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The Suicide Motor Club
Author: Christopher Buehlman
Narrator: Christopher Buehlman
Unabridged: 9 hr 31 min
Format: Digital Audiobook Download
Publisher: Macmillan Audio
Published: 03/30/2027
Categories: Fiction, Fantasy, Dark Fantasy
Synopsis
A gang of muscle-car obsessed vampires mess with the wrong woman in this thrilling horror from the New York Times bestselling author of Between Two Fires.
This new hardcover edition features four full-page illustrations by the author.
The dead travel fast.
Those words have never rung more true...
Remember that car that passed you on Route 66 around midnight, doing 105 with its lights off? You wondered where it was going so quickly on that dark, dusty stretch of road, motor roaring, the driver glancing out the window as he blew by.
Did his greedy eyes shine silver like a coyote’s? Did he make you feel like prey?
You can’t recall now.
You just saw the founder of the Suicide Motor Club. Be grateful his brake lights never flashed. Be grateful his trunk was already full.
They roam the roads of America, littering the highways with smashed cars and bled-out bodies, a gruesome reflection of the unsettled sixties. But to anyone unlucky enough to meet them in the lonely hours of the night, they’re just a fading memory.
That is, to all but one.
Two years ago, they left a witness in the mangled wreck of her family car, her husband dead, her son taken. She remembers their awful faces, despite their tricks and glamours. And she’s coming for them—her thirst for vengeance even more powerful than their hunger for blood.
On the deserted highways of America, the hunters are about to become the hunted...
This new hardcover edition features four full-page illustrations by the author.
The dead travel fast.
Those words have never rung more true...
Remember that car that passed you on Route 66 around midnight, doing 105 with its lights off? You wondered where it was going so quickly on that dark, dusty stretch of road, motor roaring, the driver glancing out the window as he blew by.
Did his greedy eyes shine silver like a coyote’s? Did he make you feel like prey?
You can’t recall now.
You just saw the founder of the Suicide Motor Club. Be grateful his brake lights never flashed. Be grateful his trunk was already full.
They roam the roads of America, littering the highways with smashed cars and bled-out bodies, a gruesome reflection of the unsettled sixties. But to anyone unlucky enough to meet them in the lonely hours of the night, they’re just a fading memory.
That is, to all but one.
Two years ago, they left a witness in the mangled wreck of her family car, her husband dead, her son taken. She remembers their awful faces, despite their tricks and glamours. And she’s coming for them—her thirst for vengeance even more powerful than their hunger for blood.
On the deserted highways of America, the hunters are about to become the hunted...