One for horror fans. Horribly inventive storytelling… At least I hope it’s inventive story telling, the research is a little too real. – Amazon Review
Set. in the modern-day, Wil is a werewolf. I know utter trope, but a different utter trope. The book is from his point of view, and he is an evil psychotic murdering killer who is not a guilt-torn, suffering individual. No, he loves being a monster and definitely has nothing to do with sparkly vampires.
This book is not for the faint of heart or the fragile of emotion. This is a brain-crushing, soul-wrenching, body-squirming, emotional wrecking depiction of what an amoral, primal, soul-less, unethical, unprincipled, unscrupulous, savage being does when it lives amongst humanity.
Wil is captured during a holiday in a warzone by the British Army.
They lock him up and interview him with the hope of getting him to work for them. This feeds his ego well, and he regales them with his past and how he became a werewolf. During this debrief, we learn of Fen, his Werewolf soul. How they met, and the bond that they have. Oh, and some of the murders and killing the duo have done.
We then see him given an opportunity to work for the service and go through his basic training. Wil finds he enjoys the job, and we see how much he loves being a sanctioned psycho.
He has a handler he only knows as the Chief, who did his initial debriefing and tries to limit the collateral damage to Wil’s jobs. Usually unsuccessfully.
Wil, who has been a bisexual player, meets his wife. He is more shocked than anyone as he does not know he has a wife. Through her, he meets his tribe and family and goes to meet them where they reside in Siberia. It does not go well. Most of his adventures do not go well.
I am warning you here. Anyone capable of enjoying this story is already teetering pretty close to the edge of the abyss.
Psychological and physical harm is all a part of my narrative. If this shit does not make you feel, then, well, you have no hope. Thank fuck. Hope is pointless.
Reading this will make you think of Nietzsche’s over-quoted tropey quote:
“Battle not with monsters, lest ye become a monster, and if you gaze into the abyss, the abyss also gazes into you.”
You will love or hate this story. You will be able to understand me, or you won’t. I could not care either way.
I would like to thank Fenrir Thorvaldsen for helping me with it and putting it out there.
He knew what was best for him in the end.