By Norman Partridge
A typhoon is coming to Cliffside, California, and with it comes a killer.
His identify is Clay Saunders, and he walks in worlds. Born with a caul, Saunders sees ghosts. yet to him, the area of the lifeless is especially very like the area of the residing. It's a realm of everlasting soreness -- inescapable and incessant -- that cuts as deeply because the razor fringe of the employed killer's K-bar knife.
Saunders has spilled blood on Florida sand, and the snow-covered Canadian prairie, and the black lava of Hawaii. His newest goal is Diabolos Whistler, chief of a satanic cult. Exiled in Mexico, Whistler is by myself whilst Saunders stabs him simply above the 1st vertebrae... on my own, with the exception of the mummies stacked like quite a bit cordwood in his library.
But the dwelling who look ahead to the killer's arrival in Cliffside are extra scary than the decayed corpses of the useless. There's Whistler's daughter Circe, a tattooed siren who leads Saunders to a mattress of iron and satin...and Circe's bodyguard, a seven foot pupil of Egyptology whose sarcophagus rests in a redwood pyramid... and Janice Ravenwood, a brand new age medium with a startling hidden gift.
And there's a bit lady, a ghost held prisoner by way of vengeful revenants. purely Clay Saunders can keep her. to do this, he needs to bridge the worlds of the dwelling and the useless in an unforgettable climax of darkness and blood.
"Vivid writing, lightning velocity and precise originality make this novel a real page-turner… an unrelenting and disturbingly amoral one."
"Part hard-boiled mystery, half grisly horror, half soft personality research, Wildest desires is a type of striking and engrossing novels that matches no class yet its personal. I actually needed to learn it in a single sitting."
—Charles de Lint, fable & technology Fiction
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—Brian Hodge, Hellnotes
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—Edward Bryant, Locus
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Rakes,” the clerk acknowledged. “Let me make a clean pot for you. ” I advised him he didn’t have to visit all that hassle. “As lengthy as it’s black and hot,” I stated. “I’m convinced it’ll do the task. ” * * * I used the main and entered Room 21 with no sound. Clifford Rakes was once quick asleep. He didn’t glance really so pinched that manner. I grew to become at the lighting fixtures, yet Rakes didn’t open his eyes. He rolled over on his again and the waterbed kicked up a rippling wave. Rakes rode it with a happy smile curdling on his face, clutching a pillow in his spindly fingers. evidently, he wasn’t having a nightmare. I puzzled who the fortunate dream woman used to be tonight—Jackie Collins or Danielle metal or Jacqueline Susann…or possibly Barbara Cartland. Whoever she was once, Clifford’s dream date had planted a tent pole below his blanket. i used to be stunned the little bastard had the energy—I imagined he’d had one hell of an afternoon. agreement negotiations within the afternoon, without doubt followed by way of an rapid increase from his writer through Western Union to make up for his lacking pockets. Larry King within the night. Dinner and beverages for the full rattling condo after that, together with his writer consuming the invoice. Yep. Clifford Rakes had certainly earned an outstanding night’s sleep. It used to be most likely a very good factor I’d concept to carry the espresso. I slipped the plastic lid off the cup and chucked the steaming black contents within the little bastard’s face. Clifford screamed and sat up too quick. A sloshing tsunami surged underneath him, and the consequent wake that rebounded off the footboard threw him again. His head cracked hollowly opposed to the waterbed headboard, yet I’m yes he didn’t even consider it. He used to be too busy pawing at his singed cheeks. “Oh, no…” Clifford stated, and, “Oh, God…” and, “My face! Oh, my face! Oh, Jesus! You’ve burned my face! ” “Calm down,” I acknowledged. “But my face! You burned—” It was once certainly time to chill the boy off. I pulled the K-Bar and eviscerated the waterbed. Water burbled up from the wound. I grabbed Clifford by means of the hair and gave him a great dunking. He was once spluttering stale water while i eventually pulled him out. In a moment he received his eyes open, and that i knew at once that Clifford wanted he’d saved them closed simply because he was once attempting to scream and hyperventilate while. I dangled the iron field ahead of him. Diabolos Whistler smiled throughout the bars, his useless grin alive with ants. “This may still lower brief the introductions,” I acknowledged. “Please,” Clifford acknowledged, and, “Oh, God—” “Don’t commence that back. except you must seem like our good friend right here, you’d higher close up until eventually I let you know varied. ” I gave the iron field a bit shake as punctuation, and Whistler’s head looked as if it would nod in contract. Rakes retreated to the a long way nook of the gutted mattress, gasping like a hyena on nitrous oxide. I didn’t care. I wasn’t going to chop him a little slack. He’d in comparison me to Charles Manson. He’d accused me of bedwetting and animal mutilation. And he’d performed it on nationwide tv. “Please,” he acknowledged, another time, and that i came over the mattress and hit him not easy with the pommel of the knife.