Tennessee Night by Stephen Leather

Supernatural detective Jack Nightingale fights Devil worshippers in Tennessee

Tennessee night

Children are killing themselves across the State of Tennessee. Is it a horrible coincidence, or are dark forces at work? When Jack Nightingale learns that there is a mysterious list of children who are at risk, he takes the case, spurred on by the fact that he knows one of the names and that makes it personal. 

His investigation brings him up against a demon from Hell who is being used on a mission of revenge. But if Nightingale is to save the children, and his own soul, he’ll need help from an old adversary. 

Stephen Leather is one of the UK’s most successful thriller writers, an Amazon and Sunday Times bestseller and author of the critically acclaimed Dan “Spider” Shepherd series and the Jack Nightingale supernatural detective novels. 

Tennessee Night is the eighth novel in the Jack Nightingale supernatural detective series. 


Genre: FICTION / Horror

Secondary Genre: FICTION / Occult & Supernatural

Language: English

Keywords: occult, supernatural, devils, demons

Word Count: 86,000

Sales info:

Praise for Stephen Leather's Jack Nightingale series: 

'Another great thriller from Stephen Leather but this time with a devilish twist!' James Herbert 

'Written with panache, and a fine ear for dialogue, Leather manages the collision between the real and the occult with exceptional skill' Daily Mail 

‘A stunning masterclass in darkness from a ferocious talent who excels in putting the devil in the details’ Daily Record

Sample text:

Dudák stood in the middle of the small cavern, eyes fixed on the far wall, though there was no light by which to see anything. Dudák was naked now, since the clothes that had once been a trademark had rotted away with the passing of the centuries. Time had meaning for clothes, but none for Dudák. Nor did hunger, thirst, heat or cold, stiffness of muscle or sinew, tiredness or boredom. 

Dudák merely stood and waited.

If necessary, the wait could continue until the mountain itself split open, crashed into the valley below and Dudák could walk from the remains and into the light again to resume the quest. Those millennia would have as little meaning as a nano-second in the great scheme of the universe. It had been ordained that Dudák was to be entombed here for a time, and at another time released. The time between was of no consequence. 

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