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Frank exists in the less than caring Olympus Retirement Care Home for the Elderly and Infirm. Daily tormented by Kevin his one to one helper, he is often left in his wheelchair to fend for himself in the back garden plagued by a mist of biting midges. Without family or friends he prays every evening for death to release him from his purgatory but every morning he wakes disappointed. When he is selected by a nefarious organisation for an experimental brain transplant he is without concern; that is until he finds himself transformed into the body of a mechanical spider on a mission to save ...

Do you ever wonder what happened to the missing link between ape and man, or what Aliens do to their abductees? Do you worry yourself sick about global conspiracy? Well, worry no more. In this semi-secret biography, the author can explain everything. The family Robinson are known to officialdom as trailer trash, hillbillies or rednecks. They are not special, in fact they are a nuisance and everybody hates them. This has always been the case, or it was, until the Alien race known in professional circles as ‘shape shifting reptilian humanoids,’ intent on world domination, changed all that...

Few cared about the dilapidated house they called Dunfallow. Fewer still cared about it’s future or it’s past. The surveyor would knock it down, the architect, resurrect it, but neither would have gone near it, should they have known about the demonic power that lurked within. With the arrival of Sarah, a young woman escaping from her dead beat, drunken husband, the house stirs, sensing another victim to add to its tally. Sarah, however, proves stronger than the house’s incumbents’ could have imagined and a deadly battle of wills ensues.

Dark City offender R303, you have been found guilty of the charges brought before this court. It is my duty to sentence you to death under Section 2A of the Pangropolis Criminal Amendment Act 2118. However, should you accept the most generous offer of joining sector 3, Special Penal Battalion, your sentence will be commuted to eighteen years. What say you? So begins an almost certain death-sentence in itself, a journey to a remote planet across the vast emptiness of space, where R303 and his unhappy band of felons wake from cryosleep to find an all but deserted planet. They are ordered to ...

Summertime, and the living is easy. So said George Gershwin, but he wasn’t having the kind of summer that faced Jacob James Fortescue. The sun is high, the birds are singing and Mr Fortescue, grumpy at the best of times, has just been diagnosed with a brain tumour. His mood isn’t improved when his driving licence is seized, and his long-awaited road trip in a brand-new camper van must be postponed.Undeterred, he advertises for a driver and the ensuing events and circumstances, way beyond his control, propel him through a series of hilarious misadventures with a young woman escaping a ...

When PC Sally Burton is called to the scene of a routine suicide it seems like the perfect case for her – routine. Sally’s no high-flier, just a regular bobby working in a small local force on the Yorkshire coast, yet it doesn’t take her long to suspect that the woman, lying dead at the bottom of a cliff, didn’t jump at all. As she digs deeper into the case, whilst struggling against the tide of other tragic, violent and sometimes comical events, she uncovers a terrible secret pertaining to her Jane Doe. A frightening cat and mouse investigation turns into a battle of survival, one ...

That which is not dead will not rest nor lie. And with the strange passing of aeons, the petty affairs of men are of little consequence to the Old Ones, providing they have their fair share of sacrificial souls on which to feed. Blaise is a lowly policeman, tasked with patrolling a huge rural beat where everything appears, on the surface at least, idyllic. That’s until he’s seen the carcasses of the dogs, found in the woods, mutilated and drained of blood. And now humans are disappearing too and there’s talk of witchcraft, a folklore, long-thought dead with the execution of the last ...

Geoff is a liar, a cheat and a fraud, making a living as a spiritual medium by searching the dustbins of his would-be clients for clues about their lifestyle. His unethical approach gives him access to a nice little earner, till his method of predicting the fortune of others spectacularly backfires. During one of his night-time forays, he discovers the dismembered body of a young woman wrapped in a black bin-liner. It's too late to decline his moral obligation to the dead woman and in searching for her past he becomes aware of the mysterious disappearance of many more of the city's miss-...

As Ken Burrows sat at his battered desk contemplating the tolling bell of print journalism’s decline and his own imminent retirement, he recalled the mysterious dead man, found at the base of Skimmington’s War Memorial so many years ago. He’d been young, handsome and some mother’s son, and yet, when the police removed his clothing, they discovered that all identifying labels had all been cut away. Found in the man’s pockets was a strange collection of possessions that only served to deepen the mystery, and when the pathologist determined that the man had been poisoned, the story ...

Johnny’s a two-bit dealer at the Palm Tree casino, a pig-in-a-poke establishment with pretensions to the Las Vegas Strip. He’s ambitious and wants more than just a measly promotion to that of a pit-boss, after all, he does have an A-Level in biology. Stationed at the blackjack table, late into a boozy Thursday evening, he eavesdrops a sure-fire commercial venture proposed by a Rolex wearing big-player, and Johnny wants a piece of the action. He secures a line of dodgy credit from a sharp-tooth and embarks on the biggest gamble of his life so far, investing in the stock of a newly formed...

John could give up drinking to the limits of his dangerously anti-social levels; but he's no quitter. Expectations run low for our functioning drunk, acutely aware that sobriety brings with it a certain duty of care and obligation to 'do the right thing,' that drunkenness does not. With the easy conscience of a man swimming in a butt of whisky our hero embarks upon a 'fishy' burglary in order to finance his friend Lady Hester's madcap search for Alexander the Greats' lost treasure. Along with his faithful buddy Tom, the three set off to Rhodes, Greece, deluded and undeterred in their quest ...

John would drink responsibly, if only the circumstances would allow. The misunderstanding at the Art Gallery, the sea rescue, the séance involving the use of Magic Mushrooms, the car crash and a ghost to boot, all conspire to prevent him from facing up to his fear of sobriety and the responsibilities that would bring. It's not funny and certainly not clever to drink to excess and by reading Any Seaside Town you will see why. Take a seedy, bleary, leery trip into the world of three friends desperate to break out of their cycle of self destruction, desperation and hopelessness. You will have...