More bone-breaking, blood-turning and nerve-rattling than anything you've read.

Spring in OUTBACK Brewarrina, Australia has started with wishes and hopes for locals and tourists alike invading the world-acclaimed lush Healing Gardens. Then, quite suddenly, one couple and an older man are heinously attacked and ravaged by a furious, barbaric wolf - no ordinary wolf instead a 6 metre 500 kilo WEREWOLF.

The battle is waged! Overnight the Gardens is converted into a battlefield which ebbs and flow with killing the predator and not killing local business as honest Police Sergeant Jon Maree and his police officers, Leni London, Jun-Li and the eccentric Bruce Doney battle the elements of bloodlust, conservationists and crazy town folk. All underpinned by ill-gotten gains, mayhem and compromised opinion.

But the man-eating werewolf speedy, furious, fierce, frantic, hungry, and bone rattling BIG has an incredible instinct for survival. It has tasted blood, human bone and muscle, discriminates against nothing and wants more and more and more. And it will stop at nothing to get it.

As junior Police officer Bruce Doney so aptly puts it,

'STONE THE CROWS! STREWTH!!

Yesterday there were reports of a murder she wrote at the Spring Garden Trails.

So, what's the go?

Cobbers, settle down. There has been some Spring gossip floating around that stinks like a Dutch oven at midnight. Firstly for mental health sake, grab a sanga, wash it down with some jungle juice and take a Captain Cook at this. Lions, tigers and bears, oh noo? But a bloody leather poof here in Bree. Bloody hell, I tell ya, grab a dog's eye, a Christmas cheer and cast your peepers over this. It's chunderful, so if you already have a stomach full of orchestra stalls, then head to church instead.

Once in a Harry Styles, a thing like this exists in nature. But keep this in mind, I haven't had an optic nerve at it yet, but by all reports, it calls for the second set of undies when you do see it. A Werewolf, yes, people a Werewolf here in Aussie-land.

Nope, it's not Taylor Lautner from Twilight but built like purple rain, and it's stationed here in the cigarette cartons - Spring Gardens for the unaware. Not down the line or with the Billy Crystals but here in my own paper card.

But fair dinkum. Get here now before we fu$#in kill it. It's a Barry Crocker!*

From each bloodcurdling, chilling moment to the final spine-rattling showdown between men and beast, AN AUSSIE WEREWOLF IN THE OUTBACK is a fast-paced terror-packed and funny suspense novel that will have you cheering for the underdog and thankful you weren't there!

Strewth - It's Drippy!

*Ps If you don't get true Aussie lingo there's cheat sheets at the back of the book!