Showing results for "the confession" in Horror

Fans of Stephen King and Joe Hill that like to listen to audiobooks like The Bird Box and The Haunting and can't get enough stories about serial killers are going to enjoy listening to The Asylum Confessions. The majority of these killers are expert manipulators. I realize they could be playing me and messing with my head. It's a chance I'm willing to take. And now...they might just be playing with yours too.

They arrive alive. They always leave dead. But first, they give me their confession. You know by now my name is Jack Steen, and for those who arrive on my "death" ward at the Asylum, I'm the last face many will see before they die. I am the night nurse at an Asylum for the Criminally Insane, and most of my patients know me as their Angel of Death. I know them as mass murderers, rapists, and serial killers—among other things. Here's what happens: they come on my floor, they give me their deathbed confession, and I help to make their death less painful.

My name is Jack Steen, and for those who arrive on my 'death' ward at the Asylum, I'm the last face many will see before they die. I am the night nurse at an Asylum for the Criminally Insane, and most of my patients know me as their Angel of Death. I know them as mass murderers, rapists, and serial killers - among other things. Here's what happens: they come on my floor, they give me their deathbed confession, and I help to make their death less painful. There's a catch, though: I want the real story, the one they haven't told anyone else.

My name is Jack Steen. That name shouldn’t mean anything to you, unless you’re about to die—and then I’m your bloody guardian angel. I work as a night nurse in the Asylum for the Criminally Insane.

My name is Jack Steen, and for those who arrive on my 'death' ward at the Asylum, I'm the last face many will see before they die. I am the night nurse at an Asylum for the Criminally Insane, and most of my patients know me as their Angel of Death. I know them as mass murderers, rapists, and serial killers—among other things. Here's what happens: they come on my floor, they give me their deathbed confession, and I help to make their death less painful. There's a catch, though: I want the real story, the one they haven't told anyone else.

Dan's nights at his small, quiet church have always been uneventful, filled with routine prayers and the occasional sinner seeking solace. But one evening, everything changes when a new visitor steps into the confessional-the Devil himself.

The year is 1887, and in the quaint Pennsylvania town of Temple, Isabella Strohmeyer stumbles upon a gruesome scene: her father and stepmother brutally hacked to death. As the police investigation unfolds, gossip and rumors swirl through the tight-knit community. The Strohmeyer household, always steeped in simmering tension, harbors secrets that echo within its halls.

They say that confession is necessary to purify the soul. However, there are some deeds that are so sinister, so wicked, that even the most remorseful admission of guilt is not enough to atone for them. From the mind of Vincent V. Cava comes his most twisted book to date: Nine frightening stories told through the voices of those who witnessed them.

Who hated Christy Henshaw enough to shoot her in the throat with an arrow, slash her corpse with hundreds of crisscrossing wounds and deposit her naked body in Roanoke Sound? The answer is no mystery to an immortal man named John Savage, whose gift and whose curse is to recognize the dead among the living. In Henshaw’s murder, Savage divines the echoes of the ancient crime that claimed the life of his soul mate, Mary Colman, one of Sir Walter Raleigh’s famous lost colonists. Savage chases Mary, and her murderer, a Native American named Wanchese, across the pages of history.

Dracula. A name of horror, depravity and the darkest sensuality. Yet the real Dracula was just as alluring, just as terrifying, his story not of a monster but of a man - and a contradiction. For the one they called 'The Devil's Son' was both tyrant and lawgiver, crusader and mass slaughterer, torturer and hero, lover and murderer. His tale is told by those who knew him best. The only woman he ever loved, who he must sacrifice. His closest comrade and traitor.

Marta Skaði is on a mission to destroy the world. Rebelling against the perfect, picturesque Norwegian fishing town she was born in, she has formed a black metal band of such disturbing depravity she knows they’re the perfect weapon to corrupt the masses. When a record deal is dangled before the band after a particularly offensive gig, Marta has to hold the young, wannabe Satanists in her midst together as they reach for their destiny.

Owen Carlysle has long been known for his understated short crime fiction and this story represents a departure from his usual soft-spoken but impactful style. Enter the mind of a serial killer as he presents his chilling confession, a confession that will leave you sickened, saddened, and terrified.

Here is a celebration of the bizarre and beautiful, and a marriage of unlikely worlds. From a reverence of the dead to the sacrifices the living make to unspeakable gods, from clockwork dreams to tales of merciless revenge, Kiernan blurs the artificial lines of genre, and shows us a world where there is no division between the light and dark.

On the last night of his life, Henry Jekyll records the harrowing story of his years-long struggle to maintain his reputation as a physician and philanthropist—while secretly suppressing the voracious beast he had long felt lurking within. Playwright David Rambo drew on The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde by Robert Louis Stevenson for inspiration to create this original L.A. Theatre Works commission.