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It starts with an odd hum that brings headaches and nosebleeds to the inhabitants of a remote, sleepy country town. Then a sinkhole begins to form...and out from that hole comes the townspeople's worst nightmares.

It was supposed to be a simple mission. A suspected Russian spy boat is in trouble in Canadian waters. Investigate and report are the orders. But when Captain John Banks and his squad arrive, it is to find an empty vessel, and a scene of bloody mayhem. Soon they are in a fight for their lives, for there are things in the icy seas off Baffin Island, scuttling, hungry things with a taste for human flesh. They are swarming. And they are growing.

DIE KREATUREN RUHEN NICHT – ZEIT FÜR DAS S/SQUAD! Das S/SQUAD ist zurück – und dieses Mal verschlägt es sie in die Antarktis. Als Captain John Banks ausgesandt wird, eine verlassene Armeebasis der Nazis zu erforschen, rechnet er allenfalls damit, verdammt viel Eis und vielleicht ein paar Leichen vorzufinden. Aber in einem der Hangars scheint seit Jahrzehnten etwas zu lauern... Eine Waffe – konstruiert, um den Ausgang des Krieges zu verändern. Nun erwacht sie zu neuem Leben... Monster. Riesige Kreaturen. Kugeln. Und Flüche... jede Menge Flüche.

Our adventurers have escaped a conflagration only to find themselves in a great underground city. They quickly discover they are not alone. And when a natural disaster threatens to engulf them, it becomes a battle for survival. Can they find the route home to the sun before it is closed to them forever?

Als in arktischen Gewässern ein russisches Spionageschiff offenbar in Seenot gerät, werden Captain John Banks und sein Trupp ausgesandt, um den Vorfall zu untersuchen. Eigentlich eine Routinemission für die S-Squad. Doch als sie an ihrem Einsatzort eintreffen, finden sie nur ein leeres Schiff vor - und Spuren eines blutigen Gemetzels. Der Einsatz wird schnell zu einem Kampf auf Leben und Tod, denn in den eisigen Fluten vor Baffin Island lauern seltsame Kreaturen von gigantischen Ausmaßen und mit einem ungewöhnlich großen Appetit auf Menschenfleisch.

Ein neuer historischer Sherlock Holmes Kriminalroman von William Meikle: Der Meisterdetektiv Sherlock Holmes lässt sich auf ein höchst mysteriöses Abenteuer ein. Wie gewohnt widmet er sich aber auch diesem bizarren Fall mit größter Akribie.

At first, it is a rescue mission, but soon Danny, Stefan, Ed, and Elsa find themselves in a fight for survival. A perilous journey across an underground sea brings them to a lost island and fresh adventures, but their attempts to return to the surface only serve to make their situation worse.

A treasure hunt into the deepest cave system in Europe takes a turn for the worst. Now, rather than treasure, it is survival that is at the forefront of the spelunkers' thoughts. But their attempt to escape out of the dark deep places is thwarted. Men are not at home in the depths. But there are things that are... pale terrifying things. Huge things. Things red in tooth and claw.

The case of a lost husband leads Holmes and Watson into the bowels of the new Underground system, where they uncover a fiendish scheme – the recently deceased are being forced to work as unpaid labor in the tunnels. And soon the walking dead come up into the city itself, spreading mayhem and disease. Holmes must find the perpetrator of these atrocities, and stop him, before the plague engulfs London.

In this collection, you'll find some Mi-Go, Yog-Sototh, Shoggoths, King Arthur, British soldiers, some Deep Ones, scientists of various competencies, Roman centurions, the Antoinine Wall, a fair bit of singing, and some green blobby stuff.

When the end came, it wasn’t zombies, asteroids, global warming, or nuclear winter. It was something that escaped from a lab. Something small, and very hungry. It starts with deadly rain that delivers death where it falls, but soon the whole planet is under threat as the infection spreads, consuming everything before it. A band of survivors on the Eastern coast of Canada watch as their world falls and crumbles to ruin. The infection seems relentless. More than that, it seems to be learning, adapting, and evolving faster than they can fight it.

Midnight. Some call it the witching hour. Others call it the devil’s hour. Here in the graveyard, midnight is a very special time. It is a time when ghostly spirits are at their strongest, when the veil between our world and theirs is at its thinnest. Legend has it, that while most of the world is asleep, the lack of prayers allow the spirits to communicate under the cover of darkness, among the headstones, their whispers rustling in the leaves of the old oak trees. But if you’re here in the graveyard, you can tell yourself it’s just the wind....

In Victorian London, a select group of writers, led by Arthur Conan Doyle, Bram Stoker, and Henry James, held an informal dining club, the price of entry to which was the telling of a story by each invited guest. These are their stories, containing tales of revenant loved ones, lost cities, weird science, spectral appearances, and mysteries in the fog of the old city, all told by some of the foremost writers of the day. In here you'll find Verne and Wells, Tolstoy and Checkov, Stevenson and Oliphant, Kipling, Twain, Haggard, and Blavatsky alongside their hosts.

A terror from the past has returned, bringing with it death and destruction that threatens to overrun the town. The old stories tell of a postwar experiment gone wrong, one that opened the way for the fog - or whatever was behind it - to begin its reign of terror. A small team of workmen are the last hope to keep their town alive through the long, storm-filled night. But the many horrors that await them are beyond anyone’s worst nightmares.

For Tor and Skald this is their first Viking raid, and their minds are filled with thoughts of honor and glory. What awaits them are beasts - huge, hairy, and fanged, the Alma, who will not suffer intruders in their domain. When the Vikings slaughter a female Alma, they soon find themselves in the middle of a battle with vicious creatures bent on bloody revenge. Now they must stand and be counted, for destiny awaits in the mountains, where the hairy ones dance.

Patty Doyle holds the secret to eternal life, but it may only bring her an early death. Patty is working on a journal of a 14th Century alchemist. But after mentioning it in her blog she gets to the office to find everyone brutally murdered. Now she's on the run pursued by a killer who wants the secret of eternal life it contains.

It all begins with a dead whale on a Boston shoreline - not in itself an unusual occurrence. But the things that claw their way out of the blubber are very unusual indeed. A cast of giant crabs, evolved over centuries, descends on a small coastal town and, having feasted, make their way to the city using the sewer system. Soon they are swarming around Manhattan, hunted and harried by a SWAT team tasked with ridding the city of the menace...before the menace gets big enough to rid itself of the city.

Derek Adams is on the lam, framed for a strange murder and chased by a cult intent on getting their hands on the skin belt that writhes in Derek's pocket. When a firm of lawyers offers him a way out, he grabs it with both hands. Then things really go to the dogs!

At first it's a simple lost son case, but for PI Derek Adams things turn quickly to the twilight zone. Soon he's on a remote island and up to his hips in mer-women, shape-changers and ancient fisher cults. Running back to the city doesn't help; there's magic and mayhem loose on the streets. An ancient god is waking up, and only blood will stop him!

A lost world has been found again... and no one is getting out alive. In 1863, a group of mercenaries in Montana come upon the remains of a once-thriving mining town. They soon discover that the destruction was not wrought by human hands, but by creatures long forgotten. William Meikle delivers a classic Lost World story with just the right touch of Horror and Western. You'll be on the edge of your seat as you descend into The Valley.