Dark Secrets of London
Bram Stoker returns to the misty streets of Early 20th Century London in this chilling new novel. The city is a cauldron of secrets, and Detective Alistair Crowe finds himself thrust into a terrifying investigation when corpses are uncovered. Every victim is marked with the same emblem, and Crowe soon realizes that he deals with something truly horrific. The shadows of London hold {treacherous{ mysteries, and Crowe must race 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 forgotten lore dance on the wind. He/She/It is a whisper in nightmares, hidden from sight. Every step brings silence.
- You feel an icy breath against your skin.
- There is a presence in the shadows
The vampire's touch is cold and deadly.
The Pact of Bones
Deep within the ancient city of Emon, a chilling truth unfolds. A powerful artifact known as The Artifact has resurfaced, luring those who seek its malevolent power. Rumors of a pact forged between mortals and creatures of the night begin to surface, painting a terrible picture here of the destiny that threatens over Emon. As heroes delve deeper into the mystery, they discover a conspiracy of lies that could destroy the city's foundations. Will they be able to halt the awakening of this powerful darkness before it overwhelms Emon in a tide of destruction?
Whispers from Avalon
Timeworn legends whisper of a mystical island, Avalon. Veiled in mists and protected by powerful magic, it endures as a realm of peace.
Here, the wisest souls are said to reside. Their understanding is vast, and they possess the truths of the universe.
- Some speak of a divine fountain on Avalon, its waters said to restore
- Legends narrate that Avalon is the home of the legendary King Arthur
- Some believe that Avalon exists in another realm of existence
Regardless of these legends are true, the enigma of Avalon continues to fascinate our imagination.
A Midnight Specter at Blackwood Manor
As the watch ticked past midnight, a freezing wind howled through the ancient branches of the trees that surrounded Blackwood Manor. The moon, a sliver in the sky, cast an ominous glow upon the crumbling facade of the house, highlighting its shadowy silhouette against the ink-black night. Inside, the air was thick with unease. The floorboards creaked underfoot, and the slightest sound seemed to reverberate through the silent halls. A sense of dread settled upon those who felt compelled to enter within its boundaries.
The residents of Blackwood Manor were whispered about to be eccentric, and the tales surrounding them were as diverse as the lamps in the night sky. Some said they interacted with the spirits 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 perception itself seemed to warp.
And at the witching hour, when the veil between worlds was most permeable, things became even more menacing.
Sentinel of the Ancient One
This enigmatic figure guards as a bulwark against the hidden. Bound to an promise of loyalty, they defend the secrets and power of the Ancient One from those who would steal it. Their form remains a mystery, often glimpsed only in momentary encounters. Yet their reach is known throughout the world.