupied." I wanted to get away from him, but he was blocking the doorway. "I'm just asking for a moment. I'd like to help. The missing boy-that has to have taken a toll. And the recent disappearance of Sister Mary-also unsettling." "They're coping," I said, listlessly. He stepped closer to me, his blue eyes on my face, impossible to get around them. "I'm talking about you." His concern made me laugh. We were all on our own, except for the children. "I'm alright. I am disappointed, I'll admit, that you've essentially come to help babysit." My tone was biting, unfriendly. And I wanted to back off, but the anger was on the surface, and I was tired. "You can't do this alone, Sister." All I could do was nod my head. Annoyance in my eyes, I knew my speech would be shaky, so I stood mute. Finally he moved away from the door, and I made my escape down to the kitchen. There was something about that man that just unsettled me. No, not unsettled. That was the wrong word. This item is printed on demand. Shipping may be from our UK warehouse or from our Australian or US warehouses, depending on stock availability.
