Out of the chill realms of the unspeakable, the nightmare world, the ultimate evil...
'To punish Susanna by peeling her skin with a butcher's knife and sprinkling her raw flesh with pepper.' - The Leather Ottoman, by Carolyn L. Bird.
'With each crashing blow the skull cracked, crumbled and finally struck the wall with a wet crunch.' - The Materialist, AGJ Rough.
'His hands closed around her slender neck. As the agonising fire within him exploded, his fingers slowly began to tighten...' - Don't Go Down in the Woods, John Arthur.
'With a dreadful wrench and a loud snap, his arm broke. In agony he screamed...' - The Victorian Conservatory, Alan Temperley.
Twelve tales to seize the mind in an iron vice and turn the warmest blood to ice...
Out of the chill realms of the unspeakable, the nightmare world, the ultimate evil...
'To punish Susanna by peeling her skin with a butcher's knife and sprinkling her raw flesh with pepper.' - The Leather Ottoman, by Carolyn L. Bird.
'With each crashing blow the skull cracked, crumbled and finally struck the wall with a wet crunch.' - The Materialist, AGJ Rough.
'His hands closed around her slender neck. As the agonising fire within him exploded, his fingers slowly began to tighten...' - Don't Go Down in the Woods, John Arthur.
'With a dreadful wrench and a loud snap, his arm broke. In agony he screamed...' - The Victorian Conservatory, Alan Temperley.
Twelve tales to seize the mind in an iron vice and turn the warmest blood to ice...