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It is lush, vibrant, and ever-changing. Though raucous and overgrown with a breathtaking variety of savory, beautiful delights, it is a deliberate expression of harsh discipline. Its keeper is a lonely old woman with a green thumb who seems harmless enough to the uninitiated. Homeless and wandering through a neglectful city, he ultimately finds his place in this world, tending her garden of evil.

No matter how harsh the instruction or inhumane the conditioning, military doctrine cannot replace compassion with uncaring steel. At his post in the bowels of a Japanese submarine, one frightened boy endures the unspeakable slaughter of an illicit war until he reaches a psychological breaking point. Drafted as a teenager into one of the bloodiest and most fanatical navies in history, he will spin the wheels for ill.

A trusted agent in the employ of an untrustworthy corporation. He knows too much and he realizes this knowledge will soon necessitate his own liquidation. Tired of the rat race, he has a plan for a fantastic exit. Sometimes, the rat gets the cheese and the trap springs empty.

A cosmic highway defined by scattered flexure points strung along the swirls of our galaxy's many spiral arms, the Serpentine is a fantastic new frontier that offers unimaginable riches to those who dare to brave its ever expanding hinterlands. Billions of hopeful human beings voyage there to profit or perish among the star systems of an otherwise empty cosmos. Despite its promise, amid the dawn of this golden age, one man tasked with a violent errand will discover an abiding evil that marks a terminal end of the Serpentine.

In this version of the future, science has learned how to identify a propensity for violence within the human mind before it manifests as action, and the violent ones have become targets for extermination. This is a humane, disciplined and well-intended social program, and civilization expects its unfortunate recipients to make dutiful sacrifices. Unfortunately, this sort of person is not likely to go without a fight.

A city viewed from a jet liner is eerily indistinguishable from a vast, sprawling anthill. Both are industrious mounds riddled with innumerable burrows and endless trails, which endlessly crawl with toiling creatures, all bound from one mysterious errand to another. Amid the daily crush, a hapless drone occasionally awakens to question the drudgery of its existence. Within the hive, none can help him differentiate himself, man from ant.

He recently returned from an uneventful patrol through the near space of his solar system. Though he recalls nothing odd about the voyage, something has gone terribly wrong. Standing before a mirror in his home, he realizes he has somehow found himself on the wrong side of backwards.

He is a devil, not THE devil. Regardless, his productivity is a measure of human misery. His undertakings are of human vice. His indulgence is bound in human suffering. Follow him on a day-tour of the township and hear his plans for its inhabitants. These are the things and the human beings you need to keep the place running smoothly toward the final destruction of humanity.

Forty years a soldier. Forty years a spy. Forty years an international trafficker of weapons and drugs. All, the accomplishments of one nameless man, a “spook”. With all the powerful innovations of modern technology, no nation on Earth has succeeded in closing its borders to the illegal trade of drugs and weapons. This man can tell you why.

An unknown client contracted him to assassinate a quirky, unassuming middle-aged man with no apparent enemies and no violent tendencies. After his first attempt fails, the distraught hitman returns for another attempt. Yet no matter how he tries, he cannot kill the Forever Man.

From place to place he creeps like a plague of mayhem that spoils all it touches. He is born evil, a man so vile that not even Africa's heart of darkness can long tolerate him. Once the nations of that vast continent disavow him, he can only find sanctuary amid the toughest lands left on Earth. Soon, he will be bound for Texas!

He found a side trail to avoid the bullies of his new neighborhood. It is a lost way through a forgotten cemetery and not even the bravest of his tormentors will walk there. For him, the shortcut is a form of salvation from unwarranted attacks, but for his mother and stepfather it is an excruciating mystery, when through the 'Meadows he goes.

After he follows a wealthy runaway debutante from Boston to the Yucatan Peninsula of Mexico, an American investigator must hire a local guide to lead him into the dense jungles of the Mesoamerican interior in search of her. There, five centuries ago, countless Mayans perished atop the chacmool, their beating hearts ripped from their dying bodies. Soon, the dark stains of these ancient rituals will provide the evidence he seeks, and blood will flow.

Lost in the anonymity of a big city, he dreams of faraway places that languish beneath broad, cloudless skies. He dreams of endless horizons and expansive landscapes. He dreams of Texas – somehow, he will get there, no matter the cost. It’s a long, hot walk.

When too many children go missing in the rivers and bayous coursing through Houston, Texas, one man draws a frightful conclusion. The hunt begins. Because a mysterious fiend comes with the rain, as sleek as shadows and as deadly as a swirling draw. In his wake, heartbreak and unending sorrow.

This home has a history as unforgettable as it is undeniable. Stop in for a weekend of mystery and fun. Thrill to the unexplained thumps, taps and footsteps. Marvel at the passing cold in the heat of a southern summer. Is it your imagination? Or is it the Immaculate?

Although all children do not become monsters, all monsters begin as children. Somewhere between the innocence of youth and the corruptions of adulthood, an infection of evil festers. In the aftermath, the progeny of apocalypse will always wonder what might have come from an early cure injected as a timely bullet.

They are lucky to have as a neighbor the old man who lives at the end of their cul-de-sac. Free of charge, he keeps the lawn and the landscaping of the house next door. Only he knows why.

They are the outcast, forgotten, overlooked refuse of the world. Nothing matters to them, and they matter to no-one. He retains a zest for life despite its futility, but she has decided to stop the train and step off. He will watch her go without a word, but she will take his heart with her.

In the distant future of humankind, an unscrupulous government embarks on a program of colonization, sending one moon-sized transport after another careening into the cosmic gulf, each utterly dependent upon the one gone before. Stranded far from home, their starship must rise from the ashes of a terrible conflagration, and he must lead them from beyond the threshold of a fiery grave. Billions of lives depend upon his success.