Newest Releases
Frankie Graves
Part One
Frankie Graves may look like an ordinary greaser teenager, but anyone close to him will tell you that something’s not right about him. Maybe it’s the unsettling, faraway look in his eyes. Maybe it’s the way he obsessively flicks his deadly sharp switchblade open over and over. Or maybe it’s because all his greaser friends feel like he’s a ticking time bomb waiting for the day when he’ll explode in a frenzy of violence and mayhem.
That day turns out to be the Fourth of July, 1958, and the people of Hartfield won’t know he’s coming for them until it’s too late.
Newest Releases
Frankie Graves
Part One
Frankie Graves may look like an ordinary greaser teenager, but anyone close to him will tell you that something’s not right about him. Maybe it’s the unsettling, faraway look in his eyes. Maybe it’s the way he obsessively flicks his deadly sharp switchblade open over and over. Or maybe it’s because all his greaser friends feel like he’s a ticking time bomb waiting for the day when he’ll explode in a frenzy of violence and mayhem.
That day turns out to be the Fourth of July, 1958, and the people of Hartfield won’t know he’s coming for them until it’s too late.
Newest Releases
Frankie Graves
Part One
Frankie Graves may look like an ordinary greaser teenager, but anyone close to him will tell you that something’s not right about him. Maybe it’s the unsettling, faraway look in his eyes. Maybe it’s the way he obsessively flicks his deadly sharp switchblade open over and over. Or maybe it’s because all his greaser friends feel like he’s a ticking time bomb waiting for the day when he’ll explode in a frenzy of violence and mayhem.
That day turns out to be the Fourth of July, 1958, and the people of Hartfield won’t know he’s coming for them until it’s too late.
In 1981, the year of blood (aka the golden year of the slasher) dozens of masked maniacs hacked and splattered movie screens everywhere. Now the untold 1981 slasher stories from one quiet suburban town are clawing their way out from the grave, spilling blood across the pages of trashy new pulp horror paperbacks from slasher author Cameron Roubique.
