![]() ![]() This was exactly the opposite." - Dan & Stacey ★★★★★ "The Nightmare Factory is a perfect mix of action, mystery, and human drama that shows why reading and books still have a rightful place in a world dominated by TV, movies and video games." - Jarkko Laine The Nightmare Factory, book two in The Dream Engine Series, cracks Alterra's closed box open, spilling a whole new world of monsters and angels, spies, and turncoats. Normally books have a 'sophmore slump' where the second book where the second doesn't live up to the expectations of the first. Explains more about the story-line and characters, with some surprises!" - jkaustin02 ★★★★★ "I loved that the world was more developed in The Nightmare Factory. Loved the first one, the second does not disappoint. I was drawn in and taken for a fast and furious ride from the start." - Adam Bailey ★★★★★ "Fantastic follow-up to The Dream Engine. ★★★★★ "The Nightmare Factory picks up right where The Dream Engine - one of my favorite books of 2014 - leaves off, and delivers on too many levels to count. But as the big change nears, Eila and Cora both face a dilemma: are the newcomers here to liberate Alterra … or to destroy it? ★★★★★ "The Nightmare Factory is not only a solid followup to The Dream Engine, but it actually improves upon it." - Erin M. As her old friend suffers, Eila makes friends among the warriors of the Flock: the massive Obsidian, who wields a club. Wellington's arguments are convincing, pointing to atrocities Alterra has committed and the army of dragons and demons being built by the all-too-real Dark King … but is Wellington all he seems, or does he have other motives? Meanwhile Eila's friend Cora, trapped between the same forces, wages a private war - playing both sides between Alterra and its foes, old friends who've turned enemy and new allies. The band of rebels at Alterra's borders is presided over by Admiral Wellington: a man who needs Eila's reality-bending talents … but requires that she turn traitor in order to provide them. After breaching the Fog and finding the ship beyond, Eila Doyle finds herself confronting a truth: her land of Alterra, contrary to what she's been taught, isn't alone - and Parliament, it seems, has been keeping yet another horrible secret. The web site Thomas Ligotti Online was founded as a forum for discussions of and media related to Ligotti’s writings as well as those of wide range of authors, artists, and musicians whose work is associated with the horror genre, among other areas of interest to devotees of unconventional art and thought.Download The Nightmare Factory Book in PDF, Epub and Kindleįrom the bestselling authors of the Invasion, Yesterday's Gone, Unicorn Western, and Fat Vampire comes The Nightmare Factory, book two in The Dream Engine Series, a thrilling young adult dystopian adventure set in a lush dark fantasy steampunk dream world. Forthcoming titles by Ligotti include a collection of interviews and a chapbook consisting of two newly written stories. Ligotti has also published THE CONSPIRACY AGAINST THE HUMAN RACE (2010), a nonfiction work that explores the intersection of the darker byways of literature, philosophy, and psychology. Revised editions of his collections THE AGONIZING RESURRECTION OF VICTOR FRANKENSTEIN AND OTHER GOTHIC TALES and DEATH POEMS were issued in 2013. Revised, definitive editions of his first three story collections - SONGS OF A DEAD DREAMER, GRIMSCRIBE, and NOCTUARY - were published in 2010, 2011, and 2012, respectively. His works been honored with several awards, including the Horror Writers Association’s Bram Stoker award for the collection THE NIGHTMARE FACTORY (1996) and the novella MY WORK IS NOT YET DONE (2002). THOMAS LIGOTTI is one of the foremost contemporary authors of supernatural horror literature. In the moonlight that shone through the blinds of that bungalow house I was now as still and as silent as everything else. Suddenly I was overcome by a feeling of euphoric hopelessness which passed through my body like a powerful drug and held all my thoughts and all my movements in a dreamy, floating suspension. A bungalow universe, I then thought without speaking aloud. The infinite terror and dreariness of an infested bungalow house, I whispered to myself. The forces required to accomplish this silence filled me with awe. It was not the absence of sounds that I sensed, but the stifling of innumerable sounds and even voices, the muffling of all the noises one might expect to hear in an old bungalow house in the dead of night, as well as countless other sounds and voices. The bungalow house was such a bleak environment in which to make a stand: the moonlight through the dusty blinds, the bodies on the carpet, the lamps without any lightbulbs. ![]()
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