Tonsell-by-the-Stream, a sleepy little village outside of London, is suddenly swallowed down into the earth through the hellish machinations of an ancient, ominous force. At the behest of an extraordinary supernatural agent -- and in exchange for the life of his best friend -- down-and-out and am...
Вы когда-нибудь переживали смерть любимого человека? Том Прентис вынужден опознать труп своей бывшей жены, и его состояние наводит на мысль, что смерть вызвана вовсе не естественными причинами.Вы когда-нибудь лишались своего ребенка? Преподобный Гарнер, наркоман в завязке, бросается на поиски укр...
Englishman and amoral occultist John Constantine has been out of sorts lately, disconnected from himself...and this time not from another bender, but quite literally, as his soul is cast adrift during a fouled-up spiritual quest in an Iranian monastery. Now rescued and recruited by an agent for t...
Hidden from mortal eyes are the angels and demons that coexist with mankind...supernatural beings who seek to influence our lives for better and for worse. Amoral and irreverent renegade occultist and paranormal detective John Constantine is blessed and cursed with the ability to interact with th...
In a secret government lab somewhere in Nevada, a young scientist cowers in darkness–waiting, listening, and calculating his chances of surviving the unspeakable carnage that has left him trapped and alone. Or almost alone. Soon after, a covert military operation “cleanses” all traces of a top-...
Writers from Clive Barker to Bruce Sterling and Roger Zelazny have praised John Shirley’s searing, apocalyptic visions of postmodern hell on earth. Now this perversely brilliant author, one of the seminal representatives on the cyberpunk movement, unleashes his newest masterpiece. DEMONS In a f...
Rickenharp said. “What the hell. I mean, if I have to stay in this fucking truck alone—this fucking truck I’ve been in all fucking day long. Not to complain or anything.”Carmen paused, straddling the truck’s closed tail-gate, and looked back at him. She’d just said, Stay here, don’t move, if anyb...
And someone was following him.Gabriel Bleak always knew when he was being followed. This time, he could feel the tracker about half a block back. He sensed it was a woman, blinking her eyes in the hot light searing off the windows of the high Manhattan buildings. She was hurrying through the crow...
Roland asked.Everyone nodded. Even Lucky.It was about an hour before dawn. After a chilly, uncomfortable night without a fire, enduring the smell of rotting bodies carried sharply to them by a wind from the southeast, Roland had brought his sixteen companions to a cut in the canyon wall north of ...
Let me know if they’re Bandits. If they are, we can avoid ’em. If they’re not . . .” He was talking to himself now—Bloodwing had already taken to the sky, was mounting ever higher so she could then dive fast, down close to the unidentified vehicles. Mordecai slowed, almost to a stop. He was outgu...
Under the direction of the San’Shyuum known as R’Noh, a Sangheili ranger known as Vil ‘Kthamee recited the oath with the other Sangheili, before setting foot on the corvette Vengeful Vitality, the vessel that would take them to Janjur Qom under the command of the Prophet of Inner Conviction. Vil ...
And felony offenders who have completed their prison sentences are often sent back to jail when they cannot pay fees and fines they owe because they could not earn money while locked up…. The right to counsel is rarely brought up.” —The New York Times, July 13, 2012, “Return of the Debtors’ Priso...
On the door a small brass plaque read HIS HONOR, WINN CHAUNCEY MAYOR OF GARDEN REST The mayor himself, wearing an old-fashioned mayor’s sash over a blazer, answered my knock, looking hazily surprised but not unfriendly. Chauncey was a tall, gaunt man with lined red cheeks...
Fast. Wolfe knew instinctively that his witnessing the shooting made him a target as well. And this hospital lobby was too exposed. He turned and walked across the lobby and out the door into a slight drizzle of cold rain. He looked around for that ...
MUST BE CONSTANTINE DONE IT “So Kit won’t have you back?” Chas said, annoying Constantine by saying it with a certain serves you right in his voice. Constantine signaled the barman for another drink. “G and T, mate,” he said. Mention Kit, and he instantly needed a fresh dr...
Morris asked, as he eased off the throttle in the bridge of the big motor yacht. “A simple impulse to piracy? You’d make a helluva pirate, Mr. Constantine—you lack only the parrot.” “I had information that she’d be on the biggest yacht in that marina,” Constantine said, “a...
MIGHT BE BAD LUCK—BUT YOU PROBABLY WON’T BE HIT BY A TRUCK “What?” Targer looked sharply at Rack Nidd. “You said he had the thing. I assumed you meant he had it with him, right there, on stick.” Targer was standing with Rack and the brawny, dark skinned Slakon-liaison LAPD back-up Officer, Sergea...
It was late afternoon, and Berl was staring into the distance. Zac thought he was in some kind of crazy fugue state. “What you got to learn about this here desert,” Berl said, at last, never ceasing to stare into the distance, “is that most of the time it ain’t what you se...
And down. Between ship and elevator they had five minutes to glimpse the sky, and after that, all was underground. And undersea. On either side marched tall men burnt dark by sun, dressed head to toe in gray-black sharkskin uniforms; the air was humid and sweltering above;...
