Résultats pour "Bliss" dans Horreur

David Boone, a man with a perfect life, a nice house, a beautiful wife, and a beloved dog. With the house to himself for a week, David is thrilled to have time to pursue his dreams of becoming a successful writer. But as the hours tick by in his dark and empty home, solitude begins to feel suffocating and his grip on reality starts to slip. Suddenly plagued by nightmarish visions and hallucinations, David begins to wonder just how much of what he is seeing is only his imagination. Would you even know if you were losing your mind?

Peter Carey's first novel and first Miles Franklin winner, Bliss remains a work ahead of its time. It takes dying during a heart attack for Harry Joy to realise that the life he thought was happy is actually hellish. His wife is a cheat, his kids are a source of shame, his company spruiks carcinogens. While Harry is resuscitated, he will never be the same, for, having seen his own misery, he can no longer deny the injustice around him. But before he can be redeemed, a whole new perdition awaits him in this darkly funny and prescient fable about the idiocy of defiling nature.

Welcome to Bliss High, rated one of the top schools in the nation for its high test scores and outstanding academic reputation. It's also the perfect place to commit murder. Natalie knows. She knows sweet, oblivious Mandy, is meant to be hers. Lifelong friends. Forever. And Natalie won't let anyone stand in the way. Mandy Wright is the sweetest girl at Bliss High, but unfortunately, she's also naive. She has it all: the hottest boyfriend, straight A's, the lead in the school play, everything...but a loyal friend.

Addiction is the perpetual epidemic, where swarms of human moths flutter to the flames of hell. Because that warm blanket of a heroin high, that joyful intoxication of a pint of vodka, that electric energy from a line of cocaine, over time leaves you with a cold loneliness and a bitter heart. Relationships destroyed, bodies deteriorate, loved ones lost, yet the craving continues for that which is killing us—living, as the title suggests, like an Orphan of Bliss.