When Kevin and his family visit his Aunt Carolyn, unusual things begin to happen. His aunt is just creepy. When he learns more about his aunt and her gloomy mansion in the woods, Kevin is finally left with no choice but to admit the truth: Vampires do exist, and his Aunt isn’t the only bloodsucker in the house! Join Kevin and creepy Aunt as the secret in the basement is finally revealed.

It’s a horror house, a slaughter house, a devil house. And it’s something else, too: A doll house. Reginald Lympton collects doll houses, and now that he’s acquired the rare Patten Doll House. But after abominable visions, and nightmares blacker than the most bottomless abyss, he discovers his prize is a diabolical thoroughfare designed to serve the darkest indulgences of King of Terrors.

This version of "Bullet Through Your Face" bu Edward Lee has been re-formatted byFlyboy707 (aka Jerry).This version was created from a pdf file.The reformatted version is based on the original hardback, limited edition version and thus matches that version.In this verison you will note that there are no paragraph indentations and somewhat odd parapgraph spacings - THIS IS INTENTIONAL, as it reflects the original first edition exactly.Enjoy the book!

“What’s a header?” Fifteen years ago, Travis Clyde Tuckton asked that self-same question to his ancient grandfather, and the answer came in a rampage of twisted bloodlust, missing persons, and the most macabre and indescribable act of vengeance that human consciousness has ever devised… Now, in those same desolate woods, amongst dilapidated shacks behind whose rickety doors no one dare look, something even worse has come to curse the land of simple folk, a jubilee of murderous perversity and sexual abomination too hideous to describe. Only the courage of Travis Tuckton could ever begin to set things back to rights but, lo, Travis and his grandfather are long dead…  Ah, but their relatives aren’t! And it will be these stout-hearted men who shall rise to the occasion of the most horrific revenge in the history of the backwoods—an eye for an eye, a head for a head! Not even unearthed graves, molested corpses, abducted tots, and an unspeakable human monstrosity can thwart the might of right. Join steadfast hayseeds Helton, Dumar, and Micky-Mack as they venture forth into a wretched mire of unadulterated horror, where the symbol of ultimate evil is not a psycho-killer, nor a demon, but the full-tilt rev of power tools screaming through the endless night… HEADER 2 Where revenge is all in the mind.

Who is he? What is he? An inbred homicidal pervert? A supernatural psychopath? Who or whatever he is, he's on a roll now, raging out of the Virginia backwoods and leaving in his wake a trail of blood, guts, and disgust far beyond the limits of your reckoning. Never before has a work of fiction dared to delve so deeply into the realms of perversion, sexual dementia, and bad taste.

The past never dies. It only sleeps, waiting to unleash a new cycle of bloodshed and terror. For The Inn is a breeding ground for unspeakable atrocities. And now the time has come for Vera to be initiated into its secret world of depravity and horror—whether she wants to or not!

It's a hot day in Virginia during the Great Depression, when a bus breaks down on a lonely backwoods road. The passengers are told the repairs will take till tomorrow, so... What will they do tonight? Good fortune strikes! Just down the road, there's a carnival! The passengers exit the bus: a pregnant British tart, three low-life fishermen on their way back to Florida, and various other disheartened souls hoping to find greener pastures elsewhere. But the last man off is a writer and sightseer from Rhode Island, a man named Howard Phillips Lovecraft... O'SLAUGHNASSEY'S TRAVELLING SHOW! RIDES! CONCESSIONS! ODDITIES OF NATURE! COME ONE, COME ALL!A carnival sounds like the perfect cure to a boring night, and Howard embarks with vigor. A genuine mermaid! A living cadaver! A man with three eyes! Why, there's even a girl with hands for feet! Howard knows that such "spectacles" are all too often frauds, but...what's he got better to do? What Howard doesn't realize is this: the carnival's frolicky fun will quickly degrade into a waking nightmare of unspeakable carnal depravity and sick-in-the-head violence beyond anything he could ever conceive. And when he finally flees the wretched scene... Something awaits him a thousand times worse.