So I'm asking you, one lowlife to another, to take a measly five minutes out of your batshit crazy day and give me your two cents on my latest literary abomination. Your feedback is the only thing standing between me and a cardboard box under the overpass, and I'd be forever in your debt.

  If you're feeling generous, just click the link below and let 'er rip. Give it to me straight, no bullshit, no sugar-coating. I can take it. And who knows? Maybe your review will be the one that finally puts me on the map.

  Thanks for hearing me out, you glorious degenerates. Now if you'll excuse me, I've got a bottle of rotgut with my name on it and a few more chapters of pure, unfiltered insanity to pound out before the sun comes up.

  Stay wild, stay wicked, and never let the bastards grind you down.

  Books By N. P. Martin

  Ethan Drake Series

  BLACKSTAR (PREQUEL)

  INFERNAL JUSTICE

  BLOOD SUMMONED

  DEATH DEALERS

  BLACK MIRROR

  HELL PATROL

  INFERNAL VENGEANCE

  INFERNUM

  BLACK RAIN

  INFERNAL DESCENT

  RED VILLAGE

  NEON BLACK

  Deadson Confidential Trilogy

  INFERNAL LAISONS

  DEATH CULT

  DRAGON BLOOD

  Gods And Monsters Series

  SINISTER MAGIC

  OTHERWORLD MAGIC

  SHADOW MAGIC

  HELLFIRE MAGIC

  WILDCARD MAGIC

  ROCKSTAR MAGIC

  Wizard’s Creed Series

  CRIMSON CROW

  BLOOD MAGIC

  BLOOD DEBT

  BLOOD CULT

  BLOOD DEMON

  Nephilim Rising Series

  HUNTER’S LEGACY

  DEMON’S LEGACY

  HELL’S LEGACY

  DEVIL’S LEGACY

  About The Author

  Alright, freaks and geeks, let me introduce you to Neal Martin, the twisted puppetmaster of dark fantasy and horror. He doesn't just write stories; he drags you kicking and screaming into a world where magic is as real as the blood in your veins, where occult forces lurk in every shadow, and where the monsters under your bed are just the opening act. And the characters? They're not your grandma's fairy tale heroes. They're the kind of badass, take-no-prisoners motherfuckers that'll haunt your dreams and leave you begging for more.

  For Neal, this isn't just some cushy dream job. It's his fucking lifeblood, the thing that sets his black little heart racing faster than a speedfreak on a three-day bender. He doesn't just write these stories; he lives and breathes them, pouring his twisted soul onto every goddamn page.

  But don't think for a second that Neal's just another pretty face behind a keyboard. No, this fucker's walked the walk. He's been a professional asskicker, a bone-breaker, a wall-slinger, and a bullshit peddler. He's worn more hats than a paranoid schizophrenic at a tinfoil convention. But now he's found his true calling, the one thing that fits him like a second skin: the writer's hat.

  When Neal's not busy conjuring up new ways to make you piss your pants in terror, he's just a regular family man, playing house with his old lady and his little hellspawn in their cozy little slice of suburban paradise in Northern Ireland.

  If you want to stay up to date on all of Neal's latest mind-fuckery, sign up for his newsletter. And if you're feeling brave, look him up on social media. Just don't say I didn't warn you.

  N.P. MARTIN NEWSLETTER

  Remember, kiddies, the safest place to explore the darkness is between the pages of a book. But with Neal Martin as your guide, even that might not be enough to save your sorry ass. Happy reading, and may God have mercy on your souls.

 

 

  N.P. Martin, Haunted

 

 

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