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July 29, 2018 AD
It is a kilometre and a half from her mother's gate to the police station, and Jenny sits in the car park unable to get out of the car. She rings her husband and mouths his voicemail along with him, word for word. Then she puts her body back together at the tinted glass, piece by piece, the way she has done it for four hundred girls in the wings — and the doors open before she is ready.
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Thrown into an unfamiliar world with nothing but her medical kit and a backlog of questions, Dr. Glenda De Bruyn never asked to lead. But when strangers start arriving—wounded, lost, and dangerous—triage becomes survival. Each decision risks more than a life; it tests what remains of her logic, loyalty, and control. As the lines blur between science and myth, Glenda must confront not only the fractures in her patients—but the ones inside herself. In Clivilius, everyone bleeds. Not everyone gets patched up.
Jamie Greyson was shoved through a Portal into a dimension that shouldn't exist, by a partner he no longer trusts. In the dust and desperation of Clivilius, the son he'd only just begun to know arrives with a slit throat and no heartbeat. The lagoon brings Joel back. But when Jamie begs for a second miracle, Clivilius answers with silence. Some debts, it seems, are only paid once.
Men are vanishing across Tasmania, and Detective Senior Constable Karl Jenkins is running out of time, patience, and sanity. Every lead points to Luke Smith—but proving it means crossing lines Karl can't uncross. He breaks into houses without warrants. He sees faces in windows that shouldn't be there. He chases the wine-soaked Gladys Cramer through high-speed pursuits only for her to slip away. His partner becomes collateral damage. His sergeant's warnings go ignored. Karl knows something monstrous is happening on this island, and he'll tear through every boundary to expose it. Even if it destroys him.
Joel Gibbons had never been anywhere. Hadn't finished school. Hadn't met his father. Hadn't done much except show up for his mum and hope that counted for something. A passport application changed everything—a name on a birth certificate, a coincidence that put him in the wrong place, and a death he didn't see coming. Joel should have stayed dead. Instead, he woke in glowing water—claimed before he even drew breath—gasping back to life with three words branded somewhere deeper than skin. You are mine.
When a series of disappearances grips Tasmania’s remote edges, Detective Sarah Lahey is drawn into a case that threatens to unravel her—professionally and personally. As tensions flare with fellow detective Karl Jenkins, trust becomes a gamble neither can afford. In the search for truth, they’ll find the shadows run deeper than they imagined. Into the Dark is a haunting thriller about loyalty, obsession, and the cost of stepping beyond the light.
In winter-locked Hobart, Jenny Triffett’s husband vanishes without warning. The police insist he left willingly. But Jenny sees signs others miss—bruises on her son, shadows that don’t belong. As her sense of reality begins to splinter, she finds an unlikely ally in Sharon Pafistis, another woman grasping for answers. Together, they uncover fragments of something dark and impossible to explain. But someone is watching. Someone knows what they’re doing. And the closer Jenny gets to the truth, the more she wonders if she’s saving her son—or walking straight into the trap.
Gladys Cramer wasn’t looking for trouble—just a quiet glass of red and maybe a cat that actually came when called. But when a Portal opens, a body turns up, and a man with too many secrets begs her trust, Gladys is pulled into something vast, strange, and far too dangerous. She doesn’t know the rules. She doesn’t want the job. Dryly funny, quietly furious, and not at all qualified—Gladys is about to learn that staying out of it doesn’t mean staying safe.
Beatrix Cramer survives on invention—faces borrowed, trails broken, truths bent just enough to pass. Between two worlds, she hides behind names that aren’t hers and choices that cut too close. Livestock heists, police stations, and broken families blur into a journey both absurd and perilous. But in Clivilius, disguise is never protection for long. Every mask has its weight, every trail its consequence—and Beatrix must decide whether she is escaping danger, or simply carrying it with her.
