Book: The Pride by Richard Tabaka
categories: Book, Thriller, Suspense, Shocking, Scary, Supernatural, Horror
Richard Tabaka
about this book: It wasn't the cold Heather feared as she walked alone. It was the darkness. Ahead of her the darkness swallowed the muddy gravel road. All around her the darkness tugged at the edges of her vision as if to steal the meager light from her eyes. She didn't believe in monsters or things that go bump in the night, no bogey men lived in the unlit recesses of her closet or lie in wait below the bed waiting to snatch her foot should she go to the bathroom or to the kitchen for a drink of water. She didn't believe in myths or legends either. And yet here, along a lonely country lane, she had no way of knowing that before she would see another sunrise, she would never again doubt them. Unknown to her, behind the dual rear doors, something ancient waited patiently for her arrival. Something far scarier than the creatures that lurked in the dark shadows of the surrounding farmlands.
• "I am the girl who loves horror stories but shuts her eyes when the scare comes at me. The Pride literally made me want to do that except the fear was all happening in my imagination and I couldn't shut it out!" — Monica G. Amazon verified purchase review
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about this book: It wasn't the cold Heather feared as she walked alone. It was the darkness. Ahead of her the darkness swallowed the muddy gravel road. All around her the darkness tugged at the edges of her vision as if to steal the meager light from her eyes. She didn't believe in monsters or things that go bump in the night, no bogey men lived in the unlit recesses of her closet or lie in wait below the bed waiting to snatch her foot should she go to the bathroom or to the kitchen for a drink of water. She didn't believe in myths or legends either. And yet here, along a lonely country lane, she had no way of knowing that before she would see another sunrise, she would never again doubt them. Unknown to her, behind the dual rear doors, something ancient waited patiently for her arrival. Something far scarier than the creatures that lurked in the dark shadows of the surrounding farmlands.
