Some people like to flirt with danger. These guys kick it in the balls and then shag its sister.

When two bikers are found half-eaten, the coroner’s report records an animal attack. But England doesn’t have any large predators. Unless you count werewolves.

Tempest Michaels, paranormal detective, gets hired by the dead bikers’ gang to find out what happened and point the finger at a new rival motorcycle club in the next town. Calling themselves the Herne Bay Howlers, they proudly display a werewolf on their jackets, and they are far from your average Hell’s Angels.

But Tempest doesn’t believe in the paranormal, and werewolves are right up there on his list of fake nonsense he wants to kick in the nuts. He goes in fully charged and ready, with former army mate and force of nature Big Ben at his side. However, this mystery is nothing like the simple case he expected, and when Amanda Harper, his business partner/girlfriend, demands he drop it, he’ll have to put everything on the line to find the truth.

Is he right? Are they just idiots in good costumes, or is he about to bite off something that will chew him? The stakes are always high, but when the chips come down, do the guys have what it takes to see this one through?

Don’t miss your chance to find out because everyone loves a snark-fueled action fest.

The paranormal? It’s all nonsense, but proving it might just get them all killed.