Spawn is just one of those classic Hutson novels that has shaped him into the respected splatter author he is today. The novel doesn't weave a particularly complex plot, or delve into strong charcterisation, but what it does do is produce some light, horror entertainment. The book is basically ab...
In a desolate graveyard, a workman finds an ancient amulet - and untold terrors are released from the past. The author also wrote "Assassin", "Spawn" and "Slugs".
So well hidden that Rob Hardy almost drove past it. He stepped on his brakes and brought the Vauxhall 1100 to a halt on the other side of the road. He switched off his lights and his engine. He turned to see Mick Ferguson clambering out of the van and heading across the road towards him. Hardy sw...
The lines in his face had deepened into clearly defined wrinkles. The flesh of his forehead looked like pastry after someone has drawn a fork across it. He sighed and looked at Nicholson. 'Any progress?' the Governor said, nodding towards the man in the bed. 'I was just about to look,' De...
He’d guessed that there was about four inches of space above his face. To each side of him perhaps another five or six. That’s it. Use your brain for something other than this stream of pointless and harmful thoughts. Control yourself. Focus. The first thing to do to escape the coffin was to rais...
Hadn't heard the door swing open. Only when he pushed it closed behind him did Tina realize that Frank Harrison had walked into her flat. She turned and smiled at him, trying to hide her fear, praying that he hadn't overheard. At the same time she pressed down on the cradle of the phone, severing...
Those who had been friends of her husband told her to keep in touch, that they would ring her. The usual things people feel they have to say to widows. She wondered how many of them would keep their promises. Martin Connelly was sitting in the kitchen when Donna walked in. He stopped chewing on ...
She took a step back, colliding with the gate. The woman standing there looked in her late fifties: pudgy-faced and dressed in a blue cardigan and brown slacks. She seemed as surprised as Hailey by this sudden confrontation, and she too stepped back. ‘Sorry,’ Hailey said breathlessly. ‘You scared...
He hadn’t slept much the previous night, unable to force away the thoughts of Simon Usher or, more particularly, of Sammi and Jo. He cast a wary glance at them as if fearing that they would somehow know the extent of his nocturnal flight of fantasy.More secrets.Behind Mason, the twelve class memb...
The front bumper tore away in the impact. *** Neville glanced once again over his shoulder and saw the two stricken emergency vehicles, the second ploughing into a parked car as the driver wrestled with the wheel. *** In the Astra, Garside shouted in horror as he felt the car ...
Whether or not the makeshift protection offered by his handkerchief would be enough he wasn’t sure and, still aware of how painful the last shock had been, he didn’t particularly want to repeat the experience but he realised he had little choice. He had to ensure that the lifts were working corre...