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The old wall is a border: England and Scotland, South and North, light and darkness. It is 1745, and the long-awaited night as come. The Bloodking calls his army to battle, and armed with the powers of the undead and the damned, he will bring them South to claim his birthright: The throne of Britain. Only the old Watchers on the wall stand in his way. They, their swords, and their faith. But too much time has passed and the Watch has grown slack and ill-prepared for the coming war.

S-Squad are relieved to be home, and even an order to investigate animal mutilations at a local wildlife park does not seem like an onerous detail. But things take a turn to the twilight zone all too quickly around the S-Squad, and even their homeland is not immune.

A treasure hunt into the deepest cave system in Europe takes a turn for the worst. Now, rather than treasure, it is survival that is at the forefront of the spelunkers' thoughts. But their attempt to escape out of the dark deep places is thwarted. Men are not at home in the depths. But there are things that are... pale terrifying things. Huge things. Things red in tooth and claw.

Tom wants to see a dragon. And his Granddad wants to make one. But neither of them are prepared for the consequences when they accidentally spill Granddad's special growth formula on the ground.

Two boys in the west of Scotland awaken an ancient vampire. And the only way to stop it is in the power of a book - a bible detailing the dark religion of the Eldren. But time is running out, and the sun is getting low.

The Auld Mither, a crone-like hag with razor sharp bones for fingers, is killing off the proponents of a new abattoir in a deer farming community. And Dave Duncan seems to be next on the list. Can he figure out how to stop her? Or will he have to pay for the sins of his father?

Here, you'll find some glowing fog, mad scientists, tentacled things, booze, dreaming gods, cigarettes, boats of various sizes, a bar or two, stiff upper lips, a ghosthunter, a great detective, and a multitude of universes, among other things.

When several young girls are abducted from various locations in Edinburgh, Detective John Granger and his brother Alan, a reporter, investigate the cases from different directions. The abductor is cunning, always one step ahead, and the only clue he leaves behind at each scene are the brutalized corpses of black swans.

At first it's a simple lost son case, but for PI Derek Adams things turn quickly to the twilight zone. Soon he's on a remote island and up to his hips in mer-women, shape-changers and ancient fisher cults. Running back to the city doesn't help; there's magic and mayhem loose on the streets. An ancient god is waking up, and only blood will stop him!

The case of a lost husband leads Holmes and Watson into the bowels of the new Underground system, where they uncover a fiendish scheme – the recently deceased are being forced to work as unpaid labor in the tunnels. And soon the walking dead come up into the city itself, spreading mayhem and disease. Holmes must find the perpetrator of these atrocities, and stop him, before the plague engulfs London.

Derek Adams is on the lam, framed for a strange murder and chased by a cult intent on getting their hands on the skin belt that writhes in Derek's pocket. When a firm of lawyers offers him a way out, he grabs it with both hands. Then things really go to the dogs!

When the end came, it wasn’t zombies, asteroids, global warming, or nuclear winter. It was something that escaped from a lab. Something small, and very hungry. It starts with deadly rain that delivers death where it falls, but soon the whole planet is under threat as the infection spreads, consuming everything before it. A band of survivors on the Eastern coast of Canada watch as their world falls and crumbles to ruin. The infection seems relentless. More than that, it seems to be learning, adapting, and evolving faster than they can fight it.

For Tor and Skald this is their first Viking raid, and their minds are filled with thoughts of honor and glory. What awaits them are beasts - huge, hairy, and fanged, the Alma, who will not suffer intruders in their domain. When the Vikings slaughter a female Alma, they soon find themselves in the middle of a battle with vicious creatures bent on bloody revenge. Now they must stand and be counted, for destiny awaits in the mountains, where the hairy ones dance.

A serial killer is hunting newsreaders. To catch him, a detective will have to journey to places he never imagined existing. He will go to mirrorland, the land beyond reflections, where the killer is perfectly at home.

A mysterious house sits on a corner block on a hill in St. John's, Newfoundland, in one of the oldest cities in North America, a nondescript, three-story wooden cube, going slowly to seed. When local cops, John Green, Janis Lodge and Todd Wiggins are sent to investigate a multiple murder on the top floor of the property, they start opening doors and uncovering secrets. But like peeling the layers off an onion, each door opened only leads them deeper into the mystery. There are houses like this all over the world, and those who suffer are drawn to them, as John, Janis and Todd have been drawn. They have found their way in. Can they find their way out again? And at what cost?

On a small, sparsely populated island in the Scottish Outer Hebrides, a group of archeology students are opening what seems to be an early Neolithic burial mound. Marine biologist Duncan McKenzie is also working on the island, staying with the lighthouse caretakers, Dick and Tom, while he completes his studies of the local water supply. One afternoon the three men are disturbed in their work by the appearance of a dazed female student from the excavation, who is badly traumatized.

Some seaweed, a jellyfish, and some material brought back from the Peabodie expedition to Antarctica. An innocuous enough blend you might think. But when a storm in the North Atlantic frees a sample that has been dormant inside an old wreck, the new creature finds that it is hungry. Our plastics-orientated society has given it an abundant supply of food...more than enough for it to grown, and build, and spread.

They came in their thousands. We fought them as one. It started during a winter storm on the North Eastern Seaboard which brought with it a strange green rain. Where it fell, everything withered, died, and was consumed. The residents of remote outposts in Maritime Canada escaped the worst of the early damage, but that was a blessing in disguise, for they were left to watch as first North America, then the world, was subsumed in the creeping green carpet of terror. And that was just the beginning.

Anyone for a bit of high magic, swordfighting, and a taste of what Scotland was like before perfect teeth, nice hair, and clean kilts became the order of the day in Outlander? My Scottish sorcerer and swordsman, Augustus Seton, lives in Stirling in the late 16th century, and is usually in the service of the king, fighting the good fight against the dark things of the world in between the drinking and wenching.

A remote high valley in the Canadian Rockies hides an ecosystem that has been lost in time. A small team of prospectors and their local guides are looking for gold. What they find is blood and terror and death. The valley's monstrous inhabitants are not about to let go of its secrets lightly.