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Occult investigator Quincey Morris and his “consultant,” white witch Libby Chastain, are hired to free a family from a deadly curse that appears to date back to the Salem witch trials. Fraught with danger, the trail finds them stalking the mysterious occult underworlds of Boston, San Francisco, New Orleans and New York, searching out the root of the curse. After surviving a series of terrifying attempts on their lives, the two find themselves drawn inexorably towards Salem itself – and the very heart of darkness.
Got Vampires? Ghosts? Monsters? We Can Help! Your one-stop-shop for Urban Fantasy’s finest anthology of the supernatural. 14 sleuths are gathered together for the first time in all-original tales of unusual cases which require services that go far beyond mere deduction! Featuring new stories by: Tanya Huff, C. T. Adams and Cathy Clamp, Simon R. Green, T. A. Pratt, Chris Marie Green, Lilith Saintcrow, Rachel Caine, Jackie Kessler, Carrie L. Vaughn, Julie Kenner, C. J. Henderson, Laura Anne Gilman, Justin Gustainis and Caitlin Kittredge Meet the Detectives: Danny Hendrickson - from Laura Anne Gilman’s Cosa Nostradamus series. Kate Connor - from Julie Kenner’s Demon-Hunting Soccer Mom ser...
Stan Markowski is a Detective Sergeant on the Scranton PD's Supernatural Crimes Investigation Unit. Like the rest of America, Scranton's got an uneasy 'live and let unlive' relationship with the supernatural. But when a vamp puts the bite on an unwilling victim, or some witch casts the wrong kind of spell, that's when they call Markowski. He carries a badge. Also, a crucifix, some wooden stakes, a big vial of holy water, and a 9mm Beretta loaded with silver bullets. File Under: Urban Fantasy [ Dial V For Vampire | Forbidden Spells | Bite Club | Scranton By Night ]
My name's Markowski. I carry a badge. Also, a crucifix, some wooden stakes, a big vial of holy water, and a 9mm Beretta loaded with silver bullets. A new supernatural gang is intent on invading Scranton - as if I didn't have enough to contend with! Supernatural gang warfare? Not on my watch!
An analysis of Vietnam era rhetoric from John F. Kennedy and Richard Nixon to Daniel Berrigan, the SDS, the Weatherman, and Doonsbury and the Green Berets.
A MORRIS AND CHASTAIN INVESTIGATION Senator Howard Stark wants to be President of the United States. So does the demon inside him. With the competing candidates dropping out due to scandal, blackmail, and ‘accidental’ death, Stark looks like a good bet to go all the way to the White House. And if he gets there, Hell on Earth will follow. Occult investigator Quincey Morris and white witch Libby Chastain are determined to stop this evil conspiracy. But between them and Stark stand the dedicated agents of the US Secret Service – as well as the very forces of Hell itself. Quincey and Libby will risk everything to exorcise the demon possessing Stark. If they fail, ‘Hail to the Chief’ will become a funeral march – for all of us.
After the events in Kojiki, a sad and lonely Roarke mourns in secret while the world he's supposed to rule falls into chaos. The Earth is at peace and the Great Spirits have disappeared into the Boundaries to heal the wounds the war left behind. But Roarke Zar Ranok, Great Spirit of Earth is hiding inside a new planet, Higo, still grieving the loss of his mate, Botua. Knowing of Roarke's pain, Takeshi Ahk-kiko, Great Lord of Spirit pulls Higo from time until Roarke is ready to become a present God. But eventually the people of Higo evolve without Roarke and develop only a vague notion of his existence. Even so, they await his return with eager anticipation, turning to hope in the face of a religious civil war--all except for one, that is--Baiyren Tallaenaq, Prince of Higo and heir to its throne.
Here are twenty-one stories that will scare you to death; they are best read late at night, preferably while you’re alone. Try using a reading lamp that illuminates the page while throwing the rest of the room into shadows – shadows where anything could be hiding. Anything! Then, later, as you lie in the iron dark, waiting for sleep, you might start to wonder if there really are supernatural evils that might choose to come – for you. Pleasant dreams. Well, no – not really.