The dead of Crowsmoor are light sleepers. Some say they sleep with one eye open, keeping watch over the restless ones. When Beth Trevithick is sent as parish priest to the isolated and scattered community of Crowsmoor, in the middle of bleak Bodmin Moor, Cornwall, she finds a community entrenched in fear and superstition and belief in an ancient curse born of dark magic. She gets unexpected help in the form of Mike Travis, ex RAF helicopter pilot medically discharged after crashing in war torn Afghanistan, he has turned to his other love, the paranormal, devoting all of his time to paranormal...

Announcing the third in the Mike Travis paranormal investigator series A longer pause and then a lowered tone. ""Jesus Christ, Josh. What have you found?"" An even longer pause. ""The Ark of the Covenant."" When paranormal investigator Mike Travis answers a call for help, he doesn't anticipate being flung headlong into Ancient Egyptian secrets in "The Sacred Ark." An old acquaintance needs his help in his search for proof that his controversial theories are correct, theories which have resulted in him being ridiculed by the world of archaeology. Mike finds himself in the heart of the Sinai...

Introducing the sixth Mike Travis paranormal investigation Paranormal Investigator Mike Travis's day is about to get way past difficult. His friend, Jack Carter, has been kidnapped, and it all revolves around an old manuscript that was supposedly a copy of one made by Merlin himself before he was magically cast into a crystal cave by his lover and student, Nimue. Who has Jack? And where is he? The trail leads Mike to the Inquisition, alive and well on the fringes of the Vatican, with their reaches in his own neighbourhood. They want the manuscript and what it refers to - Merlin and Excalibur....

When paranormal investigator, Mike Travis and his pregnant wife Beth relocate to an idyllic cottage in rural Monmouthshire, they didn't bargain for a sitting tenant. The spirit of Adain Powell, brutally murdered by the lecherous and ruthless Judge Llewellyn in 1654, still haunts the cottage and adjoining wood, unable to rest until the truth surrounding her death and the wrongful accusation of her husband for her murder are brought to light. In the cellar of The Black Mountain Inn, another is stirring. Judge Thomas Llewellyn's grave is unearthed and his old bones, his very old bones are the...