Release Date: January 22, 2016
Hades stood in front of the abandoned warehouse a couple of miles away from the one he’d set Scar on fire in. Wendigo on his left, Viper on his right. Cracker not far from him, while Witch twitched in excitement behind Hades. These were his boys, the ones who would go to Hell with him, bust every bitch down there, and stand by Hades’ side as he claimed the throne for himself.
The bitter taste of his own blood filled his mouth from biting his lip—fuckin’ Scar should have been here too, this went motherfuckin’ deeper than Hades had first thought. And Hades was gonna get Scar out of prison, he was going to go on his fuckin’ knees and beg his brother for forgiveness. And still plant a fist in your cunty face for not being honest with your brothers.
Scar could have told Hades the Russians were holding his lover as ransom, part of their plan to get Hades’ ass into the Big House and out of the way.
The Russians had gone too fuckin’ far. For some reason, the fuckin’ swine thought they could fuck with whoever they wanted and that everyone should tremble in their presence. They didn’t do fuckin’ Barney and Friends with the other crime lords, they were too busy making enemies. Khaiton was clawing at Hades’ balls, scratching it where it wasn’t even motherfuckin’ itching, in a whole new fucked-up way. Hades had a lot to do before he could put those fuckin’ pigs out of their miserable existence.
His chest pulled painfully tight as he closed his eyes, reflecting on the past two days of sheer hell, aside from him being a screwed-up mess of worry, emotions and fuckin’ revelations and shit. Hades didn’t think his heart could rupture again. It had. Fucking blew the shards of scrap metal Beo’s train wreck had imbedded in Hades’ stapled-together-heart and ripped them right the fuck out when he’d opened that apartment door.
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They come to me in the night, creeping into my head. Their voices are all different, their stories all dissimilar, but they keep saying the same thing…
“Show us, tell us, bring us into your world, and make us known.”
Then I sit and they take over. They tell their tales of love, loss and sinister misfortune. Not all of them get a happy ending, but they are pleased when their part is written.
I sometimes find myself lost in my own mind; a world very similar to our own yet so different. Things don’t go bump in the night— they squeal and crawl under your skin, making you grind your teeth, and making your stomach turn over and putting your nerves on edge. Then there’s the drama. Oh, the drama!
Wulf Francú Godgluck hails from South Africa. His work is not for the faint-hearted! In his books you'll find... all the beasties with their nasty claws and teeth, and some you didn't even know existed.
But the monsters aren't all real. Some live inside us. Who knows what he will make you discover about yourself, lurking in your heart, behind the closed walls in the deep, black recesses where no light penetrates? Wulf will steal your heart and never give it back. More than likely, he'll pin it to the wall with a bobbypin and sit there sipping his tea while you writhe and squeal on the floor...
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