Tim Simpson

Brooklyn, 1950s. A city stained with corruption, where power is bought with blood and greed is more than just a vice—it’s a force.

Mr. Saltz—known only as The Undertaker—runs a funeral parlor with secrets hidden beneath every floorboard. Emotionless, tasteless, and cold by nature, Saltz disposes of bodies for the city's most powerful crime boss, Manford Van Johnson.

The Black Violet Agency is all that stands between the city and the shadows swallowing it whole. Operating from a hidden office beneath the L train, three women carry on the legacy of a fallen founder—facing corruption, murder, and conspiracies so deep they’re practically fossilized.

From the battlefields of the 1950s to the neon-lit skylines of tomorrow and the uncharted reaches of deep space, history bends and war rages. When an alien invasion ignites across New York, Detroit, and distant planets, survival means more than fighting—it means rewriting time itself.

Many of us have seen or been visited by folks calling themselves Jehovah's Witnesses. Most of us have slammed the door in the faces of these hard working young men and women....

What you are about to hear is a work of fiction; any names, living or dead, are a coincidence unless about. Even though this book deals with angels and demons engaging in conversation, the book is a representation of the spiritual world.

Roddy Stallone was supposed to be dead—erased by betrayal, rewritten by protocol, and buried beneath a dozen aliases. But legends don’t die. They disappear, reshape, and return when the world forgets the cost of silence.

High Queen Serita Hernandez has crushed Zorn’s rebellion and forged new alliances, but the galaxy’s balance teeters on a blade’s edge. The cunning and dangerous Queen Adonis Gold arrives at Serita’s table with promises of peace—and her own hidden agenda.

In a land where justice is a memory and vengeance carves the roads, one man walks the fog-wrapped edge of myth.

Welcome to Inverblaggard—where the goats are judgmental, the scones are strategic, and Christmas refuses to behave.

Every choice leaves a ghost. Every silence, a scar. Across fractured timelines where forgotten prophecies echo and names unspoken wield power, three wanderers are called by a signal that doesn’t belong to any world still standing.

From the rise of sovereign fire in Volume One, through the war-born collapse of empires in Volume Two, to the fractured heirs and machine-dominated future of Volume Three, this epic spans generations of rebellion, betrayal, and rebirth.

Drifting through the void aboard the last remnants of civilization, the Mothership stands as Earth’s final hope. But when a trusted scout vessel returns hijacked, and a brutal force storms its decks, chaos erupts in the stars.

In the twilight of the 19th century, reason begins to rot. Across fog-drenched moors, beneath the catacombs of Parliament, and within the haunted silence of museum vaults, ancient forces stir—unbound by time, myth, or law.

Dylan Shepherd confronts the shadows born from the missions he never wanted to survive. Jill Cunningham—once his ally, now his adversary—hunts the truth buried in his past and her bloodline. And Thread, the prototype daughter raised from regret and war, must decide whether to continue their legacy…

After exposing a government-run project, former journalist Carl Colvin retreats to the woods to write a book about women who kill. But when letters start arriving—each bearing photos of victims murdered in synchronicity with his abandoned chapters—Carl realizes this isn’t research.

In a land scorched by sun and stained by secrets, one man walks a path below the reach of law, hope, or mercy. William Cash—once sheriff, now a ghost in his own story—emerges from the ashes of Johnson’s Corner to confront the evil that festers beneath the soil.

She defied kings. She faced death. She shattered mirrors of her own soul. Now Luna Mars carries the echoes of the cosmos—and something else is listening.

Jake Stewart was never meant to be a hero. Once a passionate preacher, now a broken man haunted by past failures, he's caught between two worlds—one of light, the other of consuming darkness.

In the glow of twinkling lights and fresh-fallen snow, sometimes all it takes to change everything... is coming home. Harper Reed doesn’t do Christmas—not since ambition replaced sentiment and her Manhattan life left no room for mistletoe or memories.