Books of Blood, Vols. 1-3

Books of Blood, Vols. 1-3

Clive Barker

Language: English

Pages: 507

ISBN: 0425165582

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


With the 1984 publication of Books of Blood, Clive Barker became an overnight literary sensation. He was hailed by Stephen King as "the future of horror," and won both the British and World Fantasy Awards. Now, with his numerous bestsellers, graphic novels, and hit movies like the Hellraiser films, Clive Barker has become an industry unto himself. But it all started here, with this tour de force collection that rivals the dark masterpieces of Edgar Allan Poe. Read him. And rediscover the true meaning of fear.

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of a five-pound note. While she was thinking of this—of the disease spreading like fire in tinder—the doorbell rang again. They had come back for her. And, as before, they were ringing the other bells in the house. She could hear Prudhoe coming downstairs. This time he would know she was in. He would tell them so. They would hammer at the door, and when she refused to answer — As Prudhoe opened the front door she unlocked the back. As she slipped into the yard she heard voices at the flat door,

familiar literary terrain to the progressive vision of his Seraphim production company. His 1998 "Gods and Monsters," which he executive produced, garnered three Academy Award nominations and an Oscar for Best Adapted Screenplay. The following year, Barker joined the ranks of such illustrious authors as Gabriel Garcia Marquez, Annie Dillard and Aldous Huxley when his collection of literary works was inducted into the Perennial line at HarperCollins, who then published The Essential Clive Barker,

she said, stepping into the office. Harry closed the door. There was a chill from up the stairs. "Thank God. Thank God." She took Harry's face in her hands and kissed him lightly on the lips. Only then did she notice Valentin. She dropped her hands. "What's he doing here?" she asked. "He's with me. With us." She looked doubtful. "No," she said. "We can trust him." "I said no! Get him out, Harry." There was a cold fury in her; she shook with it. "Get him out!" Valentin stared at her,

explain about the brother-in-law—" Harry said. "The brother-in-law?" Dorothea said, sitting down. The sigh of her legs crossing was the most enchanting sound Harry had heard in twenty-four hours. "Oh please tell me about the brother-in law. . ." Before Harry could open his mouth to speak, Valentin said: "It's not her, Harry." The words, spoken without a trace of drama, took a few seconds to make sense. Even when they did, their lunacy was self-evident. Here she was in the flesh, perfect in

from hiding. As Shapiro had boasted, it was hefty, its weight the first reassurance Harry had felt in too long. He returned to the corridor. The steam from the fractured pipe had thickened. Through its veils it was apparent that the concert had taken on new fervor. The doleful wailing rose and fell, punctuated by some flaccid percussion. He braved the cloud of steam and hurried to the stairs. As he put his foot on the bottom step the music seemed to catch him by the back of the neck, and

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