Rick Gualtieri

My name’s Tim McAvoy. I was a mid-level software manager from suburbia until the day I caught my wife with another man. I thought our divorce was the worst fate imaginable. But then I met my end at the grill of a speeding bus, only to realize I didn’t have a clue.

My name’s Bill Ryder and, despite being undead, I program games for a living. That means I’m mostly content to stay at home, do my job, and not go on stupid adventures. Or at least that was the case. Now, a war is brewing between ancient enemies from the dawn of time.

My name is Bill Ryder. With Armageddon rapidly approaching you’d think I’d have my priorities straight, but you’d be wrong. Sidelined from action and with too much time on my hands, I’m stuck obsessing about the ladies in my life, lethal as most of them might be.

My name’s Bill Ryder and my cold dead heart is all aflutter, metaphorically speaking anyway. See, the girl I want is deadly to me. But the girl who wants me is deadly to everyone else. I’m trapped in a lethal love triangle and it’s about to get worse.

My name’s Bill Ryder and three months ago I was utterly consumed by the evil within me. Now I’m back, having awakened halfway across the globe and with no clue as to how I got here.

For over 30 years, I've prowled the night as one of the undead. I've walked among you—a wolf in sheep's clothing—doing unspeakable things, killing countless people....

My name's Bill Ryder and six months ago I died. However, as you’ve probably already guessed, I didn't stay dead. No, I woke up a vampire, freshly recruited into a coven of immortal assholes.

My name's Bill Ryder and I have no life, but not because I enjoy video games or D&D. I literally have no heartbeat thanks to the night I met Sally. She was too good to be true, a woman to die for. So I did, bleeding out with my throat torn open. Problem is, I didn't stay dead.

WITCH, WEREWOLF, AND WORLD SAVIOR. IT'S A LOT FOR ONE GIRL TO SHOULDER....

My name’s Bill Ryder and, despite being a legendary creature of the night, I’m not having the best of days. My girlfriend is trapped in another dimension, my apartment’s being staked out by werewolves, and to top it all off I’m flat freaking broke.

Can the peace of the afterlife compare to the pleasures of the flesh? Lydia Strom has an incredible love life. For her, there are no forbidden desires, fantasies left unexplored, or boundaries that can't be crossed. There's just one small problem. She died three years ago....

For five years, my life has been a living breathing hell - literally. Worst of all, I don't remember any of it. We're not talking some vague blackout here, no, this is full-on comic book levels of amnesia. But now I'm back, only to find the whole world managed to survive without me....

Ed Vesser feels trapped by his life - literally. He’s being held prisoner by a would-be world conqueror. All he wants is to escape back to his fiancé, assuming she doesn’t dump his ass when she finds out he’s a vampire....

Something has awakened within the Caribbean, staining the once tranquil waters red with blood. Crypto-Hunter Derek Jenner and his team are called in to investigate, but what they find is more shocking than they could have ever imagined....

My name’s Bill Ryder and, oddly enough, my lack of heartbeat is probably the least concerning thing in my life. My witch girlfriend has been marked for death by a vampire temptress who wants me for herself.

Mankind is no longer the dominant species. When Harrison Kent suggests an outing to a remote campsite in Colorado, his friends are all eager for a few days of fun and adventure. What awaits them, though, is far more than they ever bargained for....

My name’s Bill Ryder and I’m having a hell of a week. Magic is back, my new roommate is a blob of yellow snot, and my friend Sally has been entombed alive in solid rock.

My name’s Bill Ryder and five years ago I saved the world, banishing magic and monsters to the shadows. Not bad for a game programmer from New York. Anyway, I thought it was over, that I was done with all that supernatural crap. Too bad shit's about to get surreal again.

Upon the shores of an ancient sea in a long-forgotten land, the slaves of Kel - the city of tears - cried out for a hero, one who would save them from their tormented existence. What they got was Silas Kane, the most inept paladin to ever defile a holy symbol....

Before he was trying to save the world, he just wanted to save his own ass....