Bury Me Cold & More Last Words

<p><em style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(34 34 34 1)>An uncanny snowfall revives a cattleman's dead wife-with terrible secrets from beyond to spill like blood. A plague-like curse infects the memories of its victims forcing them to go viral in increasingly grisly fashion. Twin sisters share a psychic link nothing can sever not even the cold of the grave. Curiosity lures two stepbrothers into an imaginary haunted house-and the eager arms of its very real sole occupant. </em><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(34 34 34 1)>Infatuations. Trespasses. Abominations. </span><em style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(34 34 34 1)>Resurrections</em><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(34 34 34 1)>. Jacob Steven Mohr's second volume of pitch-black fiction kicks over moss-covered rocks and shows us all the awful things that squirm beneath. In fourteen tales-including the titular Bury Me Cold-this collection is living bleeding proof that when the lights go off terror </span><em style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(34 34 34 1)>always</em><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(34 34 34 1)> gets the last word.</span></p>