Kirjahaku

Ezra Ashdown is a very confused, very lucky frontier gambler and gun for hire. Though he's worried that the little lady who saved him from the gallows is far, far more dangerous than a piece of rope too short to reach the ground.Recruited into the shadowy Ministry of Plausible Deniability, Ezra had to trade in his cowboy boots and six-guns for futuristic weaponry, though he's determined to hang onto his hat. Which is not bad advice when you're faced with a galaxy-wide conspiracy involving killer robotic mimes, a homicidal home handyman turned evil super-genius, a crew of bondage-themed space pirates, a planet of religious fanatics out for blood, and the avatar of an ancient, all-powerful machine which thinks it's a pre-adolescent French princess.Now Ezra, his unnervingly sexy parole officer, their robot friend (and any other allies mad enough to lend a hand) are up against the biggest threat humanity has ever faced... well, at least since we lost that war against the alien clowns from the 6th Dimension. You know the one.If he fails, a race of giant monsters who keep humans as pets will trap and neuter us all. If he succeeds, he might finally get a shave, a proper bottle of whiskey and an explanation as to just what the hell is going on here...FULLCHROME AFTERBURN is not recommended for people who like talking geese in bonnets or torrid romances between milkmaids and feckless noblemen. However, it is both an insane space adventure and suitably heavy enough to use as a makeshift weapon during the zombie apocalypse.Use recklessly, and if symptoms persist, buy your doctor a new Ferrari.CONTENT ADVISORY: Graphic violence, innuendo, drug abuse, language... you know, all the good stuff.

1940. The world is at war. . . But beyond the front lines, a secret conflict rages which is as insane as it is desperate. Hitler's occult forces, led by the determinedly evil Hans Schprinkler, are trying to crack the British Army's ultra top secret Section M. They have witches. They have dragons. They have monsters. But they also have Squad 27, the most hapless band of magical misfits ever to be pressganged into occult combat. And Squad 27 now has Eddie Weatherfield. They say the power he's mistakenly been given could win the war. They say it could also unravel space and time, feeding us all to things with names like the leftover bits of the Welsh telepone book. But when a full cast of Atlanteans, Elves, Goblins, Dwarves, Wizards, Leprechauns, Vampires, Robots, Nazi super scientists and Tentacle Horrors want to see you dead, all you can do is trust in your mates, load your tommy gun and pray for a miracle. Good thing that some of the Gods are strapping on their army boots to join in too..