By Christopher Golden
Dark Duets is a banquet of eerie and enchanting horror, mystery, and darkish myth tales—an bold and distinctive anthology that includes biting and atmospheric unique tales from seventeen pairs of acclaimed writers, all taking part jointly for the 1st time, together with New York Times bestselling authors Charlaine Harris, Rachel Caine, Holly Black, Cassandra Clare, Stuart MacBride, Sherrilyn Kenyon, Jonathan Maberry and David Liss.
Penned via authors—and in a single case, a trio—who have by no means labored jointly ahead of, the tales during this mesmerizing literary chemistry mixture various parts and wealthy issues into spell binding and hugely flamable stories that delve deep into the shadowy, unexplored nation-states of the imagination.
On the evening earlier than Halloween, an unwitting younger girl falls lower than the spell of a deadly man—and right into a terrifying multiverse—in "T Rhymer" through Gregory Frost and Jonathan Maberry. Sarah MacLean and Carrie Ryan discover the beautiful pain of everlasting love in "She, Doomed Girl." "Welded" by way of Tom Piccirilli and T. M. Wright bargains an unsettling imaginative and prescient of evil that infects and destroys lives.
Mixing the normal with the intense, those daring and bright tales provide a compelling survey of the supernatural international that's certain to frighten and enchant.
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