“The Devil’s coarse, mangled penis rose from between Heather’s legs. She was lifted inches off the ground by its turbid protrusion. Boring its vile gaze into April, it said in a voice as deep as a canyon and old as… — Hunter Shea Copy Share Image
“one that looked like a cross between a child with Down syndrome and a goat.” — Hunter Shea Copy Share Image
“Before he could take a clear breath, another blast of oxygen left to rot burrowed down his nose and throat. Looking” — Hunter Shea Copy Share Image
“This was no horror movie starring Bruce Campbell and a host of demons.” — Hunter Shea Copy Share Image
“And just like in his horror movies and books, people did stupid things when faced with overwhelming stress and fear.” — Hunter Shea Copy Share Image
“The Devil’s coarse, mangled penis rose from between Heather’s legs. She was lifted inches off the ground by its turbid protrusion. Boring its vile… — Hunter Shea Copy Share Image
“When people did stupid things around him, that was usually the last thing they did.” — Hunter Shea Copy Share Image
“Perhaps evil didn’t have to make sense. It just was. It festered and survived by its own rules.” — Hunter Shea Copy Share Image
“The creature bleated like a wounded goat, which is kind of what its face looked like,” — Hunter Shea Copy Share Image
