The Drunkard

A gripping supernatural thriller a legendary antihero, a deadly curse, relentless hunters, a dark mystery, and a moral dilemma. Readers who love dark fantasy, supernatural Westerns, or mythic horror will absolutely be hooked from the Story.



Sneak Peak



"He should have died a hundred times. But luck always rescued him. Now, that luck is fading, and the cost could be his soul."



In Hollow's Bend, a town shrouded in fog, Elias Thorne is a man who ought to have died a long time ago.



A drunkard, a gambler, a fighter, he lives life as if the world itself is inclined to his advantage.



No blade has ever touched him, no bullet has ever struck true, and no tumble has ever left him broken. Luck, devil's bargain, people call it these things, but everybody agrees on one thing.



Elias Thorne is untouchable.



Or at least, he was.



Whispers circulate of an amulet concealed under his shirt, a dirty, unpretentious necklace that vibrates with something inhuman.



A gift? A curse? An obligation? Elias never bothered to inquire. Not until now.



When a band of ruthless outsiders comes to Hollow's Bend, searching for the fabled charm, Elias is drawn into a game of death where his luck is no longer his own.



They know what he holds.



They know what it can do. And they know the secret he has denied for years…



Luck isn't cheap. It's borrowed. And all debts have to be paid.



Fleeing from merciless hunters and something much worse, a faceless, nameless collector who stalks in the mist and speaks in enigmas, Elias finds an unexpected friend in Selene, a woman with dark eyes and darker secrets. She is the only one who knows the amulet.



Because she used to wear it. And she paid the price.



Selene insists that there is only one exit: pass the curse on to another. Someone has to take it willingly, embracing the destiny that goes with it. It's the only way Elias can be free.



But Elias has lived his life fighting, surviving, running from the inevitable.



Now, he has to make the most brutal bet of all: his soul for another's.



With each step, the shadows lengthen. The amulet is transforming him.



The whispers are growing louder. Time is running short.



And the Collector is arriving.