I have a dark sense of humour, which pervades most of what I write. I'm dyslexic, which pervades most of what I write. My horror work is performed by Mark Wilhem / Frightening Tales. Pandora's Box of Infinite Stories is growing on Substack
Lord Der Ärzte - Gentleman Detective - How Coffee and Chocolate Almonds can be used as interrogation tools.
Chapter 6 – Coffee and Chocolate Almonds. A shaft of lightning smacked the ground in a resonating roar, illuminating the graveyard into an eery half-shadowed glow.
The Last Dragon - Bone Valley - How to apply dragon snot to a burnt derriere!
Chapter 6 Peekaboo, I see you! Kettle screamed in readiness. Without much fanfare, its silver whistle flipped off as the old black cast-iron steamer moved itself onto the cool wooden chopping block by the hob side.
- Top Story - November 2023
How to lay a complaint when you're dead. Lord Der Ärzte – Gentleman Detective
“Lord Der Ärzte, I hope this morning finds you in good health?” “Ah, Lieutenant, thank you. I am fighting fit.” His Lordship, who sat by the grand open window of the Bone Valley Gentlemens Club, placed his newspaper gently on the coffee table, then smiled at the standing Lieutenant and her two coppers.
- Top Story - October 2023
Hagars House of Hot RibsTop Story - October 2023
When asked to write a restaurant review, one first needs the time for the world to cease spinning before the proverbial pen is put to paper. Who knew after a night out I’d see the sun rise from the cold tiles of my bathroom floor? Maybe if I had known, I would never have entered ‘Hagar’s House of Hot Ribs’.
THE LAST DRAGON – BONE VALLEY
Sir Dri’ Asabone breathed deeply the sweet smell of rescue as the garage doors were pushed back into place behind him. Looking around at his wonderous sanctuary, he was quite impressed, “Oh, how ingenious, straw bales covered with metal and wood on wheels,” before reality hit him with its big stick, “What’s that god’s awful smell?” His nose twitched at the pungent and strange odour trapped inside of Torren’s underground garage/home as it sized up to the knight’s nostril hairs like two nightclub bouncers and began pushing them around.
Giving Sherlock a RUN (slow toddle) for his Money! - Lord Harold Der Artze - Gentleman Detective Chpt 3
“My good man.” Lord Der Ärzte jumped down from the driver’s seat of his black, shining open carriage, handing the reigns to a young officer who stood outside and under the blue light of Bakers Street’s police station. “Be a dear and help my Butler look after the horses.”