Come here, into the space that exists between the light and the dark...where a masked god plays with the blind puppet-folk who worship him...where a woman dying to get out of this life finds black salvation in an old shop across the street...where churches and theatres become places of dismal communion...where dreams and nightmares guide the unwitting and unwilling through the broken patterns of their lives. These are fragments, thoughts and memories of a shadow world that linger on in the brain after waking. These are the night's residue.

The City is a house of flies, slowly rotting away. Soho Ghetto is a place of riots, sex, abuse and disease but it is no worse than the corporate meat-markets that staff their offices with the corpses of recently-deceased employees. Have you ever been to The Shop? Would you know a Bottom-Feeder if you saw one? Do you know what it feels like to be eaten alive by a Redundancy Package? Would you like to meet a Fallen Angel? All of these things and more are here. This is the bestiary of the 21st Century. This darkness mine.

The Old School stood alone and abandoned on the edge of the Old Town, somewhere in the South-East of England. It was a place of horror and old nightmares; where shadows gathered and the silence was haunted by the voices of the dead. Clifton, Jenna and Louise are being drawn back to the Old School, drawn by something shaped from their own darkness and despair. It waits for them, it calls to them, and it yearns to take everything from them. Because it was once like them but now it is something else. Forgotten and unloved. Unforgiven and hated. It is the Thing Behind the Door.

Out at sea, off the coast of Gallipoli, the black teeth of Cape Helles await Gallipoli, 1916. The campaign is lost. The Turks are driving the Anzacs from their dugouts. Amongst them is Tom Potter, a man who left England in disgrace, hoping to start his life over in New Zealand. But his ghosts have not let him go and, when he is cast adrift, lost at sea, they seek him out, they maroon him upon a grey and dismal island. A place where Tom discovers he is not alone, that he is being watched by horrors who have fed upon the blood spilled in the trenches of Passchendaele and the streets of London,...

Vampires are loose in the trenches of the First World War. Passchendaele, 1917. Private Reg Wilson is a man with a name but no memories. A soldier who remembers nothing of life before the fighting began. Until he comes to Black Wood, a tainted place that knows him intimately. There, he will discover a darkness buried long ago by time and dust. An appetite that has been awoken by war. A hunger that will feed upon his blood, his regrets and his worst fears. It will show him what he has forgotten. It will show him nightmare made flesh. And, before he dies, it will make him look deep into the...

Khale: a wanderer no more, he sits on the throne of Tumenfell as usurper. The Gorenwald: the endless forest-sea where a nameless evil lurks. The White Sons: zealots who have bred a monstrous army to conquer Tumenfell. Leste the Red: tortured for years - full of hate and pain - she comes to take Khale's head. Could this be the end for Khale? Will he fall to the approaching hordes of chaos, or to Leste's avenging blade?

The land of Tirlane has fallen to the evil Lamia, but Willow Grey and Henu the Wealdsman escape her clutches aboard the legendary Pale Ship. To free Tirlane, they embark on a voyage that will take them to islands where cats rule over men, ruined cities are inhabited by living statues, and stranger places where spirits can make the wildest and darkest of dreams come true. But it is beyond these isles that the real challenges lie; can Willow Grey survive the perilous trials of the Skeleton Tower? Will Henu face his fears, or be consumed by the darkness growing within him? And what awaits them...