Showing results for "The Strangers" in Horror

Now a Major Motion Picture starring Andrew Scott, Paul Mescal, Claire Foy, and Jamie Bell. A man is drawn back to his childhood home and discovers his parents living just as they were on the day they died thirty years before… Screenwriter Harada is disconnected from the world. Lonely and jaded...

A writer in California. A doctor in Boston. A motel owner and his employee in Nevada. A priest in Chicago. A robber in New York. A little girl in Las Vegas. They’re a handful of people from across the country, living through eerie variations of the same nightmare.

One year ago, a two year old child, Oskar, went missing from an apartment in Stockholm. His troubled mother is now held in a psychiatric hospital, found guilty of his murder by the court of public opinion. Former detective, Alex is haunted by the case. When a British family moves into the...

Nick strebt nach Anerkennung in der Clique. Doch all seine Versuche werden vom Cliquenboss Sandro im Keim erstickt. Im Internet stößt er auf ein Ritual, mit dem er sich seines Rivalen entledigen könnte. Doch schon, als er das Wort wie verlangt auf die Tür schreibt, kommen ihm Zweifel. Was, wenn es nicht funktioniert. Oder noch schlimmer. Was, WENN es funktioniert? Sein Gewissen schreit immer lauter, aber Nicks Sehnsucht nach Beachtung ist so groß, dass er die warnende Stimme ignoriert.

On Christmas Eve, Alex introduces Fergus and Alfie to the Swedish tradition of Pappa leaving "to pick up a newspaper" and returning as Santa. Fergus dutifully heads out into the snow… and never returns. The next day news breaks that he wasn't the only Pappa to disappear that night, and before...

Es gibt keine Vampire. Umso ärgerlicher, wenn sie dann in Manchester auftauchen. Wirklich niemand freut sich darüber. Nicht die magischen Wesen, die es tatsächlich gibt, und schon gar nicht die Menschen in Manchester. Denn nichts ist ärgerlicher, als von ausgedachten Monstern um die Ecke gebracht zu werden. Zum Glück gibt es die Mitarbeiter der Stranger Times. Allerdings haben die schon genug zu tun. Hannah hat gerade eine chaotische Scheidung hinter sich und findet heraus, dass jemand versucht, eine Kollegin zu entführen.

Ehen sind schon in den besten Zeiten schwierig, vor allem, wenn einer der beiden tot ist. Vincent Banecroft, der jähzornige Chef der STRANGER TIMES, hat den Tod seiner Frau nie akzeptiert... trotz recht eindeutiger Beweise für das Gegenteil. Nun scheint es, als ob er doch Recht behalten könnte: Wie weit wird er gehen, um sie zu retten? Banecroft ist abgelenkt und damit kommt der Rücktritt von Hannah Willis als stellvertretende Chefredakteurin äußerst ungelegen.

Dunkle Kräfte sind am Werk - und The Stranger Times geht ihnen auf den Grund. Die Wochenzeitung ist Großbritanniens erste Adresse für Unerklärtes und Unerklärliches. Zumindest ist das ihre Eigenwerbung... Gleich in Hannah Willis' erster Arbeitswoche bei der Zeitung tritt eine Tragödie ein, und The Stranger Times ist gezwungen, tatsächlich investigativen Journalismus zu betreiben. Hannah und ihre Kollegen kommen zu einer schockierenden Erkenntnis: Einige der Geschichten, die sie zuvor selbst als Unsinn abgetan hatten, sind furchtbar real.

Most people wouldn’t buy an infamous murder house to renovate for fun . . . but Sarah Slade is not most people. “This debut novel deftly explores our shadows—the dark parts of ourselves we don’t want others to see. I couldn’t stop reading.”—Julia Bartz, New York Times...

The Perfect Lie, book three: This was supposed to be so easy. We go out west and start a new life. But then a gun goes off and everything changes. What happens now? How do we get through this? My hopes start to evaporate with each passing moment. But as long as Tyler is breathing, I have to keep fighting. The Perfect Life, book four: Everyone thinks I’m a murderer, and after a while, it’s easier to just give in....

Clark's Harbor was the perfect coastal haven, jealously guarded against outsiders. But now strangers have come to settle there. And a small boy is suddenly free of a frenzy that had gripped him since birth.... His sister is haunted by fearful visions.... And one by one, in violent, mysterious ways, the strangers are dying. Never the townspeople. Only the strangers. Has a dark bargain been struck between the people of Clark's Harbor and some supernatural force? Or is it the sea itself calling out for a human sacrifice?

When young Henry Thorne is kidnapped and held prisoner in a remote farmhouse surrounded by miles of forest, he finds himself connecting with a strange force living in the woods—using that bond to wreak havoc against his captors. Unknown to the boy, however, is that this ancient being has its own reasons for wanting the interlopers gone—there is something hidden beneath the house, tucked away in the dark, damp root cellar . . . waiting for its return.

Destitute and desperate, Catherine Weston accepts the summons from her childhood friend Madeline St. Aubyn to attend her at Cairncroft Abbey. Madeline's health is in a poor state, and she is terrified of her cousin Gabriel. But Gabriel has quite a different effect on Catherine, stirring longings and desires she believed long buried. Then a young woman is found dead, and Madeline's ravings point to a link between this horrific crime and Gabriel - and Catherine must decide if he is a man worthy of her love or a sinister stranger determined to make her his next victim.

Clark's Harbor was the perfect coastal haven, jealously guarded against outsiders. But now strangers have come to settle there. And a small boy is suddenly free of a frenzy that had gripped him since birth. But his sister is haunted by fearful visions. And one by one, in violent, mysterious ways, the strangers are dying. Never the townspeople, only the strangers. Has a dark bargain been struck between the people of Clark's Harbor and some supernatural force?

SHADOWS IN THE NIGHT A year after the chilling death of her mentor, criminologist Harley Frasier is still rattled. Secretly she's suspected murder all along. Now the unveiling of the Amenmose exhibit is triggering a series of unexplained attacks, and there's only one man she can trust. FBI...

Kyra was preparing for her final wizard test before the Council. But suddenly, something was twisting her magic, weaving sinister portents of doom into even the simplest of her spells. Then she knew for certain that her young sister Alix was soon to marry--and soon to die. And so she journeyed back to the family who had disowned her.

While sheltered in the clan's stronghold, Syssi is unaware that Kian and Amanda are not human, and neither are the supposedly religious fanatics that are after her. She feels a powerful connection to Kian, and as he introduces her to a world of pleasure she never dared imagine, his dominant sexuality is a revelation. Considering that she's completely out of her element, Syssi feels comfortable and safe letting go with him. That is, until she begins to suspect that all is not as it seems.

Victoria Winters at last feels she has a clue to her own identity when she meets elderly Henry Collins. He secretly gives her the jewels which once belonged to his lost love - a woman Victoria strangely resembles. After receiving the gift, Victoria is suddenly terrified by attacks on her life which are masked as accidents. Surrounded by danger, Victoria wonders if she is to be the victim of ruthless thieves - or a hidden murderer desperate enough to keep her from learning about her past.

When Ed Loyce notices something disturbingly out of place in his small town, he's plunged into a nightmare where no one else seems to care. Is he losing his mind, or has the world itself gone mad?

At the edges of everyday life, on geographical boundaries and in the margins of society, certainties and realities can wear thin. And if we find ourselves in such occult and outland territory late at night, we might glimpse phenomena out of the corner of our eye that cannot possibly be there. At such times even the past, apparently fixed and unchanging in memories and dreams, cannot be relied upon. But what happens if we find ourselves passing beyond even these frayed perimeters of life? Can others follow us, or are we on our own?