LOVE IS THE ONLY SHOCKING ACT LEFT We all know horror. It's in our face every day. You can try to negotiate the nightmare but total chaos and destruction is just one button-push away. Horror legend John Skipp walks you through the light and the dark with an unflinching eye. Revealing both the best and worst of us, one laugh and scream at a time. It ain't pretty. But it's beautiful. Once you go all the way. PRAISE FOR DON'T PUSH THE BUTTON "Startlingly honest, refreshingly revealing, funny, freaky, upset-ting, unsettling. His best yet." -Josh Malerman, author of Bird Box "John Skipp has never, ever been afraid to walk in the dark: he knows that's where all light shines hardest. Walk with him, trust his vision and his voice. Push the button." -Kathe Koja, author of The Cipher "John Skipp's Don't Push the Button is so full of rage, humor, truth, wisdom and beauty it makes me want to be one of his REAL friends." -Lucky McKee, writer/director of May, co-author (with Jack Ketchum) of I Am Sam "A genie of fire-eating brilliance. In his virtuoso trove, Don't Push the Button, John Skipp's X-Acto gaze slays artifice, heals with true, golden heart. No fathom can resist his maestro dives." -Richard Christian Matheson, author of Dystopia "Don't Push the Button is a beautiful, bluesy, angry, affectionate howl of a book. It wants to tear you apart to show you what's wonderful deep inside of all of us. A wild, unpredictable portrait of a bright, burning mind, it showcases Skipp's radical range, dark-hearted humor, and enormous empathy. There's a grace and honesty to these stories that moved me, and made me grateful that John Skipp will always choose to push those buttons." -Jeremy Robert Johnson, author of Entropy In Bloom "Don't Push the Button proves John Skipp doesn't know how to quit, and thank God he doesn't because we're all better for it. An electric collection that showcases the passion, strain, grief, and im-pulses of what it means to be human. These stories get dirty. They get political. They get uncomfortable. Sometimes they just make you laugh. And all the while they shine through with John Skipp's acid-god light and his love for us all, even at our worst. Even when we push his buttons." -Autumn Christian, author of Girl Like a Bomb "As writers age, we refine our craft to compensate for a creeping disengagement with the world outside our heads. John Skipp has been working against that curve all his life, tearing down fusty literary conventions and bringing the raw realness with a wrecking ball. Don't Push the Button hits with the urgency of a ransom note and the hard-won wisdom of a prizefighter's face. To see so unflinchingly into the dark corners of life and still give a shit is less a gift than a miracle, but Skipp wraps that gift in his own skin and he's giving it to you. Open it!" -Cody Goodfellow, author of Unamerica

An adrenaline-charged tale of unrelenting suspense that sparks with raw and savage energy... The newspapers scream out headlines that spark terror across the city. Ten murders on the New York City subway. Ten grisly crimes that defy all reason -- no pattern, no m.o., no leads for police to pursue. The press dubs the fiend the "Subway Psycho"; the NYPD desperately seeks their quarry before the city erupts in mass hysteria. But they won't find what they're looking for. Because they all think that the killer is human. Only a few know the true story -- a story the papers will never print. It is a tale of abject terror and death written in grit and steel... and blood. The tale of a man who vanished into the bowels of the urban earth one night, taken by a creature of unholy evil, then left as a babe abandoned on the doorstep of Hell. Now he is back, driven by twin demons of rage and retribution. He is unstoppable. And we are all his prey... unless a ragtag band of misfit souls will dare to descend into a world of manmade darkness, where the real and unreal alike dwell in endless shadow. A place where humanity has been left behind, and the horrifying truth will dawn as a madman's chilling vendetta comes to light... Filled with gripping drama and harrowing doomsday dread, The Light at the End is the book that ushered in a bold new view of humankind's most ancient and ruthless evil; a mesmerizing novel from two acknowledged masters of spellbinding suspense.

His name is Bily Rowe. Yesterday, he was just another tragically talented loser that the city had chewed up and spat back down on the streets - a failed musician, failed lover, failed friend. But that was before a young woman was brutally murdered before his eyes. That was before the hideous creatures crawled out of the shadows to call him by name. That was before Billy Rowe discovered the Power. And with it, his mission... The Cleanup. Billy Rowe is cleaning up the streets. Now, you have nothing left to fear. Nothing but Billy Rowe.

In 1968, the world experienced a brand-new kind of terror with the debut of George A. Romero’s landmark movie Night of the Living Dead. The newly dead rose to attack the living. Not as vampires or werewolves. This was something new . . . and terrifying. Since then, zombies have invaded every aspect of popular culture. But it all started on that dreadful night in a remote farmhouse. . . . Nights of the Living Dead returns to that night, to the outbreak, to where it all began. New York Times bestselling author Jonathan Maberry teams with the godfather of the living dead himself, George A. Romero, to present a collection of all-new tales set during the forty-eight hours of that legendary outbreak. Nights of the Living Dead includes stories by some of today’s most important writers: Brian Keene, Carrie Ryan, Chuck Wendig, Craig E. Engler, David J. Schow, David Wellington, Isaac Marion, Jay Bonansinga, Joe R. Lansdale, John A. Russo, John Skipp, Keith R.A. DeCandido, Max Brallier, Mike Carey, Mira Grant, Neal and Brenda Shusterman, and Ryan Brown. Plus original stories by Romero and Maberry! For anyone who loves scary stories, take a bite out of this!

Rock ‘n’ Roll. Hell. Two great tastes that taste great together. Long before Elvis gyrated on the Sullivan Show or the Beatles toiled the smoky red-light bars of Hamburg, music has been sowing the seeds of liberation. Or damnation. With each new generation the edge of rebellion pushed farther. Rhythms quickened. Volume increased. Lyrics coarsened. The rules continued to be broken, until it seemed that there were no rules at all. And as waves of teens cranked it up and poured it on, parents built walls of accusation to explain their offspring’s seeming corruption. Sex and drugs, demon worship and violence are the effects. Music is the cause. Or so the self-styled guardians of morality would have us believe. Meet The Scream. Just your average everyday mega-cult band. Their music is otherworldly. Their words are disturbing. Their message is unholy. Their fans are legion. And they’re not kidding. They’re killing. Themselves. Each other. Everyone. Their gospel screams from the lips of babes. Their backbeat has a body count. And their encore is just the warm-up act to madness beyond belief. It emerged from a war-torn jungle, where insanity was just another word for survival. It arrived in America with an insatiable lust for power and the means to fulfill it. In the amplified roar of arena applause there beats the heart of absolute darkness.

Wild Things... They've been with us forever - prowling the smoky roadhouse dives that are their watering holes and hunting grounds. Predators, lurking amidst the human herd. Changing shape at will. Lusting for blood and meat they are gods in the wild. Gods in disguise. And they feed on the spark inside each of us. Syd was just another lonely working class guy singing the steel-town blues. Then he met Nora. She's sensual. Erotic. Amoral. A creature of the night and she's luring Syd across the line that few can cross--and fewer survive: the line that separates man from beast.

After one hundred-plus years of human dumping, a virulent, dark new order of evolution awakens from the landfills and oceans, invading human beings' land, water, air, and bodies.

It is hungry. It is thirsty. It lives next door to Charley Brewster. Charley has seen the coffin and the bodies drained of blood. He knows he will be the vampire’s next victim. But no one will believe him: not the police, not his girlfriend Amy, not even the school weirdo, Evil Ed. Charley’s last chance is to enlist the help of Peter Vincent, Vampire Killer, star of a hundred horror movies and host of TV’s Fright Night. Nobody thinks he’s telling the truth—until Evil Ed becomes a vampire and Amy is dragged into his next-door neighbor’s evil, foul-smelling house of death!

This digital edition of DEAD LINES includes a new foreword by David Niall Wilson, as well as an Author's Foreword by Criag Spector, and an Afterword by John Skipp. From the bestselling authors of The Scream, The Cleanup, and The Light at the End comes a new kind of terror--mordantly funny, autopsy grim, dark and complex as the fissures of the brain. DEAD LINES Welcome to the place where the made things dwell, a savage nightmare landscape where vengeful spirits haunt the shadows and lost souls sing out with voices of frozen rain. Where blood and pain are the price of passion, and the worst crimes are committed in the name of love. Welcome to the place where hope goes to die. And death is only the beginning... DEAD LINES Jack Rowan thought his life was a living hell. Then he tried dying. Now he'll do anything to come back. Anything.er dreams allows Jack to visit her, succubus-like, a night lover in spirit.

An anthology of horror stories based on the universe of George A. Romero features the work of Nancy Collins, Douglas Winter, Elizabeth Massie, and others, and includes the lost original script for Romero's "Day of the Dead"