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He’d passed the longest night of his life locked in mortal combat with his ghosts, calling up and th...

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Get some sleep. Our troubles will still be there on the morrow

Devil's Brood

as was his way, once he acknowledged the problem, he set about finding a means to resolve it

Devil's Brood

The great hall was shimmering in light, sun streaming from the open windows, and ablaze with colour,...

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Why is it honesty when a man speaks his mind and madness when a woman does?

When Christ and His Saints Slept

It was just like him, she thought; with him, a happy ending was always a foregone conclusion. But su...

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When Christ and His Saints Slept

I inhale hope with every breath I take.

When Christ and His Saints Slept

…a cynic who was still saddened whenever his jaundiced view of mankind was confirmed...

When Christ and His Saints Slept

They had gathered at Eastcheap to wait. At this time of day, the marketplace ought to have been thro...

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When Christ and His Saints Slept

He'd never seen one so vibrant, though, or so vividly compelling... those glowing green eyes sparkli...

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When Christ and His Saints Slept

In the past few months, life had lost its sweetness and he’d lost his way. But no longer. Death was ...

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When Christ and His Saints Slept

Statecraft and kingship were not for the faint of heart

Devil's Brood

Outside, the sky was clear, stars gleaming in its ebony vastness like celestial fireflies. It was bi...

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Time and Chance

Autumn that year painted the countryside in vivid shades of scarlet, saffron and russet, and the day...

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Time and Chance

Well, dearest, what would you tell a farmer who had an over-abundant harvest? To plant less, of cour...

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Time and Chance

Men are born to sin…What does matter most, is not that we err, it is that we do benefit from our mis...

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The Sunne in Splendour

We tend to forget at times that it is the little ones, the children, who do suffer the greatest hurt...

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The Sunne in Splendour

What followed was for him a very entertaining spectacle, with one of Edward's brothers seemingly int...

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The Sunne in Splendour

Removing his helmet, Edward knelt by the stream called Swillgate, a name that effectively quenched a...

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The Sunne in Splendour

I would see him, Edward.'It was no request; he knew it to be an ultimatum. He shook his head violent...

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The Sunne in Splendour

Francis stared down at the Duchess of York's letter. He swallowed, then read aloud in a husky voice,...

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Messages continued to arrive from the Earl of Warwick, urging Londoners to hold firm for King Harry....

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The Sunne in Splendour

She opened her mouth, clamped it shut again. This was new, this sudden favor shown Gloucester, had b...

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The Sunne in Splendour

What do you know of sacrifice? Need I tell you of York's dead . . . of Sandal Castle? My brother did...

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The Sunne in Splendour

When does he ever think?" Richard straddled a chair and accepted a wind cup from Raoul. "If he were ...

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Devil's Brood

I’ll admit that my garden now grows hope in lavish profusion, leaving little room for anything else....

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The Reckoning

...what an unfair advantage the dead had over the living, for there could be no rebuttal, no denial,...

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During the day, memories could be held at bay, but at night, dreams became the devil's own accomplic...

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Forget the threat of Hell's infernal flames. The true torture would condemn a man to wait and wait a...

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Men kill for many reasons, they steal but for one-greed.

He looked upon this verdant, blossoming spring, a spring Joanna would never see, he looked upon a fi...

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Twilight was laying claim to the cité, and the sky was a deepening shade of lavender, spangled with ...

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Devil's Brood

I am not going to let him win, Guillaume. Not this time. I could not keep him from making my mother ...

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It is not easy to be stranded between two worlds, the sad truth is that we can never feel completely...

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Sharon Kay Penman

Novelist

Born: 1945-08-13

Died: N/A

Sharon Kay Penman (born August 13, 1945, in New York – January 22, 2021) is an American historical novelist, of Anglo-Irish ancestry. She is well known for her novels and mysteries about English and Welsh royalty during the Middle Ages.More