Doom Absolute

We all die –it’s inevitable.

But what if you were offered the chance to come back? Change your ways, live life to the full, do all the things you wanted to do?

Alma is gifted that chance, and she takes it without question. Barely in her teens, her life cruelly cut short in a world even more cruel. She seizes that opportunity with both hands, jumps in with reckless youthful abandon, waves away the small print. Thank you very much.

Now, trapped between the world of the dead and the living she races against the clock, stalked by supernatural forces and even the enemies responsible for her demise –to fulfil her contract before it’s too late and is dragged kicking and screaming to the place with no way out, for the rest of time.


Cover for Heretic by R T Worth

The smoke and dust settle, and the fires go out.

Alma leads a normal life; it’s what she’d always wanted. Blending in with others her age, she could be just a regular girl; phoning her friends, tormenting boys, not caring about the little things. A far cry from the girl that helped bring down the skyscraper of a mega-conglomerate, that wriggled out the world of the dead by the skin of her teeth and defy Algor Mortis.

Now it’s a different kind of problem. Her new school, rife with bullies, picking on her and her friends because they’re different. Intent on causing misery. But she won’t have it; they’re messing with the wrong girl. All this to worry about and still her powers won’t leave her alone, still the freak in her itching to get out, no matter how hard she tries to forget.

Those she defied haven’t forgotten the name Alma. She might have defeated them, vanished somehow with her companions from right under their noses, but they can’t forget. Won’t forget.

The smoke and dust have settled, and the fires may have gone out. But revenge was always a dish best served cold.


Cover for O'Dusara by R T Worth

The city of Efika is sabotaging TransAn Company; destroying arms imports and crippling the mega-conglomerate financially, leaving it now after several strikes staring into the abyss. At the head of the city’s secret organisation is Templar Isthmo, a passionate and sometimes head-strong young man who lost his parents during the infamous Scarlet Magray march. The active rebels in the city look to him as a pillar of strength. His responsibilities don’t stop there, however. With his other hand, he defends the city from the growing threat of Dusani at their borders, leading the Valley Guard Volunteers into the night to repel the ominous wild folk who inch ever closer to the city boundaries. The monsters have no mercy for any poor soul caught in the wild after dark. But Templar knows no mercy either; any monster caught in his headlights will be executed without a second thought. Little does he know of the war coming…the war he unwittingly starts.

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