Résultats pour "Creep" dans Littérature, romans et fiction

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They call me Creep and they’re not wrong. I crawl under people’s beds to feel close to them. Tonight, my pick is a pretty blond twink with pink lips and blue eyes. My living fantasy. I meant to enjoy his company in secret, but I can’t just lie there and listen when his boyfriend gets violent. So I crawl out. And I kill the bastard. Now Angel’s a witness to my crime, so… I take him. I’ve never had a lover. Hell, I’ve never even kissed anyone. I’m twisted. Ugly. Unlovable. But now that I’ve tasted Angel, I can’t turn back. I need to make him mine.

It's 1998, and Alicia Waters is a young college student in Oklahoma. She lives with her best friend Monica, and life is good for once—until she meets him. Now, Alicia is on a journey of survival while Monica tries to locate and bring home her missing friend. How far will Alicia have to go to survive? She isn't sure, but she is certain life will never be the same.

""Creep is everything I want from a novel—it’s obsessive, it’s rapturous, it spirals into the most masochistic corners of the mind. A perfectly twisted debut.""—Anna Dorn, author of Perfume & Pain ""A chilling book by an exciting new voice.""—Vogue (UK) From a blistering new voice in...

Something evil lurks in the woods, on the outskirts of town. It lives in the shadows and strikes without warning, always with the same objective: to mutilate, kill and devour its victim. A monster with a cannibalistic craving for human flesh and a sexual appetite which, seemingly, cannot be satiated. No victim is left alive, and the scattered remains divulge very little to the police pathologist.

A NATIONAL BOOK CRITICS CIRCLE FINALIST * A LAMBDA LITERARY AWARD WINNER “Quite simply one of the best books of the decade.” —Los Angeles Review of Books * “The mother of intersectional Latinx identity.” —Cosmopolitan * “Brilliant…a hopeful book…rooted in the steadfast belief...

In this delightfully imaginative novel, once again, hell threatens to break loose as Samuel Johnson and his ragtag group of friends must defend their town from shadowy forces more threatening than ever before... In this clever and quirky follow-up to The Gates and The Infernals, Samuel Johnson's...

Sie kennen uns, denn sie beobachten uns. Im Internet verkaufen Kriminelle unsere persönliche Daten. Doch nicht jede Schattengestalt, die sich in den dunklen Ecken des Internets herumdrückt, hat so eindeutige Absichten und will uns Böses. Philipp Winkler erzählt in seinem neuen Roman drei Geschichten: von Fanni in Deutschland, Junya in Japan und Harold in den USA - alle drei suchen im Leben fremder Menschen nach etwas, was sie in ihren eigenen Leben nicht finden: Kontrolle, Zugehörigkeit, Befreiung.

Renowned academic Dr Sparling seeks help with his project on a remote Irish village. Historical researchers Ben and Chloe are thrilled to be chosen—until they arrive. The village is isolated and forgotten. There is no record of its history, its stories. There is no friendliness from the locals, only wary looks and whispers. The villagers lock down their homes at sundown. A nameless fear stalks the streets. Nobody will talk—nobody except one little girl. Her story strikes dread into the hearts of the newcomers. Three times you see him. Each night he comes closer.

Something out in the Everglades is killing people - and eating them. Supernatural detective Jack Nightingale is called in to investigate and discovers that evil is at work out in the swamps, and that more people will die unless he can stop it.

CREEP takes listeners on a terrifying tour of our everyday lives. Wicked stories about the people and places we come in contact with each day that harbor terrible secrets and horrors. We walk through the world thinking we know where every step will lead but if the dark stars align, the commonplace can become shocking. It’s the type of horror that can CREEP up on you and leave you shaking with terror.

This Christmas, a hero will rise from the trailer park. Earl Frost isn't what most people would call a hero. He's indoorsy. He lives with his grandma in a 1970s single wide in the Misty Pines Trailer Park. He spends most of his time taking care of his pet fish and working nights at Cecil's Gas 'n' Stop. Earl Frost also hates Christmas, which is a cardinal sin up there with pride and greed in Holiday Lake. Holiday Lake is like a town on a Christmas card, or in one of those holiday romance movies that play non-stop on TV. Everyone here loves Christmas. Except for Earl.

The photographs, under a title that described the image’s contents in the crudest possible terms, were of Kristen. In the bedroom, in our living room, getting into and out of the shower. Even standing before the cooker top, wearing just an oversized pullover and a red thong as she prepared pasta. I felt sick as the implications began to sink in. Not only were these invasive and highly intimate photographs that had somehow made their way onto a public platform, they were photographs that she clearly believed that I had taken and disseminated.

Poor Ezra was about to have a very bad accident. One that would leave him trapped where he might never be found. Trapped with Virgil, who was not a very nice dummy. Virgil, who was about to make this blood-soaked nightmare so much worse....

"This book re-framed my entire adolescence. I highly recommend you read it." — LING MA From the critically acclaimed author of Dead Girls (“stylish and inspired”—New York Times Book Review), a sharp, engrossing collection of essays that explore the strange career of popular feminism and...

I’m not going to die today. That simple phrase has been my motto for the last two years, keeping me alive during the apocalypse I never saw coming. Everyday the undead creep closer, their attacks becoming more frequent.

Zombies. Werewolves. Vampires. Mummies. Satanic cults. Unspeakable cosmic horror. Andersen Prunty welcomes you to Twin Springs, Ohio, in his latest collection of horror stories.

Inside this book are written weird tales of the macabre and supernatural, and if you dare to listen to them, they just might take you to a place you wish not to go. You might find yourself in the mystical land of the Killerpillar. You might suffer the venomous sting of the gruesome Homunculus. You might find yourself shivering in an ancient chair you wish you had never sat down in, for you will find no comfort in those cushions, only the dreadful clutches of doom and a slithering through your soul slowly dragging you to madness.

Emerson Clarke: Sarcastic. Independent. Possibly losing her mind. Because that's the only explanation for why she occasionally sees things that aren't there, right? But one night, an impossible power erupts from her, and Em realizes the truth is crazier than she ever thought: she isn't losing her mind; she's magical.

Ex-SAS trooper Alex Carter is now an army padre. When a patrol he’s on is ambushed, he thinks his army life is finished. You can’t wear a cross and carry a gun. But something evil has been disturbed by one of his old regiment mates. As the lines between spiritual warfare and the battlefield are blurred, Alex’s faith is tested to the extreme.