Tim Simpson

Welcome to Inverblaggard—where the goats are judgmental, the scones are strategic, and Christmas refuses to behave.

What if the future remembered you before you were born? Vera was never meant to lead. Crafted from Anthemis legacy and buried code, she was designed to obey—until she chose not to. Now, in the ashes of Sulen’s war-torn vaults, whispers of her final stand echo across the galaxy.

In the twilight of the 19th century, reason begins to rot. Across fog-drenched moors, beneath the catacombs of Parliament, and within the haunted silence of museum vaults, ancient forces stir—unbound by time, myth, or law.

Mr. Saltz—known only as The Undertaker—runs a funeral parlor with secrets hidden beneath every floorboard. Emotionless, tasteless, and cold by nature, Saltz disposes of bodies for the city's most powerful crime boss, Manford Van Johnson.

Many of us have seen or been visited by folks calling themselves Jehovah's Witnesses. Most of us have slammed the door in the faces of these hard working young men and women....

The Black Violet Agency is all that stands between the city and the shadows swallowing it whole. Operating from a hidden office beneath the L train, three women carry on the legacy of a fallen founder—facing corruption, murder, and conspiracies so deep they’re practically fossilized.

Let me begin by saying I am passionate about history. I love the lifestyles of the bygone eras. I love how tough and yet how simple life was. Sleeping under the stars was a regular life for some. Traveling the lands was the life for others....

Drifting through the void aboard the last remnants of civilization, the Mothership stands as Earth’s final hope. But when a trusted scout vessel returns hijacked, and a brutal force storms its decks, chaos erupts in the stars.

From the battlefields of the 1950s to the neon-lit skylines of tomorrow and the uncharted reaches of deep space, history bends and war rages. When an alien invasion ignites across New York, Detroit, and distant planets, survival means more than fighting—it means rewriting time itself.

She defied kings. She faced death. She shattered mirrors of her own soul. Now Luna Mars carries the echoes of the cosmos—and something else is listening.

Brooklyn, 1950s. A city stained with corruption, where power is bought with blood and greed is more than just a vice—it’s a force.

Roddy Stallone was supposed to be dead—erased by betrayal, rewritten by protocol, and buried beneath a dozen aliases. But legends don’t die. They disappear, reshape, and return when the world forgets the cost of silence.

Dracula has risen, the world as it is known is over. With the countess out of the way, he precedes to exact revenge on the entire world....

What is real? In doing this study, I asked God to confirm The Book of Mormon to me. Instead, he started revealing its falsehood to me....

High Queen Serita Hernandez has crushed Zorn’s rebellion and forged new alliances, but the galaxy’s balance teeters on a blade’s edge. The cunning and dangerous Queen Adonis Gold arrives at Serita’s table with promises of peace—and her own hidden agenda.

What you are about to hear is a work of fiction; any names, living or dead, are a coincidence unless about. Even though this book deals with angels and demons engaging in conversation, the book is a representation of the spiritual world.

Cash Hollow: It is a short strip of road nestled between hills cutting through between two streets, Lake View and Austin springs. I grew up in the heart of the '80s; that was my era and, in my opinion, one of the best times for a young man to grow up....

Tony Rossi was an Italian kid growing up on the streets of Chicago in the 1920s. His father is sick; his mother is working herself to death to care for three children, yet all Tony can think about is becoming an entertainer, an actor, a Star!

In this study of the Seventh Day Adventists, you can determine if this the church for you, or if it is a cult that has pulled God's people away from his word, and set them on a path to damnation....

In a land where justice is a memory and vengeance carves the roads, one man walks the fog-wrapped edge of myth.