Лучшие книги Gary McMahon

Кэти очень любила Хеллоуин и настаивала на соблюдении традиций этого праздника. Теперь ее не стало, и Бакстер остался один. Сам вырезает тыкве лицо и придает ему черты покойной жены. И старается при этом не вспоминать, как еще недавно этот нож рассекал мягкую детскую плоть.

A strange suicide plague grips the city of London, tearing apart the fabric of society. To escape this madness, a small group of strangers must journey north in search of safety.

Everyone and everything must eventually come to an End, but in this case it happens quicker and with more savagery than anyone could ever have imagined.

When chaos reigns and things start to fall apart, The End might be closer than you think... and sometimes The End is really the beginning of something much worse...

The sound of shuffling footsteps across the old cell floor...
A soft voice like a strange tune echoing along the empty corridors...
Dim lights in the windows of the abandoned asylum...
Discarded case files that flip open to reveal the dreams of broken minds...
Welcome to a place where the boundaries of fact and fiction meet.
Acclaimed author Gary McMahon raids the archives of a notorious derelict mental asylum called the Daleside Institute to bring you stories of madness, horror and emotional trauma. In locations as diverse as suburban Germany, the London Underground, an Italian seaside resort and the inhospitable polar icecap, you will meet damaged people with broken lives. Here are terrifying accounts of love, hate, death and madness...
These are the Tales of the Weak and the Wounded
"If you love short stories, this is a must book for your collection. If you haven't read anything by Mr. McMahon this is a great place to start. One of the better collections of short stories I've read and I give it my highest recommendation, I will definitely be keeping my eyes out for more from Gary McMahon." - Famous Monsters of Filmland
"This is a great collection of stories and an excellent showcase for the highly talented Gary McMahon. There are enough images in here to haunt your dreams for months to come but there's also depth here, strong ideas and commentary. The best horror holds up a mirror to society, is grounded in reality and Tales of The Weak and The Wounded is an exemplar of this." - Dark Musings

Imagine a place where all your nightmares become real. Think of dark urban streets where crime, debt and violence are not the only things to fear. Picture a housing project that is a gateway to somewhere else, a realm where ghosts and monsters stir hungrily in the shadows. Welcome to the Concrete Grove. It knows where you live... Gary McMahon's chilling horror trilogy shows us a Britain many of us will recognise, while whispering of the terrible and arcane presences clawing against the boundaries of our reality! Book One of the Concrete Grove Trilogy

“An absence is more terrifying than a presence…
Rob and Becky bought the old place after the death of their son, to repair and renovate – to patch things up and make the building habitable.

They both knew that they were trying to fix more than the house, but the cracks in their marriage could not be papered over.

Then they found the Quiet Room.”

“Gary McMahon’s horror is heartfelt...” –Tim Lebbon

Spectral Press volume 1

Twenty years ago three young boys staggered out of an old building, tired and dirty yet otherwise unharmed. Missing for a weekend, the boys had no idea of where they’d been. But they all shared the same vague memory of a shadowed woodland grove…and they swore they’d been gone for only an hour.

When Simon returns to the Concrete Grove to see his old friends and unearth painful memories from his childhood, things once buried begin to claw their way back to the surface.

The hummingbirds are flying again, bringing a warning of something terrible. Bad dreams take on physical form and walk the streets of the estate. A dark, hideously patient entity is calling once again from the shadows, reaching out towards three terrified boys who have now grown into emotionally damaged men. And the past is about to catch up with them all, staining their lives with a darkness they could never truly escape. Welcome back to the Concrete Grove. The place you can never really leave…

Guy Renford is fresh out of prison. His life in ruins, he is estranged from his wife and daughter. So he returns to the Yorkshire town of Stonegrave to try and recover what he once held dear. But a presence is watching from behind the endless rainstorm, something that wants revenge... and has not come alone.

Rosie sees ghosts. She has since childhood These sorrowful visions of drowned schoolgirls are linked to a past she fled to America to escape. But you can never run from destiny, and something is calling Rosie back to rainy Stonegrave, the home of her worst nightmares...

Slowly, the lives of these two people are drawn together in a town cut off by floods, and at the height of the storm they will be forced to battle a relentless foe that uses the deluge as cover, stalking them from within a merciless onslaught of rain..

Since the dawn of mankind, we have always made our own monsters: the terrors of capitalism and corruption, the things between the cracks, the ghosts of self...terrible beasts of desire, debt, regret, racism...of family ties, and the things that get in the way of our aspirations...the familiar monsters of our own faces, of tradition, rejection, and the darkness that lives deep inside our own hearts... Can you identify the component parts of your own monster? Can you afford to pay the dreadful price of its construction?

These tortured tales represent the desperate prayers of shattered people. Among them you will find: a man who is haunted by the sound of sentient alarms, a psychologically damaged brother and sister whose union produces something much worse than simple dread, a group of men whose childhood sins have mutated into something monstrous aboard an old stone boat, a possibly cursed dying woman who goes in search of one last taste of passion before cancer claims her. External terror meets inner dread and the afterlife may just be a place where all our past mistakes solidify and turn on us like a pack of ravening dogs. These bleak offerings will reveal the darkness that dwells at the core of modern existence, where society is a forgotten notion, religion is a dirty word, love lies bleeding in the gutter, and everyone must face their demons alone. Kneeling at the altar of broken hearts, you will learn that sometimes it is better if our prayers remain unanswered.