Bernard Harold Curgenven: 36 books

I was in an unfamiliar state of unconsciousness when it started! I was led to believe that an accident had been the cause of my condition, but why was there cause for investigation? I had been told that I was involved in a serious accident when I was only twelve years old. ∞ Testosterone...

I was in an unfamiliar state of consciousness when it all took place, the voices I mean! I had amnesia and was told that it may be permanent. I was subjected to the weirdest dreams during this state of mind. ∞ He was a musical wizard. His guitar had the ability to take one on a fantasy...

They brought me back from an early retirement because, quite frankly, there was no senior officer left who could stomach the job. Between my investigation team and Linda’s forensic team, I was either ‘Leader’ or ‘Chief’, or a combination of the two. Of course I was shown the usual respect,...

There we were, trapped out at sea! Where was Susan? She had dived and hadn’t come back for me. The kids and I were now alone in this cave, and the water was rising. The rock tunnel was narrow and ran deep. We prayed that she had made it to safety, and that she would get help soon. What if she hadn’t...

The heat is on when these police heroes find themselves in situations far worse than they had anticipated, and their families are threatened and in grave danger. We take you through the most brutal murder scenes that naturally affect the family lives of the good cops in unimaginable ways. There is...

In the corner of the shed, covered in flies, the grotesquely swollen body of a man lay on the hard clay floor, the putrid smell of his death stole every inch of air in the shed. He climbed unsteadily to his feet and bent over, hands on knees, puked and retched goat stew, Johnny Walker, bile and phlegm...

A group of hunters and archeologists set out on an expedition though an enchanted land, following the war of the Americas. Will they find their secret treasure? They soon become the hunted and their team barely escapes falling victim to savages and phantom beasts. Upon their quest, they reach a point...

They say dead men don’t bite, but I had misplaced the site, until I stepped on his toes and fell victim to his woes! There was an allergic tickle in my nose, when I encountered feathers of crows, and then I sneezed, but the crows weren’t pleased at the hostile spray that blew their master’s...