Evil lurks in the shadows of small-town Nebraska, awaiting its moment to be unleashed, in the New York Times–bestselling author's horror series debut.

Black Wilder has waited a long time to come Whitfield, Nebraska. But he is no stranger to patience. A year, ten years, a hundred years. Time has no meaning for him. He just waits until the moment is right. Then emerges—silently and unmercifully.

As...

Supernatural creatures and a Satanic coven wreak havoc against the survivors of a small town in this horror tale by the author of The Devil's Kiss.
It was in the summer of 1958 that the horror surfaced in the town of Whitfield, erupting like a festering boil, spewing its corruption on everyone near it. Those who survived the terror remember it as the summer of The Digging—the time when the hot wind began to blow, when The Devil's...

It was like any other spring day in the quiet, peaceful community of Lapeer Parish, Louisiana. But for Sheriff Vic Ransonet it was the beginning of a nightmare. People were disappearing without a trace. Animals were being eaten right down to the bone. Lush fertile fields of crops were being stripped bare. But the sheriff knew the evil that lurked in the barns, sheds, and homes of the sleepy parish. He had seen the creatures with his own eyes. He had...

Something funny's going on in Louisiana's backwoods . . .
 
Someone in LaGrange has stirred up something truly evil. From beyond, demonic messengers emerge out of the fires of Hell itself, to ignite an orgy of chaos, murder, and bloody destruction.
 
But the Devil was the only one laughing . . .
 
Town veterinarian Link Donovan (former CIA) and Sheriff Ray Ingalls have grave premonitions that the ungodly laughter...

It came in the dead of night—a rhythmic creaking sound that only the children could hear.
Jackie and Johnny tried not to listen. But it called to them, whispering of evil, luring them
into the darkness of the attic.
With its brightly colored saddle and painted-on eyes, it was the most beautiful rocking horse Jackie and Johnny had ever seen. But as they took turns riding it, they didn't see its tail twitch or its lips curve into a terrifying...

Wings of Death
 
They'd flown north from Central and South America, appearing one day in the southern wetlands of the U.S. like ominous ink stains in the twilight sky. With each sunset, more appeared, first hundreds then thousands. Massing into a great black cloud of terror, the vampire bats were beating their wings in time with the panicked heartbeats in the towns below.
No one knew how to stop them as they fell onto their...

KIDS DO THE DARNDEST THINGS . . .
Paul Kelly had a very big temper for such a small boy. When he tired of his toys he smashed them. When a dog or cat got in his way, he kicked them. And when other children told on him, he made sure they were very, very sorry . . .
CHILD'S PLAY . . .
But that was nothing compared to what Paul discovered next. Which was that if he didn't like certain people, he could make it so he'd never have...

Angelic Child
She was a beautiful child, a perfect child. With her blonde hair and baby doll prettiness, she was the picture of angelic innocence. Phillip Baxter pushed aside his uneasiness about his strangely self-possessed daughter. She was just an ordinary kid. And, to his relief, she did act like an ordinary kid when he brought home a special present just for her . . .

Devil's Toy
Alone in her room, Nora couldn't...

The Root Of Evil The ominous Rumblings of thunder-dark thunder, was how retired head of police Al Watt thought of it-had started thirty years before on the night that Sand was killed. A good man, that Sand, and when he died, the forces of darkness had taken root in Willowdale, Colorado. Now the isolated little town, nestled in the Rockies, was about to give birth to an evil beyond imagining...a reign of terror so insatiable that Al Watt could do...

Toy Land
There they were, just as he remembered. Rooms and rooms of them. Dolls. Toy soldiers. Clowns. When he was a kid, his Aunt Cary's toy collection should have been a child's paradise. But instead he had been terrified by their staring eyes . . .
Toy Hell
Twenty years had passed since Jay Clute set foot in Victory, Missouri. Twenty years of trying to forget that night—that hellish night of unimaginable horror. Now...