Of Nightmare Realities – Reviewed by Renier Palland from ‘Bloody Good Horror Books Reviews’

Renier Palland to Bloody Good Horror Books Reviews

“Of Nightmare Realities” by author Toneye Eyenot is a short story anthology that will chill you to the bone. I’m usually wary of short story anthologies, as they can become extremely self-indulgent and repetitive. “Of Nightmare Realities” is in a completely different league than the rest. Injected with a heavy dose of fatalism and amor fati, the anthology reads like a Kafkian masterpiece. I’m unsure whether the author has had any interaction with Franz Kafka’s work, but this anthology reads exactly like Kafka. Even the tone and its “Turkish fatalism” are like Kafka and Nietzsche.

I am also extremely impressed by the author’s exquisite writing technique. He never misses a beat, nor does he wallow in a dark pit of misnomers and terrible self-indulgence. He writes with force and attitude, never backing down from creating intense and powerful set pieces. The reader is swept away by the Black Mirror/Outer Limits motifs, and reading “Of Nightmare Realities” is akin to doing brain surgery on David Lynch – it’s weird, remarkable, macabre and violent.

The very first story, “Deathday Wishes”, is about a man who knows when he’s going to die. For the author to take such a primal fear and create a world around it speaks volumes about this superlative anthology. I was left breathless during the last few lines. Although our reviews are predominantly academically oriented, I can’t help but write how I felt when I finished the first short story. You know that disturbed feeling you get after watching an insane horror film? Like The Shining or The Exorcist? Well, that’s what I felt inside of me – an embryonic, whispering fear coupled with the sudden realisation of my own mortality.

The anthology is mostly about death, dying and predeterminism. Nothing about this is happy, nor will you feel any sense of happiness after reading it. That wistful contentedness, that inherently human need for experiencing “peace”, will be ripped away from you and you’ll be left in the dark, clamouring and screaming to get out. Most horror authors fail to take the essence of horror – fatalism and nihilism – and combine it with a very real form of amor fati. Ghosts and ghouls don’t do it for me, nor do demons and the rest of the horror lucky packet. “Of Nightmare Realities” did it for me. In fact, it terrified me on such a deep, subconscious level that I actually had nightmares about the stories.

“Of Nightmare Realities” contains the author’s version of the human condition. It’s not a pleasant version, but for a horror anthology I cannot fault it. The only criticism I have is the author’s verbosity. There are way too many adjectives used to describe certain set pieces, plus the author uses somewhat obtuse and obscure words in his descriptions. It’s usually better to dumb down the verbiage and make it simpler for the reader, otherwise it comes across as self-indulgent and reads like a vanity project.

These are small technicalities which I’m sure the author will correct in his future works. I want him to stay in the Kafka arena. This is where he shines. The stories which were not Kafka-esque, lacked the terrific veracity which made the anthology so great in the first place.

“Of Nightmare Realities” is visceral and nightmarish. It’s also one of the best short story horror anthologies I’ve ever read.

RATING: 4 ½ out of 5

Buy it here – Kindle, KU & Paperback: mybook.to/OfNightmares

EYENOT’S EXCERPTS

Here are a selection of excerpts from all the available Luniakk titles by Toneye Eyenot. Perhaps one or more may tickle your Horror-bone enough to dig deeper into the disturbing worlds this author traverses in the darkness of his mind(s). Tread carefully, as we have warned before…you may never find your way back to the light 😈

Flash of Darkness

 

Available in Kindle for only 99c, or free to read with Kindle Unlimited

Purchase here: mybook.to/FlashDark

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Psychotic Interlude

Available in Kindle, KU, and bloody slabs of tattooed dead tree flesh

Purchase here: mybook.to/Psychotic

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Of Nightmare Realities

Available in Kindle, KU, and bloody slabs of tattooed dead tree flesh

Purchase here: mybook.to/OfNightmares

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Abysmal Feast: An Agglomeration of Anthropophagic Atrocities

Available in Kindle, KU, and bloody slabs of tattooed dead tree flesh

Purchase here: mybook.to/AbysmalFeast

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WOLVZ: Whispers of War

Available in Kindle, KU, and bloody slabs of tattooed dead tree flesh

Purchase here: mybook.to/wolvz

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Fangtastic Tales of Werewolf Savagery

Available in Kindle, KU, and bloody slabs of tattooed dead tree flesh

Purchase here: mybook.to/fangtastic

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Pleasant Nightmares

Flash of Darkness

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FLASH OF DARKNESS
By Toneye Eyenot

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A Gripping Collection of Tales

Synopsis

Flash Fiction Collection
“Lurk within my mind(s) and see
The terrors which await thee…
Just keep in mind, once in my mind
You cannot flee…” ~Eyenot

Nightmare realities…Demonic anomalies.
Unquenchable thirst for blood and
Rabid hunger for warm, quivering flesh…
Descend into the foulest depths of Hell.

Five flashes of terror to torment your mind…
Allow Eyenot to drag you through the darkness.
You may never find your way back to the light.

Content Review

Flash of Darkness by Toneye Eyenot is, as the title suggests, a collection of dark flash fiction. In my opinion, this is an outstanding collection.  I dare say darkly beautiful.

Except the last one.

The stories herein flow poetically with rich prose of gripping terrors, graphic horrors, and psychological torments. They grab your mind and tug at your emotions. They are deep and…

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Fangtastic Tales of Werewolf Savagery – Available NOW

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The time has come to cast aside your human skin. The Beast has finally been Unleashed!

Featuring the revised, revamped and reviled Marbles the Clown in the gruesome novella, Blood Moon Big Top; he is leading this pack of snarling, howling, bloody fanged tales of lycanthropic carnage and mayhem.

It is now available in Kindle for USD$3.49 and free on KU 

Or, if your preference is bloodied slabs of tattooed dead tree flesh, you can purchase the paperback for USD$11.99 

 

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Short Excerpts:

From Blood Moon Big Top, A Clown/Werewolf novella, revised. This was unpublished around a year ago. Finally, Marbles returns in all his terrifying glory.

 

“Marbles? Are you OK?”

“Sure, Gus. At least, I think so. The last twenty-four hours have been a bit of a blur. I do feel a little out of sorts.” Marbles was a very private man, and relaying to his colleague the current state of his health was hard enough. He didn’t tell Gus that he had been sleeping the whole time. Nor did he tell him why. Who would believe him anyway? The red mark on his hand had faded again, considerably so. To anybody who took notice, Marbles looked more like he was tending a hangover, or perhaps a bad cold or flu.

“Cheers, Gus,” he said, and downed the coffee in one gulp. As the tasteless liquid travelled down his throat to his empty stomach, Marbles heaved violently. His mouth felt like it was stuffed with wet, mushy paper. The horrid feeling filled his throat and rumbled in his guts. He looked up at Gus with a dismayed expression, his eyes watering profusely behind the dark glasses.

“What the…” he couldn’t finish his sentence. It hurt to speak.

“You don’t like?” Gus asked. He looked at the clown with concern, tinged with a little indignation at Marbles’ reaction to his brew.

“I – don’t feel – well,” Marbles managed to say in a staggered voice, and then collapsed in a heap on the ground…


 

From Hunter’s Moon – What do a pack of Werewolves get up to in the Blue Mountains of NSW, Australia? A bit of this and a bit of that…

 

Though the accommodation might be crude – six small cages to house the thirteen participants – and apart from the branding, we take good care of our prisoners. We make sure they are adequately fed, allow them out to bathe once a day. For half an hour each day, we chase them through the bush. Ether monitors the prisoners intently from his vantage point atop a large rock, before herding them up and returning them to their cages.

We don’t molest them, or otherwise harm them in any way. We have chosen them because they look as though they might have a sliver of a chance. We want our prey to be as close to the top of their game as they can be, under the circumstances. We cannot dishonour the Hunter’s Full Moon with broken, compromised offerings…


 

From Dire – A cat burglar finds himself in all kinds of trouble, when he discovers his client is not all he seems to be.

 

“Splendid!” the man gleefully retorted. “Follow me. I have the rest of your…payment.” This last word sent Milton into a mild swoon, and he placed his hand on the wall beside him to steady himself before complying with what seemed an irresistible command.

Doors swung open before him and the soft light spilled out to the hallway, casting an unearthly incandescence around the silhouette of his host which made him shimmer in and out of visibility right before his eyes. Terror gripped his entire being, but Milton was compelled forward, into the room beyond.

“Show me,” the man commanded, and Milton stiffly removed the bag from his shoulder, placed it on a small table and retrieved the fossil, passing it to the man with shaking hands. He snatched it from Swift and gazed at it for a few moments in awed silence. “Sit,” he ordered, not taking his eyes off the magnificent paw print he now held in his eager hands. Once again, and completely devoid of any resistance, Swift complied…


 

From Human Skin – Two private investigators and one unlikely suspect. The results are catastrophic, to say the least.

 

“So, what do you think did it?” Alex asked, glancing from the gruesome scene to Jason and back again, unable to keep his gaze from the gore which spread over a large area of floor and spattered the nearby wall in a macabrely artistic display.

Jason drew in a deep breath, and instantly gagged on the stench of death engulfing his nostrils. “I’m afraid to correct you,” he choked. “You won’t believe me.”

“C’mon. Quit being so cryptic and spit it out,” Alex snapped at his understudy, his patience quickly wearing thin. “We already have a mystery here without you adding to the mindfuck.”

Jason fidgeted anxiously, shifting his eyes everywhere but on Alex. Such a preposterous notion, even he was finding it hard to believe, although he had seen it for himself. He knew that as soon as he voiced his theory, Alex would either burst into hysterics, or slap him upside his head.

“I think it’s more a question of who, not what,” Jason finally replied…


 

From The Tomb of Legion – A shaky, 70 year truce between Vampires and Werewolves is unceremoniously shattered when the Vampire Lord, Legion is set free from his tomb by a coven of duplicitous witches.

 

The tomb of Legion, at a cursory glance, looked to have been ransacked – desecrated. Its splintered doors hung loose and shattered from age old hinges. Bailen approached with caution, all of his senses on high alert. Upon closer inspection, it was clear that nobody had entered the tomb to facilitate the ancient Vampire’s escape. The decimated doors hung outwards and the ground outside was littered with wooden debris. The devastation had come from within.

Upon this realisation, a deep growl rumbled in Bailen’s chest. After seventy years of relative peace, built upon a tenuous truce between Bailen’s kind and the Vampire hordes, their unholy master, Legion was free.

Bailen strained to listen above the night breeze, rustling the leaves through the magnificent oaks, imposing elms and heavily scented pine trees that interspersed throughout the cemetery grounds. He could sense that he wasn’t alone; an instinctual knowing that raised his hackles and raced his heart. This discovery was entirely unexpected…

 

The reviews are already starting to pour in, too! Take a look at what readers have to say:

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“I’ve always been more of a werewolf fan than of those traditionally over-romanticised vampires. Give me the brute force, bestial power and probable risk of fleas over the daylight-shunning corpse-jockeys any day. That being said, I’ve not really read any decent werewolf fiction for a long, long time. Until I read Toneye Eyenot’s Fangtastic Tales of Werewolf Savagery that is, a collection of short stories and a novella, that all feature the hunt-fueled activities of lycan kind.” ~Casey Douglas (see full, in-depth review here)

 

Fangtastic review

 

“If there was ever someone in this world that could be a real werewolf, I would believe that person would be Toneye Eyenot. This man virtually lives, breaths and thank the moon, writes werewolves.

Toneye’s newest release, FANGTASTIC TALES OF WEREWOLF SAVAGERY is a collection of five stories. Each story is a different take on the wolf, but they all feel like they could be taking place in the same world. This web of inter-connectivity creates a feeling of falling into a mythos created out of the blackness of the authors nightmares.

Toneye treats the werewolf as the main character. No beast taking the back seat to a hero looking to save the day, or a girl in a red hood trying to lead it astray. The wolf is front and center, and that is what I really enjoyed about the tales. I have always loved a good werewolf story and it is so spectacular to see the wolf be set free. And these are proper werewolves, not your over-sized cuddly dogs chasing sparkly vampires. They are bloody, savage killers, rending flesh and chewing on bone.”  ~ One-Legged Reviews (see full – very in-depth review here)

 

“Toneye Eyenot is a wonderful expressionist. His passion for all things werewolf comes across as plane as day in his writing. His visceral approach makes for an intense journey.

Fangtastic Tales of Werewolf Savagery is a collection for stories, one long and several much shorter, centering around werewolves in all their blood-lusting glory. It is a very entertaining read, full of all the gore and guts you would expect.” ~ Housewife of Horror (see full review here)

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Deep, Dark & Flirting With Insanity

Resident Luniakk, Toneye Eyenot had a lil’ chat with Kendall Reviews.

Here’s a teaser…

KR: Could you tell me a little about yourself please?

Eye am a 49 year old Metalhead from the Dirt Down Under, obsessed with wolves, addicted to coffee, the occult, horror – particularly Werewolves, and all things dark ‘n’ disturbing. Eye scream bloody murder in Extreme Metal bands, Chaotic Impurity (currently in the throes of an extended dirt nap – not dead, just biding our time) https://soundcloud.com/user-119216506 and Infinite Black (preparing to release a full length album) https://infiniteblack616.bandcamp.com/

Eye have a son, a total guitar god. He’s been playing his whole life, since he was 3, and is currently killin’ it with his band, Kvlts of Vice – Check ‘em out for some dirty, dark R’n’R https://kvltsofvice.bandcamp.com/

Eye also have a thing for eyes (you may have already noticed), and despite what this first answer might leave people thinking, ‘I’ am not illiterate hahaha.

KR: What do you like to do when not writing?

Read, and make horrible noises that would send a shiver up a dead man’s spine.

KR: What is your favourite childhood book?

The Outsiders by S.E. Hinton was my favourite book as a teen. Must’ve read that over a hundred times.

KR: What is your favourite album, and does music play any role in your writing?

Bathory – Under the Sign of the Black Mark. Been my favourite band since 1986. Music is what got me into writing.

Eye have been writing song lyrics since ’89, after my first band Nomenclature Diablerie inspired me.

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My guitarist and band founder wrote all the lyrics/music for ND, and after we disbanded, eye began to write my own. It got my foot in the door to the published world years later (2014) after eye submitted some lyrics as poetry to an anthology. My first book, a novella, had just been completed and was given a shot with the publisher after they saw my poetry. Haven’t looked back since….

 

You can check out the full interview here: 

http://kendallreviews.com/deep-dark-and-flirting-with-insanity-toneye-eyenot-author-of-fangtastic-tales-of-werewolf-savagery-talks-to-kendall-reviews/

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HER MADDENING RAYS

“Werewolf Week continues today as we inch ever closer to the full moon.

Today we have a Guest Post from author Toneye Eyenot. His post, HER MADDENING RAYS looks at his belief and thoughts on werewolf lore.

His newest book, FANGTASTIC TALES OF WEREWOLF SAVAGERY will be unleashed tomorrow.”

 

Visit One-Legged Reviews at the link below to bask in the Moon’s soft rays while Eyenot hooowwwls to you about our favourite fanged and furred beast.

INTERVIEW – A chat with Renier Palland of BLOODY GOOD HORROR BOOKS REVIEWS