Novels by Burrunjor

The old man and Kirsteen were trapped in a sea of hideous rotting corpses all reaching out to claw at them.The largest Zombie at the back however to the old man's surprise started to attack the other creatures. It pulled a short female Zombie up off the ground by her hair and then placed its hand on her shoulder and pushed down hard, effectively tearing her head off.Two of the other Zombies turned their attention to the giant, but they too were quickly torn to pieces by the larger creature. The other Zombies started to run alongside the Professor and Kirsteen.The larger Zombie seemed to go to for the other members of its kind, allowing Kirsteen and the old man to escape by the corridor the larger Zombie had come down.At the end of that corridor was a dead end. "No it can't be" The old man screamed in frustration.Kirsteen saw that the larger Zombie was coming their

Kirsteen Williamson was a remarkable woman in more ways than one.Most people know of her rags to riches life story. Of how a troubled young girl from an impoverished background in Lutton became one of the most acclaimed rock singer/songwriters of her generation. (Find me a female or a British singer of the past 30 years who hasn't been inspired by her in some way?)Sadly we also all know how Kirsteen like so many other great talents before her succumbed to drugs, alcohol and depression and eventually vanished mysteriously into the night of the 30th of November in the year 1989. There was even a widespread conspiracy theory that she had been abducted by aliens!Ironically however very few people know of Kirsteen's greatest accomplishments, her journeys through time and space, her battles with the undead and her encounter with the creator of all things.This is the true story of Kirsteen Williamson, and of the incred

Kelly couldn't take another second. She had been on her feet non stop for about 6 hours, and she still had another 6 to go. Kelly had worked in this rotten flower mill for the past 8 years. She had the scars, as well as a few missing fingers to prove it, but this had been a particularly hard shift.Things had become a lot harder for Kelly overall in the last year as her husband, Christopher had tragically been killed in accident in this very mill. The two working together barely scraped enough money for their three children, two girls and a boy, all under about 6. Kelly and Christopher were almost like strangers to their children they got to spend so little time with them.Kelly hated the mill more than any of the other poor souls who were forced to work there. Every day she would come in and be forced to stare at the machine that tore the man she loved to pieces. Sadly she couldn't leave however as work w

John Ferguson couldn't remember the last time he had eaten so much, and considering he wasn't what you'd call a light eater that was really saying a lot.Ferguson was a gluttonous man in virtually all aspects of his life. Food, wine, women and especially wealth. He was notorious for his meanness and firing his employees for the most trivial issues.Ferguson was hated by all his employees and the local community alike, but he didn't care. All Ferguson cared about was maintaining his own selfish, hedonistic lifestyle. Sadly for John Ferguson however, a lifetime of selfishness was about to catch up to him.Ferguson often walked home alone and tonight was no exception. He hated having to waste money on a carriage, and he felt assured that due to his influence, no one would dare try and attack him in the dark.Ferguson spotted what looked like a shambling figure in the very distance, headed in his direction.

“Roll up, roll up, roll up. Come get tickets to see the Circus of Tzas”the young boy shouted whilst pestering as many adults as he could to buy some tickets. Only one responded to him however, and it was really out of pity more than anything else. She certainly wasn't going to see a Circus of all things, but she didn't want to leave the poor little urchin to go hungry.The young urchin however was somewhat intimidated by the sight of this strange lady who he knew from reputation. She was quite unlike anyone else in all of London. She was dressed in completely dark, strange clothing. She wore a low cut black top, surrounded by a black fur coat, had pale skin, whiter than snow, a long thin nose, piercing green eyes, and a massive beehive haircut. She was also smoking too which the young boy thought was most unlady like.When she smiled, the boy could see what appeared to be sharp teeth, though only for a few seconds.Despite her somew