Japanese Gods robbed the Devil. She sends a fallen angel to clean them up. Yakuza has moved into New York, and soon afterward, the Devil gets robbed. She immediately hires me, Lucas, to catch the thief and to retrieve what she considers hers. She gives me three days. That isn't a lot of time, …
Author: Thomas Green
Divine Fraud – Chapter 1
For a Yakuza shell company, Honuzawa Industries had one hell of a new building. The slender palace of glass and steel bathed in the morning sun. I entered, my boots thudding on the floor. The building’s bowels were designed in the company’s colors, bronze, and red. People in business suits skittered around, rushing to the …
New Release – Nightmare Plague
Many paths lead to Hell. To earn money for my little sister's treatment, I walk one of them. Murderous nightmares ravage New York. And I, Lucas, am on the case. Yet the investigation leads nowhere and the Church pays little, which wouldn't be a problem if my little sister weren't sick. My family lacks the …
ARC Call – Nightmare Plague
My upcoming book, first in series, is up for an ARC. If you would like to participate in the ARC team, send me an email at thomasgreen@gmx.com . The book details: Many paths lead to Hell. To earn money for my little sister's treatment, I walk one of them. Murderous nightmares ravage New York. And …
Nightmare Plague – Chapter 5
The city was a mess, literally. Nobody had the resources to clean the garbage riots left on the streets. Not to mention the dozens burnt cars. Fear did horrible things to people. As I passed a torched bus lying by the sidewalk, I called my mother. The phone rang a dozen times before the voicemail …
Nightmare Plague – Chapter 4
It may have been summer, but the Wave Hill Gardens’ ground felt cold. I crawled through the grass, trying to get to a position where I could see what they were doing. Unpleasant, yes, but I lacked alternatives. There were eight people, four men, and four women, all dressed in the same manner: heavy boots, …
Nightmare Plague – Chapter 3
The trip to the Low Memorial Library was not pleasant. Empty plastic bottles and other trash littered the streets. Every square I passed hosted a demonstration. Yes, the killer nightmares scared the hell out of most people. I got the point, but did they have to swarm every square? Apparently, yes. I passed two different …
