Tuesday, May 27, 2014

State Of Infection

by Michael J Frey

Description of book:
Just months before the Battle of Central Park and the onset of the Second Civil War, President Obama declares martial law in New York, New Jersey and Connecticut as Montoya's encephalopathy spreads.
Despite the military's best efforts, the government falls and Manhattan is reborn as a city-state under a military dictatorship. Survivors Mike Calaf, and Avalon Calendar struggle to survive, caught between the zombies and the new ruler of New York.
But long before the zombie infection, during the First Civil War, Doctor William Jackson (of the Confederate States of America) is trying to unravel the mystery behind this strange new sickness. He knows that if Complex P fails to work, there could be devastating consequences which might influence the future of mankind.


It’s been nearly a year since the outbreak. Most people call it the ZA infection, though it’s not really an infection. The proper medical term is Montoya’s encephalopathy (named after Claude Montoya, the French researcher who spearheaded the early studies).
I was in my office seeing patients when it began. Back then I had a medical practice on the Upper East Side of Manhattan, about a block away from my one bedroom apartment. I could get from my office to my home before you could say Jack Robinson. It was convenient as heck (and in the end, probably saved my life).
In those days my biggest concern was keeping the practice growing. Medicine is, among many things, a business, and like most businesses, mine had overhead. Lots of overhead. In my case overhead meant two receptionists and two nurses. I also had the malpractice insurance to cover, which seemed to go up almost every year. Next came the office supplies (both secretarial and medical). Then throw in the computers, maintenance, and a small reserve for holiday parties. Private practice in New York City was a costly beast to say the least.
Fortunately, I did pretty well and was able to celebrate my black Friday earlier and earlier each year. I wish I could attribute my good fortune to my skills as a doctor, but as Avalon might say, that dog won’t hunt. There were plenty of good docs in New York City before the ZA infection, so I had to find a way to stand out. The real secret to my success was keeping the waiting down to a bare minimum. I prided myself on it. Everyone hates waiting for the doctor, I get that, I hate it too. And no group of people does hurried and rushed like Manhattanites. So if Mrs. Kessler had an appointment at noon, she was seen by noon, or sooner. That, and a pair of the friendliest secretaries known to mankind, is what kept my people coming back.
Of course, it didn’t always work out that way. All it took was one complicated condition to throw off the schedule. For example, during what I thought was a routine physical exam, I felt an enlarged liver in a fifteen-year-old boy. That’s how a visit booked for twenty minutes became forty-five minutes. After explaining the findings to a terrified patient and his mother, I then had to order liver function tests, screening tests for hepatitis and a CT scan of the abdomen. It takes time, but it has to get done. You do what you can while keeping the bottom line in mind. And, if Mrs. Kessler wants to tell you about her son’s academic success at Brandeis University, or Mr. Barkman wants to show you pics of his new Shetland Sheepdog? Well, you smile and look at the pics, or at least that’s what I did. Good word of mouth followed, and my practice grew; satisfying both my needs as a physician, and as a businessman.
I wish I could say my office was filled with marble and gold leaf, and that I had one of those big fancy wooden desks. It wasn’t like that. But it wasn’t one of those tired, worn out old offices with dirty carpets and framed posters of Matisse and Van Gogh everywhere you turned. It was pretty standard I guess.
On my desk, I had two photographs. One was a recent pic of Kimberly and me in the North Fork of Long Island (the wine country). The other was of my sister and my parents, which was taken at a wedding, or bar mitzvah, or something; everyone dressed up and smiling in the type of picture that seemed dated the second it went into the frame; the type of picture destined for a desktop. Overall, I’d say it was a nice setup. Then the ZA infection came and everything changed. And if a little zombie apocalypse wasn’t bad enough, the Southern Federation showed up next to conduct what they called the Second Civil War. Talk about bad karma.
Manhattan is now what one might call a city-state, a tiny little country onto itself. And who gets to be king of New York? A man named Castor Dean does. Castor Dean is the class president...of a pretty big class. Not that he was elected by his classmates (or anyone else for that matter). His authority was given to him by what remained of the military after the government collapsed. His official political title is the Gallum Major; which means king or ruler. Personally, I would have chosen “El Hefe” if I ruled New York, but they never offered me the position. This is not to say that Castor Dean is a bad leader, it’s just that the vox populi never meant much to him. Most survivors welcomed Castor and his absolute rule. After all, because of him, the city still has electricity and clean water. That fact alone makes Castor worth his weight in gold.
Castor changed things up when he came into power. For starters, he renamed the city. Manhattan, he felt, had been erased by the ZA infection. The survivors of the zombie apocalypse needed a fresh start, a new beginning. So Manhattan was reborn as Gallum City, and Roosevelt Island (a small island adjacent to Manhattan) became its capital. Because of Roosevelt's small size, Castor’s army was able to clear out the zaps in a matter of days. This zombie-free sanctuary (just a few minutes boat ride from Manhattan) was the ideal location for the new ruling class. Roosevelt Island was divided into three sections. The southern section became a military town named New Sparta (where most the soldiers were barracked). The middle of the island was for government leaders and their families. The northern section was given to the surviving civilian population, the natives, who lived on Roosevelt before the infection. They were allowed to stay, provided they agreed to relocation.

About the author:

Michael Frey is a physician and assistant professor in New York City. He has been published numerous times as a short storyist and poet, but this is his first zombie novel. He lives in Somers, New York with his wife Jessica, two children and two dogs. 

Interview with Author:

My Review:
I am a zombie fanatic and have often fantasized about what it would be like after a zombie apocalypse.  For Doctor Mike Calaf it is like a dream come true.  When the infection first begins Doc Mike manages to escape his office full of zombies.  He ends up in high-rise apartment with his best friend’s girlfriend, Avalon, who Mike has been crushing on for a long time.  They fall in love and have a great set up even if they are stuck on the 23rd floor of his building.  They great through the wall to other apartments to forage for food and other things they needs.  They watch the world as they knew it come to an end from way above the chaos. 
When soldiers from the new Gallium City come to rescue them, it doesn’t feel much like they are being saved, but kidnapped.  They are taken to what was Roosevelt Island, which started it’s history as a mental asylum.  This island is zombie free and ruler by Caster Dean, the king. 
Caster Dean wants Doc Mike because of his experience with obstetrics.  Dean wants to repopulate the world and his wife has ovarian cancer.  Because of his knowledge Doc Mike and Avalon are instantly part of the upper society.  They are given a beautiful elegant apartment, supplies,  a Porsche , guards and servants and privileges.  There is electric, running water and plumbing.  Remember the old saying “If it sounds to good to be true?”  Sometimes fellow survivor can be worse than zombies.
I really enjoyed this book.  It is zombies.  I love post apocalypse books and this is a great one.  The author is very good at developing the story and the characters are great.  I wanted Mike and Avalon to survive and have all the spoils of being a survivor where things would be free for the taking.  Great book.  Don’t miss it especially if you are a zombie fan like me.

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Tuesday, April 22, 2014

Born by Tara Brown

From Goodreads:

Born  (Born #1) 
by Tara Brown  
 "It's us and them, Em. There are no regular people anymore."
Ten years ago when the world ended she ran for her life.
Five weeks ago the world she'd hidden from came knocking on the door of her secluded cabin.
Ten days ago she found salvation hiding amongst the dead.
Yesterday she went back for the living.
Today she wonders if she will live to see tomorrow.
What do you do when the world you were born to is gone?
Where do you hide when even your own body isn't safe?
Emma ran when her daddy told her to. She hid like he said she should. He was the first person she turned her back on. The first one she let die.
Ten years has gone by and she still lives by the simple rules he taught her when she was nine years old.
"Don't help anyone. Don't go where other people are unless you have to. Trust no one. Always pull the trigger."
Until one night she hears the worst sound in the world, a knock. A simple, timid knock, on the door to her cabin.
Only the voice of the brave little girl, ready to die for her brother, persuades Emma to open the door.
As her fingers turn the lock, she has a terrible feeling she will regret her decision.
But even as regret fills her world, so do love and companionship. Things she never imagined she would ever have again.
Everything comes at a cost, you decide what you'll pay.

My Review:

I have to admit the reason I began reading this book is not a positive one. There was a review about a book by an author that I love and it was comparing that book to Born. It was basically a negative review for the other book. I know not everyone agrees in option, but I was curious as to what this reviewer saw in Born. So I bought Born and started reading. I loved it but it did not change my love for the other book either. Anyway, my point is that this is an amazing read, even if I did start reading it for a less than positive reason. I am glad I did. 

This is the post-apocalyptic genre that I love with zombies. It opens with a young woman what has been alone for ten years. She was raised by a paranoid father that taught her to survive in this new world. He died shortly after civilization was destroyed. Emma has only her pet wolf, Leo that she raised from a cub as a companion. She has been raised to trust no one. “It is us or them,” is the advice her father repeatedly told her. 
Then one night a knock on her door changed everything. The visit, the only one she has ever had, needs Emma’s help. Anna begs her to help her to help her brother even at the cost of her own life. Emma is compelled to help Anna even though she knows that it is safer and easier not to open her door. 

This new world that Emma lives in is filled with things that are much scarier that zombies. The remaining government is trying to breed a supreme race. They have breeding farms where they are keeping young women of child bearing age as prisons and impregnating them against their will. There are cities that are run by the government, but only the chosen are allowed to live there. There are work farms that raise the food for the breeder farms and the cities and the workers are not volunteers. 
Anna and her brother, Jake, becomes family to Emma. When Emma is kidnapped another girl Meg helps her escape there is another membered added to her clan. On her way back to Anna and Jake she finds their missing older brother, Will, and yet another addition to her growing family. It seems that when she opened the door for Anna, she also opened her heart. 
Emma learns that Anna has been taken to the breeder farm and is hell bent on getting her back. The day they took Anna is the beginning of the end for the people in charge of the new government and Emma is destined to become a legend. 


About The Author:

Tara Brown
Born in Nanaimo, Canada 
January 30, 1978 

New Adult, Science Fiction, Fantasy And Paranormal Romance 

Dean Koontz, Anne Rice, Jane Austen, Stephen King, Henry James 

From Tara Brown
I am not going to talk in the third person. It feels weird.
I am a Canadian author of Paranormal Romance, Post Apocalyptic and Fantasy novels. Mostly because I think I have Writers ADD, I like to call it WADD. It might be a real thing.
I write New Adult, my books have sexual content (Heck yes) and Swearing. You have been warned. Now enjoy!
I have a beagle named Buster, a husband who I force to read everything I write and two girls who want so badly to be a character in my books. And not in that order.
I am mid thirties so be prepared for the chick lit novel this year. I am calling it my Ode to my Midlife Crisis. 
I have been writing since I was old enough to lie. So for some time.
Welcome to my world. Please enjoy the ride.

Blood Soaked & Contagious

Blood Soaked & Contagious

by James Crawford

Description from Goodreads:

I am not going to complain to you about my life.
We’ve got zombies. They are not the brainless, rotting creatures we’d been led to expect. Unfortunately for us, they’re just as smart as they were before they died, very fast, much stronger than you or me, and possess no internal editor at all.
Claws. Did I mention claws?
I kill them for a living, but it’s as much a vocation as a freelance career choice. It helps me, helps my neighborhood, and the people I consider to be my family of choice. What’s more? I’m really good at it.
My life had a nice rhythm, but the military bungled an attempt to wipe out an organized bunch of undead near a major commuting route into DC. The formerly-human survivors relocated. Now they’re less than an hour’s stroll away from where I live.
The new Zombie Overlord is smarter, crazier, and better equipped than anyone we've dealt with before. He will wipe us out, every man, woman, and child... I've seen it done for lesser reasons... because we have something he wants, and he does not take "No" for an answer.
ebook, Full Novel, 260 pages
Published September 15th 2011 by Smashwords  (first published August 25th 2011)  
edition language
Blood Soaked #1 

Arlington, Virginia (United States

My Review:

I love zombie books and this one has a new twist.  The zombies are smart and they plan to use the remaining uninfected people as cattle.  They plan to capture and keep them as food.  This book has all the things I love in a book.  Horror, science fiction, romance and humor all rounded into one book.  Frank is the main character of the book has and enter dialog going on that is funny as hell.  Also there are some crazy, family dysfunctional values which help provide the humor.  He is friends with a man and wife, who are a brilliant scientist and a doctor.  There is an evil villain that wants the scientist to work for him.  This is where the science fiction comes in.  Frank fall in love with his other friend sister.  She is both beautiful and very adept to the new zombie world.  In other words she can and does kick ass, hence the romance.  As for the horror, it is a zombie book.  Need I say more?  Ok, it is an excellent zombie book.  This novel has lots of action and lots of gore.  The author is wonderful at description and brings the scenes alive with words.  The characters are real and amazing.
I haven’t read anything by James Crawford previously and received this book when it was free on amazon.  As soon as I finished Blood Soaked and Contagious I went back to amazon and purchased Blood Soaked and Invaded which is actually the first book. 
Don’t miss this one or you will be missing out on a fantastic read.  I can’t wait to start reading the beginning novel.  Hope this series continues past Blood Soaked and Contagious.  I want to know what happens to my new friends.  

From the Author:

 I'm writer, artist, amateur bladesmith and subversive suburbanite when no one else is looking. My wife and I live in the Washington, DC area where I pursue hobbies that pay off in cuts, burns, tendonitis, full sketchbooks, and the occasional freaky idea. Once in a while, those freaky ideas refuses to die and shamble off to create lives of their own.


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Wednesday, April 16, 2014


by Wendy Potocki

   from Goodreads:

Kyle Evans is a teenager who wants to be somebody. To achieve his goal, he joins a gang called Hell's Bells. While he thinks he's arrived, he only finds danger.
The club is obsessed with finding thrills and taking chances, but Kyle’s unaware that there’s a price to pay. Up for a dare, he accepts a challenge that lands him on the wrong side of the supernatural.
Paperback, 1, 340 pages
Published January 30th 2014 by Createspace

ISBN13 9781494847791

    excerpt 1:

Ky awoke, groggy from last night’s fiasco. Feeling as if he’d been run over by a truck, he’d been plagued by nightmares that had lasted the whole night. The game they’d played with Digger was relived in vivid detail, but Ky’s darkest imagination had rewritten the scene, twisting it like a garrote around a non-compliant neck.
He’d dreamt he was alone and wandering the darkened streets of Spooky Town. On a mission, he was trying to find Digger. As he approached the park, he stayed near the curb. More concerned with the broken glass than any other danger, a gnarled pair of hands reached out from sewers and latched onto his ankles. Whatever lived underground tried to drag him through the grated opening, the howl of that accursed dog sending ripples of fear through his heart.
Although the unearthly sound portended a gruesome death, Kyle tried to fight off the fingers that had gained a firm hold. He kicked the filthy hands away, running into Needle Park to escape. Pairs of luminescent eyes watched him flounder. Some orbs stationed in the sky, others hid behind bushes. They knew he didn’t belong in this part of town, but Ky had no choice. He had to help his father and to do that, he needed to find Digger.
The blue of the derelict’s blanket acted as a grave marker. Finding Digger huddled under it, Ky dangled a bottle of liquor in front of the old man. He didn’t have to prompt him any further. Ky pulled Hans from his jacket pocket. Digger took the weapon into his shaking hands, examining it by the light of the fire. Inappropriate hysteria broke through the vagrant’s mouth, the round of guffaws causing saliva to froth like boiling milk. It dribbled onto the thatch of hair on his chin. The thick mucus threaded its way through the strands entwined with mildew.
The roaring blaze illuminated the disaster, but Ky didn’t want to see. He tried closing his eyes, but he was forced to listen to the damned hound belting out its tune. At least the wailing covered up the frivolity emanating from Digger’s throat.
It was the alcohol producing the erratic behavior. The blue eyes diluted by years of substance abuse scanned the grounds that acted as the stage for this drama. The clusters of trees drooped like moth-eaten fans, their branches shading the larcenous activities. Digger hesitated, his graying head stilling as he whispered in Kyle’s ear.
“Anything happens to me, son, that dog is gonna getcha!”
Kyle pulled back, frightened from the outrageous statement. Digger leveled his eyes and placed the barrel of the gun to his temple.

 excerpt 2:

“Ah, Kyle, could you have a seat, please?” Zelinski greeted.
Always trying to be everyone’s friend, Hobbit failed miserably. The nickname of a Tolkien character was perfect for him. With his slight stature and his out-of-date clothing, everyone agreed that it suited him better than his given monicker.
“Sure,” Kyle slurred, dropping his books on Hobbit’s desk. The principal shut the door as Ky seated himself in one of two chairs. The principal’s shod hairy feet closed in, but Kyle ignored the intrusion. As Zelinski took his place behind the oversized desk, Kyle wondered if Hobbit was going to have to prop himself up on textbooks to see over the top.
“I suppose you’re wondering why you were called here,” the student’s best friend started. Stating the obvious, was it really going to go down like that? Kyle didn’t know about Zelinski, but he was in no mood for this. No mood at all.
“Yeah! Of course, I was!” Kyle snapped. Short-tempered, he stopped just short of getting tossed out of school for a few days. He’d rather take his own days off than have this asshole make his decisions for him. 
Zelinski took the flippant reply as a joke. Chuckling good-naturedly, the misidentification pissed Kyle off even more, but he decided to leave it alone.
“This is about the incident involving a …” Pausing in the explanation, Zelinski picked up a file on his desk. Adjusting the frames of his glasses, he continued, “…Garvin Oto. His computer club was vandalized a few nights ago.”
Bracing himself, Kyle dug his fingernails into the arm of the uncomfortable chair. Did the school purposely choose them for the express purpose of causing visitors as much agony as possible? Kyle ran through the events of that evening, trying to figure out where he and Carnie had gone wrong. What mistake had they made that led old Zelinski straight to him?
He decided to let Hobbit do the talking. Most suspects got themselves into trouble by yapping too much, but nothing like that was going to happen. Kyle was too smart and being too well schooled to deliberately walk into quicksand.
Zelinski peered at him unassumingly over the beige rims of his glasses. The oatmeal color matched his pasty complexion. Pursing his lips, the none-too-bright administrator was playing a waiting game. With no utterance forthcoming, the silence became too much. Switching tactics, the administrator began shoveling garbage at the tight-lipped teenager, hoping the smell would stick.
“Know anything about it?”
“Just what I heard.”

My Review:

First I want to say, I love the coverThis book has the right name because, a Thrill is what I felt from reading it.  Kyle a young man what has bullied so he joins a gang, Hell’s Bells, to be less vulnerable. He wants feel that he fits in and is a part of something.  All the gang members are lunatic that like living on the edge and waiting for their next thrill, adrenaline junkies.  Kyle forgets the values he has been thought and gives in to peer pressure.    It is a novel with some amazing supernatural twist that will kept me on the edge of your seat.   Thrill grabbed my interest and pull me into the story.  It kept me reading to see what is going to happen to Kyle and his new friends.  This is a wonderful book and will definitely give you a Thrill.  I look forward to reading more by Wendy Potocki.  

about the author:

Wendy Potocki lives and writes in NYC. If that isn’t scary enough, she writes in the genre of horror. She feels creating good horror is an art form. She religiously devotes herself to pursuing it over hill and dale … and in the crevices of her keyboard.
Recently named one of The Top Ten “New” Horror Authors by Matt Molgaard of Horror Novel Reviews, she  has five self-published novels: The White Lady Murders, The Horns of September, The Man with the Blue Hat, Adduné: Part I. The Vampire’s Game. and her latest, Adduné: Part II. The House of Cards. Book trailers for many of her works may be found on her official website Her next planned projects are Black Adagio, The Virgin, and Thrill.
 In her spare time, she loves to go for long walks, drink Starbuck’s Apple Chai Lattes, make devotional offerings to her cat named Persephone, and be stilled by the grace, beauty and magic of ballet.

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Friday, April 11, 2014

The Zombie Next Door

by T.W. Kirchner

Zombie Next Door
The Troubled Souls of Goldie Rich
Book One
T.W. Kirchner

Genre: YA Paranormal

Publisher: Short on Time Books

Date of Publication: February 1, 2014

ISBN: 1494906864

Number of pages: 102 pages
Word Count: 32,421
Cover Artist: Tony Bryson

Available at Amazon

Book Description:

For the sleepy, seaside town of Vivian, life is usually just another day at the beach until a rash of bizarre robberies occur with one thing in common—the DNA lifted from the crime scene belongs to a dead man. Fourteen-year-old Goldie Rich is hardly concerned about that. She has enough problems dealing with her annoying guardian for the summer, older sister Gema.

Goldie’s problems escalate when she finds a pendant necklace washed up on the beach. The pendant contains the souls of zombies created by an evil sorcerer. Goldie must wear the necklace until she frees the souls, but to accomplish this, she has to confront the zombies face to face.

Goldie seeks help from her best friend, eccentric and free-spirited Rita. Although the pair’s zombie hunting exploits get them into huge trouble, they uncover the truth about the town’s robberies and how the secrets of Goldie’s past will define her future.

About the Author

After working an assortment of jobs which include a computer programmer, marketing director, and substitute teacher, T.W. Kirchner decided to concentrate on her second loves, writing and art. Her first loves are her husband, two children, and furry menagerie known as the Kirchner Zoo. Other published books by T.W. Kirchner include Pirates Off the Deep End and Pirates Off the Wall.

Chapter 1

     Friday the thirteenth.  Bad things happen.  Superstition, right?  Wrong.  My day started off on a downward slide when I rolled out of bed.  My bare feet didn’t sink into the soft, dry carpet like they always did.  Instead, a warm, gooey substance oozed between my toes.  Before I could slip my glasses on, the unmistakable odor of dog poop drifted by.
     Right then, I should have poured hand sanitizer on my feet, cleaned the carpet, and gone back to bed, but I couldn’t.  I was facing the dreaded math section of testing in my second to last week of eighth grade at Vivian Middle School.  My anticipated last week as a Vivian Sea Turtle.
     “Goldie, are you up, yet?” my sister, Gema, screamed from downstairs.  “Goldie, did you hear me?”
     While I stood in a pile of poop, the annoying factor of Gema’s screeching voice was magnified by a million.   
     After I took a deep, calming yoga breath, I screamed back.  “I’m up already.”
     The deep breath didn’t really calm me at all, and I made sure my answer sounded heavy with attitude on purpose.  Gema had been driving me nuts, and it was only the first week of my three-month sentence.  This was going to be a long summer.  Come to think of it, it seemed like Friday the thirteenth all week.
     Besides not having time to eat breakfast, I couldn’t find my favorite earrings or a matching pair of shoes.  I showed up five minutes late for school, choked on the probability section of the math test, and swapped radius for diameter.  By the time the final school bell rang, I sprinted away from school in tears and headed for my favorite get away spot.  The beach. 
     Rita was thrilled to go with me even in my pathetic state, but that’s how best friends are. 
     I closed my eyes and took a deep breath of the salty air.  The breeze blowing through my hair, sun warming my face, and harmony in the waves sent me to another place.  A beautiful island where there wasn’t school or screaming sisters.  I loved the feel of warm, grainy sand, instead of dog poop, squishing between my toes.  Nothing beat the feeling.
     I was brought back to reality with a nudge from Rita.  “Earth to Goldie.  Let’s head over to the pier.”
     As I gazed toward the pier, the beach was creepily deserted.  Not that this narrow half-sandy, half-rocky strip of Vivian ever was overly crowded, but today, only a few sunbathers, joggers, and hobos were scattered about.  I was really glad Rita tagged along because this scenario seemed like a good opening for a horror movie.  After all, it was still Friday the thirteenth.  “Isn’t it weird how empty the beach is for the middle of the afternoon?  Why do you think?  There’s not a cloud in the sky and it’s hot.”
     Rita tied a side knot in her pumpkin-colored tee making the stack of bangle bracelets jingling up and down her arm sound like sleigh bells.  “No idea.”  She tightened her ponytails by pulling two sections of hair in opposite directions.  They sprouted from the top of her head and were streaked with neon orange gel to match her ‘mood of the week’.  “It’s more of a mystery why you’re such a downer on a beautiful day.  Especially a Friday.  And with the math exam over and only one final left before summer break.”   Rita improved a cheer.  “Then we’re gonna be high-schoolers!”
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Monday, March 10, 2014

Living With The Dead

Annie Walls

Cover Reveal

For three
years, life is strenuous for Kansas Moore as she travels with her team and
saves more people from the clutches of the revolutionists. On the downtime,
they bide time by constructing and enlisting for their own cause.

When the
general assigns her to search for a missing loved one, she turns to the team
and what they find overturns everything they've learned so far.

In this
dramatic conclusion of the Famished Trilogy, things are not what they seem and
comfortable living is far from reach.

This book
contains graphic violence, intense language, sexual situations, drug use, and
is intended for a mature audience.