検索キーワード： 著者 "Darcy Coates" すべてのカテゴリー

Nachdem ihre Mutter nach einem schweren Autounfall im Krankenhaus liegt, müssen Tara und Kyle bei ihren Großeltern wohnen, die sie noch nie zuvor gesehen haben. May und Peter Folcroft scheinen zunächst warmherzig und ihr weitläufiges Haus am Waldrand wirkt idyllisch. Doch die Kinder werden das Gefühl nicht los, dass etwas sie beobachtet ...

Als eine Reisegruppe für eine ganze Woche einen Aufenthalt bucht, um die unheimlichen Phänomene zu untersuchen, hofft Remy, selbst endlich einige zu erleben. Und tatsächlich: Nach einer Séance nimmt die paranormale Energie so weit zu, dass Fenster zerbrechen und gespenstische Erscheinungen durch die Flure schreiten. Dann stirbt einer der Gäste und Remy zieht die Möglichkeit in Betracht, dass der Geist des einstigen Eigentümers noch in den Hallen weilt: John Carrow. Und der war ein irrer Serienmörder.

When Jenine finds an abandoned polaroid camera, she playfully snaps a photo without a second thought. But there's something wrong with the image: a ghostly figure stands in the background, watching her. Fixated on her. Moving one step closer with every picture she takes.

The Ladies' Society for the Dead meets once a year. This year, there are eleven ghostly attendees who must work together to pierce the veil between the living and the dead. Each woman has an important message to share if her ghost is ever to find peace. This year, Maude will do everything she can to complete her séance and tell the world who the real axe murderer was on the night of her grisly demise.

Mara ist die Tochter eines betrügerischen Spiritualisten. Ihre Kindheit war geprägt von Séancen und vorgetäuschten Geistererscheinungen. Als Mara ihre Familie verließ, schwor sie sich, dass solche dummer Aberglaube nie wieder Platz in ihrem Leben finden wird. Nun lebt sie mit ihrem Freund Neil in einer Welt, die auf Rationalität beruht.

Die Leute sagen, dass nachts die Geister einer ermordeten Familie durch die Flure von Ashburn House irren. Als Adrienne vor der Haustür des gotischen Hauses ankommt, hat sie nur einen Koffer, 20 Dollar und ihre Katze. Sie weiß nicht, warum Tante Edith ihr Ashburn vermacht hat, aber es ist ein Erbe, das sie unmöglich ablehnen kann.

Nowhere is safe. Clare and Dorran scramble to secure their temporary sanctuary from the hungry things outside. The hollow ones, ravenous beings unaffected by the violent winter storms, patiently lie in wait. It's not a matter of if Clare and Dorran are attacked, but when. And Clare knows she'll have to venture out into the night soon…Somewhere far away, Clare's sister Beth is trapped, with only hours to live. Hundreds of miles separate the sisters and the land between them is infested with monstrosities.

Daniel is desperate for a fresh start. So when a mysterious figure slides a note under his door offering the position of groundskeeper at an ancient estate, he leaps at the chance, even though it seems too good to be true. Alarm bells start ringing when he arrives at Craven Manor. The abandoned mansion is straight out of those old gothic mysteries: the front door hangs open, and leaves and cobwebs coat the marble foyer. It's clear no one has lived here in a long time...but he has nowhere else to go.

Josephine began to suspect something was wrong with the crumbling gothic monstrosity next door when its family fled in the middle of the night, the children screaming, the mother crying. They never came back. No family stays at Marwick House for long. No life lingers beyond its blackened windows. No voices drift from its ancient halls. Once, Josephine swore she saw a woman's silhouette pacing through the upstairs room… but that's impossible. No one had been there in a long, long time.

Everyone knows about Ashburn House. They whisper its old owner went mad, and restless ghosts still walk the halls. They say it's the dwelling place of something cruel and sinister. But when Adrienne, desperate and in need of a place to stay, inherits the crumbling old mansion, she only sees it as a lifeline...until darkness falls.

The cemetery is alive with faint, spectral shapes, led by a woman who died before her time…and Keira, the only person who can see her, has become her new target. Determined to help put the ghost to rest, Keira digs into the spirit's past life with the help of unlikely new friends, and discovers a history of deception, ill-fated love, and murder.

Elle is thrilled to spend a month minding the beautiful Gillespie property. Over an hour's drive from the nearest town, the aging mansion is ideal for someone seeking solitude. But as she explores her new home, Elle makes a startling discovery: there's a graveyard nestled deep in the woods, containing a generation of the house's residents...all who died the same year.

Clare remembers the cold. She remembers abandoned cars and children's toys littered across the road. She remembers dark shapes in the snow and a terror she can't explain. And then... nothing. When she wakes, aching and afraid in a stranger's gothic home, he tells her she was in an accident, a crash in the snow. He claims he saved her. Clare wants to leave, but a vicious snowstorm has blanketed the world in white, trapping them together, and there's nothing she can do but wait.

The mist is full of evil things—dark, twisted beings that think only of their own hunger—but Clare has clawed her way through. She and Dorran are alive against all odds, though relief is only temporary. Dorran is sick, and declining fast. The only way to save him lies in the mysterious Evandale Research Station, supposedly one of the few remaining places safe from the predators that lurk in the shadows. But the station is a three days' journey away, and it's unlikely their small group can endure that long out in the dark.

Sophie's world is shattered when disaster bankrupts her family. She's still reeling when she's offered an unexpected solution: Mr. Argenton, a wealthy stranger, has asked for her hand in marriage. Marrying Mr. Argenton will save her family, but it condemns Sophie to a life in Northwood, a vast and unnaturally dark mansion situated hours from civilization.

When a violent storm cuts off their only contact with the outside world, stranding them in the haunted manor, Tara and Kyle must find a way to protect themselves from their increasingly erratic grandparents… and from the ghosts that haunt the Folcrofts' house. All at once, they're forced to confront the secrets of the manor. But can they ever hope to escape the unforgivable secret that has ensnared their family for generations?

As Keira struggles to uncover the tangled histories of some of the graveyard's oldest denizens, danger seeps from the darkest edges of the forest. A vicious serial killer was interred among the trees decades before, his spirit twisted by his violent nature. He's furious. Ravenous. And when Keira unwittingly answers his call, she may just seal her fate as his final intended victim.

When Guy finds the deed to a house in his mother's attic, it seems like an incredible stroke of luck. Sure, it hasn't been inhabited in years, and vines strangle the age-stained walls, but Guy's convinced he can clean the building up and sell it. He'd be crazy to turn down free money. Right? Rookward House may be hours away from its nearest neighbor, but he can't escape the feeling that he's being watched. Still, he doesn't believe in ghost stories and decides to camp in the crumbling old mansion while he does repairs. Surely nothing too bad can happen in the space of a week.

Keira must decide if she should use her ability to contact ghosts to help the man who once tried to kill her. Hunted and haunted, all she wants is to put her mysterious past behind her and move forward with her new friends as Blighty Graveyard's groundskeeper. But then she receives an invitation to dinner at the local recluse's crumbling ancestral estate. The mansion is steeped in history that is equal parts complicated and bloody—and at its center is the man who once tried to kill her, now begging for her help.

Leigh Harker's quiet suburban home was her sanctuary for more than a decade, until things abruptly changed. Curtains open by themselves. Radios turn off and on. And a dark figure looms in the shadows of her bedroom door at night, watching her and waiting for her to finally let down her guard enough to fall asleep.