Bøger af Tim Curran

Nobody gets out alive!The warheads have come down.The reign of mankind ends when the mushroom clouds appear in the skies and the cities become irradiated tombs, nuclear graveyards that are grim testament of man's inhumanity to his fellow man.Now there is only survival.Terrible, brutal day-by-day existence in the atomic wastelands, a dark plutonium netherworld of monsters and mutants, madmen, and roving gangs. And those awful, malevolent things that are even worse.The dead are the lucky ones.Welcome to the day after tomorrow.Welcome to doomsday.

Horror of the Blood Devils is written like one of the old Italian horror movies! Blood! Gore! Vampires! This fast paced Bloody Bones Horror novel will entertain you until the bitter and climatic ending! Designed with an Italian giallo flare in mind; This book should satisfy all connoisseurs of Gore Horror!Despair Island, 1962.Prison break.Five desperate men go over the wall at Stackhouse Correctional. Their object: reach the coast on the far end of the island before all hell breaks loose. Behind them, are teams of guards with vicious dogs. Before them, the treacherous depths of Snakebit Swamp, a desolate, primeval run of alligators and poisonous snakes.But there's something worse that calls it home-an ancient evil that feeds on human blood. If the guards and convicts want to survive the night, they'll have to join together.They have entered the hunting grounds.And they are prey.

Cut River, Michigan. Population: 0. The town the Devil built. Once it was a sleepy backwater town and once there were people in it.Then a lurking pestilence ate the flesh from its bones. A pestilence born in the smoldering graveyards of nameless, forgotten battlefields. And now there is only a shifting darkness in Cut River, a darkness populated by hideous shadows that pretend to be people. Seven strangers will arrive. If they can stay alive until dawn, they'll survive. But to do that will mean engaging in a bloody war of attrition against the things that crawl and hunt in the night. Things that wear the faces of men, women, and children. Toxic Shadows. Welcome to Cut River. Welcome to the graveyard. War is Hell.

Vietnam 1970. A green hell where death waits behind every tree, in every pooling shadow, and in every mist-haunted hollow. Boobytraps and bullets, landmines and rockets. Mike McKinney went to write about the war, about the terror and frustrations, soldiers and people and a landscape forever altered by the conflict...but he ran across something even worse: a primeval horror straight out of the darkest Vietnamese folklore. A monstrosity that stalks human heads among the twisted, jungled hills of the Central Highlands. Now it is hunting him. And nothing can stop it.

Nearly 200 years ago they turned Cobton into a graveyard. They rose from the darkness and drained it dry, feeding off its citizens, one by one by one, their terrible thirst sparing no one. The village was shunned as cursed ground, its tall, narrow houses fell to decay. The Resurrection. Now the haunted ruins of Cobton have been rebuilt as a tourist trap. A TV crew descends on it one cold winter night and is trapped there by a howling blizzard that shuts them off from the world. And in the subterranean, charnel darkness below...the evil is reawakening, ancient hungers renewed. The Colony is rising. Their thirst is unspeakable. And for the TV crew, it's Hell on Earth.

Be quiet. Very quiet. Don't scream. They can't see you, but they can hear you. And they're coming. Knocking at doors and reaching through windows, hungry to incinerate anything that moves, anything that breathes. Born in a searing hellstorm of radioactive dust, they own the night and if they touch you, they'll burn the flesh from your bones. Listen. They're coming now. Don't even whisper. And don't scream.

Five years of hell. Day after day, Nathan Partridge endured the dehumanizing, brutal conditions of the Arizona Territorial Prison until he became more animal than man. He kept his sights on his parole, his loving wife, and $80,000 in robbery money he had hidden. Then his house burned down and his wife disappeared in the flames. He busted out to get his money, only it's gone. And only his wife knew where it was hidden. Now he's after her. And on his trail are desperate manhunters, the worst criminal scum of the Territories as well as one dogged, relentless federal marshal and two deranged bounty hunters whose chosen prey is human. But Partidge's most desperate enemy might be his own father. A man who's been in the grave for ten years.

Book 6 in the Horror Collection contains stories by Tim Curran, Douglas Hackle, Kyle M. Scott, Mike Duke, Zoey Xolton, Natasha Sinclair & Kevin J. Kennedy. We will take you on a trip through hell, to vampire torn lands, find out the perils of collecting too many books and on many more terrifying adventures.

200 years ago, the village of Clavitt Fields was burned to the ground. It was hoped that what lived there had perished in the fire. But they did not perish. They went underground ... For generations, they lived and bred in darkness, adapting themselves to a subterranean existence. Now they are rising to the surface, and what they've become is a horror beyond belief, a crawling nightmare of evil and bloodthirsty violence bent on destruction. The night is alive ... and it belongs to them.

Holly is not herself. She was once a pretty young woman, healthy and strong, completely devoted to her husband Richard. When she became pregnant, he was ecstatic. They would finally have a child to complete their love. But then Holly began to change. She began reading strange, old books and consorting with a mysterious midwife named Mrs. Crouch. Day by day, she becomes less like the woman Richard married, slowly degenerating into something evil and monstrous. The child she carries is not his. In fact, it's not even human. Holly is about to unleash hell into the world.

Christina is young, pretty and very alone. Her relationships seem cursed, each one turning to slow poison. Then one perfectly ordinary day, as an act of kindness, she pulls some weeds from an old derelict grave. Now she's no longer alone. For what has laid down in the cold black earth for decades has attached itself to her. For it, she will be the perfect wife and, God help her, the perfect mother.

Five months after her sister Gloria disappeared, Kitty Seevers receives a lock of Gloria's hair in the mail. No return address. Just a cryptic message that brings Kitty to the Bamboo Lounge and into the twisted realm of ventriloquist Ronny McBane and his dummy, Piggy. Kitty descends into a haunted place where reality is frayed, where the puppetmaster and puppet seem to have reversed roles-a nightmare place where a dummy moves and speaks when his master is nowhere near him. Kitty suspects not only is there something wrong with McBane and his dummy, but a greater evil is at work as those named by the dummy are dying horrible deaths. And now she has been named by the same soul-eater that destroyed her sister.

Nothing stays buried forever at the Pole.In the frozen wastes of Antarctica, a research team discovers the frozen remains of an alien race in a mountain cave. They are dead, but not dead enough.At the bottom of a sub-glacial lake beneath the ice cap, a prehistoric city dating from antiquity is found. And what has waited there for hundreds of millions of years, has been awakened.These two events are the catalyst in an ancient conspiracy that will culminate in the extinction of the human race.Evil has waited forever.But it waits no more.

At the bottom of a prehistoric lake in Antarctica there is a city old as time, a relic of an alien pre-human intelligence. Somewhere, deep in its ancient labyrinthine depths, there is an ever-increasing source of power of incalculable menace.Now an elite team of Navy divers is going down to investigate it, and what they find is a nightmare beyond imagining.The city is not dead.As it wakes from its deathless slumber of countless millions of years, so does the race that built it, unleashing a deadly force that will harvest the human race like cattle.Trapped beneath the ice, haunted by the city, its inhabitants, and the monsters spawned from their own fragile psyches, the divers have only one chance to destroy it before it rises to engulf the world of men.The clock is ticking.And the city's black heart is beating.

In the deepest, darkest jungles of Indochina, an ancient evil is waiting in a forgotten, primeval valley. It is patient, monstrous, and bloodthirsty. Perfectly adapted to its hot, steaming environment, it strikes silent and stealthy, it chosen prey: human. Now Michael Spiers, a Marine sniper, the only survivor of a previous encounter with the beast, is going after it again. Against his better judgement, he is made part of a Marine Force Recon team that will hunt it down and destroy it. The hunters are about to become the hunted.

SIX YEARS AGO - NKUDBKAH, IRAQA small Republican Guard mechanized infantry unit and the isolated village near it is chosen by the CIA for a dreadful purpose: to test the potential of Project BioGenesis-a genetically modified organism designed to be a viable method of biological warfare. It was an unmitigated failure. When the team sent in for reconnaissance is attacked and eventually infected by the weaponized parasites, only one plan exists for such a result-utter annihilation of all infected organisms under a blanket of napalm and phosphorus, burning it with a cleansing fire...or so they thought.NOW - CHICAGO, ILLINOISDown on her luck, unemployed journalist Shawna Geddes witnesses the abduction of a homeless man by several figures in a white van. Instinctually, she follows and stumbles into one of the most horrific secrets in the history of the planet. Joined by her unscrupulous colleague Harry Niles, they find a string of deaths around Chicago all connected by one wriggling, mucus-covered tendril-an infestation spreading across the planet like wildfire-and they are thoroughly tangled in its coils. Unless something is done soon, it will be much too late to stop the horror of this vermicular monstrosity. Soon, all will fall under the swarming mass of...>