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“Give me your wallet,” hissed the man with the knife. I smiled, knocked the knife from his hand and tore his throat out with my teeth.

“There’s nothing in the damned cupboard, now go to sleep!” “That’s right,” cooed the strange voice once Mum left the room, “there’s nothing in here at all.”

I’ve been on the road for months now, town to town, city to city, and no one seems to see me. It’s as if I’m invisible, or dead, or.

He never knew what woke him that night. But there was no mistaking his mother’s demented face as her clawed fingers reached down to steal his breath.

What is the best horror story you can come up with in two sentences?

A few words on James Herbert’s haunted house horror.

Some thoughts on the second volume of A Song Of Ice And Fire.

Some thoughts on Stuart Clark’s novelisation of Johannes Kepler’s life and studies.

Kevin J. Anderson’s novelisation of the Clockwork Angels album by Rush.

Some thoughts on the first volume of A Song Of Ice And Fire.