By Clive Barker
In 1986, Clive Barker exploded onto the bestseller lists along with his outstanding novel The Damnation video game. Now for the 1st time in hardcover comes an omnibus variation of The Books of Blood, the 3 collections of brief tales initially released in paperback that heralded Clive Barker's victorious debut at the horror scene.
The Books of Blood mixed the standard with the intense whereas radiating the eroticism that has turn into Barker's signature. Weaving stories of the typical international remodeled into an unrecognizable position, the place cause not exists and common sense ceases to give an explanation for the workings of the universe, Clive Barker proves himself once more a grasp of the style.
From an historic Roman statue that steals the soul with a view to live on, to an previous theatre the place evil makes longdead videos stars get back to lifestyles to meet its personal lethal function, to Rawhide Rex, whose tremendous strength brings dying to these he catches and madness to people who get away, The Books Of Blood resonates with a bone-chilling terror that's not for the faint heart.
Never one to turn away from the unbelievable or the unspeakable, Clive Barker breathes lifestyles into our private, darkest nightmares, growing visions which are right away terrifying, smooth, and witty. The Books of Blood confirmes what horror enthusiasts in every single place have came across: we'll be listening to from Clive Barker for a few years to return.
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The freak walks off, up the stairs, out of sight. Moni tries to scream, choking on the cloth. She shakes and pulls and bucks but there’s no release from the twine and the gag won’t come out and any second he’ll be coming back down the stairs to use that awful blowtorch... The blowtorch. Moni stops struggling. Listens for the hissing sound. It’s behind her. She twists, cranes her neck around, sees the torch sitting on the floor only a few inches from her head. It’s still on. Moni scoots her body toward it.
She’s in a basement. Staring up at the unfinished ceiling. Moni tries to sit up, but her arms don’t move. They’re bound with twine, bound to steel rods set into the floor. She raises her head, sees her feet are also tied, legs apart. Her clothes are gone. Moni feels a scream building inside her, forces it back down. Forces herself to think. She takes in her surroundings. It’s bright, brighter than a basement should be. Two big lights on stands point down at her. Between them is a tripod. A camcorder.
The freak pauses, the flame a foot away from her thighs. The bell chimes again. A doorbell, coming from upstairs. Moni begins to cry out, but he guesses her intent, bringing his fist down hard onto her face. Moni sees blurry motes, tastes blood. A moment later he’s shoving something in her mouth. Her halter top, wedging it in so far it sticks to the back of her throat. “Be right back, bitch. ” The freak walks off, up the stairs, out of sight. Moni tries to scream, choking on the cloth. She shakes and pulls and bucks but there’s no release from the twine and the gag won’t come out and any second he’ll be coming back down the stairs to use that awful blowtorch...