EXTRAS

So you read our stories and you’re looking for more of us? Why? Did we not give you enough of ourselves, bleeding our issues all over your brain?

Fine. Whatever. What would you like to know? After all, we only exist to satisfy your craving for our angst.

Here’s the deal, though. If you haven’t read the books, buy them and read them. Right now! Cause this site’s all about spoilers. If you’re allergic to knowing what happens before it does, you probably shouldn’t venture further into our site here. There are spoilers everywhere.

Who we are. Kinda sorta. Not really. It doesn’t define us, no.

Our tortured childhoods and the stuff that’s just way too private to put out there for public consumption—but we will anyway. Because we’re nice that way.

Because everybody loves Bryce Kenard and wants to know how the church spawned such a lusty savage. Spoiler alert: It didn’t. It took a lusty English knight and his savage Scots wife.

When the 400-year-old self-taught sorcerer, the attorney guiding the mysticals, legends, fairy tales, monsters, demigods, and demons through mortal bureaucracy, isn’t seen as the wise elder of his community, but the help.

He really needs to produce another PowerPoint to remind them that he, with his mechanical magic, is far more destructive than they give him credit for.

Snuff
Dove in Snow
Satanic Cattle
Jolie Blon
John 3:16
Heavy on the Ice
Dog Food
Solsbury Hill
The Parable of the Sleeping Tiger
The Parable of the Daisy and the Rose
Allow Me to Introduce Myself
God is a terrible matchmaker.
The Sack of Rome