The Harbinger (The Apocalypse Book 1)

Three years ago, Sirus woke up in a grungy Specter City hospital with amnesia and a bad case of shit-kicking anger. Now, he wants to find his past and get rid of that rage, before his gorgeous stripper girlfriend, Vixen, tells him to get lost. Fat chance. Five minutes after another of their fights, he loses it, blows up a store with his power, and accidentally kills five people. Then the shit hits the fan.

He gets visitors. A snobbish ‘God’ and a crazy demon chick. An ‘Infinite’ and a ‘Demoniac’: they’re messengers from two warring Dimensions. Turns out, he’s the dude who’ll save (or destroy) the world – the Harbinger. That and he’s got the weird and not-so-wonderful power to kill by ripping a person’s soul out through their chest. It’s an ability everybody wants for the coming Apocalypse, and he’s got to control his rage to use it. If he doesn't, he’ll lose his only shot at finding out where he comes from.

He picks a side, but it comes back to bite him in the butt. The pissed off losers kidnap Vixen and unleash a plague which turn the residents of Specter City into drooling zombies! It’s rise above his desires and control his temper, or lose Vixen and see the world dominated. Will anybody tell him about his damn past? Can he put the needs of the Specter City residents over his quest for truth? Those humans better start praying…