John DeChancie ist ein gefeierter Autor, dessen fantasievolle Werke Science-Fiction, Fantasy und Horror umfassen. Seine Science-Fiction- und Fantasy-Romane fesseln seit über fünfzehn Jahren die Leser und werden mit den renommiertesten Namen des Genres verglichen. DeChancie wird für seine verblüffenden Handlungsstränge und seine Fähigkeit, weitreichende, zum Nachdenken anregende Erzählungen zu schaffen, gefeiert. Darüber hinaus bietet sein humorvolles Fantasy-Schreiben einen skurrilen, aber literarischen Gegenpunkt zu traditionelleren Erzählungen und demonstriert eine vielseitige und unterhaltsame Stimme.
Sixteen short stories that take place within legendary castles include the writings of such popular authors as Roger Zelazny, Charles de Lint, Jane Yolen, David Bischoff, and Nancy Springer. Original.
Witnessing a friend's death at the hands of a demon, English professor Skye King finds himself unwittingly hooked onto the MagicNet, a computer-generated, magical force that has taken on a life of its own. Reprint.
The magical Castle Perilous malfunctions, sending its guests to wacky worlds such as a planet of golf-crazed dinosaurs and a world of Amazon women
Once upon a time, the king of a mysterious castle found himself out of place. The odd thing was that the time was the future and the place was New York City! Castle Perilous had been a universe unto itself until it started living up to its name. Now it is a gateway to thousands of universes, each increasingly bizarre and more bewildering. Behind every door there is a room for every fantasy and around each corner a perilous journey for every inhabitant. With its population sent to otherworldly realms and demented demons taking their place, will anyone find their way home in time? The stone walls may be the only stable element in this fantastic fable, as time and place disappear before one's eyes. Pandora's box has never been so big!
Pikadon's stairways lead nowhere. Its doors open to reveal solid, impenetrable walls. Its hallways form an unsolvable, twisting maze. Against its colossal structure people seem as insubstantial as ghosts. Pikadon is full of ghosts. Once the sun goes down, the labyrinthine corridors are haunted by the shambling, moaning dead. Blind and deaf, crippled, skin shredded by atomic blasts, the imprisoned dead stalk the imprisoned living.