From the Award-winning Rimwalker series

A chilling horror novel about what it means to be reborn, a tale that traces the sacred grief of a crippled father tracked by the creature-spirits of the long-ago people.

All books in the Rimwalker Series can be read as a Series or as stand-alone novels.

2: Bloodless We Go Buried: An Earth Mother Horror

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“A lyrically sharp, stunningly written, and abstractly horrifying exploration of identity and grief… part horror, part mythology, and wholly original.” – Independent Book Review

“A summons from the deep past, Bloodless We Go Buried is a long walk through the dark woods where every shadow seems to breathe, bold and emotional…raw and intimate…like I had stumbled into a hidden doorway, someone’s private ritual. The prose leans into its own intensity, [and] carries a poetic rhythm, a strange and ancient pulse. Every time I thought I knew where the story was going it would slide sideways…a weird or tender or blunt dream you carry with you afterward.” – Literary Titan

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"It was a Sunday when it happened. It was hell and god was there, too.”

When myths go missing, Earth Mother rises to rattle the blood-waters in Bloodless We Go Buried, a chilling horror novel about what it means to be reborn, a tale that traces the sacred grief of a crippled father tracked by the creature-spirits of the long-ago people.

Bloodless We Go Buried is Book II in the award-winning (Fantasy Book of the Year, Finalist in Fiction) Rimwalker Series, a mythological (Irish) fantasy and Earth Mother Horror series that “weaves a vibrant tapestry of hope, resilience, and magik” (Literary Titan), and interrogates the roots of colonialism and heritage.

"There is such a thing as too much pain, too much loss. Too much taken until all that is left is hope. Hope, a thought that can easily destroy the world."

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When the rubble settles, those cursed with living will talk about the great Cataclysm. Great alien armies will debate its causes. Leagues will thrust through the cosmos in search for new lands, new Earths, new science walking on the backs of its failed colleagues. Failing still.

Though they who live will mourn their lives, no one, not even the strangely suckled offspring, will understand what really happened. No one will remember. This is the cataclysm. No one will remember. For it all began with a thought.

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Series Literary awards

2025 Independent Publishers GOLD Award, Best in Fantasy.
2025 National Indie Excellence Finalist in Fiction.
2025 Pencraft Award of Literary Excellence in Fiction.

Award-Winning Series Reviews

Industry Review

"A lyrically sharp and abstractly horrifying exploration of identity and grief." Independent Book Review

"A bold and emotional, raw and intimate novel, like I had stumbled into a hidden doorway." Literary Titan