Rose and Stanley are an elderly couple, the sort of neighbours you’d trust to feed your cat and water your plants while you’re away. Not the sort of people you’d imagine rutting like animals on your freshly laundered sheets the minute you’ve gone.
Books & Graphic Novels
Thanks for checking out my wares. If you’re here for something dark and debauched, that’s dripping with gore and drowning in lust, I won’t disappoint, but I can also promise you something thought provoking and more than a little imaginative.
If you don’t fancy the dark stuff, don’t worry, I’ve also written sci-fi, post apocalyptic fiction and even WWII espionage novels. Hopefully I can tempt you into grabbing one before you go ...
Jim Mcleod is on the run. He’s running from his responsibilities as a father, hiding out from his pregnant girlfriend and working as a groundskeeper in a rural graveyard. He’s running from a lifetime of guilt and bad decisions, but principally he’s running from the murderous entities that have possessed the very ground at his feet.
The Final Cut is a genre busting mash up of crime, horror and urban fantasy. An imaginative and thought provoking tale that explores our need to watch and make horror fiction, examining not just the medium, but the purpose of storytelling itself. Taking in everything from ancient myth, to modern atrocity, this novel will entrance, mystify and appall you in equal measures, haunting you long after you’ve reached the very last line.
In an East London lock up, two film makers, Jimmy and Sam, are duct taped to chairs and forced to watch a snuff film by Ashkan, a loan shark to whom they owe a lot of money. If they don’t pay up, they’ll be starring in the next one. Before the film reaches its end, Ashkan and all his men are slaughtered by unknown assailants. Only Jimmy and Sam survive the massacre, leaving them with the sole copy of the snuff film.
With a clever and inventive plot, The Final Cut proves this is one Bark with definite bite!Dave Jeffery, Screenwriter & Producer, VLM Productions
On a private island in the Caribbean business guru Doc Papa has reinvented the zombie as a role model for the super-rich. The world's business elite come to St Ignatius to study the Way of the Barefoot Zombie and interact with a captive colony of zombies. They live with them, dress like them and act like them in order to free their own inner zombies. Once they've learned to harness the zombie's single minded lust for blood nothing will stop them from making a killing on the global markets.
However, Doc Papa's plans for dominating the world's business arena go awry when the island is infiltrated by undercover operatives from the Zombie Liberation Front and a rogue priestess from Doc Papa's past. Real Voodoo and social satire collide in this gore drenched tale of greed and global profit.
When there's no room left in Hell, the dead will turn to crime.
Welcome to Atros City, where the dead stalk the lean streets, violin cases bulging with sub machine guns, hats pulled down to hide their rotting faces. No-one is safe from the chill hand of the Zombioso - the un-dead Mafia.
It’s 1930 and the whole of the US has gone dry. Papa Sang, head of the Zombioso, has gotten rich off sales of Ascension, a mystical drug that lets you visit Heaven, but his ambitions don’t stop there. He plans a hostile take over of the whole afterlife. All that stands in his way are two rogue angels, the head of the D.A.’s task force, a mystic crossroader and the Zombioso’s head enforcer Slackjaw Harris.
A word of caution gentle reader, these tales will take you places you’ve never been before and may never dare revisit. They’ll whisper truths so twisted you can only face them in the darkest hours of the night. They’ll unlock desires so decadent you’ll never wash their taint from your flesh.
All it takes is a single turn of the page and your taste in dark fiction will be transformed forever. So you have to ask yourself: ‘How daring do I feel...?’
... you’re never going to read something both horribly disgusting, and so brilliantly written, ever again. Ever.Colum McKnight – Dreadful Tales
… gory, twisted and very, very bloody…The British Fantasy Society
Cheating husband Ricardo could never keep it in his pants, and now it’s stuck in the worst possible place . His Mexican road trip becomes a nightmare straight out of urban legend when he agrees to take the wrong woman back over the border. A bolt of lightning sees him fused to his fellow cheater on a detour into the backwoods. Now he’s fighting wild beasts and raw nature just to stay alive in this dark comedy romance that blends erotic horror with black humour and extreme splatter.
And now... A warning!
Do not buy this book, gentle reader.
No really, we mean it. Move along, click away from this page and go look at some Dino porn instead. We’re not kidding. The only reason we published it is because award winning author Jasper Bark has got some serious dirt on us. Honestly, there’s no other reason to put out something this depraved.
BEWARE THE MARCH OF THE UNDEAD!
The masters of flesh-munchingly, gut-wrenchingly, eyeball-poppingly great zombie fiction bring you three more of the best stand-alone books from their critically-acclaimed Tomes of the Dead line.
WAY OF THE BAREFOOT ZOMBIE: What do you want? Wealth? Power? Influence? The Way of the Barefoot Zombie can get it for you! On the private island of St. Ignatius, Caribbean business guru Doc Papa guides your steps as you learn to harness the hunger and soulless drive of the noble zombie, even walking among the creatures themselves. What can go wrong?
As America lies bleeding, Native American Chief Hiamovi seeks to unite his people into a single nation capable of reclaiming the US from the white man. His growing army is on a collision course with cult leader Samuel Colt, who intends to put the country back in the iron grip of the once mighty Neo Clergy. The two men are set for a showdown at Little Bighorn, once site of Custer's legendary last stand, now a twisted nuclear landscape.
The fate of the battle may just be decided by Anna Bontraeger, rescued from a brothel by rogue scientist Matthew Greaves and taken on a perilous road trip across a devastated continent. Greaves and his small band have to get Anna to Little Bighorn before Colt or Hiamovi, so she can unlock the secrets that will save what remains of humanity and bring about a new dawn over Doomsday!
Berlin, 1945. Karl Fairburne is a member of an elite sniper corps, working for the American secret service deep behind enemy lines. Stalin's troops have overrun the city looking to seize control of the Nazi's nuclear secrets before their British and American allies.
SS General Helmstadt, head of the Nazi's nuclear programme, is defecting to Russia, but first he plans the ultimate act of vengeance for the defeat of the Third Reich. If he succeeds Russia will win the Cold War before it has even begun. Karl has one chance to stop him. A single sniper's bullet will change the course of history.
A hi-octane shoot 'em up set against an alternate historical background.
In the worst end of the galaxy, mutant bounty hunter Johnny Alpha and his companion chase an escaped felon across Miltonia: the only planet where mutants are the majority and normal human are the mistrusted minority. But when their quarry has the power to steal other mutant's identities, nothing is as it appears. Hard action and dark satire collide at the end of the galaxy.
Here be Monsters! They lurk and crawl and fly in the shadows of our mind. We know them from ancient legends and tales whispered by the campfire. They hide under the dark bridge, in the deep woods or out on the great plains, in the drizzling rain forest or out on the foggy moor, beneath the surface, under your bed. They don’t sparkle or have any interest in us except to tear us apart. They are the monsters! Forgotten, unknown, misunderstood, overused, watered down. We adore them still. We want to give them a renaissance, to reestablish their dark reputation, to give them a comeback, let the world know of their real terror.
Deep in the woods where wild things lurk you’ll find foxes and rarer creatures, the fae. Join us for tales of faeries at the bottom of the garden, foxes falling foul of their own nature, battles fought in the night where human lives hang in the balance. Not all faeries are good, not all foxes are hunted. Welcome to our Tales of the Fox & Fae.
Darkness, our most primitive fear since shadows first moved.
The Dark is coming!
Call your friends. No one should wander through the dark alone.
You will be taken back into the past, down to the depths of the ocean and across the borderline between our world and the next. You will see snapshots from the lives of small children, old-time cockney gangsters and aimless stoners. You will journey into the darkest house on the darkest street, wander hospital basements and take a flight in the comfort of first class. You will meet Mr Stix.
Come, rest your weary bones, draw a flagon and hark to the tales of Nuns & Dragons, of bravery and steadfastness in the face of mighty and implacable foes. Settle down and indulge yourself in wild flights of fancy brought to life by your fellow travellers.”
The Nun & Dragon is a local like no other – share in the wild and wonderful tellings of a gifted panoply of authors, tales replete with wonder, a liberal coating of mysticism, the odd splash of darkness and a sprinkling of grim humour.