The Hidden Masters and The Unspeakable Evil: A Hard Drinking Occult Adventure with Gambling... and Frivolous Trousers

There's a magickal conspiracy of apocalyptic proportions brewing in Blackpool-and only the Hidden Masters can make it worse.

Dark forces are stirring in Blackpool, one of Britain's seaside towns, where something is planning to turn it into the Las Vegas of northern England. But in the back alleys and crumbling sheds, ancient rituals are being enacted... and that's the good guys.

By all appearances, Nigel, Wayne, and Clint are just three middle-aged blokes from Hemel Hempstead on a weekend getaway. But behind the pub banter and questionable intoxicants, lies something older, weirder, and only slightly more competent. They're the Three Hidden Masters-chaos magicians who occasionally save the world at the weekend.

If the Hidden Masters do have a plan-it mostly involves trying not to get arrested, reading the tarot, and arguments about using magick to start a broken-down car. They may be too wasted to make a sandwich, but when it comes to the occasional burst of actual sorcery... they're our only hope.

The Hidden Masters must save the world by Sunday night-because they have to be back at work on Monday morning.

The Hidden Masters and the Unspeakable Evil is a laugh-out-loud esoteric satire packed with British humour, heavy drinking, chaotic magick, and an apocalypse inconveniently scheduled for the weekend. Join three not-quite-heroes as they stumble through ancient rituals, consult pub-based oracles over pints, and unleash cosmic consequences that no one (least of all them) is prepared for. Perfect for readers who enjoy magical mayhem, occult absurdity, and the kind of secret societies that probably lost the manual. It's perfect for fans of Robert Rankin, Tom Holt and Charles Stross.