John Skipp

Craig Spector

Animals

A powerful demonic force emerges from a war-torn jungle, comes to America with an army of believers, and uses a rock-and-roll band to break into and gain control of the world

The Scream

An adrenaline-charged tale of unrelenting suspense that sparks with raw and savage energy... The newspapers scream out headlines that spark terror across the city. Ten murders on the New York City subway. Ten grisly crimes that defy all reason -- no pattern, no m.o., no leads for police to pursue. The press dubs the fiend the "Subway Psycho"; the NYPD desperately seeks their quarry before the city erupts in mass hysteria. But they won't find what they're looking for. Because they all think that the killer is human. Only a few know the true story -- a story the papers will never print. It is a tale of abject terror and death written in grit and steel... and blood. The tale of a man who vanished into the bowels of the urban earth one night, taken by a creature of unholy evil, then left as a babe abandoned on the doorstep of Hell. Now he is back, driven by twin demons of rage and retribution. He is unstoppable. And we are all his prey... unless a ragtag band of misfit souls will dare to descend into a world of manmade darkness, where the real and unreal alike dwell in endless shadow. A place where humanity has been left behind, and the horrifying truth will dawn as a madman's chilling vendetta comes to light... Filled with gripping drama and harrowing doomsday dread, The Light at the End is the book that ushered in a bold new view of humankind's most ancient and ruthless evil; a mesmerizing novel from two acknowledged masters of spellbinding suspense.

The Light at the End

La Luz Al Final Del Tunel

An anthology of horror stories based on the universe of George A. Romero features the work of Nancy Collins, Douglas Winter, Elizabeth Massie, and others, and includes the lost original script for Romero's "Day of the Dead"

Still Dead

The groundbreaking novel of new age horror from the masters of Splatterpunk, Skipp and Spector. A brutal killer is stalking New York City's underground--a killer the tabloids call the "Subway Psycho". But what they're looking for isn't even human. His kind has ruled the night for centuries, and down in the tunnels, the night lasts forever.

After one hundred-plus years of human dumping, a virulent, dark new order of evolution awakens from the landfills and oceans, invading human beings' land, water, air, and bodies

A Horror Story

The Bridge

Tom Holland

Fright Night

Wild Things... They've been with us forever - prowling the smoky roadhouse dives that are their watering holes and hunting grounds. Predators, lurking amidst the human herd. Changing shape at will. Lusting for blood and meat they are gods in the wild. Gods in disguise. And they feed on the spark inside each of us. Syd was just another lonely working class guy singing the steel-town blues. Then he met Nora. She's sensual. Erotic. Amoral. A creature of the night and she's luring Syd across the line that few can cross--and fewer survive: the line that separates man from beast.

Meryl Daly makes the mistake of falling in love with writer Jake Rowan, who is quite dead but very determined to come back

Dead Lines

It is hungry. It is thirsty. It lives next door to Charley Brewster. Charley has seen the coffin and the bodies drained of blood. He knows he will be the vampire’s next victim. But no one will believe him: not the police, not his girlfriend Amy, not even the school weirdo, Evil Ed. Charley’s last chance is to enlist the help of Peter Vincent, Vampire Killer, star of a hundred horror movies and host of TV’s Fright Night. Nobody thinks he’s telling the truth—until Evil Ed becomes a vampire and Amy is dragged into his next-door neighbor’s evil, foul-smelling house of death!

The Novelization

Un thriller cauchemardesque entre Ça et Angel Heart... Dans l'Amérique des années Reagan, sept étudiants idéalistes deviennent les meilleurs amis du monde. Leur petite bande de joyeux contestataires a pour nom "Underground". Ils savent qu'à la fin de leurs études chacun suivra sa propre voie. Alors, à l'approche de la remise des diplômes, ils s'offrent une ultime fiesta... à Custis Manor : la sinistre plantation leur tend les bras pour une dernière nuit de réjouissances. Mais de l'autre côté des miroirs du vieux manoir sudiste, quelque chose les attend - une force corrompue, vorace, ni tout à fait vivante, ni vraiment morte. Un esprit inhumain qui a consacré plus de deux cents ans à cultiver ses terribles pouvoirs. Bilan de cette nuit de terreur : un mort et un disparu. Les survivants, marqués à vie, ont toujours refusé d'admettre la réalité des événements survenus cette fameuse nuit. Or aujourd'hui, près de vingt ans après les faits, l'un d'entre eux est repassé de l'autre côté du miroir, et ses anciens amis vont devoir faire face aux démons de leur passé...

Underground

Available for the first time in a single volume, three of Craig Spector's works of dark fiction -- A Question of Will, Underground, and Turnaround. A QUESTION OF WILL Paul Kelly is a good man: a firefighter and paramedic facing death and danger daily, risking his own safety for the sake of strangers. Paul has seen tragedy a thousand times, but it has never been his own. Until now… A shocking crime. A loved one, brutally murdered. Paul’s life is suddenly invaded by police, reporters, the harsh glare of spotlights on a family’s private sorrow. The killer shows no sorrow, no remorse – a teen sociopath whose dead eyes stare in sullen silence. Paul does not want blood or vengeance. He wants to know why. Paul Kelly was a good man. But his obsession is drawing him into the darkest depths of the human soul. Where a terrible truth lurks in the shadows of lies. And a price must be paid to answer… UNDERGROUND Once upon a time there were seven good friends. They were the forgotten little brothers and sisters of the Big Chill generation, born in the turbulent year when the flames of Watts lit the City of Angels and napalm kissed the war-torn skies of Vietnam. They called themselves The Underground. For Justin and Mia, Josh and Caroline, Amy, Seth, and Simon, there was nothing but drugs and music, combined with boundless cynicism and a deep yearning for something that really mattered. As graduation rolled around, they knew they would drift apart. By Labor Day weekend, there was just enough time to throw one last private party. But where? Creepy old Custis Manor was temporarily uninhabited. So they motored out to the moldering southern plantation, ready to party the night away. They could not have known that on the other side of the mirrors, something watched: a corrupt, voracious force, neither fully living nor truly dead. It was a soulless spirit of evil that had spent more than two hundred years cultivating its terrible powers. It was the Great Night. And Custis Manor was its domain. In one terrifying night their lives were forever shattered. One died. One disappeared. The survivors were scarred both inside and out. For twenty years, they couldn't face the truth of what had really happened. Until now. One has gone back, and through the mirror. And now the remaining friends are forced to confront the demons of their own pasts and a greater nightmare beyond their comprehension. Together they must face the Great Night, lay waste to its vicious legacy, and free the thousands of souls still trapped there, as the reunited Underground meets the Underground Railroad of souls. A truly original metaphysical thriller—gory and intense, satisfying and unique, Underground is a startling vision of the nightmare dimension from one of the true masters of the genre. TURNAROUND Eric Best's world is changing… not just a piece here or there, really changing. His monotonous day job working for an Internet search engine company leaves him unfulfilled, so he starts writing an exciting screenplay. His wife isn't happy with all of his time being monopolized, and their marriage is already a little rocky, but Eric is determined to finish what he started. He's becoming more and more invested in his work. He's even having lucid dreams of his scripted universe… but more real. Then he notices the changes. Changes in his life that are impossible, wonderful, and even horrific…

Craig Spector: So Far

His name is Bily Rowe. Yesterday, he was just another tragically talented loser that the city had chewed up and spat back down on the streets - a failed musician, failed lover, failed friend. But that was before a young woman was brutally murdered before his eyes. That was before the hideous creatures crawled out of the shadows to call him by name. That was before Billy Rowe discovered the Power. And with it, his mission... The Cleanup. Billy Rowe is cleaning up the streets. Now, you have nothing left to fear. Nothing but Billy Rowe.

The Cleanup

Philip Nutman

Jack Rowan thought his life was a living Hell. Then he tried dying. Now he'll do anything to get back into the world. Anything. DEAD LINES: THE SCREENPLAY, the adaptation of the bestselling and harrowing book by John Skipp & Craig Spector, is now brought to chilling screen life by Craig Spector & Philip Nutman. With forewords by Spector and Nutman, an afterword by Skipp, and an essay by Spector on converting an idea from small screen to big and print to screen (through two collaborations!) DEAD LINES: THE SCREENPLAY is a must read for anyone who loves movies, books, and the magic of the written word. So turn the lights off and let the screen glow. This is digital reading for the movie in your mind. Meet young struggling writer, Jack Rowan. His career never took off. His life is in the toilet. His girlfriend dumped him. He's crashing on the couch of his successful photographer friend. Jack finishes his book — a collection of short stories titled NIGHTMARE NYC. Boxes it up and hides it in a crawlspace. Then climbs a ladder in the living room, puts the rope around his neck, takes one long last swig off a bottle of vodka. Looks at a photo in his hand: of himself, and his ex. Says: look what you made me do. Jack steps off the ladder. And into oblivion. Months later. Two girls -- Meryl, Boston Back Bay bred and trying to escape her overbearing father; and Katie, a waitress from Nowhere, Texas -- become unlikely roommates. Then start to become friends. One night Meryl finds the box containing Jack’s lost manuscript. She becomes intrigued with her ‘mystery writer' and his dark, brooding, moody vision of the city. As Meryl reads and slowly falls in love, stange things begin happening in the apartment, and her dreams. Jack's back, but he's dead. He needs a body. He decides, Meryl's will do. If she will let him in....

The Writing of Dead Lines - The Screenplay

This digital edition of DEAD LINES includes a new foreword by David Niall Wilson, as well as an Author's Foreword by Criag Spector, and an Afterword by John Skipp. DEAD LINES is about a young writer/artist type, Jack Rowan, in NYC, whose career never took off. Hs life is in the toilet. He's broken up with his girlfriend and crashing on the couch of his more successful photographer friend, Glen's, loft while Glen is off in LA on a shoot. In the first chapter, Jack finishes his manuscript — a collection of short stories titled NIghtmare NYC — swigs off a bottle of vodka, then boxes the manuscript up, writes DO NOT OPEN UNTIL DOOMSDAY on it, and hides it in a crawlspace in his friend's apartment. Then he walks up a ladder he set up in the living room, puts the rope he knotted to a steam pipe around his neck/ He takes one last swig off the bottle, looks at a photo in his hand of himself and a woman, says, look what you made me do. Then he tosses the bottle and pitches off the ladder. The rope goes taut. Jack's neck snaps as he pinwheels around in mid-air, knocking over the ladder, swinging wildly as he hangs himself. Finally he goes still. His body hangs there for weeks, visible thru the fourth floor windows of the loft… if anyone was looking, which no one is. He remains there until Glen gets back. Glenn freaks out and promptly moves out. The loft is renovated for new tenants — a couple of girls who don't know each other move in. One, Meryl, is from a wealthy family in Boston and trying to escape her overbearing father by going to college at NYU; the other, Katie, is a waitress who used to know Glenn… and Jack. Meryl convinces Katie to pretend to be her roommate to get Meryl's father off her back. At first Katie says no thanks, but then she goes back to her Svengali-esque boyfriend Colin's apartment (where she lives) and finds him in bed with two girls — customers, as Colin is a low level drug dealer and all around scumbag. They fight. Katie shows back up on Meryl's doorstep that night and takes her up on the offer. Meryl is surprised…. she wasn't expecting a roommate for real — but Katie has no place to go, she Meryl lets her crash there. They start to become friends. One night while Meryl is fixing up her room, she finds the box containing Jack's lost manuscript. She starts to read the stories and becomes intrigued with this 'mystery' writer and his dark, brooding, moody vision of the city. What neither Meryl nor Katie realize, is that Jack's soul, upon the moment of his death, literally imploded into the atomic substructure of the apartment — frozen, in a kind of tormented limbo, forever. Until Meryl starts reading his stories… and the sheer energy of her reading his words in bed each night, and fantasizing about him, starts to bring him back. His soul coalesces; bit by bit, awareness and consiousness returns. Suddenly, he's back, and he's Jack — but he's dead, a presence haunting the loft, which is his prison now. But Meryl keeps reading, drawn deeper into his world each night. By day she searches for him in bookstores — but his work has never been published. She see echoes of his images on the streets of the city. She can feel his presence thru his stories. Her nightly fantasies become dreams… and the power of her dreams allows Jack to visit her, succubus-like, a night lover in spirit.

Rock ‘n’ Roll. Hell. Two great tastes that taste great together. Long before Elvis gyrated on the Sullivan Show or the Beatles toiled the smoky red-light bars of Hamburg, music has been sowing the seeds of liberation. Or damnation. With each new generation the edge of rebellion pushed farther. Rhythms quickened. Volume increased. Lyrics coarsened. The rules continued to be broken, until it seemed that there were no rules at all. And as waves of teens cranked it up and poured it on, parents built walls of accusation to explain their offspring’s seeming corruption. Sex and drugs, demon worship and violence are the effects. Music is the cause. Or so the self-styled guardians of morality would have us believe. Meet The Scream. Just your average everyday mega-cult band. Their music is otherworldly. Their words are disturbing. Their message is unholy. Their fans are legion. And they’re not kidding. They’re killing. Themselves. Each other. Everyone. Their gospel screams from the lips of babes. Their backbeat has a body count. And their encore is just the warm-up act to madness beyond belief. It emerged from a war-torn jungle, where insanity was just another word for survival. It arrived in America with an insatiable lust for power and the means to fulfill it. In the amplified roar of arena applause there beats the heart of absolute darkness.

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