All lies lead to the truth…and death if you’re not careful. My name is Damion Deadson, and I was just your average reporter until the day I put two and two together and came up with evil. A reluctant paranormal investigator, I couldn’t stop tripping over the unusual even if I wanted to. And for all my efforts of seeking the truth…ridicule follows me like the plague. Right now, I’m chasing down a demonic incubus who’s murdering women all over town. I’ve also run afoul of a murderous cult, and my sister is missing, all of which threatens to knock me off the wagon…again. Violence, betrayal, and impossible choices lie ahead for me…but only if I stay alive long enough to face them. And even then, it might be too late to save everyone…myself included.

Sometimes human places create inhuman monsters… Since my run in with the degenerate tech billionaire, Martin Phillips, things have gone to shit. The dread witch Morganna still has Zee imprisoned in her staff, my sister is missing, I've run afoul of a murderous cult, and I fell off the wagon to boot. Now it’s just a question of which one kills me first, the smack or my enemies. At this point, death would be a blessing…

Come not between the dragon and his wrath… I wish someone had told me that before I took it upon myself to hunt down the dragons who have ruled the world from the shadows for centuries. Oh, did I not mention dragons rule the world? Well, they do. And their rule is, well…draconian—silent despots who have turned humanity into unwitting slaves. But not for much longer if I can help it. For I have teamed up with the one and only Ethan Drake, whose fearsome reputation for violence precedes him. Now, we are on a mission to discover the identity of the invading monsters so we can take them down and put an end to their insidious reign of terror. Since the dragons are about to put into place a long held nefarious plan, everything is at stake now. If they succeed, they will turn the whole of humanity into nothing more than soulless automatons whose only purpose is to serve the will of their dragon masters. But I also have a personal reason for stopping the dragons—my sister, who is still struggling to banish the darkness that has infected her. If she wins her fight against the evil in her, I want to be around to be her brother again. Despite all this, I can’t help thinking of what a wise person once said: Do not meddle in the affairs of dragons, for you are crunchy and good with ketchup. All I can say is, if it comes to it, I hope they choke on me.