Best British Horror 2014

Welcome To The New Home Of Horror

'Johnny Mains is the go-to man for horror in the UK. His extensive knowledge of and unbound passion for the genre is amazing. If there was a government Ministry of Horror (which there should be), Johnny would be in charge. He is the Minister for Horror. He has extraordinary energy and is fighting a one-man battle to preserve and revitalise the noble tradition of the horror anthology. Oh, and he is a nice bloke as well.' —Charlie Higson

'Mercy stands before her, wielding a mud-caked pickaxe in both hands ...'

—When Charlie Sleeps, Laura Mauro

'Too much Semtex was an obvious, beginner's mistake, and I noted I needed to remove more brain in future ...' —Exploding Raphaelesque Heads, Ian Hunter

'There isn't much time. Blood is already spattering the paper on which I am writing ...' —The Secondary Host, John Probert

'It appeared to be an insect of some kind, perhaps a beetle or a spider with a bloated body ...' —Come Into My Parlour, Reggie Oliver

Best British Horror is a new anthology series dedicated to showcasing and proving, without doubt, that when it comes to horror and supernatural fiction, Britain is its obvious and natural home.

This new anthology includes stories by: Ramsey Campbell, Kate Farrell, Gary Fry, Muriel Gray, Ian Hunter, Joel Lane, Tanith Lee, V.H. Leslie, John Llewellyn Probert, Michael Marshall Smith, Laura Mauro, Mark Morris, Adam Nevill, Thana Niveau, Reggie Oliver, Marie O'Regan, Robert Shearman, Elizabeth Stott, Anna Taborska, Stephen Volk and D.P. Watt.



Johnny Mains not only carries a flame for the old horrors, but wants to cause a bit of a conflagration of his own.



Johnny Mains is one of these people, his encyclopaedic knowledge and private collection of books and memorabilia is stunning. Seriously Johnny should lay on some catering and provide guided tours round his house. I et excited when I get a personalised book, this guy probably has the authors soul locked up in a mason jar in his cellar.



Johnny Mains' brain is a dank but vast cellar, an alexandrian library designed by MR James. His knowledge of fantastical fiction is enormous and his instinct with narrative as powerful as a James Herbert rat propelling itself to an injured tube traveller.