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By Christopher Golden

Dark Duets is a ceremonial dinner of eerie and captivating horror, mystery, and darkish myth tales—an bold and specified anthology that includes biting and atmospheric unique tales from seventeen pairs of acclaimed writers, all participating jointly for the 1st time, together with New York Times bestselling authors Charlaine Harris, Rachel Caine, Holly Black, Cassandra Clare, Stuart MacBride, Sherrilyn Kenyon, Jonathan Maberry and David Liss.

Penned through authors—and in a single case, a trio—who have by no means labored jointly sooner than, the tales during this mesmerizing literary chemistry combination various parts and wealthy topics into enchanting and hugely flamable stories that delve deep into the shadowy, unexplored nation-states of the imagination.

On the evening ahead of Halloween, an unwitting younger girl falls lower than the spell of a deadly man—and right into a terrifying multiverse—in "T Rhymer" by way of Gregory Frost and Jonathan Maberry. Sarah MacLean and Carrie Ryan discover the beautiful ache of everlasting love in "She, Doomed Girl." "Welded" via Tom Piccirilli and T. M. Wright bargains an unsettling imaginative and prescient of evil that infects and destroys lives.

Mixing the normal with the intense, those daring and shiny tales supply a compelling survey of the supernatural global that's guaranteed to frighten and enchant.

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