Résultats pour "Edward Lee" dans Surnaturel

Hildreth House. On a moonlight night in early spring, 27 people entered the mansion's labyrinthine halls, to partake in an orgy of diabolical debauchery, the likes of which beggared description. And one by one, 26 of them were butchered in place. The 27th body was never recovered.

Three Little Pigs collects all three books to form the complete Pig Series, for the first time ever. Edward Lee carves his own extreme horror path within Book 1: The Pig and Book 2: The House and completes the trifecta with the all-new, gore-induced, much anticipated novella, Pig Ouija.

When Cassie's twin sister, Lissa, commits suicide, Cassie discovers she can travel to Hell to retrieve her sister's soul. Cassie thought she knew all about the Hell of legend, but finds Hell has evolved over the millennia into a bustling city full of the damned with looming skyscrapers, crowded streets, systemized evil, and atrocity as the status quo.

Rape. Murder. Brain-eating. Never before has a work of fiction dared to delve so deeply into the realms of perversion, sexual dementia, and bad taste. Who is he? What is he? An inbred homicidal pervert? A supernatural psychopath? Who or whatever he is, he's on a roll now, raging out of the Virginia backwoods and leaving in his wake a trail of blood, guts, and disgust far beyond the limits of your reckoning.

The kids go into the bounce house, but when they come out…they’re not kids anymore. When a cam girl drives to the nearest grocery store, her GPS navigator takes her to another far more interesting location. Very pregnant Teresa has all her stuck-up friends coming for her baby shower, but there’s one guest who wasn’t invited, and his gift is most unusual: a jellyfish.

Take a ride back to Luntville in Edward Lee’s new novella, THE BIGHEAD’S JUNK then hang around for the ultra-rare, cult classic novella, YOU ARE MY EVERYTHING!

There's a porn crew on their way to the infamous Amityville house. Why? To film a "bukkake," of course. Little do they know, some unexpected guests will be cumming too. The great Edward Lee, R.J. Benetti, and Judith Sonnet have put their depraved minds together to give you a story brimming with blood, flies, poop, murder, suicide, demons, ghosts, and, most importantly, jizz!!

Burnstow is an ordinary little town populated by ordinary people. Farthing is an ordinary guy that has just inherited an ordinary mobile home in an ordinary trailer park. Farthing looks forward to a nice, quiet, ordinary life.

Restaurant manager Vera Abbot has come to The Inn to embark on the job of her dreams. But from the day she arrives, her dream turns into a harrowing nightmare. She hears strange footsteps, sees faceless figures in the dead of night…and is tormented by erotic dreams in which a hideous stranger makes love to her. The past never dies. It only sleeps, waiting to unleash a new cycle of bloodshed and terror. For The Inn is a breeding ground for unspeakable atrocities.

Welcome to Haver-Towne. The sedate colonial resort is the perfect place where Stew Fanshawe can get away from it all for a while. But instead finding tranquility and self-reflection, Stew finds something much more unique: a town that was once steeped in a quagmire of witchcraft, satanic debauchery, and centuries-old occult science. Indeed, Haver-Towne has a most colorful history: A warlock who sires children with his own daughter. A witch whose sheer diabolism staggers even the most demented. And a 300-year-old mansion in whose walls are embalmed the infernal secret of...Witch-Water.

Long, sleek legs, siren-like faces, flawless naked bodies glazed in moonlight and sweat...

He promises them his love, then kills without mercy. Each seduction ends in death—each victim, murdered in bed. Detective Jack Cordesman has vowed to unravel the demented mystery, to enter the heart of a maniac's temptation...where desire demands the ultimate price.

The murders were only the beginning. No one knew what went on in the sullen, dark house on the hill, but town cop Kurt Morris intended to find out. The sleepy town of Tylersville, Maryland was being stalked by an unimaginable evil, it had become the haunting-ground for horrors too grisly to be described. Young girls had vanished without a trace. Graves had been opened, corpses unearthed, and carried away. Quiet moonlit nights gave way to a mindless slaughter, and to the sounds of hysterical screams.

Crick City is a small hick town. Violent, mean, and dirt-poor, it's a place nobody wants to call home. But for homicide cop Phil Straker, it is home. And now someone—or something—is turning his boyhood town into a bloody sideshow of mutilation and gruesome carnage. They're called Creekers. Centuries old, driven by rage and lust for revenge, they move through the deep, dark woods—deformed, shadowy outcasts with twisted faces and blood red eyes. Now, as the moon hangs low over their ancient house, they're gathering for a harvest of terror and death Crick City will never forget....

Today, Alice has it all. Or so it seems. She’s discovered a newfound erotic power over men, but it’s a power that soon turns deadly. For Alice has begun to dream…haunting dreams of a demon with the ravishing face of a goddess and an unmerciful soul. Now, as Alice is lured into the buried depths of an ancient house, she is about to make a terrifying discovery about who she is. And what she has become.

Theology student Hudson has just won the lottery, but not just any lottery—Satan’s lottery. Only 11 people in all of human history have been so honored since Lucifer’s fall from Heaven in 5318 BC. All Hudson need do is say “yes” and he will receive an all-expenses-paid tour of Hell, and his tour-guide is the damned soul of H.P. Lovecraft, the greatest horror writer of all time....

You’ve met The Pig… You’ve been to The House… Now it’s time to visit Ouija Pig!

Reginald Lympton collects dollhouses, and now that he's acquired the rare Patten Dollhouse, he can boast the most preeminent collection in the world. But after visions too abominable to reckon and nightmares blacker than the most bottomless abyss, he discovers in short order that his acquisition is not a prized collectors item at all but a diabolical thoroughfare designed to serve the darkest indulgences of the King of Terrors.

No train has run on this railroad since the end of the Civil War—a railroad built by the servitude to perfect evil—and its trusted tracks run right behind the house. Justin Collier expects his respite in Gast, Tennessee, to be relaxing if not a bit dull, but he will find out soon enough that those same train tracks once led to a place worse than Hell.

Flying off course during a horrific storm, Santa and his reindeers find themselves within a grim situation.