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AVAILABLE BOOKS FROM THE TWISTED ROADS
LATEST RELEASES
2020TOO BOOK FOUR
You hold in your hands a piece of a puzzle far grander than you could ever know. For scrawled in blood upon the pages are stories twisted twenty in all, soaked in the embers of my insanity. A winner, a loser, a sex toy, a fake. Mirrored reflections, and a funeral or two. Death and division, humanity askew. So take a moment, five minutes is all, to venture into madness on a road built for one.
2020TOO BOOK THREE
You hold in your hands a piece of a puzzle far grander than you could ever know. For scrawled in blood upon the pages are stories twisted twenty in all, soaked in the embers of my insanity. A thrust, a kick, a sex toy, a fake. Mirrored reflections, and a funeral or two. Death and division, humanity askew. So take a moment, five minutes is all, to venture into madness on a road built for one.
2020TOO BOOK TWO
You hold in your hands a piece of a puzzle far grander than you could ever know. For scrawled in blood upon the pages are stories twisted twenty in all, soaked in the embers of my insanity. A thrust, a kick, a butcher, a snake. Mirrored reflections, and a funeral or two. Death and division, humanity askew. So take a moment, five minutes is all, to venture into madness on a road built for one.
UPCOMING RELEASES
IT'S NOT A NORMAL FRIDAY 13TH 2022
Find encased in this book 24 tales tainted with the sour moon of a pox ridden Friday mashed up against 24 ill tasting pieces of prose written to tantalize and repulse.
​So open the pages, and leap inside the darkness we bring to you, for it is better to volunteer than it is to be chosen...
2020TOO BOOK FIVE
You hold in your hands a piece of a puzzle far grander than you could ever know. For scrawled in blood upon the pages are stories twisted twenty in all, soaked in the embers of my insanity. A thrust, a kick, a sex toy, a fake. Mirrored reflections, and a funeral or two. Death and division, humanity askew. So take a moment, five minutes is all, to venture into madness on a road built for one.
2020TOO BOOK SIX
You hold in your hands a piece of a puzzle far grander than you could ever know. For scrawled in blood upon the pages are stories twisted twenty in all, soaked in the embers of my insanity. A winner, a loser, a butcher, a snake. Mirrored reflections, and a funeral or two. Death and division, humanity askew. So take a moment, five minutes is all, to venture into madness on a road built for one.
BREADCRUMBS TO MADNESS 5
The brief was simple, I had 24 hours to write a 100 word story. When the dust settled I was left with 24 short stories that had no place to call home. So I posted them on my blog, and then from the breadcrumbs I created the slightly enlarged, twisted short stories you’ll find inside.
2020TOO BOOK SERIES
You hold in your hands a piece of a puzzle far grander than you could ever know. For scrawled in blood upon the pages are stories twisted twenty in all, soaked in the embers of my insanity. Five minutes to glimpse inside the eyes of someone new, five minutes to wonder, five minutes to dance, five minutes to do almost anything. A winner, a loser, a sex toy, a fake. A thrust, a kick, a butcher, a snake. Death and division, humanity askew. A belfry of bats, a sea of black cats, so many moments out there to see, so many things you could see with me. So take a seat beside me and call it voodoo, because now you ride with me too…
2020 BOOK SERIES
You hold in your hands a piece of a puzzle far grander than you could ever know. For scrawled in blood upon the pages are stories twisted twenty in all, soaked in the embers of my insanity. Five minutes to glimpse inside the eyes of someone new, five minutes to answer, five minutes to sin, five minutes to do almost anything. A god, a demon, a harlet, a whore. A fascist, a killer, a sinner, a door. Death and division, humanity askew. A belfry of bats, a sea of black cats, so many moments out there to see, so many things you could see with me. So take a seat beside me and call it voodoo, because now you ride with me too…
BREADCRUMBS TO MADNESS
The brief was simple, I had 24 hours to write a 100 word story. When the dust settled I was left with 24 short stories that had no place to call home. So I posted them on my blog, and then from the breadcrumbs I created the slightly enlarged, twisted short stories you’ll find inside.
IT'S NOT A NORMAL FRIDAY 13TH
For countless eons darkness has encapsulated the 13th Friday of whatever chosen month in it's soiled bosom. No month is sacred from the profanity of the days evil touch, and now so is the twisted roads we ride on together.
Find encased in this book 24 tales tainted with the sour moon of a pox ridden Friday mashed up against 24 ill tasting pieces of prose written to tantalize and repulse.
So open the pages, and leap inside the darkness we bring to you, for it is better to volunteer than it is to be chosen...
A TWISTED HALLOWEEN
Step inside the madness as these 31 short stories send you on a journey of insanity, lost in the fevered dreams of a challenge that lived well past its life span. But don't be fooled, for this is a HALLOWEEN lost on the twisted roads of my madness, and it takes more than a sure footed saint to step inside, without kissing your arse goodbye.
A TWISTEDLY JOLLY CHRISTMAS
You hold in your hands a piece of a puzzle far grander than you could ever know. For scrawled in blood upon the pages are stories twisted thirty-one in all, soaked in eggnog and Christmas lore. Five minutes to glimpse inside the eyes of someone new, five minutes to ponder, five minutes to sing, five minutes to do almost anything. A tree, a elf, a reindeer, a doomsday. A fat man, a chimney, a sack, a sleigh. Mirrored reflections, a present or two. Death and division, humanity askew. A sock stuffed with coal, underpants up a flagpole, so many moments out there to see, so many things you could see with me. So take a seat beside me and call it voodoo, because now you ride the sleigh with me too…
A TWISTED KISS ON NEW YEARS EVE
Tomorrow will be another day, but tonight we party like it is the end of the world! But dear reader, don’t be afraid of what is before you. For in these pages sits 31 stories broken and twisted, dismembered from their bodies and reassembled intricately, as life is taken and given, leaving them to resemble something that was never meant to be.
DARK STARS
Follow the adventures of Zander Kane and the crew of the star ship Betha.
DARK STARS - FIRELIGHT
Zander Kane was once a trusted and highly decorated general for the United Federation, that was until the day Kane betrayed not only his own race, but his own flesh and blood to join The Dark Collective, so he could be with the woman he loved. Now he rides stardust and slipstreams, captaining the star ship Betha, fighting for the Dark Collective in hope of one day freeing the worlds from the Federations ruling grasp. Follow the adventures of Kane as he not only races through the stars, but also beyond them. For the dark does not just exist in between the stars, it is in them
DISMEMBERED TALES & ENTRAILS
You hold in your hands a piece of a puzzle far grander than you could ever know. For scrawled in blood upon the pages are stories twisted thirty-one in all, soaked in the embers of my insanity. Five minutes to glimpse inside the eyes of someone new, five minutes to ponder, five minutes to sing, five minutes to do almost anything. A peasant, a zombie, a robot, a war. A kiss, a witch, a titan, a roar. Mirrored reflections, a funeral or two. Death and division, humanity askew. A belfry of bats, a sea of black cats, so many moments out there to see, so many things you could see with me. So take a seat beside me and call it voodoo, because now you ride with me too…
POEMS FOR...
Nothing is more broken than the prose written by man at his worst. So why not venture down the rabbit hole of insanity, and dance with us in our twisted mess.
POEMS FOR THE BITTER END
Welcome to the bitter end of all things, our time is done, this world, this life, this very existence we have so pathetically wasted, is now at its crescendo. So, before the light fades, sit back and immerse yourself in all that was, and ever will be, with 44 poems that will ease your journey into the nirvana of nothingness, and lead you towards the light, through the twisted eye of madness…
POEMS FOR THOSE WHAT HAVE SINNED
Face the truth, for there is no saviour coming to wash your deepest sins away, instead there is only the madness of what you have done. So, why not join us as we sell our already rotten souls to the highest bidder and enjoy 44 twisted poems soaked in the blood of the innocent. What do you have to lose that is not already lost?
POEMS FOR THE JILTED LOVER
It's time for those of broken heart to rise and claim what is theirs, to strive and purge the beast from within, or from out there. Join us as we're once again stuck between two shards of glass with 44 deranged poems of love pushed over the edge, and onto, the twisted roads of madness...
POEMS FOR THOSE ABOUT TO DIE
Delve through the darkness, as we bring you 44 poems carved in the skin of its host, on a journey towards self-discovery, where the monster is not an unknown beast haunting the shadows, but hiding deep within who we are. Come, join us in death, so the truth will let us see, who we really are...
TWISTED ANTHOLOGIES
Join us where it all started, hot from the yearly challenge that twisted reality...
TWISTED ROADS VOLUME ONE - AN ANTHOLOGY OF TWISTED TALES
The world is a twisted globe, spinning round and round, allowing light to breathe life onto its weary bones. But where there's light, there's always darkness, and hiding in the shadows are things our imagination cannot even begin to understand. So buckle up and venture forward on a journey through thirty-one short stories that will take you through the veil of sanity and onto the twisted roads.
TWISTED ROADS VOLUME TWO - ANOTHER ANTHOLOGY OF TWISTED TALES
It's time to venture back into the darkness with another thirty-one demented tales of the wickedness that infects us all, a muddy collection of stories intertwined by a sickness that knows no end, and gives no reprieve.
So prepare for another ride as we once again drive headlong down the roads of madness, where your trust is never to be given away lightly, as no one is who, or what they seem.
TWISTED ROADS VOLUME THREE - AN ANTHOLOGY OF MORE TWISTED TALES
If it is the things that crawl in the dead of night you wish to see, then look no further for here you have found it here, where the very walls of the world you inhabit grow teeth and bite.
So, sit down and bear witness to thirty-one tales of weirdness, while the roads that ever twist, grab at you, like hands from the other side, trying to drag you down into their endless pit of madness.