For the entire month of October, SIX of my horror titles will be discounted to 0.99. That's a total of 6 books for less than 6 bucks! All are exclussive to Amazon Kindle: just click on the book cover below to be taken directly to the buy page in your region.
6 BOOKS for 0.99 EACH! BUY NOW!
6 BOOKS for 0.99 EACH! BUY NOW!
Motionless against the wind, she stared at the water, at the place where Raymond Harris had been murdered, and her mind displayed his body on the grass: legs splayed wide, hands in the water, face submerged in black sludge. And her father’s last callous act: standing from their still warm child, turning his back, and walking away, muttering that if she cared so much she should bury him herself.
After sawing through the pubic bone, she cut each of his internal organs from the back wall of his torso and pulled out his intestines, discarding them into plastic bags.
Cutting internally, she removed his diaphragm, and then sawed the breastbone clear of his collarbone. His lungs, larynx and trachea all came out easily; maybe the wine was speeding up her progress. She had even started whistling. Red disguised the true color of his black heart. She spat on it, dumped it into the bag, and tied a knot in the plastic.
Curled against the side of the train, the young girl looked at him with eyes sunken by death.
- The Passenger
She reached out to me with a decayed hand, its moldy flesh broken by protruding bone
- Melissa
He cracked the skull open on a nearby trunk, splitting bark with bone.
- Mind Creatures
- The Passenger
She reached out to me with a decayed hand, its moldy flesh broken by protruding bone
- Melissa
He cracked the skull open on a nearby trunk, splitting bark with bone.
- Mind Creatures
It came from the darkness like a demon rising from hell through the gaps of London’s cobbles. Markus had no time to react. The werewolf issued a deep roar as its palm smashed into his cheek and claws ripped cold flesh from his face.
They hunted in pairs yet with a combined effort.
Six vampires pressed down from the north, moving swiftly across the park’s width. Four others waited at the south-western perimeter, ensuring their prey couldn’t escape. Ten vampires tracking two mortals seemed a little overkill, but Markus’s orders had been clear and Anton had never been one to disobey the command of such an honored Elder.
The nun’s blood tasted good: rich and unpolluted. From that, Trace deduced the slaughtered woman before him wasn’t a hybrid. He lifted his head from her torn corpse—a slab of the woman’s flesh wedged between his teeth—and sniffed the air. The sweet aroma of blood rode the night breeze, telling him his pack had already made a number of kills. A fetid smell tainted the air however, a stench that flushed hatred through his veins. Hybrids remained alive within the monastery walls, and Trace hoped the commanding officer was one of them—he wanted that kill for himself.
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