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The complete “A Glimpse into Hell” series - 5 books, 195 chapters, 1700 pages, 600K words of pure gore

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by Garrett, Wade H.




  A Glimpse into Hell

  The Complete Series

  5 books, 195 chapters, 1700 pages, 600K words of pure gore

  The Angel of Vengeance

  The Angel of Death

  Splatterpunk

  Human Cruelty

  The Reckoning

  Written by,

  Wade H. Garrett

  Copyright © 2012 - 2017 by Wade H. Garrett. No part of this publication may be reproduced in any form, by any means, without prior written permission of the copyright holder.

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  WARNING! Contains GRAPHIC CONTENT, ADULT LANGUAGE

  & POLITICAL INCORRECTNESS,

  and may be disturbing to sensitive readers.

  These books are a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or deceased, is entirely coincidental.

  Front cover illustration by Wade H. Garrett

  Special thanks for edting and proofreading:

  Alex Bough

  Angela Rackard Campbell

  Brenda Yeager

  Cricket Seaberg

  D. Verno

  Darlene Young

  Debra Reed

  Heather Reddig

  Jessicka Cannibal Cameron

  Joseph Ardine

  Joseph Elliott

  JR Coker

  Lahna Barratt

  Lee Ann Reed

  Leslie Evans

  Mandi Pickett

  Marla Hicks

  Marla Taylan

  Marla Russell

  Marla Thacker

  MaryAnn Ebenstein

  Melanie Miller

  Missy Mayhem

  Paul Voigt

  Roseann Bate

  Travis Armstrong

  Sarah Z.

  Sheralynn Wilson

  Thomas Arnold

  Stacy Krutilla

  Thomas Cox

  Tracy Johnson

  V. McMahon

  Summary:

  The Angel of Vengeance-

  In a dimly lit cell, a man has awakened to find himself surrounded by the most unimaginable and barbaric things that not even his worst nightmare could conjure up. His captor, Seth Coker, takes the man on a journey into his twisted world of vengeance. A world that runs parallel with the horrors that could only be found in the deepest and darkest parts of hell. A world that bestows a wrath of chaos upon the wicked of our society who have fallen through the cracks of the judicial system. Seth wasn’t born a vigilante, nor did he seek out the role—it sought him out.

  A portion of our society feels that rapists, molesters, murderers and abusers should have rights, and anything beyond the normal punishment of confinement would be cruel and inhumane. Seth knows that the innocent are left without justice, while the wicked are roaming our streets without any remorse about the cruel and inhumane punishment that they bestow upon others.

  Offering up heart-pumping tales of revenge, suspense and horror in all its guises, this book is filled with dark humor, political incorrectness, gruesome and sadistic acts from beginning to end. Be warned—this one will compel the meek to crawl into the fetal position and suck their thumb.

  The Angel of Death-

  The main character, Seth Coker, has invited a reporter, Wyatt Carter, to go on a road trip across America. Seth takes the man on a journey into his twisted world of vengeance filled with the most unimaginable and barbaric things that could only be found in the deepest and darkest parts of hell.

  The streets are no longer a safehaven for the wicked with Seth lurking in the shadows of the dark, waiting to bestow the most sadistic and over-the-top inhumane acts of vengeance that will stagger the mind.

  Splatterpunk-

  Written for the extreme gore lovers. The story is pure gore for the sake of gore. The main character, Seth Coker, and his sidekick, Barry Muller, hold nothing back as they inflict the most gruesome and sadistic acts of torture on the criminals and lowlifes of our society. This book is extremely graphic, but it’s also filled with dark humor.

  Splatterpunk gets straight to the gore and has very little storyline compared to the first two books in this series. It jumps from one gory scene after another without any rhyme or reason.

  Human Cruelty-

  For all the animals left without justice.

  Brad Johnson, a thief and lowlife, tortured and killed Kenneth Evans’ beloved pet, Roxie, during a burglary. Kenneth wanted to exact revenge against Brad in the most horrific way possible, so he sought out Seth Coker, a notorious vigilante. Kenneth didn’t realize the door he was opening would unleash a wrath of vengeance like no other. He was instantly drawn into Seth’s world. A world of torment and terror equal to the horrors found in the deepest and darkest parts of Hell. A world filled with violence and agony. A world of pure chaos.

  In this story, Seth Coker and Kenneth Evans, torture lowlifes that have been cruel to animals. Filled with gruesome and sadistic acts of punishment, this book is not for the meek. Only the seasoned extreme-horror reader should embark on this journey.

  The Reckoning-

  Seth brings back Missy, Wyatt, Barry and Kenneth to help with a special assignment; to travel the State of Texas and inflict the most horrifying and demented acts of vengeance against our society’s most ruthless criminals. The Reckoning is filled with dark humor, distasteful content, sadistic torture and nonstop acts of carnage. It also has a new level of disgustingness that the previous books lacked. But it’s not all gore—there is also a great deal of interaction between Seth and his friends ranging from comradery, banter and animosity

  A brief comment from the author:

  My subject matter and humor is not for everyone, especially criminals (particularly molesters and rapists), and people who believe criminals have rights, or even people who are sensitive to extreme gore. I know this will occasionally cost me a low rating and BS review, even though I post numerous warnings. In addition, I welcome advice from my readers. I write because of you, so I listen to criticism and praise. I’ve tried to create the best quality read possible, but unfortunately, most of us indie authors don't have the means to hire an expensive editing agency like the mainstream authors and publishers use, and some of us rely on friends, family, fans and individuals who charge a reasonable fee. I can read a sentence ten times with a mistake, and my brain plugs in the correct word every time, even if it’s missing, so I’m useless as a proofreader. Even though I used editing software and numerous people have edited and proofread it, there could be some errors remaining. If anyone wants to proofread my book(s), please email me.

  If you like my book, please leave a review. The more positive reviews, the higher it is on Amazon’s search list, resulting in more people finding it. I truly appreciate the positive reviews, comments and support that I have been receiving. I will continue writing as long as there are people that appreciate my work.

  If you have any questions, comments or advice, please feel free to contact me at wade.garrett.777@gmail.com.

  Best Wishes,

  Wade H. Garrett

  Table of Contents

  Book One - The Angel of Vengeance

  Mortal Fear

  The Man in the Dark Corner

  The Human Punching Bag

  Knuckle Sandwich

  Deceiving the Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing

  A Horrific Son of a Bitch

  The Indestructible Monster

/>   The Carjackers

  Mr. Propane Torch

  Judas Cradle

  Passing the Buck

  La Venganza

  Oklahoma Massacre

  Richard Head

  Wide Road to Destruction

  Stuffing Animals Made Easy- Volume One

  Dial 1-800-Eat-Shit

  Theater of Horror

  Gateway to Hell

  Lighter Side of Things

  The Predator

  Mutherfuckin’ Seventies Pimp

  Moulding Bloody Play-Doh

  The Awakening

  Shit Sandwich

  The Soulless Bitch

  A Thousand Ways to Drown

  Grease Monkey

  Raped by Royalty

  Murphy and his Fuckin’ Laws

  Raping the Rapist

  Forever Silent

  Sideshow Freak—The Human Slug

  Seeing Blind Man

  Human Shit Factory

  The Shattered Reflection of the Crescent Moon

  Human Octopus

  The Gruesome Torture Device

  Doctor of Death

  The Many Faces of a Vigilante

  Fucking Fuck

  Dissecting the Living

  Cancer Sticks

  Demented Minions

  Mask of Horror

  Killing a Killer

  The Reaper

  The Day of Vengeance

  Book Two – The Angel of Death

  Room 1822

  Locked and Loaded

  Product of Pain and Suffering

  Fucking Buffoons

  Charlie has no Guts

  Intestinal Noose

  Pervert Vending Machine

  Pole Smoker

  Glory Hole from Hell

  Human Gastropod

  The Molester’s Teeter Totter

  Shit Faced; Literally

  Colostomy Bag or Death

  12 Gauge Thug-shot

  Piss Flavored Lemonade

  Fuckin’ Illegal Space Aliens

  The Human Music Box

  The Key to Unlock Fear

  Ghost of Brunswick Avenue

  Cruisin’, Thumpin’ & Hangin’ with da Homeboys

  Dickin’ Around

  Midnight Knob Goblin

  Rock Star

  Fucking Psychos are People Too

  Vigilante Ben Wa Balls

  The Dope Show

  Serrated Steel Cock Ring

  Truth or Fucking Dare, Vigilante Style

  The Anarchist Vigilante’s Cookbook

  Creepy-Ass Cracker Show

  Blackface Does Beat Whitey Night

  Pain Before the Cane

  Rollin’ Torture Wagon

  Nut Stick

  Automatic Punk Exterminator

  Living Zombie

  Scuba Diving in Hell

  Tangled Web We Weave

  Spin-the-Wheel of Torture Game

  A Dickless Child Molester

  Musical Extremities

  Two Headed Cock

  Nuthin’ But a Thang

  Mind Rapist

  Eye for an Eye

  911

  Human Skin Condom

  Pyromaniac

  Revelations

  Book 3 – Splatterpunk

  The Damned

  The Vigilante’s Bitch

  A Dickless MF

  The Angel of Death

  The Suffering

  Mind Incarceration

  Tug-of-War

  Shish Kabob

  Smokin’ Hot Lube

  Muff Divin’

  Dirty Dancing

  Death Match

  Screwed, Blued and Tattooed

  Shit Covered Screwdriver

  Finger Dick

  Motley Crew

  Die MF Die

  Circus of Freaks

  Monstrosity

  Transformation

  Sock Monkey

  A Sick Bastard

  Solitary of Horror

  Book four – Human Cruelty

  The Sport Hunter

  The Dog Fighters

  Psychotic Killer

  An Evil Piece of Shit

  Slūshy

  Liar, Liar, Pants on Fire

  Chaos

  S & K Lawn Service

  Infamously Agonizing

  KICK ME—I’M A PSYCHO

  Foreplay

  Blood Sport

  FUBAR

  Dirty Sanchez

  Triple Hole Threat

  Wrecking Ball

  Torture Porn

  An Abomination

  Nimrods

  Gothic Bitch

  Dunce Hat

  Colonoscopy

  A Star Is Born

  Rag Doll

  Home Away from Home

  Jackass

  Psycho Art

  Dicks, Balls and Asses

  The Vigilante’s Handbook

  Sick Bastard

  Frankenstein’s Bitch

  Eye for an Eye

  Trophy

  Book Five – The Reckoning

  Hardcore

  Fuckin’ Psychic

  The Crew

  The Village Idiot

  Beavis and Butt-Head

  Drag Queen

  Sick Bastards

  Buck Dich

  Smokin’ Ass

  Fuccboi

  Can Pricks Fly?

  The Big-Dick Clown

  Déjà vu

  Idle Hands are the Devil’s Playground

  Fuckin’ Retard Hopped up on Ritalin

  Burning Man

  Ass Vandals

  Doggy-Style

  Candy Man

  Roasted Corpus Cavernosum

  Heart Worm

  Hide the Snake

  Autopsy

  FUCKIN’ CUNT

  The Return of the Living Dead

  Fucking Creep

  Jerry-Rig

  Gun Smoke

  Balloon Scientist

  Mama Said Knock You Out

  Retarded Smurfs

  Sack Full of Heads

  Bamboozled

  Perverted Shit

  Orgy in the Woods

  “Fore!”

  Death Erection

  Shopping Spree

  Silicone Sex Toy

  Penis Snorkel

  Possum Eating Shit

  Death Certificate

  Berserk

  The Reckoning

  Book One - The Angel of Vengeance

  Mortal Fear

  The rain was coming down hard as John frantically ran down a dark alley in the middle of the night. The only light was from distant streetlights and random lightning from the storm. His heart was pounding violently; it seemed as if his chest could explode at any second. He was running for his life, for his worst fear was not far behind. With every exhausting step, his predator was getting closer and closer.

  John stumbled out of the dark alley into a dimly lit street lined with tall buildings. He fell to his knees as he realized the street was deserted. Street after street and building after building, not one person had been found. He was doomed to face his fear alone.

  An eerie sound, like a knife blade slowly dragging along bricks and mortar, was becoming louder and louder as it was echoing down the alleyway behind him. The smell of death had begun to fill the air and he was ready to surrender as he sat hunched over on his knees. He was slightly swaying back and forth, hopelessly staring at the wet asphalt. He was about to collapse in defeat when a faint light caught the corner of his eye. When he turned his head towards the light, a feeling of salvation came over him. In the distance stood a church. It seemed very tranquil. Without hesitating, he stumbled to his feet and ran towards it, knowing if he could reach it, he would be safe. With each step, his legs became heavier and heavier. The harder he tried to run, the slower he went. He seemed to be running in slow motion, much like in a dream.

  With the beast not far behind him, he reached the steps of the church. He grabbed the handle of the door and pulle
d. It was locked. In a panic, he began to pull on the door handle with both hands, fearing something worse than death itself was approaching. He knew death would be welcome compared to the unimaginable and unspeakable horrors that the creature’s madness bestowed on others. He looked back, and for the first time he could clearly see his predator in the distance.

  Somehow, through all the noise of the wind, rain and the pounding of his heart, a faint sound of an organ began to creep through the cracks around the door. He released the handle and started pounding on the door to gain someone’s attention. Around the seventh or eighth blow, his heart seemed to stop as he realized the sound of the organ was not something that agreed with his soul—the notes felt like something Satan himself would play.

  While he stood staring at the door, which was now something he wasn’t sure if he wanted to open, a sharp chill came over him—he could feel an evil presence was overshadowing him. His body went limp and he fell to his knees. He rolled over onto his backside and rested his back against the door. His body was frozen with fear as he stared up at a cloaked being. Its face was hidden in the darkness of a hood, but John could sense it was not human. He could feel something from the deepest and darkest parts of hell was standing over him.

  He watched in terror as the being pulled a sickle-type weapon from its clothing. Even though he was frightened, something caught his eye on the blade of the weapon; a strange looking symbol formed from dried blood. To his horror, he watched as his attacker slowly raised up the blood-covered blade into the air, but his fright turned to a revelation when he noticed the symbol in an upside-down position—it was something he had been searching for. He screamed as the blade fell towards him.

  What a horrifying dream, John thought, as he leaned forward in his office chair, resting his arms on his desk. He had fallen asleep while doing paperwork late into the night. Covered in sweat and still disturbed from the dream, he pulled a folder out of his desk drawer and started flipping through it. When he came to a photo of a murder victim, he stopped and stared at it—he had possibly found an answer that he had been looking for.

  A few minutes later, the phone rang. He answered, “Detective Davis.”

  “Hey, John, we’ve got another one down here on River Bend road in the old Iron Works warehouse.”

 

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