11 stories
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Eleanor H. Porter-
491
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35 parts
The chipped porcelain of childhood faith, once gleaming with Pollyanna’s relentless optimism, fractures under the weight of years. Here, in ... -
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Franklin W. Dixon-
478
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26 parts
Dust motes dance in the perpetual twilight of Blackwood Hollow, clinging to the rotting timbers of the mill like mournful spirits. The air h... -
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Franklin W. Dixon-
444
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26 parts
A perpetual mist clings to Cabin Island, a skeletal finger of land reaching into a grey, unforgiving sea. The air tastes of brine and decay,... -
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Franklin W. Dixon-
389
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26 parts
A creeping dread clings to the limestone walls, to the damp earth breathed out by unseen mouths in the darkness. The caves aren't merely cav... -
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Franklin W. Dixon-
383
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26 parts
The salt-laced wind howls a mournful dirge around the skeletal frame of Blackwood House, clinging to the cliff’s edge like a desperate, clin... -
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Franklin W. Dixon-
377
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24 parts
Dust motes dance in perpetual twilight within the shadowed halls of Greystone Manor, a crumbling edifice clinging to the cliffs overlooking ... -
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Franklin W. Dixon-
372
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25 parts
The air hangs thick with brine and regret along the crumbling Maine coastline. Fog, grey as a shroud, clings to the skeletal remains of aban... -
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Carolyn Keene-
348
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26 parts
Dust motes dance in the perpetual twilight of the old Miller mansion, clinging to the heavy velvet drapes and the scent of decaying roses. A... -
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Franklin W. Dixon-
337
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24 parts
A perpetual twilight clings to the Shore Road, where the salt-laced wind carries whispers of vanished ships and forgotten fortunes. The crum... -
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Carolyn Keene-
319
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26 parts
A creeping dread clings to the shadowed halls of the Lilac Inn, where whispers of a vanished heiress mingle with the scent of dust and decay... -
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Franklin W. Dixon-
299
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25 parts
A creeping dampness clings to the stones of Blackwood Tower, a skeletal finger against the bruised twilight sky. The air tastes of brine and... -