"Reunited again—and I don’t f*cking care whether that’s a good thing or not.
Haunted by grief, plagued by hunger, we’re on the run—again. And mostly not from the undead this time, since I have my own special way of dealing with the zombies. It’s the living who think that survival of the fittest puts them on top of the food chain now.
Well, I got a surprise for you…
And, wouldn’t you know it, Jared is all for helping me stay strong… and full.
But there is hope for humanity yet, even if mine’s possibly lost for good. Resistance is rising, the intrepid few still fighting for a better tomorrow. Maybe not all is lost for those believing they are beyond being saved—or don’t give a crap about such mundane concepts. Yet times are trying enough that for a hot meal and a quiet night at a warm fire, we might just risk it all.
Only that none of us realized what we’d actually have to bargain for…
Because in the zombie apocalypse, things can always get worse."
"So that happened…
And there we all thought that the outbreak of the zombie apocalypse would be the worst event of the year.
That was before we factored in that we must have gotten lost in the garbage-people timeline where only the strong survive—and usually not those portraying strength of character.
But that isn’t even my main issue right now. With fall in full swing and winter fast approaching, food and other resources are not just limited but actually getting really hard to come by.
Food…
Don’t even get me started on that.
Now that it boils down to survival of the assholes, decisions have to be made and sacrifices are in order. And as much as I would like to keep my firm stance on the moral high ground, I’m really not that fond of the consequences. If only there was an alternate solution for my problems… but as I’ve recently found out, that comes with its own massive downsides.
If only that wasn’t so damn tempting, now that I’m hungry all the time…
So damn hungry…"
"My world is turning into a living nightmare.
My best friend has been murdered and turned into a zombie. I’ve fled what came way too close to a mad scientist’s lair for anyone’s good. I’ve stepped over the dead bodies of men, women, and children who I’ve risked my life for. Watched what little hope and security thousands of people have clung to for weeks go up in flames—and half of them even looking enthusiastic about it. And then the bastards killed another of my friends by turning her into an undead, super-strong monster—that I’ve had to stab to permanent death to prevent her from tearing apart helpless children.
My right hand is still sticky with her cooling, congealing blood.
Getting dragged off to God knows where kind of pales in comparison to that—but only so much.
And all that happened since earlier this morning.
I have no idea if I’ll still be alive come midnight—or if I even want to.
We thought the zombie apocalypse would be the worst that could happen to us. Looks like we were wrong.
When giving up isn’t an option, the only way out is through. "
"I survived the plague that killed millions.
I escaped from the ravenous monsters when the dead refused to stay dead.
I ran for my life when a last-ditch effort to contain the spread of the infection did nothing but blast the last remaining survivors to smithereens.
Yet not all hope is lost.
Along the way, I made friends for life. Former enemies became allies. We’ve all become part of the Enclave—a survivor stronghold now home to thousands, among them women, children, and entire families. Together, we do everything to beat the odds.
But resources are running low. Cut off from energy, with barely enough food to see up to the end of the week, hunkering down and waiting for the zombie apocalypse to end is not an option.
Someone has to go out there and fight.
That someone is going to be me and my team—and those I still consider foe rather than friend. But we need to work together, or else none of us stand a chance to survive—another week, another day, another hour."
"I have survived the outbreak of the zombie apocalypse—but this is only the beginning of my fight for survival.
After getting out of firebombed Charlotte and running for their lives from the undead, Callie and Kas have finally found a group of survivors they can stay with: the Enclave. Joining forces was supposed to make life easier for them—until power cuts out and the group has to scramble, looking for ways to keep hundreds of families alive. But they are not the only ones out there hunting for scraps—and very soon they have to realize that the undead they escaped from are only the beginning of a much larger problem.
But there is hope on the horizon. Hope in the form of new friends but also old rivals.
Millions died and refused to stay dead—and now society as we know it is collapsing.
Who will live, who will die—and are the undead really the worst that is out there?"
"I almost died. Virtually everyone else around me has died.
Now, the dead aren’t staying dead anymore.
I’ve somehow ended up locked in the very epicenter of the zombie apocalypse.
F*ck me.
Like most college students, all Callie Norton has worried about for weeks was passing this semester’s finals. After a night out celebrating, she and her friends wake up, sick with way more than the hangover of the century. All too soon, Callie realizes that this is not just a common cold she’s suffering from—and when she wakes up from a coma in a quarantine tent as the sole survivor, lack of food and water aren’t her only problems.
Things aren’t looking good for her to survive the next hour, let alone escape a city where most of the inhabitants have turned into crazed cannibals… and this is just the beginning."
"The end is nigh.
They have survived the outbreak of the deadliest virus known to mankind. They have made it through the zombie apocalypse. They have triumphed over cannibals, assassins, kidnappers, and have faced their own mortality a million times over. Now all that’s left to do is take out the man responsible for it all.
After escaping the hell of zombie-infested Dallas, Bree, Nate, and the gang have a clear destination: Decker and his doomsday bunker.
When failure is not an option, the only way is forward—and might just demand the ultimate sacrifice."
"The hunt is on—and there are only a million zombies standing in our way.
Once more reunited after the successful attack on the slaver camp, Bree and Nate have a new goal in life: to hunt down the man responsible for turning hundreds of soldiers into mindless worker drones, and repeatedly drugging the arena fighters—Nate and Hamilton chiefly among them. This could turn out to be their most dangerous mission yet, and not even the support of old friends and new allies alike might be enough for them to succeed. But with no other options left and time running out, there’s no alternative to risking their lives once more. What is it with villains and their zombie-infested hideouts?"
"When the last vestiges of civilization crumble, who will prevail?
Over two years have passed since Bree and Nate disappeared—and much has happened in the meantime. After leading a nomadic lifestyle for several months, they have started to rebuild a semblance of normalcy, moving between several established camps as the seasons change. Life is simple—hunting their own food, building weapons, even growing produce. Far away from the security of the settlements, they take care to stay unnoticed, and, if the need arises, cull the odd horde of shamblers.
Until one night, their idyllic off-the-grid lifestyle comes to a sudden end when they are overwhelmed and captured by forces unknown. Will they manage to escape? And at what cost?"
"They are here to find the cure—in a secret laboratory hidden underneath a metropolis overrun by zombies. What could possibly go wrong?
Finding the French Resistance was only the first step in achieving their mission. With impossible odds looming ahead, Bree is forced to bury the hatchet and work with Bucky Hamilton and his men to get to their destination—a secret underground lab previously part of the serum project that might just hold the most valuable thing on earth: a cure for the zombie virus. Too bad that it’s located in Paris, a city that had a population ranging in the millions before the apocalypse happened—and as they are to find out soon, things went down very different in Europe from what they have gotten used to in the States. Can they find the cure—and can they even get to where it might be stored? And, more importantly—is the cure the actual reason Hamilton was sent to breach that lab? Time will tell—if they don’t run out of people first."
"Bree’s list of priorities:
Survive the next hour.
Survive the next day.
Survive the next week.
Hold down solid food.
Relearn how to walk. How to run. How to hold a gun. How to fight.
Make Bucky Hamilton rue the day we met, and met again.
And find out what the f*ck we are looking for in Europe."
"Something is rotten in the state of California…
The dawning civil war has ended in a truce. Scavengers and traders all over the country are settling down for the long, hard winter to come. With their new camp outside the maze of New Angeles at the coast growing every day, Bree, Nate, and the gang have their hands full—yet something is not quite right. Maybe one last run before the winter is all that’s needed to cure that itch. What could possibly go wrong?"
