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Winching was apparently a guy thing. As was wenching. By Darynda Jones Winching Thing Apparently Guy Wenching

Quite definitely a Bingley By Lauren Willig Bingley

GILDEROY LOCKHART T By J.k. Rowling Gilderoy Lockhart

between Scylla and Charybdis, By Alison Weir Charybdis Scylla

ultimate demonstration of Constance's taste for the By Tracy Rees Constance Ultimate Demonstration Taste

The cowslip is a country wench. By Thomas Hood Wench Cowslip Country

Jane Austen Emma By Anonymous Emma Austen Jane

Daniel in the den; a champion in the den By Ernest Agyemang Yeboah Den Daniel Champion

Anne Shirley. Anne with an e. By Lucy Maud Montgomery Shirley Anne

GLOUCESTERNow, good sir, what are you?EDGARA most poor man made tame to fortune's blows,Who by the art of known and feeling sorrowsAm pregnant to good pity. By William Shakespeare Gloucesternow Edgara Sir Pity Good

Just lie back, wench."She snickered. "Did you call me wench? Well, you certainly dated yourself there, didn't you? Sometimes I forget how old you are. What's your age, anyway? Thirty-seven? Thirty-eight?""I'm thirty-three. By Kresley Cole Wench Back Snickered Lie Wench

Rhine. The river that, somewhere out there, has broken free. By Lauren Destefano Rhine Free River Broken

Albert tin. Why're By Anne Tyler Albert Tin

Danzhol. The one with the marriage proposal and the objections to the town charter in central Monsea. "Bacon," Bitterblue muttered. "Bacon!" she repeated, then carefully made her way up the spiral stairs. By Kristin Cashore Bacon Danzhol Monsea Bitterblue Marriage

Briar Greyson, in the bedroom, with the letter opener. By Kelley York Greyson Briar Bedroom Opener Letter

Marie Laurencin. By Stella Gibbons Laurencin Marie

DeWarenne men love forever By Brenda Joyce Dewarenne Forever Men Love

Sebastian Grey.The worrds rang like a miserable moan in her head. On the list of men she ought not to be kissing, he had to rank at the top, along with the King, Lord Liverpool, and the chimney sweep. By Julia Quinn Sebastian Head Greythe Worrds Rang

For the history of left-hand-path ideas, the all-important figure of Odin underwent a radical, yet predictable, splitting of image. He was - like all the other gods - portrayed as the epitome of evil. In parts of Germany, the speaking of his name was forbidden. It is for this reason that the modern German name for the day of the week usually called after him was renamed Mittwoch, "Mid-Week," while Thor (German Donar) keeps his weekday name, Donnerstag. The original name survives in some German dialects as Wodenestag or Godensdach.28 However, even after Christian conversion he still retained his patronage over the ruling elite. All the Anglo-Saxon kings continued to claim descent from Woden,29 and in the English language he retains his weekday name, Wednesday (Woden's day). By Stephen E. Flowers Odin German Ideas Radical Predictable

I am Mae Waylander from Halts-Walden, daughter of Robert Wallander, a good man who lost his life saving hers.' I point to Ellen. 'And I am the girl who has saved your brother's life on numerous occasions in the Waerg Woods - who fought off a wood nymph, a psychotic pre-adolescent prophet, and a determined flock of killer birds - only to have your father shoot an arrow in my side because I wouldn't let him kill my stag. By Sarah Dalton Wallander Mae Waylander Robert Haltswalden

Isabelle.It was always Isabelle. By Cassandra Clare Isabelle Isabelleit

Neverwinter Wood. By R.a. Salvatore Wood Neverwinter

On the other side of Mid-World, Roland of Gilead, the last gunslinger, had drawn this divided woman to him and had created a third, who was far better, far stronger, than either of the previous two. By Stephen King Roland Gilead Midworld Gunslinger Stronger

I know'd my name to be Magwitch, chrisen'd Abel. How did I know it? Much as I know'd the birds' names in the hedges to be chaffinch, sparrer, thrush. I might have thought it was all lies together, only as the birds' names come out true, I suppose mine did. By Charles Dickens Magwitch Abel Chrisen Birds Sparrer

You know nothing John Snow the wildling Ygritte By George R R Martin Ygritte John Snow Wildling

Don't you mean, witch? By Marianne Willis Witch

Woord is but wynd; leff woord and tak the dede. By John Lydgate Wynd Leff Dede Woord Tak

Somewhere fate laughs in her far-off country, because now I am the human and it is Grace I will lose again and again, immer wieder, always the same, every winter, losing more of her each year, unless I find a cure. By Maggie Stiefvater Grace Country Immer Wieder Winter

You ought to be blowing me kisses, wench. By George R R Martin Wench Kisses Blowing

Emil Drukker, the Head-hunter of Cologne. By Earl Peirce Drukker Cologne Headhunter Emil

By the Wyrd Throne of Glass Series By Sarah J. Maas Series Wyrd Throne Glass

Everything just changed. Watney's headed for Pathfinder. By Andy Weir Changed Pathfinder Watney Headed

(Arbell)The ungrateful gorgeous bitch. By Paul Hoffman Arbell Bitch Ungrateful Gorgeous

Zola Budd: so small, so waif-like, you literally can't see her. But there she is By Alan Parry Budd Zola Small Waiflike Literally

Whittle was an amazing chap. Tiny, stubborn, unstoppable - jet-propelled! It's amazing the impact his invention has had upon the world. By Adam Hart-Davis Whittle Chap Tiny Stubborn Unstoppable

Aelin of the wildfire. By Sarah J. Maas Aelin Wildfire

Dewan ex machina By Gail Carriger Dewan Machina

All in a moment Hurlow forgot the beauty of the sounds and smelt fear. He smelt it as an animal smells it, the breath cold in his nostrils. He had read about Pan, a dead god who might safely be patronized while poring over a book in a London lodging, but here and at this hour a god not to be scorned. ("Furze Hollow") By A.m. Burrage Hurlow Fear Smelt Moment Forgot

Clay Blaisdell Western By Stephen King Western Blaisdell Clay

pocket. "Tanner," Nathaniel By Rachel Hauck Pocket Tanner Nathaniel

Fancy me between Scylla and Charybdis. By Henry James Charybdis Scylla Fancy

closed behind Anne By L.m. Montgomery Anne Closed

Fenwick, sitting down to By Laura Lippman Fenwick Sitting

Whelks are strange and comforting.They have no notion of community life and they breed very quietly.But they have a strong sense of personal dignity.Even lying face down in a tray of vinegar there is something noble about a whelk.Which cannot be said for everybody. By Jeanette Winterson Whelks Strange Comfortingthey Notion Community

King Offa's dyke, By John B. Hattendorf Offa King Dyke

God forgive me, I was sorry to hear that Sir W Pens maid Betty was gone away yesterday, for I was in hopes to have had a bout with her before she had gone, she being very pretty. I have also a mind to my own wench, but I dare not, for fear she should prove honest and refuse and then tell my wife. By Samuel Pepys Sir Pens Betty God Yesterday

What is this place?" Now that they'd stopped, his body registered violent objection to the abuse of a mile's walk down the mountain. Hell. To pay. Pandelion whined."Home," replied Miss Willow.He held out his hand for the key.She sighed. "You're a very managing sort.""I am a man, Miss Willow.""I dislike being managed.""Alas," said Sebastian. By Carolyn Jewel Place Miss Home Alas Hell

Galder Weatherwax, Supreme Grand Conjuror of the Order of the Silver Star, Lord Imperial of the Sacred Staff, Eighth Level Ipsissimus and 304th Chancellor of Unseen University, wasn't simply an impressive sight even in his red nightshirt with the hand-embroidered mystic runes, even in his long cap with the bobble on, even with the Wee Willie Winkie candlestick in his hand. He even managed to very nearly pull it off in fluffy pompom slippers as By Terry Pratchett Weatherwax Supreme Star Lord Staff

Jacob is a German Shepherd. (I have never understood why they aren't called German Sheepdogs. What do the Germans call shepherds?) By Alan Coren German Jacob Shepherd Shepherds Germans

of the afternoon Mr. Fitz-Wattle---- By P.g. Wodehouse Fitzwattle Afternoon

This book is a very enjoyable read - I read it in a weekend. Eveline Maedel By Vicki M. Taylor Weekend Read Maedel Book Enjoyable

Have some bread and butter. The breadand butter is for Gwendolen. Gwendolen is devoted to bread andbutter. By Oscar Wilde Gwendolen Butter Bread Andbutter Breadand

I fink it is a femuw. A femuw of a winowcowus ... A a-stinct winocowus. By Elizabeth Peters Femuw Fink Winowcowus Winocowus Astinct

I just looked over and saw our wieners in a wad," then-Brewers manager Ned Yost said after the game. By Bill Schroeder Ned Yost Wad Thenbrewers Game

Niederhochwald. She seemed determined to work her way through the By Michael Flynn Niederhochwald Determined Work

A fresh spiderwebbillowinglike a spinnakeracross the open windowand here he isthe little mastersailing byon a thread of milkwish me luckadmiralI haven't finished anythingin a long time By Leonard Cohen Time Fresh Spiderwebbillowinglike Spinnakeracross Open

ADVENTURES OF ISABELIsabel By Ogden Nash Adventures Isabelisabel

Das mine!' protested Ava, Bennie's daughter, affirming Alex's recent theory that language acquisition involved a phase of speaking German. She snatched a plastic skillet away from his own daughter, Cara-Ann, who lurched after it, roaring, 'Mine pot! Mine pot! By Jennifer Egan Mine Das Pot Daughter Ava

Victor Wooten is the Carlos Castaneda of music By Tony Levin Wooten Carlos Castaneda Victor Music

In the name of all the elves in Christendom, is that Jane Eyre? By Charlotte Bronte Christendom Eyre Jane Elves

Whit looks like an angel when she sleeps. She's all sweet, full lips, long, curly eyelashes, and a tumble of sleek, dark hair against the pillow.She also kicks like a mule, snores like a bear, sweats like a hog, and steals the covers like a fat, menacing caterpillar about to cocoon herself before her metamorphosis. - Deo By Liz Reinhardt Whit Sleeps Angel Deo Long

Flies round a honeypot would be nothin' to it, lad! Penniless and nameless as ye are now, the lasses still sigh after ye - I've seen 'em!" More snorting. "Even this Sassenach wench can no keep away from ye, and her a new widow! By Diana Gabaldon Lad Flies Nothin Round Honeypot

(Who Did No Harm to No Man all the Dais of Her Life. Reader, Can You Say Lykewise?). By Neil Gaiman Reader Lykewise Harm Man Dais

Lochsong - she's like Linford Christie ... without the lunchbox. By Frankie Dettori Lochsong Christie Linford Lunchbox

Lenore - For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore - Nameless By Edgar Allan Poe Nameless Lenore Rare Radiant Maiden

Mister ... " "Wrexion." Chase supplied with great dignity. "Mr.Hugh G. Wrexion. By Julie Anne Long Mister Wrexion Chase Dignity Mrhugh

who the heck is dorothy gale? By Douglas Preston Gale Heck Dorothy

Daily her tactics grew more sly and underhanded. Last night the audacious wench had picked the lock to hischamber! Because he'd had the foresight to barricade the door with a heavy armoire, she'd then gone to his door inthe corridor and picked that lock. He'd been forced to escape out the window. Halfway down he'd slipped, crashed the last fifteen feet to the ground, and landed in a prickly bush. Since he'd not had time to don his trews, hismanly parts had taken the brunt of his abrupt entry into the bush, putting him in a foul mood indeed.The wench sought to unman him before his long-anticipated wedding night. By Karen Marie Moning Daily Underhanded Tactics Grew Sly

Margowegottagohomeandtell. By John Green Margowegottagohomeandtell

den, and I was walking down the street with By Arthur Conan Doyle Den Walking Street

Anne of Windy Poplars By L.m. Montgomery Poplars Windy Anne

Concurring hands divideflax for damaskthat when bleached by Irish weatherhas the silvered chamois-leatherwater-tightness of askin. By Marianne Moore Irish Concurring Silvered Askin Hands

Fletch took his wife's arm. 'We aren't going to turn anyone out into the cold and dark, are we, Poppy?'She looked up at him and said, 'Absolutely, we are. If you pay them double, Fletch, they'll probably be quite grateful.'He always knew that women were the crueler sex. But there was something slightly unnerved in her voice that he found interesting. Unkind wench. I don't turn people out into the dark. It's coming on to snow. By Eloisa James Fletch Poppy Absolutely Arm Wife

Wonderlawn's lost us for ever. Alis, alas, she broke the glass! Liddell lokker through the leafery, ours is mistery of pain. By James Joyce Wonderlawn Alis Alas Lost Glass

The Swendish queen - whose name I couldn't pronounce to save my life. By Kiera Cass Swendish Queen Life Pronounce Save

Bernd molders in the corner. Jutta moves through the world somewhere, watching shadows disentangle themselves from night, watching minders limp past in the dawnn. It was enough when Werner was a boy, wasn't it? A world of wildflowers blooming up through the shapes of rusty cast-off parts. A world of berries and carrot peels ad Frau Elena's fairy tales. Of the sharp smell of tar, and trains passing, and a voice on the radio offering a loom on which to spin his dreams. By Anthony Doerr World Bernd Corner Watching Molders

The Marianne Vos Route goes through the seven villages of Aalburg, where I grew up, and celebrates my World and Olympic titles with a number of benches along the route, where you can stop and rest your legs. You'll see the white windmill in Meeuwen and, in Babylonienbroek, a statue of the silver bike I rode to celebrate my Olympic track win. By Marianne Vos Route Aalburg Marianne Vos World

I love youDeleteIf you leave him, I'll leave herDeleteCan we talk?DeletePeter PanDelete By Tarryn Fisher Talk Deletepeter Pandelete Leave Love

Bychan: little one Cariad: sweetheart, beloved one Annwyl: By Lisa Kleypas Bychan Sweetheart Cariad Annwyl Beloved

What's her name? Claire, what's her name? By Rachel Caine Claire

silver jubilee. He By Roger A. Price Silver Jubilee

In the cold and snow-rich Silesian winters, there were hour-long rides on Sundays in horse-drawn sleighs to my maternal grandparent's farm to have lunch and to spend the afternoon. The house was a magnificent 18th-century manor house in the nearby Altgabel with a great hall that was decorated with hunting trophies. By Gunter Blobel Silesian Sundays Winters Afternoon Cold

Those half-learn'd witlings, num'rous in our isle As half-form'd insects on the banks of Nile By Alexander Pope Nile Witlings Numrous Halflearn Isle

With Dorothy hard at work, the By L. Frank Baum Dorothy Work Hard

Next to that dragon Micha had wirtten: 'KIS EacH OthER'. Abel looked at Anna. Anna looked at Abel.'She is the little queen,' said Abel, 'in our fairy tale, at least.''One must obey the queen,' said Anna. By Antonia Michaelis Kis Micha Anna Wirtten Abel

Chanel is composed of only a few elements, white camellias, quilted bags and Austrian doorman's jackets, pearls, chains, shoes with black toes. I use these elements like notes to play with. By Karl Lagerfeld Pearls Chains Austrian Chanel White

South.'But no name?,'No, Guido. But I'll keep By Donna Leon Guido South

Madeline Reynolds By Natasha Lowe Reynolds Madeline

A blundering wind scatters yellowed leaves... By David Mitchell Leaves Blundering Wind Scatters Yellowed

I never met your likeness. Jane: you please me, and you master me - you seem to submit, and I like the sense of pliancy you impart; and while I am twining the soft, silken skein round my finger, it sends a thrill up my arm to my heart. I am influenced - conquered; and the influence is sweeter than I can express; and the conquest I undergo has a witchery beyond any triumph _I_ can win. By Charlotte Bronte Likeness Met Jane Submit Impart

poxy shitweasel, By Kevin Hearne Poxy Shitweasel

Lizzing is a combination of laughing and whizzing. By Liz Lizzing Whizzing Combination Laughing

I am Calumny Spinks.Between me and the satin blue sky hangs the hempen noose.It has swung there in the faintest of breezes, waiting for me, all my life. By Piers Alexander Calumny Breezes Waiting Life Spinksbetween

He loomed over her, his eyes dark, his expression implacable. "You are wearing my ring, Maggie Windham." "I am wearing your ring because you were hen-witted enough to sneak it onto my night table when I was too overset to notice, and I did not want to lose it, and leaving expensive jewelry around where any maid might misplace - " But now the handsome wretch was smiling down at her. "Hen-witted, Maggie? I kiss your cheek in parting, slip a ring onto your night table, and you say I'm the one who's rendered hen-witted?" "It's one of Her Grace's words. When she uses it on the boys, they positively reel with abused dignity." "Reel into bed, Maggie, and expect me to call on you quite early tomorrow." It By Grace Burrowes Maggie Henwitted Dark Implacable Ring

Gisela. She was beautiful and easy to talk to. And unlike Rainhilda, she didn't prattle on and on about things Valten didn't care or know anything about. She talked about horses-a subject he was quite comfortable with. And he always thought a love of horses was sign of gentleness and good character. By Melanie Dickerson Gisela Rainhilda Valten Beautiful Easy

To whom the wilie Adder, blithe and glad. By John Milton Adder Blithe Glad Wilie

The smylere with the knyf under the cloke. By Geoffrey Chaucer Cloke Smylere Knyf

Who the rut is that Nubrevnan Windwitch? And: He should really learn how to button a shirt. By Susan Dennard Windwitch Nubrevnan Rut Shirt Learn

Weltschmerz, basically, is the depression we feel when bamboozlers, fanatics, manipulators, trolls, bigots, demagogues, fear-mongers, liars and prigs threaten to take over the world, and there's nothing, we think, we can do about it. By Em L. Smith Weltschmerz Basically Fanatics Manipulators Trolls

WOKING (vb.) To enter the kitchen with the precise determination to perform something only to forget what it is just before you do it. By Douglas Adams Woking Enter Kitchen Precise Determination