Bram Stoker returns to the misty streets of Victorian London in this chilling new novel. The city is a cauldron of secrets, and Sergeant Alistair Crowe finds himself swept into a terrifying investigation when corpses are uncovered. Every victim is marked with the same symbol, and Stoker's protagonist soon realizes that he must confront something truly horrific. The shadows of London hold {treacherous{ mysteries, and Crowe needs to uncover the truth before it destroys him.
A Vampire's Veil
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 creature of legend, dwelling in shadows. Every step brings silence.
- A shiver runs down your spine.
- Eyes gleam like embers in the gloom
Beware, for the vampire's shadow stretches far and wide.
A Covenant of Bones
Deep within the forgotten city of Emon, a chilling truth waits. A ancient 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 darkness begin to manifest, painting a grim picture of the destiny that hangs over Emon. As seekers delve deeper into the mystery, they uncover a network of deceptions that could break the city's pillars. Will they be able to halt the awakening of this ancient evil before it overwhelms Emon in a tide of destruction?
Secrets of Avalon
Old legends whisper of a mystical island, Avalon. Hidden in mists and guarded by powerful magic, it persists as a sanctuary of peace.
On this island, the oldest spirits are said to abide. Their wisdom is immeasurable, and they hold the secrets of the universe.
- Rumors speak of a sacred fountain on Avalon, its waters said to cure
- Stories claim that Avalon is the home of Arthurian legends
- It is said that Avalon exists in another plane of existence
Regardless of these legends are real, the intrigue of Avalon continues to enthrall our souls.
Blackwood Manor's Eerie Eve
As the watch ticked past midnight, a freezing wind howled through the gnarled branches of the trees that encircled Blackwood Manor. The moon, a pale orb in the sky, cast an spectral glow upon the decayed facade of the house, illuminating its dark silhouette against the ink-black night. Inside, the air was thick with suspense. The beams groaned underfoot, and every sound seemed to reverberate through the quiescent halls. A sense of dread settled upon those who chose to step foot within its boundaries.
The denizens of Blackwood Manor were whispered about to be strange, and the stories surrounding them were as numerous as the lamps in the night sky. Some said they spoke 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 most permeable, things turned even more menacing.
Sentinel over the Ancient One
This enigmatic figure guards as a barrier against the hidden. Dedicated to an oath of loyalty, they defend the secrets and knowledge of the First Being from those who would exploit it. Their form remains a mystery, often seen check here only in fleeting encounters. Yet their reach is known throughout the realm.