Showing results for "Chambers" in Supernatural

It was supposed to be a standard research trip; all part of the necrobiology curriculum. But when the unthinkable happens and zombies get loose, a group of students will have to fight their way through a nightmare—and maybe each other.

Shaken to her core by a horrible crime, Jennifer Blake has moved across the state to the little town of Stockton, hoping to find some peace. But when you're a psychic with a knack for tapping into the minds of killers, there's nowhere you can run. Now Jen must put aside the trauma of past failures to take on the biggest challenge of her life: a killer who can read her thoughts as easily as she can his.

Jennifer Blake is happy. She's settling in nicely to her new home town. Things are finally returning to normal after the Blood Eagle killings a year ago. She even has a nice, normal job lined up. But Jen isn't a normal person. When visions of a horrendous fire begin to assault her and the bodies of teenage girls begin to appear, she will be put to her biggest test. It will take all of her talents and the help of friends old and new to stop a killer and prevent a tragedy.

On any given day, Chief Carrie Stewart has her hands full, between meth cooks, pot farmers, drunk and disorderly calls, and the ever-present day to day hassles of running an underfunded police department. But when first livestock and then people start dying, it will take the help of a mysterious man and all her resources to discover the truth. Is she the hunter, or the hunted?

All James wanted was a quiet weekend after a tough week at work. What he found was monsters, blood, and death. Caught in a war he couldn't begin to understand and drawn helplessly to the most beautiful and terrifying woman he's ever known, James will have to find the courage he never thought he had in order to survive.

Wer spürt sie nicht gern, die Gänsehaut, die in stürmischen Nächten wohlig über den Rücken streicht? Für alle, die sich gerne bei Kerzenschein und einem Glas Wein oder einer heißen Schokolade, begleitet vom Heulen des Windes angenehm gruseln, habe ich sechs Schauergeschichten aus meinem persönlichen Gruselkabinett zusammengestellt. Begleiten Sie mich nach England, wo im altehrwürdigen Herrensitz Dabney Hall die „Weiße Frau“ ein garstiges Unwesen treibt; kommen Sie mit ins schottische Hochland, wo auf einem kleinen Bahnhof das Böse erbarmungslos zuschlägt.