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Chapters (77)
  1. Cover
  2. Discover the series you can’t put down …
  3. Epigraph
  4. PROLOGUE
  5. Chapter 1
  6. Chapter 2
  7. Chapter 3
  8. Chapter 4
  9. Chapter 5
  10. Chapter 6
  11. Chapter 7
  12. Chapter 8
  13. Chapter 9
  14. Chapter 10
  15. Chapter 11
  16. Chapter 12
  17. Chapter 13
  18. Chapter 14
  19. Chapter 15
  20. Chapter 16
  21. Chapter 17
  22. Chapter 18
  23. Chapter 19
  24. Chapter 20
  25. Chapter 21
  26. Chapter 22
  27. Chapter 23
  28. Chapter 24
  29. Chapter 25
  30. Chapter 26
  31. Chapter 27
  32. Chapter 28
  33. Chapter 29
  34. Chapter 30
  35. Chapter 31
  36. Chapter 32
  37. Chapter 33
  38. Chapter 34
  39. Chapter 35
  40. Chapter 36
  41. Chapter 37
  42. Chapter 38
  43. Chapter 39
  44. Chapter 40
  45. Chapter 41
  46. Chapter 42
  47. Chapter 43
  48. Chapter 44
  49. Chapter 45
  50. Chapter 46
  51. Chapter 47
  52. Chapter 48
  53. Chapter 49
  54. Chapter 50
  55. Chapter 51
  56. Chapter 52
  57. Chapter 53
  58. Chapter 54
  59. Chapter 55
  60. Chapter 56
  61. Chapter 57
  62. Chapter 58
  63. Chapter 59
  64. Chapter 60
  65. Chapter 61
  66. Chapter 62
  67. Chapter 63
  68. Chapter 64
  69. Keep Reading …
  70. When things get rough, we should all have a friend like Ben Hope …
  71. TERROR HAS A NAME …
  72. ONLY THE STRONG SURVIVE.
  73. DEEP SOUTH.DEEPER SECRETS.
  74. Spring 2021
  75. About the Author
  76. By the same author:
  77. About the Publisher

‘The crime was attributed to some drugged-up lunatic who already had two more murders on his record,’ Shelton said. ‘But the message to me was clear. Dave had been punished for his betrayal. He couldn’t meet the terms of his bargain with Satan, and he suffered the penalty. That was what made me understand the real truth about the forces of Good and Evil. It set me on a path that I’ll never turn away from, not until all these monsters are eradicated.

‘You see, I now believe that this is my calling in life, and that in some horrible sense poor Dave was God’s messenger, sent to open my eyes to reality. I withdrew to this lonely, quiet spot, built my new home and tore into my quest to research and discover everything I could about the Luciferian cabals that have infected our world like a disease and seduced and inveigled their way to the highest levels of power. And then, I found out about the Pandemonium Club.’

Chapter 45

Shelton said, ‘On the face of it, the Pandemonium Club is simply a social establishment that continues a long tradition within the culture of Britain and elsewhere. It doesn’t openly advertise its existence – you won’t find it on the internet – but nor does it try to conceal it entirely. To understand the nature of these mysterious societies, it’s worth knowing something about their historical background. Have either of you heard of the Hellfire Club?’

‘A hellfire missile, yes,’ Wolf said. ‘Never a club.’

‘It dates back to the early eighteenth century,’ Shelton explained. ‘In actual fact there never was a single “Hellfire Club”, because it’s a generic name given to a particular sort of exclusive gentlemen’s club that emerged around 1718. Membership of these groups was offered to upper-class rakes and libertines who wished to take part in activities that would have been socially regarded as immoral. Their meetings were a way for wayward young gentlemen, as well as the not-so-young, to let their hair down and give vent to their wilder side. Drinking, doing drugs, cavorting with harlots, all the usual dissolute pursuits. At least, that was the idea in principle.’

‘But I’m guessing they were something more than that,’ Ben said.

‘And you’d be right. The first well-known so-called Hellfire Club was the one founded by Lord Philip Wharton, the 1st Duke of Wharton, an esteemed politician who also had a reputation for being a rake, a drunkard and a rioter. It’s unclear who its members were exactly, but we can imagine they were all well-connected individuals. In their ceremonies they dressed as characters from the Bible, and satirised and mocked the Christian religion in honour of the club’s patron, supposedly the Devil himself.’

‘No shit,’ Wolf said.