Deedra

It’s been eight days since the lights went out for good. Eight days of surviving chaos and the worst of humanity. Eight days for the truth to sink in: the survivors are on their own. Shannon Grayson has escaped from the massive retail center where she was trapped, but a festering bullet wound in her shoulder requires medical care. In the aftermath of society’s collapse, doctors and medicine are hard to come by—and her infection is getting worse.

The snow falls heavy and thick on one fateful winter night, trapping Raven’s Bend, Maine in a frozen embrace. As the blizzard rages on, strange and terrifying events unfold… A widow desperately attempts to escape a supernatural time loop on a snow-covered highway. A family encounters a sinister man with the power to control minds. The night shift at a warehouse becomes a desperate battle for survival against a horde of zombies. A man grapples with the shocking revelation that his entire existence might be nothing more than a story struggling to become real.

Janet and Jacob have had a forty-nine-year affair—Trion High School sweethearts, a young married couple, a divorced couple who can’t stay out of each other’s bed, even when Jacob was remarried with twin girls. The glue of their tumultuous relationship is a mutual passion for each other and for the written word. Jacob, the writer, full of early success, has lost his nerve and requires the approval of Janet, his ideal reader, before he can submit his work for publication. Janet awaits his daily call, usually after midnight when both are tipsy.

Sharing lodging in the sleepy English village of Walmsley Parva has eased some of the financial strain on the two old school chums, but money is still tight in these years following the Great War. So when the local vicar - and pigeon-racing club president - approaches them with a private inquiry opportunity, the ladies accept. There's been a spot of bother: The treasurer has absconded with the club's funds and several prized birds. But when they visit the man's loft, they find their elusive quarry lying in white feathers and a pool of crimson blood - the only witnesses cooing mournfully.

The important thing is that my daughter and son are safe after the fire that ripped apart their world as they knew it. And we’re trying to move forward together. Except there’s something I can’t let go of. My frustration at being ripped off with most of what I owned and taken for a fool. Going after the person responsible risks exposing the dark secrets I’ve been forced to keep, yet I can’t seem to stop myself.

From where I stand in the shadows outside the pub I own, I can already tell what mood my husband’s in and it makes me want to stay exactly where I am. However, I can also see my bar manager, Jay. Sexy, young and exciting, he’s the person who’s going to set me free from my middle-aged monotony. I’m dreading turning fifty more than I’ve dreaded any other birthday in my life. Now that my kids are at university, the prospect of spending the rest of my life with my bullying, balding and boring husband is a miserable one.

Zoey sells tacos next to a bookstore that doubles as a bar, but her quiet life in the one-stoplight town is turned upside down when a dead body is discovered near her taco truck. When Zoey and her friends emerge as the leading suspects in the investigation, she knows she has to do something. She has too many secrets in her past to let the investigation continue.

Four couples are on a winter break to an isolated log cabin. When the group get snowed in and their friend disappears, paranoia sets in. They’ll need to work out which one of them is a killer, before they pick them off one by one.

Two little girls stand with their heads bowed in my living room. I’m told they’re my granddaughters. Daisy is nine, and Alice seven. Daisy is the spitting image of her mother. This is the first time I’ve met them since my daughter and I fell out after she married that waste of space, Vince. They’ve come to live with me because their mother — my daughter — was murdered. In her own home while they slept close by. I think Vince killed her. But the police can’t prove it. I’ve always known he was no good. He treated my daughter like dirt. I said he’d cheat on her — but she wouldn’t listen.

In a dingy Manhattan bar, where misery is served on tap, a stranger arrives with a pair of mysterious antique headphones. For most who try them on, they unlock a world of wonder; for our protagonist, they unleash a world of horror. Upon wearing these headphones, they become fused with his flesh, unable to be removed. The voices of malevolent beings known only as, the Others, begin speaking to him through these headphones - their taunts and intentions getting more sinister with each passing moment.