The Wet Dreams of Dead Gods by Edward Lee - NOVEMBER 26th

Three novels from the Godfather of Extreme Horror, Edward Lee, collected together in an orgy of erotic and unsettling tribute to H.P. Lovecraft.

The Dunwhich Romance - Only hardcore horror scribe Edward Lee would dare sequelize Lovecraft's The Dunwich Horror in a manner so explicit and so sublimely obscene. A story that drags the reader through a screaming black arcade of jerkwater sex, articulate gore, and unmitigated grotesquerie.

The Innswich Horror - In July, 1939, antiquarian and Lovecraft afficionado Foster Morley takes a scenic bus tour. He wants to go where Lovecraft went and to see what he saw. When he happens upon the curious, secluded waterfront prefect known as Innswich Point he assumes the curiosity of the name is mere coincidence, but in less than twenty-four hours, he'll learn that he couldn't be more mistaken. For beneath the rotting wharves and behind the teetering facades of the decrepit Innswich Point, the worst secret of all has yet to be revealed ...

Trolley No. 1852 - Through the midnight bowels of New York City, the decrepit trolley clatters on, its single yellow headlight illumining one desolate alley and squalid, trash-strewn street after the next, through crumbling ghettos and betwixt drab skyscrapers and labyrinthine edifices-indeed, the very guts of the Depression-ravaged metropolis. The Trolley admits only a special sort of rider and takes them to a very select destination ... THE 1852 CLUB ... What is the meaning behind the cryptic number, and what is the ghastly truth behind the club's voluptuous madam? For, yes, the 1852 Club is a bordello of the most macabre discrimination.