“Oh my Lord,” whispered Lizzie, looking over Alice’s shoulder. “Would you look at that?” Alice, startled by the change in Lizzie’s voice, turned to see what had caused it. Sitting not 10 feet from them was the biggest, blackest butterfly she had ever seen. It was resting on the pacay tree at the very end of the garden, balancing on the tip of a giant palm at head height. The butterfly opened and closed its wings slowly and they flashed with a rich darkness.

Moises Quispé has heard the whispered rumours about the Black Butterfly – its hypnotic, velvet wings, two feet across and as dark and mystical as the Peruvian jungle night; a jungle receding to a soundtrack of chainsaws and hate; a jungle that gave him life and embraces the spirit of his murdered family. So he searches. Not because of the one million nuevo sol offered for its capture by the maniacal Mr Dollie, or because his mentor – who believes the rumours – has disappeared so completely, but because he must.

Perhaps the Black Butterfly has been searching for him too, desperate to reveal the tight, elegant writing embedded in its wings. Its stories: tall, dark and cautionary tales of a doomed humanity that he alone can read. And when the butterfly finally submits, the danger that Moises finds himself in pales into insignificance against the fate of humanity itself. The Black Butterfly has chosen him to deliver its message and the future of mankind is in his hands. Man’s imagination will be nature’s revenge...

This gripping and suspensive thriller will appeal to readers who enjoy being kept guessing.

“Mark James Barrett is a name to look out for in the future. He is a writer of considerable talent and relevance to our confusing modern times. A truly original read by a rising literary talent.”
Hayley Sherman, author, editor and ghost writer, Whoosh Editing