An editor and multi-published author, Nerine Dorman currently resides in Cape Town, South Africa, with her visual artist husband. Some of the publishers with whom she has worked include Lyrical Press, Dark Continents Publishing and eKhaya (an imprint of Random House Struik). She has been involved in the media industry for more than a decade, with a background in magazine and newspaper publishing, commercial fiction, and print production management within a below-the-line marketing environment. Her book reviews, as well as travel, entertainment and lifestyle editorial regularly appear in national newspapers. A few of her interests include music, travel, history, Egypt, art, photography, psychology, philosophy, magic and the natural world.
Her published works include Khepera Rising, Khepera Redeemed, The Namaqualand Book of the Dead, Tainted Love (writing as Therése von Willegen), Hell’s Music (writing as Therése von Willegen), What Sweet Music They Make, and Inkarna. Her short fiction regularly features in anthologies.
Titles co-written with Carrie Clevenger include Just My Blood Type, and Blood and Fire.
She is the editor of the Bloody Parchment anthologies, Volume One; Hidden Things, Lost Things and Other Stories; and The Root Cellar and Other Stories. In addition, she also organises the annual Bloody Parchment event in conjunction with the South African HorrorFest.
She is also a founding member and co-ordinator for the Adamastor Writers’ Guild; edits The Egyptian Society of South Africa’s quarterly newsletter, SHEMU; and from time to time assists on set with the award-winning BlackMilk Productions.
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Fire: The Salamander Lord
The witch Enya is sent on an impossible mission to capture a creature born of fire—a salamander lord. Only Enya doesn't expect her passions to be ignited in the ruins of Castle Mondragon. Nor is she prepared for the immense power her fascination with fire unleashes.
Be it in our dreams or flights of fancy that take us into uncharted territory, our hopes and desires often birth twisted imaginings. This selection of tales, some devious or whimsical, others downright eerie and unsettling, offer glimpses into other, darker realities.
Khepera Redeemed (Books of Khepera #2)
All Jamie wants is to get his life back on track. After all, no self-respecting occultist needs entanglement with a pack of fanatical Christo-militants. Nor does he want blood on his hands – innocent or not. But the nightmare is far from over. Now a fresh brand of hell is stalking the shadows in dreams, and young women are dying in violent ritual killings.
Who does a black magician turn to when it seems like his carefully constructed world’s about to disintegrate?
“The United Kingdom has Tanith Lee, the United States has Caitlin Kiernan, and South Africa has Nerine Dorman. An interesting Dark triangle.
International Horror Critic Award Nominee
Just My Blood Type
(4.40 from 10 reviews)
A romance author gets more than she bargains for when she responds to a mysterious text message to meet a stranger at a bar called Pale Rider. A teaser for Crooked Fang.
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- The Enchantments of Flesh and Spirit
on Nov. 29, 2009
After struggling to find printed copies of this novel in my home town, it's absolutely fabulous that Storm has finally gotten 'round to releasing her Wraeththu series as ebook.
In this novel, we get to follow Pellaz's journey of discovery when he is incepted into the ranks of the Wraeththu. The tale gradually unfolds, showing a richly textured world without overwhelming readers.
There were times when I grew annoyed with Pell's behaviour near the end, but overall this is a daring read. It wasn't easy wrapping my head around the Wraeththu sexuality because it is unlike anything I've encountered in fiction thus far. Looking forward to reading the rest of the series.
- Across the Way
on April 11, 2012
Under normal circumstances, Sam probably would never have danced around her apartment in her underwear, but too much cranberry schnapps leads to her moment of indiscretion, and her discovery of the young man she affectionately names The Boy. And so begins her obsession, if not an addiction. Sam soon spends more time spying on and taking photos of The Boy than going out, and lives herself entirely in his world to the detriment of her own, up until such time that their paths eventually do cross.
Of course how does one explain incriminating evidence once the cards are on the table? Sam as a character is self-aware in that she knows her behaviour isn’t healthy, but she can’t help herself and in that Zakari salvages what could be quite a creepy story of stalking if not so sensitively handled.
Sam could be any one of us, and I can safely say very few of us haven’t experienced unrequited love. To a degree there is some sadness to Across the Way if one considers how modern city living isolates people and often makes it difficult for us to meet new people. Or indeed to reach out to them. Isolation is a big theme in this story.
My verdict: if you’d like a small taste of what Zakari is capable of before you commit to one of her longer works, give Across the Way a try. She writes the kind of erotica I like to label as “hot writing for chicks who like to think”. The characters are not larger-than-life as one would find in standard romance and erotica examples. They’re real, three-dimensional people in what feels like authentic situations. She doesn’t fall into the trap of hyper-reality, and therefore leaves readers feeling that they too, have had a voyeuristic peek into the lives of others.
Her story-telling leaves me thoroughly satisfied, and Zakari’s characterisation lets me feel as though for a short while I visited in others’ lives, and for a brief time shared in their loves and losses.
on Sep. 16, 2013
I'm a bit torn on this book. I really dig the premise and Sharon Sant's done a fantastic job painting an unsettling future that lies quite close to the bone, but I admit I felt a fair amount of disconnect while reading. Part of me *wanted* ... no *needed* the author to go deeper into Elijah's voice.
At most I felt like I was only skimming the surface which at times got a bit frustrating. I wanted to feel more what motivated Elijah and the others.
Pacing wise, things move along fairly slowly and there's a gradual build-up to the climax. I wasn't gripping the edge of my seat or anything but I'd have liked to have garnered more of a sense of urgency.
I want to like Runners a lot. Really. And I love settings redolent with urban decay as this one is. But suspect the fault lies with the reader – I really couldn't relate to the characters. Tessa showed a lot of pluck but we don't really get to see much of her, while Elijah's impulsiveness often has him acting without thinking – and suffering the repercussions. And I find that I didn't really *get* him.
Still, this is an enjoyable read for those who're into their YA lit, and does a good job capturing the frustration of youngsters who're trying to find their place in the world.
- The Mouth
on July 30, 2014
Two words best describe this story: “short” and “wicked”. Lux Zakari writes intelligent erotic romance that will appeal to those who enjoy stories that are sexually charged yet have a little more bite to them than the average romance fare.
The premise for The Mouth is simple: A group of young women begin to obsess about a socially uncool guy who surprises them with an unexpected talent – what he can do with his mouth – but I’ll leave the rest up to your imagination.
The underlying theme follows on how we tend to objectify the opposite sex, but for me to say more will ruin this story.
Zakari is in top form with this piece, which totally made me sit back with a stupid grin on my face by the time I was done. Nicely done, lady. Very nicely done.
PS: If you’re looking for a sample of Zakari’s fiction then this one’s ideal – you can read it in less than 10 minutes.