Résultats pour "Bob Thomas" dans Horreur

Deep beneath the ice of the Arctic Circle, something has awakened. A primordial creature frozen in time, it is the oldest, largest, most efficient predator that nature has ever produced. And it is ravenously hungry.... Thirty-five miles off the Massachusetts coast, a small research ship is attacked. All but one of its crew is killed by the massive serpentine horror that rises from the sea. The creature likes this human prey. The chewy outer hide. The tender saltiness within. And it wants more....

Enttäuscht ließ Harold Parry das Reagenzglas sinken. Wieder ein Fehlschlag. Er schaffte es einfach nicht. Die große Erfindung wollte ihm nicht gelingen. In diesem Moment hätte er sich dem Bösen verschrieben, wäre er dadurch ein berühmter und reicher Mann geworden. Er hatte den Gedanken noch nicht beendet, als ein kalter Lufthauch durch sein Labor strich. Fröstelnd drehte sich Parry um und prallte erschrocken zurück. Hinter ihm stand ein Mann, von dem die unheimliche Kälte ausstrahlte. Die starren Augen des Fremden hielten den Chemiker gefangen. War sein Wunsch in Erfüllung gegangen?

Venture into new realms of terror with Scare Street’s latest bone-chilling collection. This spine-tingling volume contains 15 ghastly tales of horror and the paranormal - more than enough to while away the hours as you lose yourself in the shadows of the night. The deeper you plunge into this realm of terror, the farther away the real world seems. But don’t worry...resist pausing, and stay a bit longer.

Schneidender Herbstwind fegte über das schottische Hochland, jagte düstere Wolken über Hügel und Wälder. Miriam riskierte es, aus ihrem Versteck hochzukommen. Jeder Schritt durch das Unterholz bereitete ihr unsagbare Mühen. In diesem Moment scholl ein langgezogenes schauriges Heulen durch die Dunkelheit. Sie schrie auf. Das Blut gefror ihr in den Adern. Es hatte wie das Heulen eines Wolfes geklungen.

Before the world was born, there was the Dust of Eden - blood-red earth from which all else was created. The last deposit of the mysterious dust became a viciously guarded secret...until the site was disturbed. A bit of Eden found its way into the hands of Ariel Leppa - an embittered elderly woman unaware of its ferocious power...for a time.

Kurt Hauptmann will learn to make stained glass to help men see the glory of God, one of the many bizarre heritages handed down from his ancestry. But the family has other, more frightening secrets. The path to God runs through darkness as well as light. And the bond of a family is blood, its own and that of its enemies.

What is the strangeness in Uncle Detlef, head of the stained-glass studio? Why has he descended from his cathedral roofs to steeplejack the perils of a secular world?