A dark, disturbing, compulsively page-turning thriller featuring Herod, a killer of unimaginable cruelty, with an unthinkable desire London is in the grip of a barbaric serial killer, dubbed Herod by the tabloid press. Four pregnant women have been abducted in quick succession, their bodies mutilated and dumped. When a fifth pregnant woman, Julia Caton, is taken from her home in the dead of night, DCI David Rosen knows that time is running out to save her. Then Rosen gets a mysterious phone call from Father Sebastian Flint, an enigmatic priest who seems to know rather too much about the abductions. When it emerges that Father Flint was once the Vatican's leading expert on the occult, the investigation takes an increasingly disturbing turn. But it isn't until Rosen discovers the existence of an ancient text—said to be the devil's answer to the Bible—that the true horror of Herod's plan begins to unfold. Rosen is drawn inexorably to the killer's lair, where he will discover a terrible truth—that Herod's retribution is absolute, and that there are far worse things than death.
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- 540 páginas
- 19 horas de lectura
VINIMOS NUEVE A LA TIERRA. Tenemos el mismo aspecto que vosotros. Hablamos igual que vosotros. Vivimos entre vosotros. Pero no somos como vosotros. Podemos hacer cosas que sólo podéis imaginar. Tenemos poderes con los que sólo podéis soñar. Somos más fuertes y rápidos. Somos los superhéroes a los que admiráis en las películas y los cómics... pero nosotros existimos de verdad. Nuestro plan era crecer y fortalecernos para enfrentarnos unidos a ellos. Pero ellos nos encontraron antes y empezaron a cazarnos. Ahora, todos vivimos huyendo, entre las sombras, en lugares donde nadie nos buscaría, mimetizándonos. Hemos vivido entre vosotros sin que lo supierais.
The Left Hand of God
- 544 páginas
- 20 horas de lectura
The Sanctuary of the Redeemers is a desolate place - a place where hope & joy aren't welcome. Most of its occupants have been brought here as young boys, against any will they might have had. One boy watches the latest arrivals. He doesn't remember anything of his former life or know anything of his future. Meet the Angel of Death.