I Really love Horror Books, but also enjoy Sci-fi, Dystopian, and Mystery. Anything Supernatural is a possible read. I will do my darnest to give an honest review. I love all kind of zombies, fast, slow, rotten, gory but I am not limited. I also love vampires, werewolves, monsters, witches, ghost and all things scary. If you can make me laugh, that is just a bonus.
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I DARE YOU TO SCARE ME.
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
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
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.
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.
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.
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
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.
"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.
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:
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.
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 English series Blood Soaked #1 setting
Arlington, Virginia (United States
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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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
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
“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.
“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.”
First I want to say, I love the cover. This 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 http://www.wendypotocki.com/. 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.
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.
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.
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
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
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
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.
In a heart-racing thriller described as Falling Skies meets The Walking Dead, Jennie struggles to find a safe place for what’s left of her family. But it seems as though there is no place sacred, no place secure. First the aliens attacked the sun, making it dimmer, weaker, and half what it used to be. Then they attacked the water supply, killing one-third of Earth’s popula...moreIn a heart-racing thriller described as Falling Skies meets The Walking Dead, Jennie struggles to find a safe place for what’s left of her family. But it seems as though there is no place sacred, no place secure. First the aliens attacked the sun, making it dimmer, weaker, and half what it used to be. Then they attacked the water supply, killing one-third of Earth’s population with a bitter contaminate. And when they unleash a new terror on humankind, the victims will wish for death, but will not find it…When the world shatters to pieces around her, will Jennie find the strength she needs to keep going?
SPOILER ALERT: my synapse
This is the type of book I usually love, end of the world, with aliens, monsters and such. The aliens show up and contaminate of water, mess with our sun and then do nothing for months. Their ships hover over the earth silently. When alien creature appear and attach people, they don't wound to kill, just infect. The infected turn in an hour and then attack other humans. They become zombies and the goal of all victims that are bitten is to infect others.
The characters are well developed. Jennie, a young headstrong woman that is very family oriented. She becomes the sole protector for her five year old brother. She has a unwavering faith in god that repels the alien creatures.
There are two brothers, Hugh and Brad, one good and one evil. For the reader it is easy to tell who is which. However Jennie is not privileged to all the information that we are so it is much harder for her to know who is really the good guy.
Mickey is five years old and has seen enough horror to last most people a lifetime. He is a very sweet and caring child. With his sister, Jennie's encouragement he will withstand all this trauma.
In simple language, Pauline Creeden creates worlds that are both familiar and strange, often pulling the veil between dimensions. She becomes the main character in each of her stories, and because she has ADD, she will get bored if she pretends to be one person for too long.
Pauline is a horse trainer from Virginia, but writing is her therapy.
Armored Hearts, her joint effort with author Melissa Turner Lee, has been a #1 Bestseller in Christian Fantasy and been awarded the Crowned Heart for Excellence by InDtale Magazine. Her debut novel, Sanctuary is scheduled for release September 30, 2013, and has already been nominated for two awards in YA Science Fiction.
One of Pauline's short stories has won the CCW Short Story contest. Other short stories have been published in Fear & Trembling Magazine, Obsidian River and Avenir Eclectia. An urban fantasy short will appear in The Book of Sylvari: An Anthology of Elves from Port Yonder Press, and a vampire short will appear in Monsters! from Diminished Media Group.
have Eve. Her life has been hard, very
hard. She leaves home to get away from
an abusive, alcoholic mother. Eve would
rather work two jobs and barely survive than go back to that. Hell. Eve finds herself pregnant and alone. Not only is she having a baby, but it is a special
being that is wanted by at least two different immortal groups, who will stop
at nothing to get him.
Next is police
officer, Adley, who is obsessed with find the child serial killer that tortured
and savagely murdered his nephew. Adley
is willing to end his career and/or lost his life to destroy this threat to
society. For him, it is personal.
Edric is the
serial killer and he is scarier than hell.
He really loves his work. Edric
needs to hear to pleds and cries of his victims. He taunts Adley. When he suddenly changes his method of
operation and starts killing and mutilating pregnant women, Adley is even more determined
to find him.
Then we have
Mercy, a blood thirsty vampire, who recruits Edric. Can you guess how she got her name? Edric is in love with Mercy. Mercy takes orders from a high vamp, that she
calls God. The vampires want Eve’s
baby. Guess who they want to use to get
him for them.
are good guys, the ones who keep the balance between good and evil so humans
can exist. This group is made up of
immortals, a werewolf, vampires, and others, who have lived and fought together
for centuries. They want Eve’s baby also,
but the want to protect him. They have
to protect the unborn child at all cost, even the loss of lives, to maintain
escapes an attack from Edric and Mercy, she is on the run. She meets Adley and he becomes even more
determined to stop Edric and now to protect Eve and her unborned child.
loved this book. There is evil, good,
scary and love. I was given this book
for review and I can’t express how grateful I am. This is not a book I would have chosen at
random, but it is one of the most amazing ones that I have read. Kim Faulk’s serial killer is one of the scariest
people I have read about. He is cold
blooded without remorse. Edric loves his
work. He is pure evil.
characters are well developed and I really want Eve to win and live happily
ever after. She is the underdog that
just keeps on getting up when life knocks her down. Eve does not know the meaning of quit. Even though she is fragile, when she is
fighting for someone she loves she is bad-assed.
Adley is the
knight in shiny armor to the rescue. He
is a big bad cop, that has a hard time showing his feelings, but he is willing
to risk everything to stop this killer.
is the first book that I have read by Kim Faulks, but I guarantee it will not
be the last.As a matter of fact, I can’t
wait to get to her new book, Secrets Room.Great Work Kim
Born in Sydney, Australia
genre -----Science Fiction & Fantasy, Young Adult
influences-----My Mother and Father, the people that pushed me down, so I could fight...more
About this author
I have been an avid reader for longer than I can remember, desiring the darker, edgier works of Bram Stoker, Stephen King, Dean Koontz. I first started writing in High School giving that away when my first attempt was nothing more than dribble. I wish now that I kept at it, pursued it with a hunger that I currently possess.
Writing is my passion, it is what fuels the fires inside of me and it is an all-or-nothing furnace that keeps me up at all hours.
I am married to a wonderful supportive husband, I have 2 wonderful kids and the best friends that I have waited some 35 odd years to meet.