Harold Robbins Thriller Collection
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—Playboy
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Harold Robbins Thriller Collection
Harold Robbins
Harold Robbins Thriller Collection
Kindle Edition
© Copyright 2020 (As Revised) Harold Robbins
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This book is a work of fiction. Any references to historical events, real people or real places are used fictitiously. Other names, characters, places and events are products of the author’s imagination, and any resemblance to actual events, places or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced by any means without the prior written consent of the publisher, other than brief quotes for reviews.
eBook ISBN 978-1-64734-677-5
Contents
I. Never Leave Me
Foreword
The End As The Beginning
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
The Beginning As The End
II. Dreams Die First
I. Book One: The Down Side
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
II. Book Two: The Up Side
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Chapter 41
Chapter 42
Chapter 43
Chapter 44
Chapter 45
Chapter 46
Chapter 47
Chapter 48
Chapter 49
Chapter 50
Chapter 51
Chapter 52
III. Goodbye, Janette
III. Book One: Tanya
Untitled
IV. Book Two: Janette
Untitled
V. Book Three: Lauren
Untitled
VI. Book Four: Madame
Untitled
IV. The Adventurers
Epilogue as a Prologue
VII. Book One: VIOLENCE and POWER
Chapter 53
Chapter 54
Chapter 55
Chapter 56
Chapter 57
Chapter 58
Chapter 59
Chapter 60
Chapter 61
Chapter 62
Chapter 63
Chapter 64
Chapter 65
Chapter 66
Chapter 67
Chapter 68
Chapter 69
Chapter 70
Chapter 71
Chapter 72
Chapter 73
Chapter 74
Chapter 75
VIII. Book Two: POWER and MONEY
Chapter 76
Chapter 77
Chapter 78
Chapter 79
Chapter 80
Chapter 81
Chapter 82
Chapter 83
Chapter 84
Chapter 85
Chapter 86
Chapter 87
Chapter 88
Chapter 89
Chapter 90
Chapter 91
Chapter 92
Chapter 93
Chapter 94
Chapter 95
Chapter 96
Chapter 97
Chapter 98
IX. Book Three: MONEY and MARRIAGE
Chapter 99
Chapter 100
Chapter 101
Chapter 102
Chapter 103
Chapter 104
Chapter 105
Chapter 106
Chapter 107
Chapter 108
Chapter 109
Chapter 110
Chapter 111
Chapter 112
Chapter 113
Chapter 114
Chapter 115
Chapter 116
Chapter 117
Chapter 118
X. Book Four: MARRIAGE and FASHION
Chapter 119
Chapter 120
Chapter 121
Chapter 122
Chapter 123
Chapter 124
Chapter 125
Chapter 126
Chapter 127
Chapter 128
Chapter 129
Chapter 130
Chapter 131
Chapter 132
Chapter 133
Chapter 134
Chapter 135
Chapter 136
Chapter 137
Chapter 138
Chapter 139
Chapter 140
XI. Book Five: FASHION and POLITICS
Chapter 141
Chapter 142
Chapter 143
Chapter 144
Chapter 145
Chapter 146
Chapter 147
Chapter 148
Chapter 149
Chapter 150
Chapter 151
Chapter 152
Chapter 153
Chapter 154
Chapter 155
Chapter 156
Chapter 157
Chapter 158
Chapter 159
Chapte
r 160
Chapter 161
Chapter 162
Chapter 163
Chapter 164
XII. Book Six: POLITICS and VIOLENCE
Chapter 165
Chapter 166
Chapter 167
Chapter 168
Chapter 169
Chapter 170
Chapter 171
Chapter 172
Chapter 173
Chapter 174
Chapter 175
Chapter 176
Chapter 177
Chapter 178
Chapter 179
Chapter 180
Chapter 181
Chapter 182
Chapter 183
Chapter 184
Chapter 185
Chapter 186
Chapter 187
Chapter 188
Chapter 189
Chapter 190
Chapter 191
Chapter 192
Chapter 193
Chapter 194
Chapter 195
Chapter 196
Chapter 197
Chapter 198
Chapter 199
Chapter 200
Postscript
Thank You!
About the Author
Harold Robbins Thriller Collection
I
Never Leave Me
Contents
Foreword
The End As The Beginning
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
The Beginning As The End
To Gary
Many thanks to the man who wears the hat, Bradley Yonover.
Foreword
Harold Robbins has always been a controversial author. As the New York Times described him after his death, “He was a prose machine, a futuristic piston, pumping out lucrative sentences. He ignored the critics. Words for him were sexual commodities.” Never Leave Me was published in 1954, and even then, in its censored form, he broke sexual barriers in literature. As his career progressed he became the “bad boy” of literature, not content to sit back and accept these barriers. Throughout his career, he continued to reach into our souls as readers and shake us up… make us gasp and ultimately ask for more.
Harold and I talked about the problems of censorship in his earlier books. He showed me pages that had been deleted from the original Never Leave Me. The publisher felt the then more conservative public wasn’t ready for the degree of intimacy that he had revealed in his characters. His editor deleted the details of many scenes in the book. Harold and I both felt that by restoring its original pages the true essence of the book would be seen. Harold Robbins always wrote from his heart, uncensored. His characters carried passions, needs, and desires that he saw in the world around him. And when you read a Harold Robbins novel, you feel the intimacy, the power, and the sexual urgency that they feel.
I hope you enjoy this unabridged edition of Harold Robbins’ Never Leave Me.
All the best,
Mrs. Harold Robbins
The End As The Beginning
It was two-thirty when I got back to the office after lunch. My secretary looked up as I came through the door. “Those contracts get here from the lawyer yet?” I asked.
She nodded. “I put them on your desk, Brad.”
I went on into my office, sat down behind my desk and picked them up. I riffled the sheets of paper with my fingers. These tightly typed pages with all their crazy wherefores and whereases were the McCoy. The big time. I couldn’t help but feel the glow of satisfaction through me as I began to read them. It was better than a brandy after dinner.
The buzzer hawked and I picked up the phone, still looking at the contract. “Paul Remey, calling from Washington, on two,” my secretary’s voice whispered in my ear.
“Right,” I said, pressing down the button. The satisfaction had eased into my voice. “By the way, did you ice down the champagne?”
Her voice faltered. “Ah… yes…”
“Paul,” I said into the mouthpiece, “I got the contract in my hand—”
“Brad!” His voice was harsh, interrupting, and there was something in it that set my heart suddenly pounding with fear.
“Yes, Paul?”
His words burned into my brain. “Elaine committed suicide!”
“No, Paul!” The contract slipped from my fingers, spilling its white sheets over the desk and floor. There was a tight band around my chest. Twice I tried to speak and twice I failed.
I slumped back into my chair. The room was beginning to spin vaguely around me. I closed my eyes. Elaine, I cried silently—Elaine, Elaine, Elaine.
Desperately I forced myself to speak. My voice was cracked and strange to my ears. “How, Paul? When?”
“Last night,” he said. “Sleeping pills.”
I took a deep breath. My self-control was coming back. “Why, Paul?” I forced myself to ask, but I knew the answer. “Did she leave a note?”
“No note. Nothing. Nobody knows why.”