No Safe Words in the Wasteland

THERE ARE NO SAFEWORDS IN THE WASTELAND.

Let’s be honest—you’re sick of the training wheels.

You’re exhausted by the sanitized, focus-grouped little nightmares served up in porcelain saucers by mainstream publishing. You’re starving for something raw, something that leaves a copper taste of blood on the tongue and a predatory shadow lingering behind your eyes.

Good. Because Obsidian Skull Press is about to drag you face-first into the chaotic abyss.

Edited by macabre visionary TL Hutton and the very pulse of atmospheric dread, Devon Kutchlen, No Safewords in the Wasteland is not a book; it’s an excavation of the polite, manicured decay hiding just beneath the veneer of modern society, exposing normalized bondages we polite-away over morning coffee

There are no safe spaces in the modern world. And in this wasteland? There are certainly no safewords.

We’ve unleashed a fearless collective of literary alchemists to sift through the shadows of social ruin, and they’ve brought back seven terrifying tales.

Inside these pages, you will willingly surrender your sanity to:

💀 Tim McDonald’s brutal, razor-wire urban jungles, where systemic cruelty and ruthless border enforcement bleed into waking nightmares (Strays).

💀 Cassandra Knightshade’s suffocating, labyrinthine depths of psychological gaslighting and terminal isolation (Jaded Box).

💀 Cody Creiger’s unflinching, stomach-churning body horror, dragging historical depravity kicking and screaming into the light (Unbind Thy Tongue).

💀 Rob McLaughlin’s black-market witchcraft, where dark arts are forged not for parlor tricks, but in the desperate, bleeding need for raw justice (Our Lady of Holy Death).

💀 And co-editor TL Hutton’s twisted genius—tracking the perilous, breathless flight of shattered innocence (Down Beside the Rails), the toxic, bigoted roots choking the life out of communities (Blood & Rainbows), and the dizzying, blood-soaked highs of warped spiritual delusion (The Other Side of God).

Drop the safeword. Step past the border, open the box, cut away the tongue—and let the wasteland have you.