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    Balak: A Cthulhu Mythos Tale , Hörbuch, Digital, ungekürzt, 692min
    From dreams filled with strange, beautiful images and haunting music, Claire Challis woke to the repulsive sound of a nasal, falsetto voice scratching its way through her closed bedroom window - the kind of voice adults reserve for speaking to pets or very small children. A particularly annoying case of the latter, she decided, for the voice was crooning, "My, don't we look fine in our Sunday best! Are you going to church, young man?" From her second-floor apartment, she could hear only an indistinct, mumbled response, but she thought it came from little Paul Hernandez, who lived next door. A momentary silence ensued, and then she heard, "Are you going with your parents?" Claire couldn't help but shudder at the dry, coarse quality of the voice. The speaker sounded like an elderly man, but the intentional distortion of his speech impressed her as vaguely sinister. Little Paul must have answered in the affirmative, for the speaker continued, "You look so cute. How would you like to go with me to myyy church?" From the author, Mark Rainey: "Balak, like much of my fiction, is a part of a multilayered, interconnected universe that draws heavily from the Cthulhu Mythos of H. P. Lovecraft while using the most modern of settings and characters. Many of the settings for Balak are very real places in Chicago, which I attempted to capture and cast in a somewhat different light than they - at least probably - appear in real life." ungekürzt. Language: English. Narrator: Erik Synnesvedt. Audio sample: https://samples.audible.de/bk/acx0/056915/bk_acx0_056915_sample.mp3. Digital audiobook in aax.
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    Rakshasi: The Legend Begins: Birdie, Book 2 , Hörbuch, Digital, ungekürzt, 313min
    That Saturday, they went to a council meeting. Crystal had only been to two meetings. I sat with her. When it came time for new business to be addressed, Mr. Shoemaker went forward. “I have come to make a motion to relieve Ms. Crystal White from her teacher position at the reservation school?” Mr. Shoemaker said. Crystal and I were in shock. Will asked, “On what grounds do you think she should be relieved?” “She is Rakshasi!” Mr. Shoemaker roared. The people gasped and mumbled. “What evidence of this, do you have?” I yelled.Can love conquer all? Fate and destiny prove true in a Native American legend as Crystal White takes a teaching position on a reservation, learns her heritage and finds that she is the link to the survival of her people when she falls in love with the handsome Jonny Black. When they are introduced through a mutual friend their true destinies abound and they must face the challenges their ancestors foretold. How much truth is in the legends and folklore? Can they survive apart?Crystal and Jonny begin their journey to discover their fate and each other. Love is territorial, love conquers loss, and love is patient. This is the second of five books in the Birdie series that chronicles the journey of Crystal and her family through several generations. Faith and love are key components to Crystal’s survival. As she encounters so much loss in her life, she still pushes on to encourage others. “Have faith, Chief. Don’t you believe yet?” Crystal said. ungekürzt. Language: English. Narrator: Darrell Schoppa. Audio sample: https://samples.audible.de/bk/acx0/204571/bk_acx0_204571_sample.mp3. Digital audiobook in aax.
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    Annabelle Duncan , Hörbuch, Digital, ungekürzt, 173min
    Annabelle Duncan is an enhanced memory of when I came to California. Here is a sample: Thank heavens there was no line at the counter. With ticket in hand, she raced down the corridor and up the escalator and to the frustratingly long security line. When she finally got through, she hurried down the long, second floor corridor, reading the numbers above her as she passed under them. When she found the right section, she plopped into a seat near a massive window to await the plane's departure. Relieved to have made it on time, Annabelle took a moment to catch her breath. As she did so, she became aware of just how cold she was. She unzipped her bag of essentials, rummaged through it and remembered with irritation that she had left her jacket in the cab. She rubbed her arms. "Shoot," she mumbled. What a way to start a new adventure - without a wrap! It's a good thing I chose LA, she thought. She had caught the attention of the man sitting across from her. She had been aware of his eyes on her from the moment she had sat down and started going through her bag. He was still staring at her with amusement. She glanced up uncomfortably, intending only to quickly glance his way to see what his deal was, and as she did so, something strange happened. His dark eyes completely captured her attention. He smiled warmly at her. He was a handsome man, and very big. Whoa. In fact, thick ropes of muscle wound up his forearms, to disappear under his tee shirt sleeves. Whoa again. His face was framed with thick, curly, coal black, shoulder-length hair. He smiled at her again, nodding slightly. But Annabelle gave him only a cursory nod and no smile. She was not interested in men. Not now. Not even handsome strangers who were roped with muscle. ungekürzt. Language: English. Narrator: Deanna Arnold. Audio sample: https://samples.audible.de/bk/acx0/083197/bk_acx0_083197_sample.mp3. Digital audiobook in aax.
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    In the Season of Killing Bolts (eBook, ePUB)
    How did it all begin? That depends on where you were and who you ask. In some places it started with the weather-which quickly became unstable and began behaving in impossible ways. In still others it started with the lights in the sky, which shifted and pulsed and could not be explained. Elsewhere it started with the disappearances: one here, a few there, but increasing in occurrence until fully three quarters of the population had vanished. Either way, there is one thing on which everyone agrees-it didn't take long for the prehistoric flora and fauna to start showing up (often appearing right where someone was standing, in which case the two were fused, spliced, amalgamated). It didn't take long for the great Time-displacement called the Flashback-which was brief but had aftershocks, like an earthquake-to change the face of the earth. From In the Season of Killing Bolts: "Looks like a mushroom cloud-only, like, horizontal." I confess I jumped, and that my hand dropped to my weapon-had I carried one. "Donovan. Now how many times have I told you not to cut through the cemetery?" "Ah, Chief, but then I've got to go all the way around. And there's a mean dog on Oberlin; you know that. Besides," He stepped up next to me and gazed at the cloud. "You don't really mean to tell me you care about that when there's, well, that. Am I right?" I peered at the cloud: at its curtains of rain and lightning-like the tendrils of a jellyfish-at its billowing cumulonimbus, which flickered and flashed. "What is that?" I mumbled. "Is that, is that lightning up there, or something?" I guess he must have followed my gaze. "Up there? Near the top? No-no, I don't think so. More like-more like balloon beacons, or aircraft. Their wing lights, maybe-glowing in the gloom. Those colors, though. They don't-they don't look right. Almost like-" "That's because you've never seen them," I said, and toggled my radio. "No one has. K-94, this is the Chief. Do you copy?" But there was nothing-only static. Only white noise. I listened for the truck's radio: nothing. Just dead air. Just silence as thunder rumbled and the rain fell and the wind gusted-powerfully. Alarmingly. "K-94, this is the Chief-do you copy?" More static, more noise. I looked at the fast-approaching cloud. "Donovan," I said. "Yeah, Chief?" "Don't cut through the cemetery." And then I hustled for the truck and quickly climbed in-jammed it into gear, activated the light bar. Then I was driving out of the cemetery at a dizzying clip; reaching for my cellphone even as it started ringing and ringing; glancing at the shotgun as it lay-bleakly, funereally, like a coffin-between the seats.
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    Pioneers of African-American Cinema
    PIONEERS OF AFRICAN AMERICAN CINEMA - Blu-ray - This collection of the historically vital works of America's legendary first African-American filmmakers is the only one of it's kind. Funded in part by a highly successful Kickstarter campaign, the packaged set includes no fewer than a dozen feature-length films and nearly twice as many shorts and rare fragments. Subject matter includes race issues that went unaddressed by Hollywood for decades. / Films: Birthright (1938), The Blood of Jesus (1941), Body and Soul (1925), The Bronze Buckaroo (1939), By Right of Birth (fragment, 1921), Commandment Keeper Church, Beaufort, South Carolina (excerpt, 1940), The Darktown Revue (1931), Dirty Gertie from Harlem USA (1946), Eleven P.M. (1930), The Exile (1931), The Flying Ace (1926), God s Stepchildren (1938), Heaven-Bound Traveler (1933), Hellbound Train (1930), Hot Biskits (1931), Mercy the Mummy Mumbled (1918), Regeneration (fragment, 1923), The Scar of Shame (1929), S.S. Jones Home Movies (1924-26), The Symbol of the Unconquered: A Story of the KKK (1920), Ten Minutes to Live (1932), Ten Nights in a Bar Room (1926), Two Knights of Vaudeville (1918), Veiled Aristocrats (1932), Verdict Not Guilty (1934), We Work Again (1937), Within Our Gates (1920) - Musical scores (for silent films) by Paul D. Miller (aka DJ Spooky), Max Roach, Samuel D. Waymon, the Mont Alto Motion Picture Orchestra, Donald Sosin, Makia Matsumura, Alloy Orchestra, Rob Gal, Andrew Simpson - Bonus Features: Optional English Subtitles, 80-page booklet with essays and detailed film notes, Interviews with series curators Charles Musser and Jacqueline Stewart, Documentary on the restoration of the films, Documentary on the restoration efforts of the Library of Congress, Archival interview with actors Ethel and Lucia Moses (1978), Tyler Texas Black Film Collection promo film (with Ossie Davis, 1985) and more!
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