Tag: horror

Money supposedly can’t buy happiness, nor can it necessarily buy health, but it can buy you friends after a fashion; his father having inherited a summer house following

As the clock draws closer to the witching hour, on a cold concrete floor, a woman lies face down, her arms bound behind her back by thick black

There is some element of truth in all fiction, and in most stories recounted as truth there will be some evasion or exaggeration, an aggrandisement of events otherwise

In the darkness of the Banshee Labyrinth in Edinburgh’s historic old town, riddled with crypts and underground passages where generations lived and died in squalor, to the broken

No beloved doll’s house played with by a fortunate favoured child was ever so sinister, a grey slate mansion over three floors and the tower to the attic

On a bright desert highway, hot, dry wind in their perfect hair, girlfriends Raquel and June are stranded, their electric blue convertible having broken down on their way

Any plan is only as good as the parts which fit together to make it happen: Ronald Lake a veteran of the gangster fraternity, entrusted to make the

She strikes the spark and the fire catches, the petrol-drenched man tied to the chair ablaze, lighting up the night; she’s been on the floor in a stranglehold

It was a place Ailsa knew as a girl, both from visiting and from the stories her family told, the myths and legends of the Cairngorms, a beautiful

It is the elegantly furnished and tastefully demure drawing room of a suburban couple, the small dining table for two in the corner, the drinks trolley beside it,