M Book 2: The Dark Plague

by Tim James Simpson

Dracula has risen, and with the countess out of the way, he precedes to exact revenge on the world. He has taken control of the headless Horseman. He sends him to destroy all of the Gypsies in the area, and all the while, he fights to get his hands on the precious book containing all of the secrets of the monsters, which is titled M. However, he is not the only problem anymore. The Mummy has been sitting silently in the corner of Bathory's chambers, waiting for the day the obscure words are spoken, that day has come, and now the mummy has been brought from the unknown. Being the ruler of the dead, he begins his reign by taking control of every dead creature in the land, including Dracula's army of vampires. Now the ground is overrun by zombies, and there seems to be nothing that can stop them.

Jekyll has lost everything, and now he is alone and seeking only to die like his only friends, but Hyde has other plans for him. Once Hyde takes control, he wanders into a town overrun by zombified werewolves and vampires; however, with all the chaos, he finds hope in some new friends. Percy Blakeney was once an aristocrat in France by day, but at night he donned a mask and aided in rescuing men and women condemned to death; he was known as the Scarlett Pimpernel.
Along with Percy Blakeney, he befriends another man. This professor has a cunning way of escaping any situation and has a knack for building contraptions; his name is Professor Challenger. Also seeking an end to the madness is Sherlock Holmes with the aid of Dr. John Watson, Diego De La Vega, Arsene Lupin, Allan Quatermain, and their new Ally, Dorian Gray.
Professor Moriarty is fighting to keep his book out of the hands of evil, so he sends the text of M with Sarah and the Frankenstein monster, who has now become a werewolf himself. Soconiue the journey as the book of M continues in "The Dark Plague."

216 pages, Hardcover

Published August 31, 2022

About the author

My name is Tim Simpson, and I have wanted to publish a book for as long as I can remember. I remember my father finding me an old electric typewriter in the garbage. And he brought it home, and I would punch away at the keys for hours. I have always had a wild imagination; however, my first book was a nonfiction book about my life, which seems more like fiction than nonfiction.

I will never be the best writer or the most popular. I am human, but I love writing. I am finishing up my first novel to be published following a life worth living.

My book has only been out for less than a month, so I am in the middle of promoting it. I am genuinely grateful for sites like this one to be able to use in that area. When I had my little typewriter, the internet did not exist. If it had, I would have probably 25 books published by now.