Towards the end of the war as the Germans are in their final retreat in November 1918, a British raiding party stumbles across a strange and eerie scene in a ruined chateau, under fire. Following the strains of a familiar tune, and understandably perplexed as to who would be playing the piano in the midst of shellfire, they discover a German officer lying dead at the keys, next to a beautiful woman in full evening dress, also deceased. But the officer is the spitting image of G B Bretherton, a British officer missing in action.... So follows a tale of mystery and identity, first published in 1930, which is not only an authentic account of conditions at the Front, but also a remarkable thriller, with a highly unusual plot, which won Bretherton comparisons to John Buchan and the best of the espionage writers. John Squire, the influential editor of the London Mercury said 'of the English war-books, undoubtedly the best is Bretherton.' The Morning Post thought it 'one of the best of the English war novels. I do not expect anything much better.' The Sunday Times pinpointed its dual attraction: it was both 'a mystery as exciting as a good detective story and an extraordinarily vivid account of trench-warfare'.

'I never saw the man again, alive or dead. One will say that I saw him only for a moment, that it was misty at the time, and that even I did not recognise the features, covered as they were with grime and stubble. Yet I am sure that the taller of the two ragged civilians I saw in the chalk quarry that misty March morning of 1918 was that Lieutenant Peter Rawley, R. F.A., who the official records stated was killed near Arras the previous autumn.' Behind the Lines is a thriller that follows on from the success of W. F. Morris's first novel, Bretherton: Khaki or Field-Grey? Morris is again concerned with questions of identity, allegiance, chance, concealment and self-discovery. A subaltern is forced to flee when he accidentally kills an overbearing, taunting fellow officer: appearances are all against him and he does not trust to trench justice. He becomes a fugitive and has to join forces with other deserters, lost soldiers and outlaws in a hand-to-mouth existence in the no man's land between opposing forces. A series of adventures and disasters ensue, including capture by the Germans and near death by firing squad. Only his own bravery and the devotion of his fiance can rescue him from his plight. A contemporary commentator noted that 'in spite of the flood of war books', Morris was able to achieve 'a quite different viewpoint from all the others', and his book was 'an outstanding success'.

Thomas Tashunka Witco (Crazy Horse) Bill, is to be exact, one half Lakota Sioux Indian, one fourth Comanche Indian and one fourth white man of blue blood Boston, Massachusetts old lineage, first American heritage descent and he is totally, a one hundred percent all American boy. He is twelve years old and finds himself in many exciting adventures.

This is the story of a girl that through an unfortunate set of events tears her family apart when she is five years old. After many hardships and with the help of many wonderful people she is able to have a fastinating and wonderful life. Meet these people that harm and help because you will recognize many of them. They may be family, friends or just acquaintances. Francis' story will take you from the darkest dark to the brightest bright. It is the ultimate inspiration.

After a very wild and unusual incident Dodge's brain is transformed to use every existing cell, making her the smartest person ever to live. She has many adventures and with the help of many people, especially family, she makes many discoveries for the benifit of all mankind. Dodge is a fantastic and fun adventure for all. Read and enjoy.

Charles Pagan and Dick Baron, who served together in WWI, embark on a walking holiday in the Vosges Mountains in France, in 1930. En route they meet Cecil and his sister Clare who is recovering from the loss of her fiance during the war. Pagan and Baron pitch camp at a guesthouse, but the strange behaviour of locals piques their interest in the surroundings: in particular the old battlefield nearby. They express an interest in visiting it and are told by their host in no uncertain terms that it is not the place to go at night. When they discover they have been locked in their bedrooms, the pair lose no time in putting a rope out of the window and shinning down it, intent on exploring the forbidden territory and viewing the apparition Pagan thinks he has glimpsed briefly by moonlight. Pagan, like W. F. Morris's preceding novel Bretherton, is a mystery story, but one which could only have been written as a result of the war. Bretherton himself is mentioned in passing by his brothers in arms. It is exciting, spine-chilling, funny, and romantic, but the Great War taints all these elements like a colour filter on a camera. The war is only a decade away and wounds, both mental and physical, are raw. The novel works brilliantly as a thriller in its own right, and but also a commentary on post-war Europe.