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L'image de la bête

Cette série plonge dans les profondeurs les plus sombres de la psyché humaine, explorant la monstruosité qui se cache sous le vernis de la civilisation. Les récits se caractérisent par une brutalité brute et une représentation troublante du mal dans sa forme la plus pure. C'est un voyage dans les ombres qui sonde les limites de la moralité et l'attrait de l'interdit. Les amateurs d'horreur viscérale et de thrillers psychologiques trouveront ces récits provocateurs captivants.

Blown
Flesh

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  1. Flesh

    • 251pages
    • 9 heures de lecture

    After 800 years of exploring the stars, Space Commander Stagg had returned to Earth. But Earth had become a new world. Where science and technology had reigned, now there were agriculture and tribal warfare. And mankind worshiped the Goddess and was content. Into this New Earth came Peter Stagg. They named him "Sunhero" and worshipped him acoordingly. The secret rites were performed, and Stagg found himself setting out on a cross-country, orgiastic jaunt, with foot-high antlers throbbing on his head and endowed with the virility of a nation. Yes, Space Commander Peter Stagg was the Sunhero, king of the Earth and all its willing women. But how long he would hold his throne, only the Goddess could say...

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  2. Blown

    • 144pages
    • 6 heures de lecture

    In Philip José Farmer's incredible sequel to The Image of the Beast, Herald Childe continues what started as a murder case - a very gruesome one - but which has now become a struggle against the strange and deadly beings who have taken his wife, who threaten his manhood and threaten mankind itself. His seems a hopeless quest. He is fighting not people but inhuman, unhuman monsters from another universe. They take grotesque physical forms, they indulge cruel whims, and they are sex-mad. There is Vivienne, amazingly beautiful, who used to be Joan of Arc. But she has false teeth and she comes literally to pieces. Her lover is a snake-like horror whose needle teeth drip aphrodisiac venom. There is Count Igescu, a real live vampire. And these three are surrounded by a grisly crowd of bizarre aliens, characters in a science fiction nightmare. But for Childe there is to be no waking up: though no one else will believe him, he knows this is for real.

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