Stephen King

For readers new to 'The Dark Tower', 'The Wind Through the Keyhole' is a stand-alone novel, and a wonderful introduction to the series. It is a story within a story, which features both the younger and older gunslinger Roland on his quest to find the dark tower.

The son of a struggling single mother, Jamie Conklin just wants an ordinary childhood. But Jamie is no ordinary child. Born with an unnatural ability his mom urges him to keep secret, Jamie can see what no one else can see and learn what no one else can learn. But the cost of using this ability is higher than Jamie can imagine - as he discovers when an NYPD detective draws him into the pursuit of a killer who has threatened to strike from beyond the...

'End of Watch' is a compelling and chilling suspense novel which sees retired detective Bill Hodges back on the trail of his nemesis Brady Hartsfield, the criminal the press called 'The Mercedes Killer.' Foiled in his attempt to commit a second mass murder, Hartsfield is confined to a hospital brain injury unit in a seemingly unresponsive state. But all is not what it seems: Brady is able to influence both his physician and the hospital librarian...

There are three ways up to Castle View from the town of Castle Rock: Route 117, Pleasant Road, and the Suicide Stairs. Every day in the summer of 1974 12-year-old Gwendy Peterson has taken the stairs, which are held by strong (if time-rusted) iron bolts and zig-zag up the cliffside. At the top of the stairs, Gwendy catches her breath and listens to the shouts of the kids on the playground. From a bit farther away comes the chink of an aluminum bat...

A collection of twenty stories - some brand new, some published in magazines, all assembled in one book for the first time - with a bonus: in addition to his introduction to the whole collection, Stephen King gives readers an introduction to each story with autobiographical comments on their origins and motivation.

Christine, blood-red, fat and finned, was 20. Her promise lay all in her past. There was still power in her - a frightening power that leaked like sump oil, staining and corrupting. A malign power that corroded and turned ownership into possession.