They died sixty-three miles into the best day of their lives.
Jack Maxton—tall, blond, PhD-holding smart-ass—picks up his adopted little brother Nate from prison with a gift: a brand-new Indian Super Chief motorcycle and a cross-country road trip to celebrate freedom. Two brothers. Two bikes. Open highway. Ice-cold beers waiting down the road.
Then an 18-wheeler turns Highway 89 into a slaughterhouse.
Dead? Absolutely. Done? Not even close.
They wake up in a morgue run by Farnsworth—a chipper British "case manager" from the other side of eternity—who rebuilds them in stronger, faster, demon-detecting bodies and hands them a job description from Hell. Literally.
Hunt the entities hiding behind corporate logos, Armani suits, and surgical scrubs. Expose the nightmare. Send every last hell-spawn screaming back through the hole it crawled out of. Try not to get decapitated again.
The conspiracy Jack and Nate uncover in San Francisco—so depraved it makes actual Hell look like a corporate retreat—will test everything they are. Their brotherhood. Their faith. Their sanity.
From blood-soaked Chinatown alleys to neon-drenched strip-club exorcisms, from biker bar demon infestations to a medical center basement where the screaming never stops, Jack and Nate—along with the fierce Tabby and the awkwardly brilliant Curt—form the Knights Errant M/C and carve a path of shotgun justice, improvised holy relics, and snark sharp enough to shave a demon's horns.
Fair warning: underneath all the blood and profanity, these two idiot brothers actually love each other. It's disgusting. You'll probably cry. Don't say we didn't warn you.
A 21st-century Faustian biker bromance that collides with urban fantasy, grindhouse horror, and high-octane action—slinging the kind of gallows humor that would make Deadpool blush.
This book is for you if:
- You like your demons terrifying and your heroes foul-mouthed
- You think "heartfelt brotherly moment" and "Impalement Center" can coexist in the same book
- You've ever teared up during Supernatural and immediately pretended you didn't
- You want action, horror, humor, AND characters you actually give a damn about
Imagine the quick-wit chaos of Good Omens, the back-alley magic of Constantine, the brotherhood-in-leather vibe of Sons of Anarchy, and the monster-of-the-week momentum of Supernatural, all filtered through the hardboiled snark of The Dresden Files.
Over 500 pages of full-throttle demon-hunting mayhem. Graphic violence, adult language, and one honest shot at hope.
Book One in the Darkest Roads series. Book Two—Hell Drift—coming in May.
