Edward Phillips: 57 books

A mystifying story dealing with a wealthy M.P.'s experiment with a poor young man.

Fortune is the strangest mistress a man ever wooed. Who courts her she shuns, who deserves her she passes over, and on him who defies her and takes no pains to secure her she lavishes her favours. I am one of those to whom she has shown herself most kind. Many years ago I vowed my life away to one...

pubOne.info thank you for your continued support and wish to present you this new edition. Thurwell Court, by Thurwell-on-the-Sea, lay bathed in the quiet freshness of an early morning. The dewdrops were still sparkling upon the terraced lawns like little globules of flashing silver, and the tumult of...

A novel about secret societies in New York.

Excerpt: "Never heard a sound," the younger of the afternoon callers admitted, getting rid of his empty cup and leaning forward in his low chair. "No more tea, thank you, Miss Fairclough. Done splendidly, thanks. No, I went to bed last night soon after eleven—the Colonel had been...

Islamic State: The Coming Storm is a critical analysis of the missteps made by the United States and Western Europe in managing and carrying out the war against radical Islam and the ramifications of our nations failure to act in a more forceful manner against this threat. An understanding...

From a top wellness coach and a Harvard Medical School professor, comes this revolutionary book that will show you how to identify and decode your nine most basic emotional needs—and coach yourself to a calmer, healthier, and happier life. The more you thrive, the better your brain functions,...

Now available as an ebook. The follow-up to The World’s Best Drinking Jokes. This collection of drinking jokes is aimed at anybody who is either fond of a drop, or knows someone else who is.

Sick as a parrot becasue the big match has been cancelled or the TV’s broken down? Then this brilliant collection of the very best football jokes ever will soon have you over the moon – and rolling in the aisles. A group of flies were playing football in a saucer, using a lump of sugar as a ball....

Excerpt: "Never heard a sound," the younger of the afternoon callers admitted, getting rid of his empty cup and leaning forward in his low chair. "No more tea, thank you, Miss Fairclough. Done splendidly, thanks. No, I went to bed last night soon after eleven—the Colonel had been...

THE man and the woman stood facing one another, although in the uncertain firelight which alone illuminated the room neither could see much save the outline of the other's form. The woman stood at the further end of the apartment by the side of the desk—his desk. The slim trembling fingers of one...

Lady Anselman stood in the centre of the lounge at the Ritz Hotel and with a delicately-poised forefinger counted her guests. There was the great French actress who had every charm but youth, chatting vivaciously with a tall, pale-faced man whose French seemed to be as perfect as his attitude was correct....

pubOne.info thank you for your continued support and wish to present you this new edition. Down with the traitors! Down with the Russian spies! Down with Metzger!