Flash of Darkness Audiobook Teaser

We are excited and stoked as the fires of Hell for the upcoming audio release of Flash of Darkness by Toneye Eyenot! In collaboration with Roma Gray at Night Sky Book Services, and with the sinister sounding narration by Steve Wojtas breathing morbid life into these tales, Flash of Darkness promises to be  a gloomy excursion into the nightmare realms inside the bleak mind(s) of Toneye/Eyenot.

To quote the Luniakk himself: “Lurk within my mind(s) and see the terrors which await thee. Just keep in mind, once in my mind, you cannot flee.”

Get it here: https://www.audible.co.uk/pd/Flash-of-Darkness-Audiobook/B07G4GB4M2

Taste the Darkness…just a Flash

ABYSMAL FEAST – PAPERBACK AND KINDLE AVAILABLE NOW!

ABYSMAL FEAST is now available and served hot off the Luniakk grill! Above, we give you the full wrap cover, cooked up by the darkly talented Mar G-A. (Disturbing Drawings©)
And below – what exactly are you in for, you ask? Here, have a little nibble on us.

FOREWARNED

Greetings, wary traveller in the dark corridors of my psyche. What unholy hell have you stumbled into this time? Surely, you read the sign above the door before entering, right? Then, my friend, you may be quite cognizant of what lies ahead…Atrocities, so vile and horrific, even the most desensitised and hardened of you may need to take pause before continuing. 

For those of you unfamiliar with the term, Anthropophagic, simply put, it means Cannibalistic and this is precisely the dark and bloody world you are about to traverse.

From those who revel and relish in the bloodthirsty practice – like savouring the delectably tender flesh of a newborn, as seen in the final (and in my humble opinion, the most distressing) tale, ‘Babycakes’ or simply the taste of human flesh in general as in ‘The Sanitarium Humanitarian’ – to individuals who have a complete lack of control over their carnal urges, as you shall see in ‘The Sadistic Nurse Emilie’. And then there are some who have been left with no other option and must do the unthinkable in order to survive, evident in our first little sojourn into Anthropophagy, ‘Interred’.

So, consider this a word of caution: If themes of infanticide, ghoulism, necrophilia, even claustrophobia, and well…cannibalism pull your triggers and set you off in a fit of blubbering, terrified outrage, then maybe you’ve stepped where you should not be, and there is no shame in quietly stepping back out into the safety of the real world. Because hey, these things don’t really happen in real life, do they? …do they??

For the rest of you, pull up a chair, grab yourself a bite to eat and enjoy the buffet of brutality. You are in for quite a treat.

Bon appetit!

     Get it Here: 

Available on Amazon

 

 

Cover art and creation by the fangtastic Mar G-A.!

Maybe a little entree will help you decide…

~ Excerpt from The Sadistic Nurse Emilie

“Oh, Nurse Emilie…” Nurse Emi cringed, her hope for a brief encounter dashed into irretrievable fragments. “It’s my legs, they’re restless and ache terribly. Can you give me something to relax, please? And I am parched. If you could bring me some water, I will be eternally grateful.”

“You poor thing,” Nurse Emi said, the mocking tone coming out unintentionally. “You look a little flat, let me fluff your pillow for you. Maybe that might give you some relief.”

Martha lifted her head as Nurse Emi reached for the pillow. Instead of fluffing it up for her, however, she slipped it from under her and slammed it down on her face so fast and hard, Martha felt the back of her skull crack on the firm mattress. Her arms flailed weakly, grabbing at Nurse Emi’s hands with no effect as she began to suffocate. Her restless legs became even more so, kicking wildly as she struggled for breath.

Holding the pillow firmly in place with one hand, she slipped her other hand beneath the blanket, prodding and pressing her way down Martha’s abdomen. “Speak up, Mrs. Leitner. Tell me if anything hurts.” Reaching the bladder area, she dug her fingers in hard. Immediately, Martha began to piss freely, soaking the mattress as she moaned in muffled agony.

Nurse Emi dug harder, and her fingers pierced through the flesh like pins through paper. With one final, desperate struggle, Martha Leitner went still, oxygen deprived and violently penetrated, she passed from this world in the most undignified way.

 

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~ Excerpt from Interred

An anguished wail rose from her lungs and filled the room, turning into a scream which deafened her and elicited the familiar chorus from the connected rooms all around. Meg plunged the bone into Peter, unsure of where she struck, but she felt it penetrate its mark. Peter gave no response; he was already dead.

Meg fell upon him with desperate sobs and lay there for quite some time. She vomited several times until the burning bile scorched her throat. She knew that before long, she would be consuming the flesh of a human and the thought sickened her beyond belief.

An hour passed, maybe longer, and the gnawing in the pit of Meg’s stomach finally drove her to do the unthinkable. Crying, vomiting and crying some more, Meg took Peter’s limp arm in her grip and began to gouge at the flesh with the filthy bone, tearing it to shreds. She slowly brought the savaged arm to her pursed lips. Her mouth simply refused to open, her jaw locked tight in disgust.

Meg turned her head to the side and once again vomited, evacuating the last remaining bile in her stomach. She was left without choice at this point and with sobs echoing throughout the chamber, Meg began to eat.

The raw, bloody flesh of Peter’s arm refused to stay down, barely reaching her stomach before leaping back into her mouth in violent regurgitations, and she spat it out onto the floor. More screaming, more crying and sobbing, and once more, Meg took a bite from the shredded arm flesh. Chewing the disgusting meat, Meg concentrated intently on swallowing and keeping her morbid meal down, and with success at last.

She took another, larger bite and repeated the dismal process, again successfully. Two more mouthfuls were all she could stomach and Meg climbed off Peter’s corpse, rolling onto her back in shame and self-disgust.

 

Or perhaps these satisfied (and one horrified) diners can entice you 

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QUAD: Now Available in Audiobook!

We are very pleased to announce that QUAD is now available in Audiobook! With many fangs of gratitude to Roma Gray and Night Sky Book Services for making it happen, Terry Self for his awesome narration, and as always, the fangtastically dark work of Mar Garcia-Amorena for this apocalyptically insane cover!

If you prefer to have your stories read to you, Terry will put you right there inside the head of our protagonist, and leave you shaken by the end. Also available as a Kindle eBook, whichever way you cut it, you’re in for a terrorific time!

https://www.audible.com/pd/Fiction/Quad-Audiobook/B07DWHL48F

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ABYSMAL FEAST: COVER REVEAL

The next round of depravities to be served up by Toneye Eyenot will be sure to turn the stomachs of the most hardened of fiends. ABYSMAL FEAST: An Agglomeration of Anthropophagic Atrocities is a cannibalistic concoction of carnage and chaos that you won’t soon forget! On your plates soon from the kitchen of Luniakk Publications. With the full wrap on its way in the next day or so, here is the front cover, once again cooked up by the disturbingly talented Mar G-A.! And why the flesh not? Give this scrumptious entree a try, on us 💀

“…Over the coming days, Meg became violently ill. The meagre meal of Peter’s arm, only a few bites, disagreed with her terribly. Peter had been sick to begin with, and although the eating of human flesh was in itself unnatural and repulsive, the disease ridden meat had caused Meg to become extremely unwell. She had purged herself from every orifice over the ensuing days and had become weak, listless, and once again starving. To her great fortune, however, Joe returned after only four days since her inaugural cannibalistic foray.

The dim starlight flooded her tomb briefly, blinding Meg after being kept in perfect darkness for so long. The wet thump of a new roommate being deposited, before the room plunged once more into pitch black, gave Meg new hope. She hadn’t revisited Peter since her first meal, after the terrible illness her devourment of his dead, stinking flesh had brought on. Here though, was a fresh meal. Perhaps this one wouldn’t be such a sickening endeavour…”

Available on Amazon

Enter the Minds of a Luniakk: What to Expect in 2018

2018 has seen the birth of Luniakk Publications – initially a platform, in collaboration with Disturbing Drawings and The Bold Mom, from which to launch the selected works of Toneye Eyenot and Mar Garcia. After four years of being traditionally published with J. Ellington Ashton Press and having work appearing in dozens of anthologies, it was decided that these tales of terror should be brought together in one place as a series of collections, under a brand indicative of the various writing ‘personalities’ Eyenot has become known for.

Since its inception, Luniakk has begun to grow in a few different directions while still  maintaining the primary focus. The merging with The Bold Mom and Disturbing Drawings takes us into the realms of promotion, as well as publishing related services like formatting, editing and book covers for self published authors. We’ll help you get it in shape, and get it seen.

As the year progresses, Luniakk Publications will be unleashing Hell in various forms:  novellas, illustrated collections of short stories and poetry. Also, an ancient and arcane discovery – translated into English by Eyenot – so terrifying the very fabric of existence may be torn asunder. Step into our darkness and descend into the foulest depths of Hell.

APOCALYPTIC MADNESS!

Brand new from Luniakk Publications, we bring you this short story of Apocalyptic despair! Available in Kindle e-book at only 99c, and now also in audiobook! Enjoy a small sample of the chaos:

…From what I could see, the people were blowing to bits, and anyone unfortunate enough to be hit by the flying portions of human exploded within moments themselves. There was an indescribable stench in the air. Cars were smashing into poles, buildings and each other; on fire, detonating with deafening roars. People were screaming and exploding left, right and centre. I can’t begin to illustrate to you the sheer scale of hysteria, which permeated the very air I struggled to breathe as I ran, with just words. You simply had to be there to fully appreciate what I am trying to say. The entire atmosphere was stifling. This is stifling, just writing these words… Where the hell is everybody? I need to get out of this box. Breathe.

Get inside the mind of this reluctant survivor here:

Kindle: mybook.to/QUAD

Audiobook: https://www.audible.com/pd/Fiction/Quad-Audiobook/B07DWHL48F

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