Bram Stoker returns to the misty streets of Edwardian London in this chilling new novel. The city is a web of secrets, and Sergeant Alistair Crowe finds himself thrust into a terrifying investigation when several are uncovered. Every victim is marked with the same emblem, and Crowe soon realizes that he deals with something truly evil. The shadows of London hold {treacherous{ mysteries, and Crowe must race the truth before it destroys 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 ancient power dance on the wind. He/She/It is a haunting memory, dwelling in shadows. Every step casts a chill.
- You feel an icy breath against your skin.
- Eyes gleam like embers in the gloom
And once caught within its grasp, there is no escape.
An Oath of Bones
Deep within the forgotten city of Emon, a ominous truth lies. A ancient artifact known as The Tome has resurfaced, tempting those who desire its forbidden power. Legends of a agreement forged between mortals and beings of the darkness begin to emerge, painting a bleak picture of the future that awaits over Emon. As heroes delve deeper into the mystery, they discover a network of deceptions that could break the city's very core. Will they be able to prevent the resurgence of this terrible force before it engulfs Emon in a tide of blood?
Echoes from Avalon
Ancient legends tell of a mystical island, Avalon. Shrouded in mists and safeguarded by powerful magic, it endures as a sanctuary of tranquility.
On this island, the oldest souls are said to reside. Their wisdom is unfathomable, and they possess the mysteries of the cosmos.
- Rumors speak of a divine wellspring on Avalon, its waters said to cure
- Others claim that Avalon is the dwelling of Arthurian legends
- Some believe that Avalon remains in another plane of reality
If these legends are true, the intrigue of Avalon continues to fascinate our minds.
A Midnight Specter at Blackwood Manor
As the watch ticked past midnight, a freezing wind howled through the gnarled branches of the woods that guarded Blackwood Manor. The moon, a pale orb in the sky, cast an spectral glow upon the decayed facade of the house, highlighting its forbidding silhouette against the moonless night. Inside, the air was thick with mystery. The beams groaned underfoot, and every sound seemed to echo through the silent halls. A sense of apprehension settled upon those who felt compelled to enter within its walls.
The residents of Blackwood Manor were known to be unusual, and the legends surrounding them were as varied as the lamps in the night sky. Some said they interacted with the demons that haunted 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 warp.
And at the witching hour, when the veil between worlds was weakest, things became even more bizarre.
Protector over the First Being
This enigmatic figure guards as a barrier against the unknown. Bound to an pledge of dedication, they paranormal detective preserve the secrets and power of the Elder Spirit from those who would corrupt it. Their presence remains a mystery, often glimpsed only in fleeting encounters. Yet their impact is felt throughout the realm.