Clickers by J. F. Gonzalez

By J. F. Gonzalez

Click on click on click on click on Phillipsport, Maine is a old fashioned and peaceable seashore village. but if enormous quantities of creatures pour out of the sea and assault, its citizens needs to absorb fingers to force the beasts again. they're the Clickers, immense venomous blood-thirsty crabs from the depths of the ocean. the single caution to their rampage of dismemberment and dying is the bad clicking in their claws. yet those monsters should not basically the following to ravage and pillage. they're being pushed onto land by means of worry. anything is looking the Clickers. anything historic and with out mercy. Deadite Press is proud to offer the authors' most popular model of J. F. Gonzalez and Mark Williams' gore-soaked cult vintage tribute to the enormous monster B-movies of yesteryear. "Miss these glory days of cheap'n'nasty bone-crunching horror? they are again. Clickers will devour you up and spit you out!" - Peter Atkins, screenwriter for Hellraiser II & III and Wishmaster

Show description

Read Online or Download Clickers PDF

Similar literary books

The Lost Summer of Louisa May Alcott

A richly imagined, remarkably written tale of the girl who created Little girls- and the way love replaced her in methods she by no means anticipated. Deftly blending truth and fiction, Kelly O'Connor McNees returns to the summer season of 1855, while vivacious Louisa could Alcott is twenty-two and bursting to loose herself from relations and societal constraints and do what she loves so much.

Plan de evasion

Recordaba esa primera visita del gobernador como el incidente de un sueño . Cuando Enrique Nevers. en un momento de debilidad. aceptó alejarse de su amada para administrar l. a. cárcel de las islas de l. a. Salvación. estaba lejos de imaginar los terribles acontecimientos que lo tendrían como único testigo.


A urban is hit by means of an outbreak of "white blindness" which spares not anyone. experts confine the unaware of an empty psychological sanatorium, yet there the felony aspect holds every person captive, stealing nutrients rations and raping ladies. there's one eyewitness to this nightmare who courses seven strangers-among them a boy with out mom, a lady with darkish glasses, a puppy of tears-through the barren streets, and the procession turns into as uncanny because the atmosphere are harrowing.

Extra info for Clickers

Sample text

Sheriff Conklin, this here’s Rick Sychek. Rick’s a real famous writer and he’s gonna be—” While Rusty launched into his litany, Sheriff Conklin looked at Rick with stony features. Scrutinizing him. ” Not a question, but merely a statement of facts. Sheriff Conklin’s voice was gritty. Rick felt the man’s gray eyes light on him, marking him. ” Rusty admitted this in a tone that was eager and jubilant. It was almost like Rusty was saying, Well goddamn, he sure did! And isn’t that just great! Sheriff Conklin snickered and shook his head.

By all means, please do,” Rick said. ” Rusty asked. He had been standing quietly the whole time and was just as awed by the claw as Dr. Jorgensen. “Don’t know for sure,” Dr. Jorgensen said as he examined it, turning it over in his hands the way a small boy will examine a bug or a lizard he has found while playing. ” He marveled at the claw for another minute, then set it down on the counter. He wiped his hands on a paper towel and turned his attention back to the task at hand. He slipped the prescription over the counter.

She slapped at his hands, at his chest as he tried to get her to run. “Get the fuck away from me, get away from me—” She was in panic mode and if he didn’t get her out of here they would both be attacked. The creatures were scuttling rapidly toward them, gaining momentum. Getting closer. Still clutching Stacy’s shoulder’s, he made to move her forward in his flight to escape. He could hear the hiss of the creatures lunging at them and the clattering of their claws and then suddenly Stacy turned, twisting out of his grip.

Download PDF sample

Rated 5.00 of 5 – based on 30 votes