His charges safely (but not happily) home, Elliot seeks a familiar barstool and more honest company. But the night isn't done with him yet. Not by a long shot.
The city of Neppon drifts through the shallows, where the walls circling the mortal realm are thin. Here the daemons gather out of the surrounding night, drawn by its promise of candle flame warmth.
As the election for the city's mayoral office approaches, one man stands head and shoulders above the other candidates. His reputation is as a bastion for all that is good and honest, in a world beset from all sides by horrors. But Jaret Roscan carries a secret. A secret that could bring ruin to his political career, and chaos to his beloved city.
One person carries the key to his salvation. The question is, will they come forward in his hour of need?
Harlem's Deck; a story in instalments. Keep your hand close to your chest...
Read if you enjoy the books of Jon Courtney Grimwood, playing DMC or watching the films of Greg Araki and Gus Van Sant. Fans of Ms Manson (Marilyn) or Ms Stefani might also join in, as might those who like a good fetish night.
About the Author
An adopted Mancunian (I've been here since just after the Millennium), I live with my husband and three rescue cats. In my Clark Kent guise I don glasses and scrubs for the NHS. When not doing this I write fiction that might best be described as urban fantasy with a healthy dash of yaoi (look it up). My vices are good books, cute guys and cookies, not necessarily in that order.