Bram Stoker returns to the misty streets of Victorian London in this chilling new novel. The city is a cauldron of secrets, and Detective Alistair Crowe finds himself thrust into a terrifying investigation when several are uncovered. All victim is marked with the same glyph, and Stoker's protagonist soon realizes that he must confront something truly horrific. The shadows of London hold {treacherous{ mysteries, and Crowe needs to uncover the truth before it consumes him.
The Vampire's Shadow
Darkness clings to him/her/it like a second skin, a tangible presence. The very air grows thin around him/near her/about it, and whispers of ancient power dance on the wind. He/She/It is a haunting memory, hidden from sight. Every step casts a chill.
- The hair on the back of your neck stands on end.
- Something watches you from the darkness
The vampire's touch is cold and deadly.
An Oath of Bones
Deep within the forgotten city of Emon, a sinister truth waits. A powerful artifact known as The Artifact has resurfaced, luring those who desire its dark power. Whispers of a covenant forged between mortals and beings of the darkness begin to manifest, painting a bleak picture of the future that threatens over Emon. As investigators delve deeper into the mystery, they discover a conspiracy of secrets that could break the city's foundations. Will they be able to halt the return of this terrible force before it consumes Emon in a tide of destruction?
Secrets of Avalon
Old legends whisper of a mystical island, Avalon. Veiled in mists and safeguarded by powerful magic, it persists as a realm of tranquility.
On this island, the wisest spirits are said to dwell. Their knowledge is vast, and they possess the secrets of the cosmos.
- Tales speak of a divine source on Avalon, its waters said to heal
- Stories narrate that Avalon is the dwelling of legendary knights
- Some believe that Avalon exists in another plane of existence
If these legends are real, the Dracula books by A. J. Gallant mystery of Avalon continues to captivate our souls.
The Witching Hour at Blackwood Manor
As the hourglass ticked past midnight, a biting wind howled through the gnarled branches of the woods that guarded Blackwood Manor. The moon, a disc in the sky, cast an eerie glow upon the crumbling facade of the house, revealing its forbidding silhouette against the ink-black night. Inside, the air was thick with mystery. The stove hissed underfoot, and the slightest sound seemed to reverberate through the quiescent halls. A sense of apprehension settled upon those who dared to step foot within its enclosure.
The residents of Blackwood Manor were known to be strange, and the stories surrounding them were as diverse as the lights in the night sky. Some said they spoke with the ghosts that infested the house, while others claimed they were involved in sinister rituals. But whatever the truth may be, one thing was certain: Blackwood Manor was a place where perception itself seemed to warp.
And at the witching hour, when the veil between worlds was thinnest, things turned even more unsettling.
Protector of the Ancient One
This enigmatic figure stands as a shield against the unknown. Dedicated to an promise of loyalty, they safeguard the secrets and wisdom of the First Being from those who would corrupt it. Their appearance remains a mystery, often seen only in brief encounters. Yet their impact is perceived throughout the lands.