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Buster Callan?s lips twitched in a stillborn smile. ?Bad news, Jewboy. You?re dead.? ?It was an accident,? Dave told him. ?I?ll get you another dog.? Callan shook his head, and he actually smiled. ?You got it wrong. I don?t want your shekels. I want your blood.?
A horror lurks outside an old man's house. Is it just a wild animal, some mischievous teens, or could it be something far more sinister?
The shadows grow deeper, the nightmares more vivid. Each story is a step further into terror. How far will you go before there's no turning back?
Dark forces whisper, nightmares grow teeth, and the truly wicked go unpunished. These stories are not for the faint of heart. How much horror can you handle?
The shadows hide horrors beyond imagination. The things that lurk in the dark are cruel, hungry, and waiting. Are you ready for the nightmare?
Amworth College, Connecticut -- a place where the gates between our world and the Land of Faerie are thin and crumbling, a place where horrors really do lurk in the shadows, and evils in the gardens. A place where the fates of worlds really does hide within the brushstrokes of a forgotten painting.
Abonner på vårt nyhetsbrev og få rabatter og inspirasjon til din neste leseopplevelse.
Ved å abonnere godtar du vår personvernerklæring.