He watches in horror as the blur before him becomes clearer and more gruesome. Paralyzed with fear, he can only bear witness to the birth of the runner, a demon who is the worst figure in this endless nightmare. The rotations do not bring solace; there is only more fear. Although eternities loom before him, there is only so much his soul can take. He must either force himself to forget this place or try to kill the runner. Which will he choose? Which can he choose? And who is the creator o...

This man's story brings to light not only the monsters outside, but also the monsters within. At each turn, he is pushed closer to the edge of desolation, with the rising number of infected ready to send him plummeting over it. Each survivor he meets along his journey remains as nameless as the man himself, but each one represents different hopes that seek to preserve the light that he believes has been smothered by the darkness that rages around him. But the question remains: can he stay ...

An unassuming bathroom trip. A purple eye caught staring through the crack in the mirror. A stream of insanity only the protagonist can understand and attempt to escape from.

But Jake has a plan. He already knows how the whole show will play out, leaving all for him to do is put on the performance of a lifetime. The details point out each mistake he made in preparation for his crime, but he hopes his slick words will get him out of a pinch. While the clock seems to quickly run out and the detectives become increasingly desperate to catch a murderer, will Jake Carson be able to escape the unforgiving walls of the interrogation room?

Four year old Stacy Ludley just got her first imaginary friend. Or so she thinks. Feeling disregarded by her parents who have sold her best friend and stuffed walrus, Mr. Tusky, at their garage sale, she can do nothing but latch onto her new friend Sophie. But is this new friend she's found in the secret room of the house truly something in her head, or an embodiment of something more sinister?

Michael Stevens had to kill and eat those fourteen women. Their meat was too delicious, and he couldn't resist. His rampage was finally put to an end, but he avoided the death penalty. Admitted to Tersen Asylum for the past three years, he hopes to reform his cannabalistic ways. But with a vegetarian diet and a new nurse that's the exact meat he once craved, will he be able to stay in control?

It came upon me suddenly in the dull moments of my drunken stupor. I tried to run, to rid myself of the shadow that chose the toss-away standing in the alley behind the Tipsy Marlow. But with the trapping of an animal such as I in the empty space of society, I found myself relying on instinct to survive. Little did I know that the greatest monster does not lie without, but within.

Renee Engle never expected to be bitten, to become a monster. But when five year old Jenny clamped rotten jaws onto her left wrist, the infection couldn't help but take hold. Jake couldn't understand, only able to slow the transformation as much as possible. And as the woman he loved turned into a monster from her own nightmares, there would soon be nothing left of Engle.

I thought he was just a passing nightmare I didn't have to remember. But the boy--that faceless boy--was a living evil I couldn't comprehend. He came for me and played his sick game, knowing that I'd be playing the whole time against my better will. He hoped I'd win--that sick child--and I did. Why couldn't have I known that in catching him that I'd be given despair worse than any death?

That final Tuesday morning was the last time I talked to Daddy. It was raining outside. Now, at the age of forty-three I still remember. I remember Daddy's grey eyes, the sad way they looked off in the distance when he talked to me. I always wanted to be like him, and I still do. The little boy inside of me never died, and he will always reflect on the love I had for Daddy.

Malen was never supposed to know the secret of the clock. Even when he saw the dark shadow within as a boy, he passed it off as mere illusion. Grandma tried to protect him, to push him away from its evil. But with Malen back at the house and Grandma no longer strong enough to thwart its darkness, will the clock's vile soul finally have salvation at the hands of Malen's doom?

Although the war rages between the Limphelm and the Mentilm, no danger is as great as the warrior Daleli. The only half-breed between the two kingdoms, he fights and lives for his beloved Juniel alone. But with Juniel's death at the hands of the barbarous Mentilm and the Limphelm plot to assassinate him, the monster within Daleli will be unleashed, ready to wash the world with waves of blood.