When the ghosts of two young children start to haunt a local school, trainee ghost hunters Eve, Clovis and Tom are invited to help investigate the case. But before long they realise there is more to this haunting than they first realised. Could it be that the ghost children are victims of Jack the Ripper? And is the evil Ripper of Whitechapel about to unleash a new campaign of terror from beyond the grave?

When danger abounds, an unwelcome lodger becomes anything but... A riveting saga with an edge that will keep you reading. Perfect for fans of Maggie Ford, Kitty Neale and Katie Flynn. Readers are loving GHOST OF WHITECHAPEL ***** - 'It had everything; suspense, murder, mystery and humour - a really good read.' ***** - 'Authentic, darkly comic in places, thoroughly enjoyable.' ***** - 'I was engrossed from beginning to end. The characters were so real and funny.' ********************************************************* When Bridget Cummings advertised for a lodger, she did not expect a policeman to apply for the room. She wasn't fond of the coppers, but her family allowed P.C. Fred Billings to move in and she seemed to have little say in the matter. Still, she was glad of his company in the walk back from her late-night washing up job, particularly when a young girl was found in a nearby street with her throat cut. The discovery of the body of Maureen Flanagan, a respectable woman, naturally stirred memories of Jack the Ripper. His horrific crimes had shocked the neighbourhood only twelve years before, although Chief Inspector Dobbs of the City of London Police believed that the Ripper was dead. But when a second body was discovered, and Bridget noticed a strange man following her, could the terror have returned?

Formed during the reign of Elizabeth I, the post of the Royal Occultist was created to safeguard the British Empire against threats occult, otherworldly, infernal and divine. It is now 1920, and the title and offices have fallen to Charles St. Cyprian. Accompanied by his apprentice Ebe Gallowglass, they defend the battered empire from the forces of darkness. In the wake of a seance gone wrong, a monstrous killer is summoned from the depths of nightmare by a deadly murder-cult. The entity hunts its prey with inhuman tenacity even as its worshippers stop at nothing to bring the entity into its full power... It's up to St. Cyprian and Gallowglass to stop the bloodthirsty horror before another notch is added to its gory tally, but will they become the next victims of the horror guised as London's most famous killer? In the tradition of William Hope Hodgson's Carnacki the Ghost-Finder, Josh Reynolds presents the Adventures of the Royal Occultist. Join Charles St. Cyprian and Ebe Gallowglass as they race to halt the workings of a sinister secret society and put an end to the monstrous manifestation in THE WHITECHAPEL DEMON!

Whitechapel is a ghost hunter and demon fighter extraordinaire but what happens when the enemy is a creature of God's design that wishes to destroy his favoured creations? An enemy that can't die and is intent to bring hell on Earth, can Whitechapel stop this immortal enemy or is life on Earth doomed to end?

Jack the Ripper faded into history over a century ago, his identity lost to the ages. Until a work crew restoring a Mayfair home make a shocking find. A secret basement room walled up since Victorian times. The Whitechapel murderer's lair. And inside, a corpse that has waited in silent darkness for over a hundred years. But it won't stay that way...Within hours of the room's discovery, the body goes missing, and the murders begin anew.With a violent killer on the loose and the body count rising, John Decker, still new to CUSP, is sent to England, along with seasoned operative Colum O'Shea. Their mission - to stop a ruthless monster from obtaining the one thing that will allow him to escape forever.As the city huddles in fear and the terror mounts, Decker finds himself in a race against time to catch a hellish fiend smarter than any he has ever faced. Because if he doesn't, the next death might hit a little too close to home.