By Dean Koontz
#1 ny TIMES BESTSELLER
this can be the tale of a boy who loses his sight, after which mysteriously regains it.
it's the tale of a brave band of seekers and a constant killer.
it's the tale of all that's correct with the world—and all that's extraordinarily wrong.
it's the tale of a revelation so terrifying and so chic, it will possibly merely be glimpsed . . . From the nook of His Eye.
Read or Download From the Corner of His Eye PDF
Similar supernatural books
Kami Glass is in love with anyone she's by no means met—a boy she's talked to in her head because she was once born. This has made her an intruder within the sleepy English city of Sorry-in-the-Vale, yet she has realized how one can flip that to her virtue. Her existence appears to be like so as, till aggravating occasions start to happen.
The 5th publication within the renowned Souldrinkers sequence, by way of gray Knights writer, Ben Counter.
Theosophy: An Introduction to the Supersensible Knowledge of the World and the Destination of Man
Contents: The structure of the individual; Reembodiment of the Spirit and future; the 3 Worlds; the trail of data.
3rd version: Now up-to-date with international DNA map. Written by means of an Oxford college professor, this ebook maps out nearly each element of the organic adjustments among diversified races. It describes species and races (subspecies); hybrids; and people theories of evolution that permit a few of the teams of animals to be graded as kind of primitive or complex.
- Renovation (Haunted, Book 11)
- Sins & Shadows
- Eyes of Darkness
- Night of the Living Dandelion (Flower Shop Mystery, Book 11)
- Modern Horror Writers (Writers of English: Lives and Works)
- The Thing on the Doorstep and Other Weird Stories (Penguin Horror)
Extra resources for From the Corner of His Eye
Sample text
Pimple on the ass of humanity. "No," said Vanadium, "you only think you know who I am and what I am, but you don't know anything. That's all right. " This guy was spooky. Junior was beginning to think that the detective's unorthodox behavior wasn't a carefully crafted strategy, as it had first seemed, but that Vanadium was a little wacky. 45 Whether the cop was unhinged or not, Junior had nothing to gain by talking to him, especially in this disorienting darkness. He was exhausted, achy, with a sore throat, and he couldn't trust himself to be as selfcontrolled as he would need to be in any interrogation conducted by this brush-cut, thick-necked toad.
The only illumination was provided by a single window: an ashen light too dreary to be called a glow, trimmed into drab ribbons by the tilted blades of a venetian blind. Most of the room lay in shadows. He still had a sour taste in his mouth, although it was not as disgusting as it had been. All the odors were wonderfully clean and bracing--antiseptics, floor wax, freshly laundered bedsheets-without a whiff of bodily fluids. He was immensely weary, limp. He felt oppressed, as though a great weight were piled on him.
Gouts of red light from pulsing emergency beacons alchemized the rain from teardrops into showers of blood. The rain was colder than it had been earlier, almost as icy as sleet. Or perhaps she was far hotter than before and felt the chill more keenly on her fevered skin. Each droplet seemed to hiss against her face, to sizzle against her hands, with which she tightly gripped her swollen abdomen as if she could deny Death the baby that it had come to collect. 42 As one of the two paramedics hurried to the ambulance van and scrambled into the driver's seat, Agnes suffered another contraction so severe that for a tremulous moment, at the peak of the agony, she almost lost consciousness.
