Ergebnis für "R.I.P." in Literatur & Belletristik

In einem isländischen Kino wird ein Mädchen brutal zu Tode geprügelt. Der maskierte Killer verschwindet mit ihrem Körper in der Nacht und versendet eine Snapchat-Nachricht an ihre Freunde. Als man schließlich die Leiche findet, ist sie mit der Nummer 2 markiert. Wenig später verschwindet ein Junge, wieder werden Clips verschickt und auch diese Leiche trägt eine Nummer - die 3. Kommissar Huldar und sein Team ziehen Psychologin Freyja zu den Ermittlungen hinzu und suchen nach Antworten: Welches Geheimnis verbindet die Toten? Und was ist mit Nummer 1?

Retired bank manager George Pearmain is apparently dead. According to the behaviour of everyone around him, it seems he is no more. Not only that, but his mother has also passed away – and on the eve of her 99th year. Not only that, it could be that they were both murdered. Apart from that he feels fine.

Ex-priest Travis Dominick and former FBI agent Brent Lawson hunt demons, monsters, and supernatural troublemakers. When Brent gets a call for help from an old army buddy, he and Travis head to a small central Pennsylvania town beset by a series of unexplainable deaths and escalating paranormal activity.

Can you even kill something that's already dead? In our attempt to figure it out, we pissed off another ghost. This time, it's the spirit of a demented doctor who used to run an asylum. The spirits are coming at us from every direction. If we can't put them to rest...then we'll join them in death before long.

Jones wins the national high school championship and is recruited by Cocoa Stefani to coach at Hamilton College. But there's a glitch. His dad, a veteran investigator, is murdered and left in his truck at the river's edge. Jones and Cocoa become friends tracking down Bill Jones' killer. Their efforts are thwarted by Lester Larsen, son of the retiring, bumbling coach Lark Larsen, as he attempts to prevent Jones from replacing his father as coach.

The town of Whittier is isolated in Alaska, and the people all live within towers once used by the military. The tourist season is over, and winter is on the way. Then, a body washes up on shore. A body that says it's from the government facility across the sound at Esther Island. With a storm coming, the citizens of Whittier have to deal with this on their own. They put the body in the basement of the towers, but their doctor wants to find out what killed this man. Was it a disease? How dangerous is it? Then, the horror begins.

Un lugar de luz sin espacio ni tiempo.Donde fluimos libremente en el aquí y el ahora, compartiendo sabiduría ancestral para todas las almas.

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Three short stories of weird strange fiction. An hour of other-worldly escapism.

Sometimes, the dead do come back. Sometimes, they crave your flesh...and sometimes, they desire your very soul, but they aren’t the only thing you have to fear. You don’t believe in what you can’t see, yet something is there, watching, waiting. You can feel its unholy intentions deep down in the marrow of your bones. You don’t know where it came from, but you know with every fiber of your being that it is not from this earth, and as you feel its gaze searing through your skin, you know the end just might be near.

My doctor is about to perform a physical unlike any other I've had.... My name is Ashley, and I'm sitting in the waiting room. Everywhere I look, I begin to fantasize about the most attractive person in sight, usually a woman. I can't seem to stop my impulsive cravings, no matter how hard I try.... The nurse and the doctor both take turns examining me. Very, very thoroughly.... Before long, I'm asked to strip nude for a more careful inspection.

Being a single mother is not an easy task. I thought when I got married that things would stick, and that I'd married the man of my dreams. I didn't expect to be running around on my own with two kids trying to get them to and from day care and practices, and all sorts of different things.

Malcolm always felt like there was something inside him that was different from everyone else around him; he just was never able to place his finger right on it...until now. Landing a new job and a new group of friends, Malcolm begins to open up to a new world that he never even knew existed before. A world of sensational sex, lust, and flamboyancy....