THE STORY SO FAR
MY JOURNEY, SOURCES OF MY IDEAS,
AND MY INSPIRATION
Very simply, I decided after years of thinking that I could, that I would finally write the book I always believed was in me.
It felt a little strange, not just to me, but to those around me as well. I’ve always been the type to use a hundred words where ten might do, so maybe it wasn’t that out of character after all.
I’ve always questioned things—never quite accepting what’s on the surface as the whole truth. There’s always something beneath, something deeper. And, as they say, never let the truth get in the way of a good story.
So, after years of carrying an idea and a few scattered lines in my head, I finally put pen to paper in February 2025.
Maybe it was my state of mind over the last few years. But there was one line I couldn’t shake—something that echoed in my head like a haunting lyric. I always thought I’d use it someday, maybe in a song, maybe in a story:
“If I had a gun, I would have used it by now.”
I never really stopped to unpack the meaning. It wasn’t a threat. It wasn’t despair. Just a phrase—dark, maybe—but something that lingered. A quiet reminder of a feeling I couldn’t quite name.
Then one day, I was watching the news. Four of the richest, most powerful men on the planet were standing together on TV, grinning, shaking hands, basking in the glow of another election win. I won’t say who—they’re not real people in the book, even if they lit the fuse. None of the characters are based on real individuals, but let’s just say… there were inspirations.
And in that moment, it hit me: We’re doomed. These men control what we read, what we see, what we believe. They don’t just influence the world—they own it. And with one decision, one command, they could end it. Just like that.
That was my end of the world is nigh moment.
Revelations. The Apocalypse. The Horsemen.
I’ve always been fascinated by the line between truth and possibility, where real history, speculative tech, and ancient conspiracies converge. Inspired by authors like Michael Crichton, Dan Brown, Chris Kuzneski, James Rollins, and Lee Child, I write thrillers that ground high-stakes fiction in the real world, asking what if the secrets were true all along?
Many of my characters are based on real-life individuals. Adam Hayes reflects parts of my own story—childhood struggles, a knack for code and electronics, and battles with mental health. William Armitage is based on a close relative who served during the Troubles in Northern Ireland. Other elements are drawn from real events, adapted and twisted into fiction to serve the story.
I’ve walked many of the places I write about—from the hills of Cyprus to the streets of Belfast, the frozen vastness of Iceland to the old stones of Athens and the wide reaches of Canada. I want readers to feel the reality beneath the story, because the more grounded the world, the deeper the shadows cast.
Operation Steakknife was a covert British intelligence mission during The Troubles, involving a top-level IRA mole secretly working for the British Army’s Force Research Unit. Known as “Stakeknife,” he allegedly provided intelligence while helping execute suspected informers—raising allegations of state-sanctioned killings, cover-ups, and deep collusion in Northern Ireland.
Operation Gladio was a secret NATO-backed “stay-behind” network established during the Cold War to resist potential Soviet invasion in Europe. Active mainly in Italy, it later became linked to false flag attacks, political manipulation, and domestic terrorism aimed at shaping public opinion. Its exposure sparked major controversy over Western covert interference.
My first time in Greece—and what a city to start with. Athens is a breathtaking fusion of ancient history, living mythology, and sun-soaked streets humming with stories. I spent a week there with my incredible wife, and it quickly became one of the most inspiring places I’ve ever visited.
Standing beneath the shadow of the Acropolis (yes, it really is that awe-inspiring), I felt the weight of history pressing through the stone. It’s no surprise that this iconic city made its way into Before The Shadows Rise. In one key scene, the Horsemen—those enigmatic architects of global disruption—meet in the heart of Athens, cloaked by legend and secrets.
If you’re a fan of thrillers rooted in real places and layered with mystery, myth, and conspiracy, you’ll understand why this city left such a mark.
In April, I walked through the same stone corridors and sun-bleached courtyards that my characters once did in Before the Shadows Rise. Cyprus has always felt ancient, layered, haunted — but standing inside Kolossi Castle, with its worn fleur-de-lis etched faintly into the limestone walls, the lines between fiction and memory began to blur.
This is the very castle Claire and Margaret Armitage visit in Chapter 13, after William loses his leg in the Balkans and is recovering at the real-life Princess Mary’s Hospital at RAF Akrotiri — a facility tucked inside a British military base still active today.
“Some artists weren’t painting faith,” William says quietly. “They were preserving memory.”
— Before the Shadows Rise, Chapter 13
Inside the frescoed chapel at Kolossi, I saw it too — the aged Crucifixion scene, halos oddly triangulated, and a near-hidden fleur-de-lis tucked behind Christ’s right hand. Just as Claire senses in the novel, there’s something eerily deliberate about the geometry, a kind of code hidden in paint and silence.
“They form a triangle. Perfectly spaced. That’s not artistic coincidence. It’s deliberate,” Claire observes, her voice caught between curiosity and something deeper.
— Claire Armitage
These real places anchor the novel’s speculative conspiracy in authentic geography. The hospital at Akrotiri, the castle’s Crusader architecture, the fresco’s strange symbols — all exist, and all play a role in the psychological and historical layering of the book.
This is why Before the Shadows Rise isn’t just fiction. It’s a thriller rooted in real soil, where ancient stones still whisper, and forgotten symbols still resonate.
If you ever find yourself in Cyprus, take the road west. Stand inside Kolossi Castle. Look at the fresco. Then ask yourself what Claire did: “Was it art? Or was it a signal?”
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