Devil 01 The Devil's Kiss

Black Wilder has waited a long, long time to come Whitfield. But he is no stranger to patience. A Year, ten years, a hundred years. Time has no meaning for him. He just waits until the moment is right and then emerges--silently and unmercifully. As night falls heavily on the small prairie town, red-rimmed eyes look out from tightly shut windows. An occasional snarl rips from once-human throats. Shadows play on dimly-lit streets, deepening the gloom of the alleys, bringing with the darkness and almost tangible aura of fear. For the time is now right in Whitfield. The Beasts are hungry, the Undead are awake, the putrid stench of evil hangs in the air---and the inhabitants of Whitfield are about to be touched by . . . THE DEVIL'S KISS Evil lurks in the shadows of small-town Nebraska, awaiting its moment to be unleashed, in the New York Times –bestselling author's horror series debut. Black Wilder has waited a long time to come Whitfield, Nebraska. But he is no stranger to patience. A year, ten years, a hundred years. Time has no meaning for him. He just waits until the moment is right. Then emerges—silently and unmercifully. As night falls heavily on the small prairie town, red-rimmed eyes look out from tightly shut windows. An occasional snarl rips from once-human throats. Shadows play on dimly-lit streets, deepening the gloom of the alleys, bringing with the darkness an almost tangible aura of fear. For the time is now right. The Beasts are hungry. The Undead are awake. The putrid stench of evil hangs in the air. Now the inhabitants of Whitfield are about to be touched by . . . The Devil's Kiss . As the years pass, Black Wilder is waiting for just the right moment to emerge from the shadows in the small prairie town. The time is now, the beasts are hungry, the Undead are awake, and the putrid stench of evil hangs in the area. The townspeople are about to be touched by the Devil's kiss.