By Steven Saylor
The yr is 52BC, and Rome is in turmoil. Rival gangs prowl the streets as Publius Clodius, a excessive born populist flesh presser, and his arch-enemy, Tito Milo, struggle to regulate the consular elections. but if Clodius is murdered at the Appian method and Milo is accused of the crime, town explodes with riots and arson.
Read Online or Download A Murder on the Appian Way: A Mystery of Ancient Rome PDF
Best genre fiction books
While younger Ever Winton loses the 2 most crucial issues in his lifestyles, his Uncle Clay and pink Pacer--the wildest, so much untamable horse within the West--he needs to trip with the infamous Timberline open air the legislations, doing no matter what it takes to get his horse and his uncle again. Reprint.
The Roman grip on Britain is weakening. Emperor Nero has grew to become his face clear of this far-flung outpost. The Druids are at the upward push, spreading seeds of uprising one of the British tribes. Roman cruelty and exploitation has angered their British matters. The warrior queen Boudicca will lead the tribes to warfare.
I cannot flow ahead with my existence, till i do know my demons are constrained to the past…Being Charlotte Silver, the daughter of recognized paranormal investigators, ability my lifestyles is different from that of alternative teenage women. particularly after what occurred to my mom and dad. issues replaced. I ignored promenade and deferred my great collage plans.
Who's rather your resource? God is your in basic terms resource and the one one that can meet your wishes when you think. this straightforward dynamic message directs the believer to belief in God--not guy. God desires you to seem to Jesus for aid. Norvel Hayes stocks the right way to keep away from the most important obstacles to receiving from God.
- The Other Side of Silence
- Vengeance Creek: The Sons of Daniel Shaye
- Violet (Flower Trilogy)
- Norton's Ghost
- Wiregrass country
- The Sacrilege (SPQR III)
Extra info for A Murder on the Appian Way: A Mystery of Ancient Rome
Appius's eyes flashed. They reminded me of Clodia's eyes, glittering and green like emeralds. "Don't try to rise above your station, Sextus Cloelius. Save your vulgar rhetoric for the mob. " Cloelius opened his mouth to answer, then turned and stalked off. There was a tense silence, broken by Sallust. "I think we're all a little wrought up," he said. " A large coterie of retainers shuffled out of the room with him, leaving more space for those who remained to carry on with their pacing and gesticulating.
Publius knew how to go about that kind of thing, of course. " She drew a deep breath and slowly exhaled. Her tears had run dry. "I don't know why I called for you, really. To see an old, familiar face? " She touched my arm and managed a wan smile. The effort produced only a small fraction of the charm of which I knew she was capable. The feebleness of the attempt made it all the more poignant. "Who knows what will happen now? The world has turned upside down. But something will have to be done to set things right.
Clodius had been stripped of his bloody garments and retained only a loincloth around his hips. The puncture at his shoulder and the wounds in his chest had been cleaned, but only to show them clearly; there was still plenty of gore and blood smeared across his pale, waxy flesh. His hair, I noticed, had been lovingly combed and untangled. It was pushed back from his face, as he had worn it in life, but a stray tendril had fallen forwards over one eye. To look at his face alone, one might have thought that he was merely asleep and frowning because the hair was tickling him, and that he might at any moment reach up to push it away.