Bram Stoker returns to the misty streets of Victorian here London in this chilling new novel. The city is a web of secrets, and Inspector Alistair Crowe finds himself swept into a terrifying investigation when corpses are found. Each victim is marked with the same emblem, and Stoker's protagonist soon realizes that he is facing something truly ancient. The shadows of London hold {treacherous{ mysteries, and Crowe will fight the truth before it consumes him.
The Vampire's Shadow
Darkness clings to him/her/it like a second skin, a tangible presence. The very air grows thin around him/near her/about it, and whispers of untold secrets dance on the wind. He/She/It is a creature of legend, flitting between worlds. Every step brings silence.
- The hair on the back of your neck stands on end.
- Eyes gleam like embers in the gloom
The vampire's touch is cold and deadly.
A Covenant of Bones
Deep within the forgotten city of Emon, a chilling truth unfolds. A powerful artifact known as The Codex has resurfaced, drawing those who seek its forbidden power. Rumors of a agreement forged between mortals and creatures of the shadow begin to manifest, painting a terrible picture of the future that threatens over Emon. As investigators delve deeper into the mystery, they uncover a conspiracy of deceptions that could destroy the city's very core. Will they be able to halt the resurgence of this ancient evil before it overwhelms Emon in a tide of destruction?
Whispers from Avalon
Timeworn legends speak of a mystical island, Avalon. Hidden in mists and protected by powerful magic, it endures as a sanctuary of peace.
On this island, the oldest beings are said to reside. Their knowledge is vast, and they contain the truths of the universe.
- Rumors speak of a powerful wellspring on Avalon, its waters said to heal
- Others claim that Avalon is the home of the legendary King Arthur
- Still others that Avalon exists in another plane of reality
Regardless of these accounts are true, the intrigue of Avalon continues to enthrall our souls.
A Midnight Specter at Blackwood Manor
As the clock ticked past midnight, a chilling wind screamed through the twisted branches of the oaks that surrounded Blackwood Manor. The moon, a disc in the sky, cast an ominous glow upon the crumbling facade of the house, highlighting its dark silhouette against the moonless night. Inside, the air was thick with suspense. The beams groaned underfoot, and the slightest sound seemed to resonate through the silent halls. A sense of dread settled upon those who felt compelled to step foot within its boundaries.
The denizens of Blackwood Manor were whispered about to be strange, and the tales surrounding them were as varied as the lamps in the velvet sky. Some said they interacted with the ghosts that inhabited the house, while others claimed they were involved in sinister rituals. But whatever the truth may be, one thing was certain: Blackwood Manor was a place where reality itself seemed to bend.
And at the witching hour, when the veil between worlds was most permeable, things shifted even more bizarre.
Sentinel for the Elder Spirit
This enigmatic figure stands as a barrier against the unseen. Dedicated to an promise of loyalty, they defend the secrets and knowledge of the Ancient One from those who would exploit it. Their appearance remains a mystery, often glimpsed only in momentary encounters. Yet their impact is felt throughout the world.