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Driving home one night, stuck behind a rusty old car, Gabe sees a little girl’s face appear in its rear window. She mouths one word: Daddy. It’s his five-year-old daughter, Izzy. He never sees her again. Three years later, Gabe spends his days and nights traveling up and down the highway, searching for the car that took his daughter, refusing to give up hope, even though most people believe she’s dead. When the car that he saw escape with his little girl is found abandoned with a body inside, Gabe must confront not just the day Izzy disappeared but painful events from his past.

A small Alaskan town. A missing boy. A brutal murder. A detective brought in from out of state to assist the former sherriff who investigated a similar murder twenty-five years ago. But are they hunting a twisted psychopath - or something even more terrifying?

In a small Alaska town, a boy is found with his throat ripped out and all the blood drained from his body. The inhabitants of Deadhart haven’t seen a killing like this in twenty-five years. But they know who’s responsible: a member of the Colony, an ostracized community of vampyrs living in an old mine settlement deep in the woods.

None of us ever agreed on the exact beginning. Was it when we started drawing the chalk figures, or when they started to appear on their own? Was it the terrible accident? Or when they found the first body?

Une nuit, Annie a disparu de son lit. Il y a eu des recherches. Tout le monde imaginait le pire. Finalement, au bout de quarante-huit heures, ma petite sœur est revenue. Mais elle ne voulait pas - ou ne souhaitait pas - dire ce qui s'était passé. Quelque chose lui est arrivé. Je ne peux pas expliquer quoi. Je sais juste que, quand elle est rentrée à la maison, elle n'était plus la même. Elle n'était plus ma Annie. Je ne voulais pas avouer aux autres et encore moins à moi-même que, parfois, j'avais peur d'elle.

One night, Annie went missing. Disappeared from her own bed. There were searches, appeals. Everyone thought the worst. And then, miraculously, after 48 hours, she came back. Though she couldn't, or wouldn't, say what had happened to her. But something happened to my sister. I can't explain what. I just know that when she came back, she wasn't the same. She wasn't my Annie. I didn't want to admit, even to myself, that sometimes I was scared to death of my own little sister.

Alles begann an dem Tag, als der zwölfjährige Eddie den Kreidemann zum ersten Mal traf. Der Kreidemann war es auch, der Eddie auf die Idee mit den Zeichnungen brachte: So konnten er und seine Freunde sich geheime Botschaften zukommen lassen. Und erst einmal hat es Spaß gemacht - bis die Figuren sie zur Leiche eines jungen Mädchens führten. Das ist 30 Jahre her, und Eddie denkt, die Vergangenheit liegt hinter ihm. Dann bekommt er einen Brief, der zwei Dinge enthält.

Alles begann an dem Tag, als der zwölfjährige Eddie den Kreidemann zum ersten Mal traf. Der Kreidemann war es auch, der Eddie auf die Idee mit den Zeichnungen brachte: So konnten er und seine Freunde sich geheime Botschaften zukommen lassen. Und erst einmal hat es Spaß gemacht - bis die Figuren sie zur Leiche eines jungen Mädchens führten. Das ist 30 Jahre her, und Eddie denkt, die Vergangenheit liegt hinter ihm. Dann bekommt er einen Brief, der zwei Dinge enthält.

Echando la vista atrás, todo comenzó el día del terrible accidente durante la feria, cuando Eddie, de doce años, conoció al Hombre de Tiza. Fue el Hombre de Tiza quien le dio la idea de los dibujos: una manera de dejar mensajes secretos entre el grupo de amigos. Fue divertido hasta que los dibujos condujeron al cuerpo sin vida de una niña.

Sono trascorsi trent'anni. Ed Munster adesso è un uomo, è rimasto a vivere nella stessa cittadina e insegna nella scuola locale. Abita nella bella casa che gli ha lasciato la madre e affitta una stanza a una studentessa vivace da cui è attratto, suo malgrado. Ed sembra essersi lasciato il passato alle spalle, quell'estate del 1986 in cui era un ragazzino e trascorreva giorni interi con i suoi amici.

Hans dotter försvann. För att rädda henne måste han hitta De andra ... När Gabe kör hem en kväll, och fastnar i en bilkö bakom en rostig gammal rishög till bil, ser han en liten flickas ansikte i bakrutan. Hon mimar ett ord: “Pappa”. Det är hans femåriga dotter Izzy. Det är sista gången han ser henne. Tre år senare ägnar Gabe både dag och natt åt att köra fram och tillbaka längs motorvägen för att leta efter bilen som tog hans dotter. Han vägrar ge upp, trots att alla andra säger att Izzy är död.

Den värsta dagen i hans liv var inte när hans syster försvann ... Det var dagen då hon kom tillbaka. Joe ville aldrig återvända till Arnhill. Med tanke på hur det varit med hans gamla gäng - sveket, självmordet - och det som hände när hans syster försvann, ville han aldrig mer se sin hemstad.

Da Joe Thorne var dreng, forsvandt hans søster fra sin egen seng og var væk i 48 timer. Annie Thorne kom tilbage, men hun var som forandret og ville ikke fortælle, hvad der var sket. Mange år senere vender Joe Thorne tilbage til Arnhill, hvor det hele skete. Han flytter ind i et hus, hvor en mor for nylig har slået sin egen søn ihjel og derefter taget livet af sig selv. Han havde helst været fri, ville helst overhovedet ikke have været tilbage. Men han er tvunget til det, for det der skete, dengang hans søster forsvandt, ser ud til at være ved at ske igen.

Gänsehaut pur - der neue Thriller von C.J. Tudor. "Eines Nachts verschwand Annie. Aus ihrem eigenen Bett. Das ganze Dorf hat sie gesucht, überall. Alle haben das Schlimmste befürchtet. Und dann, wie durch ein Wunder, kam sie vierundzwanzig Stunden später zurück. Aber sie konnte - oder wollte - nicht sagen, was ihr zugestoßen war. Es war ihr aber etwas zugestoßen. Ich kann mir nicht erklären, was es war. Ich weiß nur, dass sie, als sie wieder auftauchte, nicht mehr dieselbe war. Sie war nicht mehr meine Annie.

Welcome to Chapel Croft. For Rev Jack Brooks and teenage daughter Flo it's supposed to be a fresh start. New job, new home. But, as Jack knows, the past isn't easily forgotten. And in a close-knit community where the residents seem as proud as they are haunted by Chapel Croft's history, Jack must tread carefully. Ancient superstitions as well as a mistrust of outsiders will be hard to overcome.

Three years ago, Gabe saw his daughter taken. In the back of a rusty old car, covered in bumper stickers. He was driving behind the car. He watched her disappear. But no one believes him. Most people believe that his daughter and wife are dead. For a while, people believed that Gabe was responsible. Three years later and Gabe cannot give up hope. Even though he has given up everything else. His home, his job, his old life.

A dark history lingers in Chapel Croft. Five hundred years ago, local Protestant martyrs were betrayed - then burned. Thirty years ago, two teenage girls disappeared without a trace. And a few weeks ago, the vicar of the local parish hanged himself in the nave of the church. Reverend Jack Brooks, a single parent with a fourteen-year-old daughter and a heavy conscience, arrives in the village hoping for a fresh start. Instead, Jack finds a town rife with conspiracies and secrets, and is greeted with a strange welcome package.

Gabe Forman está preso em um engarrafamento, atrasado para o jantar em casa com a família, quando o rosto de sua filha, Izzy, de cinco anos, aparece no vidro traseiro do carro à frente e balbucia “papai”. Três anos depois, Gabe passa seus dias e noites rodando pela estrada em que viu Izzy pela última vez.

Prepare to be terrified with C. J. Tudor's first collection of short stories, featuring eleven twisted tales of the macabre, including: The Lion at the Gate in which a strange piece of graffiti leads to a terrifying encounter for four school friends; Butterfly Island which tells the story of a group of survivors who wash up on a deserted island and make a horrifying discovery; Gloria where a cold-hearted killer encounters a strange young girl at a motorway service station with unexpected consequences.

Time slips. Doomsday scenarios. Killer butterflies. C. J. Tudor's novels are widely acclaimed for their dark, twisty suspense plots, but with A Sliver of Darkness, she pulls us even further into her dizzying imagination. Riveting, macabre, and explosively original, A Sliver of Darkness is C. J. Tudor at her most wicked and uninhibited.