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My name’s Bill Ryder and, despite being a legendary predator of the night, I’m not having the best of days. My girlfriend is trapped in another dimension, my apartment’s being staked out by werewolves, and to top it all off I’m flat broke. Too bad there’s no rest for the wicked. Monstrous beasts of biblical proportions have been unleashed upon the world, leaving me with a mighty big question. How the hell is one poor-a-s vampire supposed to stop something the size of a battleship?

My name’s Bill Ryder and I’m having a hell of a week. Magic is back, my new roommate is a blob of yellow snot, and my friend Sally has been entombed alive in solid rock. Oh, and I’m dead again, or undead anyway. Life’s not quite finished taking a dump on me yet, though, because now something is hunting vampires in New York City. A smarmy-a-- wizard has been called in to investigate – one who’s got a closet full of skeletons and eyes for my girlfriend.

My name’s Bill Ryder. Five years ago, I helped banish magic and monsters to the shadows. I thought it was over, that I was finished with all that supernatural crap. Turns out I was dead wrong.

My name’s Bill Ryder and, oddly enough, my lack of heartbeat is probably the least concerning thing in my life right now. My witch girlfriend has been marked for death by a vampire temptress who wants me for herself. With both sides spoiling for a fight, the chances of them talking out their problems over tea are slim.

Derrick Foster fletschte ein fürchterlich entstelltes Gebiss. Dann schnellte er sich von der untersten Stufe der Treppe ab und jagte in weiten Sprüngen auf den wehrlosen Detektiv zu. Rick Masters sah dieses menschliche Ungeheuer herankommen. Die unmittelbare Gefahr, die direkte Bedrohung seines Lebens mobilisierte alle seine Willenskraft. Innerhalb von Sekundenbruchteilen wehrte er sich gegen den Befehl des Irren, reglos stehenzubleiben. Er wollte und musste sich bewegen, diesen Angriff abwehren, sonst wurde er von dem Wahnsinnigen in Stücke gehackt.

Ascension has become one of the most popular VRMMO games. It is a huge world divided into a hundred floors, with each floor a boundless location with its own countries, tribes, and millions of players. The object of the game is to unlock all the gates and conquer the top. Having joined the game, Will Thomson doesn't realize that he is all by himself. Then he accepts the first quest.

They call them the wolves of the sea. From marine parks to the deepest oceans, the world’s killer whale population has turned against man and beast alike. Orca show trainers are ripped to pieces before stunned audiences. Ships are capsized. Oil rigs are bashed without mercy. What has driven the apex predators stark raving mad?

Ed Vesser feels trapped by his life - literally. He’s being held prisoner by a would-be world conqueror. All he wants is to escape back to his fiancé, assuming she doesn’t dump his ass when she finds out he’s a vampire. Serena Taylor’s a witch with a knack for technomancy - using her magic to help deliver unreal profit margins. Too bad she’ll need to put in some overtime thanks to long-lost dryads and undead goons breathing down her neck.

Arch-criminal Tyvian Reldamar has gotten complacent. For him, he's reached the pinnacle of all he's really hoping to achieve: he's got money, he's got women (some of which aren't even trying to kill him), and he's got his loyal friends and family nearby and safe. Except...maybe not so safe. Because this is Eretheria, a city known as much for its genteel aristocracy as for its diabolical scheming. Long without a king, the scions of the ruling families scrabble for control - including levying cruel taxes and drafts on the peasantry in order to wage "polite" wars against each other.

On the outskirts of Buenos Aires in 1907, Doctor Quintana pines for head nurse Menéndez while he and his colleagues embark on a grisly series of experiments to investigate the line between life and death. One hundred years later, a celebrated artist goes to extremes in search of aesthetic transformation, turning himself into an art object. How far are we willing to go, Larraquy asks, in pursuit of transcendence?

Step into a shadowed realm where nothing is as it seems, and reality dances on the edge of illusion. Henry James's The Turn of the Screw is a masterpiece of ambiguity, a chilling tale that defies easy interpretation. Told through the eyes of a young governess, the story plunges readers into a haunting world of eerie whispers, mysterious children, and a sinister country estate. But is the darkness external—or does it lie within the human mind? James's novella is not just a ghost story; it is a psychological puzzle that invites endless debate.