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Nine Novels by Robert Bloch
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Overview:Robert Bloch (1917 - 1994) aka Tarleton Fiske, Wilson Kane, Collier Young
Robert Bloch wrote a fan letter to H P Lovecraft at the age of 16. Lovecraft encouraged the young boy to begin writing fiction and to submit his stories to Weird Tales. Thus began a 60-year writing career that is one of the most distinguished in the horror and mystery field. Bloch is today most famous as the author of Psycho. He is also well-known for having said, "Despite my ghoulish reputation, I really have the heart of a small boy. I keep it in a jar on my desk."
Genre: Fiction > Sci-Fi/Fantasy > Horror



American Gothic (1974)
The Castle.
It looms darkly over the streets of modern Chicago. Its stone walls conceal a maze of secret passageways and hidden rooms, private laboratories and concealed trapdoors.
The Castle is home to G. Gordon Gregg, physician—murderer. His victims are young, beautiful, wealthy women. His methods are swift, scientific, and painless, his crimes perfect.
Until a newspaper reporter becomes suspicious. Investigating Dr. Gregg, Crystal finds herself falling in love with the charismatic surgeon, despite the danger.
It is that love that seals her doom. For what G. Gordon Gregg loves, he kills.

Firebug (1961)
His name is Philip Dempster.
Where he goes, fire follows.
Investigating a number of phoney “churches,” Dempster becomes caught up in a web of intrigue, arson, and murder. Shortly after he visits each tabernacle, the building goes up in flames—often with the preacher still inside.
Each time, Dempster is found near the fire, not knowing what he is doing there or why he is wandering the night-darkened streets.
Each night, Philip Dempster dreams of flames and death.
Is Dempster the firebug or merely an innocent victim? He must learn the truth before his sanity crumbles to white-hot ash.

Sneak Preview (1971)
Long shot: The domed city of Holywood, self-contained, functioning perfectly—as it has since it was sealed off against fallout generations ago. The camera moves in, follows a man in priestly white through the doors of Twenty-First-Century-Vox and, into a conference room. He is joined by others—some clad in Technobility blue, some in the khaki of the Brass.
The man in the archaic business suit at the head of the table is ARCHER, His MGMinence. The camera tightens on his face. As he opens his mouth, his face dissolves to that of a young man, GRAHAM, who says:
“Space Operas are important to social conditioning. The hero must be dark; the heroine, blonde; the monster, green; and the plot . . .”

The Couch (1962)
This is the story of a man with a terrible secret. He will not even tell it to his psychiatrist. He could be wandering down any street at any time.
He does not look different from other people in the street. But his secret gives him a power over them.
He knows one of them is about to die.

The Cunning (1979) aka There Is a Serpent in Eden
THE CHILLS
That’s what they all felt that day. Warren Clark felt it as he watched his wife get ready to meet her lover. Joe Marks felt it as soon as Irene told him to expect company. Carrie Humphreys had the creeps so bad she kept looking over her shoulder—instead of at the neighbors.
THE CREEPS
Emily Nesbitt got them when she saw strangers sneaking into exclusive Eden Estates. Warren got them each time he thought about the red truck that accelerated as he crossed in front of it. They all sensed something evil lurking in the shadows, but no one dared to mention it—until they were caught in the deadly grip of
THE CUNNING

The Dead Beat (1960)
Anyone might have done what Walter and Elinor Harris did. They found an unconscious, good-looking young man in the back of their car with blood on his face. They put him to bed in their guest room and invited him to stay until he was better.
Larry had had a lot of practice fooling people, he had been doing it as long as he could remember. LaVerne, the night club singer, could have told the Harrises plenty—but Larry knew too much about her that she didn’t want found out.
It was Jim Whittaker who first suspected him, perhaps because Jim’s teenage daughter liked Larry too much. But if any of them could have had even a glimpse into Larry’s character, they would have been as scared as the reader, who can’t do a thing to prevent the violence he sees coming . . .

The Night of the Ripper (1984)
On the loose in the shadowy, gaslit streets of London’s East End—Jack the Ripper.
Baffled by the horrific series of murders in Victorian London, Detective Inspector Frederick Abberline is struck by the fact that all the killings have taken place near the London Hospital—famous for its surgeons.
A young American doctor at the hospital, Mark Robinson, comes to share Abbeline’s suspicions, but finds himself caught in a hall of mirrors in which one person after another seems to be a possible murderer . . .
Who was Jack the Ripper? In this chilling, harrowing tale of terror, master of the macabre Robert Bloch proposes a new answer—as shocking and ingenious as the conclusion of his classic Psycho.

The Star Stalker (1968)
HOLLYWOOD. COLOSSAL. COMPELLING. CORRUPT.
Where the only sin is “not making it” . . . where beautiful people do very ugly things to get to the top . . . where desperate men and women plummet overnight from the peak of power to the lethal valley of the dolls:
DAWN—The superstarlet with a child’s face and a woman’s passions—ready for fame, ripe for corruption.
HARKER—The great director, internationally praised, universally feared. A genius on the set—a monster in the bedroom.
TOMMY—He stands apart from their deadly games—until he suddenly wakes to find himself trapped in the 24-hour nightmare called Hollywood.
THE STAR STALKER is a searing, no-holds-barred novel that tells it the way it really is.

The Will to Kill (1954)
IT BEGAN WITH THIS:
“I came out of the blackout standing in our bedroom . . . standing there in the moonlight with the scissors glinting in my hand . . . standing over the body of Marie and looking at the place where those same scissors had cut her throat . . .”
IT ENDED WITH:
Women of the streets mutilated and slain, kids scared of their shadows, people staying off the streets and huddling behind doors and windows—a city gripped by fear!
AND ALWAYS THE QUESTION: “WAS I THE MANIAC KILLER?”

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