The Mireces worship the bloodthirsty Red Gods. Exiled from Rilpor a thousand years ago, and left to suffer a harsh life in the cold mountains, a new Mireces king now plots an invasion of Rilpor’s thriving cities and fertile earth. Read more
Braving the ice marshes, Brak seeks his fortune in fabled Khurdisan Of all the northern barbarians, none is more fearsome than Brak. Cast out by his tribe for daring to question their war-gods, he leaves the frozen north with plunder Read more
These are tales of the darkest fantasy.
“These are the literary spawn – bastards though some may be – of the stories that one would have read in the pages of Weird Tales, that venerated pulp magazine of the early part of the twentieth century. That pulp rag that birthed the stories of Robert E. Howard, August Derleth, Seabury Quinn, C. L. Moore, and many others.
These stories have percolated in those pages as well as through the fiction of Robert Bloch, Harlan Ellison, Fritz Leiber and Michael Moorcock. They have been steeped in heroic fantasy fiction, sword and sorcery, and outright horror.”
Jack Mackenzie’s tales of dark fantasy offer to tingle your spine, to fill you with the same old sense of blood and thunder of the sword-swinging tales in the best tradition of the grand old pulp magazines.
