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Clive Barker

The Hellbound Heart

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Clive Barker is widely acknowledged as the master of nerve-shattering horror. The Hellbound Heart is one of his best, one of the most dead-frightening stories you are likely to ever read, a story of the human heart and all the great terrors and ecstasies within. It was also the book behind the cult horror film, Hellraiser.
In a quiet house on a quiet street Frank and Julia are having an affair. Not your ordinary affair. For Frank it began with his own insatiable sexual appetite, a mysterious lacquered box— and then an unhinged voyage through a netherworld of imaginable pleasures and unimaginable horror… Now Frank— or what is left of Frank -waits in an empty room. All he wants is to live as he was before. All Julia can do is bring him her unfulfilled passions…and a little flesh and blood…
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143 Druckseiten
Ursprüngliche Veröffentlichung
2011
Jahr der Veröffentlichung
2011
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  • H.K.hat einen Ersteindruck geteiltvor 5 Jahren

    Barker's Hellraiser. Pleasurable.

  • Steve Gønge Stamenovhat einen Ersteindruck geteiltvor 4 Jahren
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Zitate

  • Maria Vhat Zitat gemachtvor 9 Jahren
    Somehow the theft of Rory’s name was as unforgivable as stealing his skin; or so her grief told her. A skin was nothing. Pigs had skins; snakes had skins. They were knitted of dead cells, shed and grown and shed again. But a name? That was a spell, which summoned memories. She would not let Frank usurp it.
  • Maria Vhat Zitat gemachtvor 9 Jahren
    “I need you,” he said, raising his mouth to her ear. Once, half a lifetime ago, her heart had seemed to skip at such a profession. Now she knew better. Her heart was no acrobat; there was no tingle in the coils of her abdomen. Only the steady workings of her body. Breath drawn, blood circulated, food pulped and purged. Thinking of her anatomy thus, untainted by romanticism-as a collection of natural imperatives housed in muscle and bone-she found it easier to let him strip her blouse and put his face to her breasts. Her nerve endings dutifully responded to his tongue, but again, it was merely an anatomy lesson. She stood back in the dome of her skull, and was unmoved.
  • Maria Vhat Zitat gemachtvor 9 Jahren
    Mother knows best,

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