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Tom Piccirilli





Tom Piccirilli


Born
in The United States
May 27, 1965

Died
July 11, 2015


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Average rating: 3.81 · 12,180 ratings · 1,602 reviews · 147 distinct works · Similar authors
Hellboy: Emerald Hell

4.37 avg rating — 1,124 ratings — published 2008 — 3 editions
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The Last Kind Words (Terrie...

3.66 avg rating — 1,378 ratings — published 2012 — 10 editions
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A Choir of Ill Children

3.75 avg rating — 1,241 ratings — published 2003 — 12 editions
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The Cold Spot (Cold, #1)

3.88 avg rating — 399 ratings — published 2008 — 12 editions
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Every Shallow Cut

3.96 avg rating — 319 ratings — published 2010 — 8 editions
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The Last Whisper in the Dar...

3.96 avg rating — 317 ratings — published 2013 — 4 editions
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The Midnight Road

3.54 avg rating — 317 ratings — published 2007 — 14 editions
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The Night Class

3.18 avg rating — 317 ratings — published 2000 — 7 editions
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The Coldest Mile (Cold, #2)

really liked it 4.00 avg rating — 230 ratings — published 2009 — 4 editions
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November Mourns

3.83 avg rating — 197 ratings — published 2005 — 7 editions
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“The Crone tires quickly and reaches out for the velvet draperies, sits on the divan, breathing heavily. She's too ancient to have a name any longer. When she coughs you can hear the ages rattling inside her shrunken frame. No human names can cling to her any more- they slip from her dusty shriveled flesh like a young girl's whimsies.”
Tom Piccirilli, A Choir of Ill Children

“Imagination is a cruel master to the jealous man.”
Tom Piccirilli, Frayed

“We move in spasms.”
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