Ciaran stared into the sludgy expanse of No-Man’s Land, the distant artillery flashes as the only source of light. A year at the front...

Corporal Jameson pressed the butt of his Tommy gun into his shoulder as he crested the ridge of the hill. Smoking shrapnel sizzled in the...

Since I’m a corporate shill who runs their life on financial quarters, it might be fun to do a little run down of my favourite books in Q3

Charity is one of the greatest virtues. That is what Temperance Smith had been taught all his life but when he shares his lunch with a weary

Yellow grass scrunched underfoot as they passed the monastery. The sun’s heat bore down on them, drenching their clothes with sweat. The...

James shuffled along a dirt road through the wilderness. Road stretched for miles ahead of him, those ancient cobbles the only sign of...