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The line on the map, where they had permission to go, brought them very close to the place where Andrew had to go. So they started out, leaving their Jeep at a secure place in the village, and taking all essential gear with them into the jungle. They didn’t take their cell phones, because they were out of cell range, even before they entered the jungle. But Andrew had his satellite phone. And the moment Andrew entered the jungle, he knew they were going in the right direction.

Inventore del racconto poliziesco e del thriller psicologico, nella sua sterminata produzione Edgar Allan Poe ha affrontato atmosfere torbide e terrificanti, trame allucinanti e bizzarre, intrecci misteriosi decifrabili solo con l'utilizzo di una lucida logica, mondi inquietanti e anche grotteschi, riuscendo sempre a penetrare a fondo nell'anima delle situazioni fino alle più estreme conseguenze. Questa speciale raccolta contiene una selezioni di racconti originali interpretati con dialoghi, atmosfere, effetti sonori e musiche: "Il corvo", "Il cuore rivelatore".

I was raised a poor girl in the streets of Sinaloa. When my family died during a turf war, I was taken away to Navolato to start over anew. I thought I would be safer here. That the life that had been taken from me in a hail of bullets and rage would stay where I left it. And that’s when he found me. El Señor. In his name, I shed the blood of his enemies and reap whatever rewards he deems fit. My name is Ana Sofia De la Cruz. Everyone knows me as La Carnicera. Either you’re with us or against us. And if you’re against us... corre, pequeño conejo.

I thought no alpha could tame me. I was wrong. Many men have tried to master me, but never one like Aric. He is not just an alpha, he is a fearsome beast, and he means to take for himself what warriors and kings could not conquer. I thought I could fight him, but his mere presence forced overwhelming, unimaginable need upon me, and now it is too late. I'm about to go into heat, and what comes next will be truly shameful.

Lilith was created, condemned, and exiled from the Garden of Eden. Cursed with immortality and destined to roam the Earth in solitude, she begins to find comfort in the misery of others. With powers granted by the fallen angel Samael, she begins a path of chaos and destruction that would last millenniums.

Short Stories by Mace Styx: "The hour was so late (or early, depending on how you looked at it) that she barely saw anyone as she padded silently from the castle, through the winding cobbled streets. The letter she had was burning in her hand and she still had the blade she had used to slit the King’s throat. If a member of the city watch found her, she was worse than dead. Still, she felt oddly calm".

How Sharaign met her end is not recorded. Whether some hero did eventually succeed in bringing her to heel we shall never know. Though there are complimentary legends about the crozier of St. Dunstan, a saint already famed for his battles with the devil, being used to strike her dead. What is recorded, is what was done with her remains. For those who don’t know, a "cairn" is a roughly assembled pile of loose rocks. They usually consist of larger rocks at the bottom with smaller fragments balanced precariously on top the higher it becomes.

I was born with noble blood in my veins. Heir to a powerful dynasty. Wealth. Power. Aristocracy. Temptations too dangerous to resist. Until someone tried to steal it all. Scarred and broken, I emerged from the flames. Now I’ve returned to take what’s mine.

The Tell-Tale Heart is a clever classical gothic horror story birthed in 1843, by the quintessential short story extraordinaire Edgar Allan Poe. In this thrilling roller-coaster tale, we are granted access to the workings of the narrator’s heart - namely the confessions of the heart as well as the lack of having one. The year 1843 also gave birth to The Black Cat. This is arguably Poe’s darkest literary piece which bleeds the themes of brazen blame gaming, alcoholism, domestic violence, and the inescapability of one reaping what one has sown.

On an almost uninhabitable rocky island off the coast of Maine, a hotel looms over the shore, an ever-present gray lady that stands strong like a guard, keeping watch. For many who come here, this island is a sanctuary and a betrayal. This is a place where memories linger like ghosts, and the ephemeral nature of time begins to peel away...like the sanity of all who have been unlucky enough to step foot on its shore. In the late spring of 1873, Isabelle gave birth to her son Oscar, he cried for three startling minutes, and then went silent.

In one startling moment in the late summer of 1873, a tragedy fell like summer sun on the gray jagged shores of Dagger Island. Francis loses everything he thought his life was, and what it could have become. His heart breaks and his feet run, all the way back to his childhood home, he reaches for a past that may not exist. He is there, in the little house in Dorchester Neck. A place haunted with missing time. He feels the comfort from walls that lean in too close, but then...he feels the trauma that ripped his life in two and in a blink of an eye, he is back at the hotel.

Twenty-year-old Anne Cumberfield is the new bride of Lord Wolfstone - Ignatius Wright, by his given name. As she learns more about the history of Wolfstone Manor and her mysterious husband, will she survive the challenge of being wife to him and of the perils of her isolated home on the moors? Is the beast in her bed worse than the threats that lurk on the moors?

Celia Renton, a poor relation, is summoned to Sorrowmoor, a gloomy estate owned by her cousin, Connall Rothwell. But all is not well at the house. A mysterious death of the master's brother, a master with demons, and a deadly enemy await Celia. Even as her heart is torn with mistrust of the master of the house, danger lurks behind handmade dolls and treacherous smiles. Will Celia live to learn the secrets of Sorrowmoor?

Alien meets Home Alone as a genetics professor-turned monster stalks a prodigious student in the college library. The student summons his cunning research skills as his only hope for survival. After a failed attempt to create a hybrid, snake-man soldier of the future, Genetics Professor Dr. Steven Drelinger attempts one last experiment - on himself. Craving live prey, he stalks the college library at night. The object of his desire - Geoff McFeeble, a nerdy student with an IQ rivaling his own.

Of course he hadn’t, you would tell yourself. He was pinned in place, the same place, forever. Still you’d have to check. Perhaps, because for every second you tried not to look at him, you’d feel him looking at you. Then you’d look up, and it would be too late. Mr. Adderly’s scarecrow, nicknamed "Black eyed Jack" was around the size of an average man, but was of a curiously lifelike composition.

A bet turned into a disaster. Sebastian Weaver is the star quarterback and the college’s heartthrob. Rich. Handsome. Bastard. Everyone’s attention flocked toward him, and all the girls dreamed of being with him. Not me. At least, not until he made a move on me. See, I thought I was stronger than Sebastian’s charms. I thought I could survive being his target. I thought wrong. Little did I know that he will make my most twisted fantasies come true. Fantasies I didn’t know existed...

These short stories and poems are about the uneasiness of being alive and the characters' feeble attempts not to go off the deep end. The philosophical movement that influences this manuscript is Antinatalism, hence I suggest referring to it for a better understanding.

Lauren Ambrose has made a life for herself as a fledging artist, far from the ancient secrets and cobwebbed past of her family’s historic estate in Texas. Generations of the Ambrose women have suffered at the hands of a curse, and the last place Lauren wants to spend time is at the Ambrose Estate, among the tragedies of the past. But when her grandmother, matriarch of the Ambrose fortune, requires Lauren to attend an urgent business meeting, she reluctantly travels home.

Cristiano is my enemy. He’s also the only man with whom I’ve ever felt safe. Protected. But I have to remember that he married me with one purpose in mind. Revenge. I would be the bridge to his real enemies. I can’t let myself forget that he isn’t the hero of this story. His hands are covered in blood. I saw that with my own eyes.

Dare is the first work by author Melissa Leigh (she/her), a specialist in gothic horror short fiction and poetry. Her disturbing and terrifying works present frightening new takes on traditional horror tropes. A boy in a fight with his shadow, a mermaid longing for legs, and the typical ghost story dramatically transform under her capable hands. Leigh breaks the tension with dark romantic poems of love gone awry, love gone wrong, pining and longing.