Inside the attic room, the silky strands had grown so thickly that the beam of Sam’s torch could hardly penetrate the sticky tangle and they could only just make out the egg above Abby’s bed. “If that thing hatches, we could be the next victims,” whispered Sam bleakly. They began to hack away at ...
They lived in a ramshackle old Victorian house overlooking what had once been a wharf. David and Jenny were happy there; it was a great improvement on the estate where they had lived before. They loved the Thames, which ran alongside the garden centre which their father managed. But today, althou...
Brad’s father was one of the scientists involved, and had been examining Susan, as the wolf girl had been named, for a couple of weeks now. The unit was just at the top of the beach and Brad’s family lived in an adjoining house. Every vacation, he spent most of the time in the ocean with his surf...