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Gamebooks Hellfire by Philip Sadler A roll of thunder rumbles over the distant mountains, lightning flashes all around you and heavy rain lashes down. The moon looks unusual tonight; a sickly white, the colour of bone. You stare at the horizon and somehow know that He is staring right back at you, but you're not afraid, not of him, for you know it is your destiny to slay him... The Trial Of Allibor's Tomb by Jeff Sinasac "You who were my subjects in life, hear now my demands and answer them, or join me in death," the skull hissed. "My resting place has been desecrated, and I have awakened. My rule shall be as iron once more, unless you appease me. You who have dared to disturb me will now realize that Allibor is your ruler eternal." Outsider! by Gavin Mitchell And so they burned your mother. They tied her to the stake and piled around it pitched kindling. It went up like a torch, and so did her blonde hair. You cried your eyes out as her sharp but beautiful features melted like wax in the flames. She shrieked out curses on the townsfolk with her last breath as the superheated air scorched her lungs... Lair Of The Troglodytes by Andrew Wright YOU are Skuznut, the fourth greatest hero of the Clan of Akhuz, although somewhat given over to drunkenness following the deaths of your comrades, and your mission is simply to survive a day in the life of a failed, has been Trog warrior. Midnight Deep by Hugh Eldred-Grigg His answer is clear and imbued with menace. "Tiemuraz, damn his black soul". Your heart skips a beat. Even when you were a child in Kelbakna, tales were told of Tiemuraz, the warlord of the Plain of Bones to the West. Tiemuraz's bands of soldiers prey endlessly on the people of the Green March, raiding and plundering, but what are he and his men doing so far East? Rebels Of The Dark Chasms by Steven Taylor Fearing the worst, you sent out scouts to find out what had happened. They returned with the grim news that Aspra's group had also encountered a large Xokusai force, led by a Khuddam. Aspra herself was taken prisoner in the citadel itself, while the rest of the group was mercilessly slaughtered. You have decided to set off alone and attempt to rescue Aspra from the evil Xokusai. House Of Horror by Gaetano Abbondanza "This estate probably belongs to some hideously wealthy but eccentric old chap, who's tired of being hit up for money, so he moved out here. I might do the same were I in his shoes." You open the trunk and pull out the two suitcases. Little do you know what fate has in store for you. Tonight will be a night to remember... Bodies In The Docks by Simon Osborne The halcyon days of youth are a distant memory; and you are shocked and disgusted by how low the world around you sank into depravity. Yet there are things happening which you cannot explain. How could man alone have been responsible for such carnage and senseless slaughter? Riders Of The Storm by Philip Sadler You struck your final blow and the Trinitour fell. The Night Demon then revealed its presence and consigned you to oblivion until the end of time. As you felt the endless void take you, you took a final desperate oath of defiance. But all you heard as you disappeared from the earthly plane was a mocking laughter... Bad Moon Rising by Davy Stedham "Oh, it looks like it," Stamen says, grinning nastily, "You're getting fat, Martine. What's the matter? You used to be beautiful." You pull the knife out of the splintered wood and flip it up... "I still am, Billy," you tell him, grinning right back... and it smacks down into the back of his hand, nailing it to the table. Curse Of The Yeti by Simon Osborne The wooden doors of the barricade encircling the village have been completely ripped from their hinges. One lies in the snow about twenty-five paces away. No one has survived the onslaught. The bodies of the men have been butchered in unspeakable ways, and most are covered in the claw-marks of what seems to be a huge creature with inhuman strength... Impudent Peasant! by Andrew Wright Then, Lael Whitebeard was found wandering towards Bitterford by a Guard rider out scouting. Most of his skin had been flayed and removed, apparently by a particularly blunt sword. He said just one thing before expiring, whispering slowly whilst clutching the Guard rider with his now-skinless fingers: "Gore! Gore will come!" The Black Lobster by Andrew Wright YOU are Halron Allierté, nephew of 'Laughing' Guidon Allierté, and overseer of The Black Lobster. The perks of the job are not too bad, and as long as you are not too greedy or noticeable in skimming the profits to fund your continual drunkenness, then you are also safe from the legendary ire of your uncle Guidon. The Cold Heart Of Chaos by Al Sander Poor weather has slowed you considerably and you have only enough food for two more days. You know you are getting close to Grimwoden, but it could take you weeks yet to locate, and your path back to civilisation is even longer still. As the wind howls through the night outside your tent, you reflect grimly that you are almost certainly doomed. Isle Of The Cyclops by Andrew Wright "Row, wretch!" howled an obese Man-Orc taskmaster, lashing your back with a blow from his spiked whip. Days passed and the welts on your back grew longer, as your slave-ship, the Blood Auk, headed southwards. Captained by a furious red-faced man called Kullion the Crab, the ship was sailing for the Blood Islands, for it was part of the fleet of the Chaos Pirates, who flock to those shores like seabirds to the carcass of a whale. Hunger Of The Wolf by Kieran Coghlan 'Nail him!' snarls Saul triumphantly. One man is holding a long iron nail and a hammer. You renew your struggle, but your arm is held in a vice-like grip. The nail is placed on your wrist and the hammer is brought down on its head. Your whole body is wracked with pain as the hammer nails your bloody wrist into the wood of the cross... Wrong Way Go Back by Ulysses Ai You squint about and see that the decks are completely abandoned. Examining an electronic noticeboard, you see it filled with a star scape dominated by an uncomfortably large star. Superimposed on top are large flashing red letters that read "STELLAR COLLISION IMMINENT". The Diamond Key by Ulysses Ai The lady's journey smells dangerous, but you are curious as well. For many moments you stand as the breeze cools you, turning things over in your mind. At least she will be heading north, away from the arid lands. Wandering up the street in search of an inn, you contemplate the idea of sleeping in, perhaps in the arms of a perfumed lady. Yet adventure is calling... Beggars Of Blacksand by Al Sander You awake, screaming. You look around in a panic. Everything is in order. Everything is in place. You slowly calm down and consider your situation. You are an unnamed beggar of the infamous Port Blacksand. You know nothing of your past except for a vague belief, fuelled by terrible dreams, that you were once someone important, someone powerful. Planet Of The Spiders by Ulysses Ai Giving up, you slip into the ship and the hatch closes behind you. Slumping in the large comfortable chair that dominates the interior of the small ship, you feel a deep despair. You have never even been to Earth, growing up as you did on the excitement-packed manufacturing planetoid of G15-275. Even so, you are determined to save it, and the treemaids as well. But how to do it? Soul Tracker by Gaetano Abbondanza Thus far, supernatural sightings have been rare enough to the point that those who claim to have encountered these beings are ridiculed and dismissed as charlatans, liars, or insane. You, however, know enough of the truth to carry out your thankless deeds, buoyed by the cold arms of vengeance. In The Footsteps Of A Hero by Victor Cheng From a young age, you have dreamt of an adventurous life but felt too unprepared. You would constantly spy on the training ground from your window, learning then practicing the art of swordplay and combat manoeuvres in the confines of your room. Now, growing into adulthood, you find that your arduous work has built up your strength and confidence. Soon you will be ready to join the world's heroes on a path of adventure.