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A vengeful phantom lurks in a country graveyard. A whaling crew becomes trapped on a haunted ship. A human skull is kept locked in a cupboard, but sometimes at night, it screams... .

There was a time when I prayed for Rachel to be real-it ended the night she tried to kill me. When Dani was eight, she fell from a building.

Best friends Jane and Holly have jumped into the river off Swallow's Nest Bluff hundreds of times. But one day, Holly's jump goes wrong.

Ever since the death of their parents, Catlyn Youngblood and her two older brothers have shared a nomadic existence, always moving from place to place.

Skater girl or supernatural samurai' Rileigh Martin wants to believe that adrenaline gave her the strength to fend off three muggers in the mall parking lot.

In a desolate mining town, deep in the Mojave Desert, the struggle continues against unearthly predators straying across dimensional boundaries.

Seven years ago, as Camm Smith herded a pack of little trick-or-treaters past the decaying mansion in her hometown of Trona, California, her young neighbor Hugh disappeared, becoming the latest in

A pair of teens must face a demon from their past. In Trona, California, an isolated mining town deep in the Mojave Desert, an unearthly creature once preyed upon the town's folk for decades.

The iconic Gothic horror classics that gave birth to the monstrous myths that still inhabit our nightmares.

There are new residents in the Long Island Sound ... and they have a taste for flesh. The first time the creatures tasted human blood, their savagery went undetected.

This classic mind-shattering tale, which "ranks high among the horror stories of the English language," plunges into the darkness of the Cthulhu mythos (Time).

This frighteningly prophetic tale from the progenitor of modern science fiction remains as powerful today as when it was written-more than a century ago.

J'ai lâché le volant une fraction de seconde seulement. Juré. Je ne l'ai pas fait exprès. Pas que je m'en sois voulu, de toute manière. J'étais plutôt indifférente.

Pervers ? Bizarre ? Asocial ? Je me fous royalement de ce que le monde pense de moi. Il n'y a que moi qui compte, mon plaisir et ma liberté.

Mon souhait le plus ardent : vaincre la tourmente.J'en ai marre. Marre de mes cicatrices qui attirent le regard de tous et qui, paradoxalement, éloignent celui de mes parents.