Splatterpunk

“Hi, my name is Cameron, but my friends call me Cam. And… I am a pedophile.” Cameron was living his life just fine. He had his family, his friends, and an occasional date with whoever was willing to, to keep up the facade. His life is turned upside down when he has an epiphany and wants to do something good in life. High on his savior complex, he signs a contract that forces him to speak at an event, where he tells his biggest secret to the audience. Cameron is a pedophile, but no one knows. As the day of his reveal comes closer, Cameron wants a way out, but the organization refuses his departure. He is the main event. Everything goes to shit when he decides to confide in his best friend when he realizes he has no other option. His best friend Jester fixes his problem, but now Cam owes him, and Jester’s coming to collect… This is an Extreme Horror Novel. Consider this a warning for everything. 18+.

From the author of The Communion Ingest Me & Ingest Me, too, and The Apex Prey trilogy comes Distorted Metamorphosis. Dr. Eleanor Rudence, addressed as just Nora by her male peers, is accepted into a penitentiary institution to begin her research on the psychology of criminals who have assaulted minors. The facility is renowned for its wonderful work in rehabilitating inmates, or so they claim, and due to her own history, Nora needs to get a deeper understanding of such individuals. Nora is paired with Arthur, a witty and charming man, and she falls... hard, despite the reasons he is in there. She tumbles down a rabbit hole, one she won’t be able to claw her way out of... This Extreme Horror. Consider this a warning for everything. 18+

Famed for being the baker who stuffed her pies with the flesh of Sweeney Todd's victims, Margery Lovett has long been in the demon barber of Fleet Street's diabolical shadow. But what led a woman who began life as a hard-working butcher's daughter to such distasteful crimes? Famed for being the baker who stuffed her pies with the flesh of Sweeney Todd's victims, the notorious Mrs Lovett has long been in the diabolical shadow of Fleet Street's murderous barber. But what could lead a woman who began life as a hard-working butcher's daughter to such distasteful crimes? When young Margaret Evans' skill with the knife and saw brings her to the attention of a well-to-do doctor in early Victorian London, she is whisked from the offal-streaked streets of Whitechapel and installed in his Highgate home as a maid and sometime medical assistant. And thus begins a hellish journey straight out of the penny dreadfuls of the day – one in which Margaret must employ all her wit and resourcefulness to avoid the clutches of crazed anatomists, sinister child-snatchers and the seemingly all-seeing gentlemen freemasons who seek to take away her liberty. Nobody can keep an East End butcher's daughter down though. When, by nefarious means, she takes ownership of a little Fleet Street pie shop, and discovers the sinister barber who plies his trade upstairs takes the name of his cutthroat razor a little too literally, Margaret finds a way to turn the situation to her advantage. But with so many of the gentlemen who've come to Todd's parlour in search of a shave disappearing without trace, how long can she keep herself from suffering the same deadly fate?

PATCHWORK is a gruesome romance from the twisted author behind Sick B\stards and The Octopus Trilogy*!When an accident robs his wife of her beauty, a twisted husband ensures she remains beautiful by giving her the faces of pretty women he picks up from the bars. Until the rot sets in, she will wear their faces and her confidence will come back ten-fold. And, when the rot sets in, her husband is already there, waiting with another face for his love... But how long can this arrangement continue once the guilt of their situations starts eating him alive?

Bart is thirty. He is bald. He is overweight. He wears glasses. He is a fry cook. He hates cats. And kids. Bart occasionally does very bad things. He is looking for his perfect match. He has done his research.