Award winning author, Wayne Mallows, creator of the Vampyre Tales, lives and writes from his 146 year old haunted Gothic Manor house in Niagara Falls. The home makes the perfect backdrop for Wayne to create the historically accurate, terrifyingly real characters that are found within the pages of the Vampyre Tales.

Wayne can often be seen during the summer months, sitting on the veranda of his home, or driving his 1965 Cadillac funeral coach he fondly refers to as Vicki, around the streets of Niagara Falls.

Book one in the Vampyre Tales Series, Whitechapel Road, will transport the reader back through time to rural Victorian England. It is there, within that peaceful setting that you will meet Aremis Eilbeck, a young man working alongside his family on their farm. A happen chance meeting, late one autumn evening, sets into motion a horrifying string of events, ones Aremis cannot stop nor understand. His sister Temperance, gifted with what she refers to as being her “other sight” soon begins to see that something is not right with her brother. In an emotional confrontation he is forced into exile and sent off to London in order seek out either a cure to his affliction, or have that quest put an end to what he has become.
It is there, on those dirty back streets of the Whitechapel District of 1888, a killer of unprecedented ruthlessness emerges. In a morbid game of cat and mouse, the prostitutes of Whitechapel become nothing more than a gruesome tool in this killers murderous plan.

Whitechapel Road a Vampyre Tale not only brings to life what it was like on the seedy side of Victorian London, but resurrects the true terror of what a vampyre can be.

Book two in the Vampyre Tales, Mary, Mary Quite Contrary, the reader finds themselves in modern-day London following the antics of a young man named Nathan Mallory. Forced to work for his dad’s construction company in order to earn his tuition, Nathan stumbles upon a small wooden box, the contents of which appear to be letters penned by Jack the Ripper himself. Hopeful that someone might be willing to pay handsomely for such a find, Nathan ignores the advice of his mate, Eric, and decides to take the letters public. What Nathan doesn’t realize in all of this, is that his discovery has come to the attention of the very person who had created the letters he has found.
The string of events that follow soon have the London’s Metropolitan Police collecting bodies from the streets of Whitechapel, as they try to sort out who is responsible for these gristly crimes.
However, as the body count continues to rise, many of the residents of London’s East End begin to speculate as to whether the ghost of Jack the Ripper has actually returned, while the police believe they are dealing with nothing more than a copycat killer. Despite these horrific crimes taking place on the very same streets where the Ripper carried out his gruesome handiwork, the police are quick to point out that there are some significant differences between these murders and those committed more than 100 years previous. Unlike the murders of 1888, none of these victims are not prostitutes, in fact in the beginning, there seems to be nothing that connects any of them to one another. With state of the art forensics pointing the finger of guilt directly at the impossible, one of the Inspectors assigned to the case begins to question whether the person behind these killings, as well as the ones from 1888, is actually a “person” at all.

There is one man who knows for certain what the police are up against, for he dealt with it firsthand on those same streets over a hundred years prior, and with gruesome consequences. Should he tell of what he knows and undoubtedly bring the spotlight upon himself, or stand by and let an unstoppable predator to kill at will?

Follow along on the heels of the police as they struggle to track down an unpredictable killer, a grim and exhausting task that propels them towards a conclusion none of them could have ever envisioned.

In book three of the Vampyre Tales, Unnatural Selection, the reader is once again taken back through time to World War I, Europe. Aremis, having become utterly discontent with his life, one that is largely composed of, planning and then carrying out one murder after another in order to procure his own existence, finds himself contemplating his own demise. Seeking an end to an existence he neither asked for nor can seemingly rid himself of, he formulates a plan that will see his final days come to fruition on a battlefield in France. The plan itself, although well founded in theory, does not go quite as he had envisioned and he finds himself in the care of a young nurse, one who despite her professional mannerisms, seems to carry her own dark secret.

While carrying out her duties within a makeshift field hospital, this young woman briefly catches sight of something within the man she is fighting desperately to save; something that she is convinced is not of this earth. Unable to confirm what she had seen with others who had worked alongside her that day, she files the unsettling image away in her mind and quietly continues to go about her daily routines, while at the same time maintaining a curious interest in her new patient.

What had started out as nothing more than duty-born obligation to save another human-being, slowly begins to evolve into something more intimate. The romantic connection that is gingerly created between a nurse and her patient; soon has her questioning everything she has come to understand about life and what lies beyond. Those questions ultimately bringing her face to face with, not only her own mortality, but the dark truth of her own shadowy past.

In book four of the Vampyre Tales, Dark Origins, the reader is taken back to the beginning. To the dark origins.

“So is everything we have been taught, everything that we have come to know, is it all wrong then?”

“Everything as you have come to understand it to be, is nothing more than a carefully constructed, meticulously maintained and ruthlessly enforced fabrication.”