Darker Masques by Ray Bradbury, Graham Masterton, Visit Amazon's F. Paul

By Ray Bradbury, Graham Masterton, Visit Amazon's F. Paul Wilson Page, search results, Learn about Author Central, F. Paul Wilson, , Dan Simmons, J. N. Williamson

Terror hides its actual shape within the blackest of shadows, patiently ready to unharness a neverending nightmare upon these silly -- or bold -- sufficient to discover its evil visage. From the farthest reaches of twisted imaginations to the private, so much intimate recesses of tortured minds, this selection of heart-stopping, bone-chilling stories finds an international of unseen, unstated horrors that might tear at your very soul, while they seize you through the throat. subscribe to Ray Bradbury, Graham Masterton, Dan Simmons, F. Paul Wilson, and different masters of the macabre as they take readers to the main hideous of nation-states to find the evil that lurks in the back of the depths of darkness.

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Honey, you do wonders for a woman's ego. " She lived in a trailer court out on the highway, in one of those long silver jobs that was now almost white with frost in the cold moonlight. The last stragglers of Halloween ran up and down the dirt roads between the trailers. Hers was set off from the rest by a good city block, over by a grove of elms forming a windbreak. I know it's not supposed to happen this way but it did. We went inside her trailer and she didn't even turn a light on. We just stood there in the moonlight coming through the window and she put her arms around me and kissed me with a mouth that was warm and tender and frantic, and it had been so long for me that I nearly went crazy.

The Dew Drop Inn. " Mary Beth moved to the edge of her seat. Chrissy popped up out of the back, instantaneously. "I wanna stop. Can we stop? Pie-ease? " Right in his ear. There went the amalgams again. " But there it was, halfway up a dark hillside, red neon "Dew" and "Drop" and "Inn" flashing in tedious sequence. Obviously, Tennessee's terminal case of corniness had struck again. "Only because my ass is pleading its case for mercy," Rick said. " Chrissy cheered when he took the exit. No cars in the gravel parking lot, yet lights were on inside.

I had set a trap for her and had asked her to meet me in front of the shop at midnight. Somewhere, in the chill darkness, a distant bell tolled that hour, and at the same time I heard the delicate click of her approaching heels. I turned away from that sound to face the shop window. The click of her heels drew nearer. And then I saw her beautiful reflection in the glass. I was filled with a welcome warm flood of relief. "Good evening, Ioan," she said in that sable voice. I turned to her. " I began to say, but my voice faltered.

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