The Mammoth Book of Best New Horror 17

Language: English

Pages: 511

ISBN: B005DI9MNU

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


The year's finest tales of terror.

Here is the latest edition of the world's premier annual showcase of horror and dark fantasy fiction. It features some of the very best short stories and novellas by today's masters of the macabre - including Peter Atkins, Cliver Barker, Glen Hirschberg, Joe Hill and Caitlin R. Kiernan.The Mammoth Book of Best New Horror also features the most comprehensive yearly overview of horror around the world, lists of useful contact addresses and a fascinating necrology. It is the one book that is required reading for every fan of macabre fiction.

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once she’s holding you. “Hurry up. It’s easy,” Pick said from way down below. Ever so slowly, I lifted my second leg over, then lowered myself down the other side. He was right; it wasn’t a hard climb at all; kids could do it. I stood in hot sunshine on the other side of the gate, smiling. The light was brighter over there too; glinting off all the white stone and glass up on the hill. And the air seemed weird – real thick and warm. When I looked back through the gate, the world around Ritchie

sunlight and fresh air. It must have reached out then and grabbed my left arm under the shoulder. The fingers and thumb were so cold they burned my skin. And even though my face was in daylight, everything went dark in my eyes except for little white flashes, like when you stand up too quick. I wanted to be sick. Tried to pull away, but one side of my body was all slow and heavy and full of pins and needles. I let go off the hardboard sheet. It slapped shut like a mouse trap. The wood knocked

impossible to tell from the blankness of its gaze what, if anything, it had focused its attention upon. Erik shouted a curse and tugged at the large red bead on the end of his alarm cord. The man he had been talking to earlier stopped snoring, spluttered, woke up and rasped out something incomprehensible. Then, composing himself, he said, “What’s the matter with you now? If you’re in pain, there’s nothing I can do about it.” “It’s not that. It’s him.” Erik pointed to the third bed. “There’s

tell him what my profession had been where I come from, but I could see he wasn’t trying to patronise me. In any case I needed the job. He asked me to take him to the ball room. “Got to sort out problems as early as you can,” he said. “It’s the number one thing I’ve learned, John, and I’ve been doing this a while. One problem will always create another. If you leave one little thing, think you can just ride it out, then before you know it you’ve got two. And so on. “You’ve been here a while,

great cloud of gulls that had descended to snatch potato chips from his hands. The birds would swarm anyone foolish enough to offer them food, and something about the open rapacity of the gulls merged in my mind with the equally obvious greed of the tourist traps and tacky souvenir stores along the strip, and my not-entirely-charitable notions about the sort of people who stayed in the really fancy resorts, the ones with their own private beaches. “And, of course, playing with language is part

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