One year after the fated outbreak of zombies in New York, the dreaded disease has reappeared. This time the zombies are too much for the military to defend and the United States is lost. After losing her entire family to the zombies, a young woman named Dany must seek shelter on her own. The journey, though hard, is not impossible because of one thing. Dany is immune to becoming a zombie.Sarah Amalfi and her best friend Samantha are headed to Tijuana looking for some summer fun after their high school graduation... but there’s something far more sinister looming over this road trip than an innocent shopping trip at Tijuana’s famous market place… Warnings from strangers, a vicious attack by a shadowy assailant, a charismatic stranger named Will…What do they want with Sarah?Sarah is forced to consider that there was nothing chance about her meeting with Will, but how can she accept the fantastic possibilities that Will presents to her? A hidden realm within our own, governed by cryptic magic, ancient alliances, demons… and passion beyond her understandingThe truth comes hard and fast in this riveting prequel to the romantic supernatural awakening of Gathering Storm!

In a world where the dead run and bite... they better stay dead!Episode 1: A kid, John, is running to get away from his zombie father.A woman, Luanne, will do anything to surviveA police officer, Derek, will try to keep people aliveThey find that in the land of the dead, you must cover yourself from the living tooYOU CAN NOW BUY THE WHOLE ARC ONE : Search for "Better Stay Dead Arc One"YOU CAN NOW BUY THE WHOLE ARC ONE : Search for "Better Stay Dead Arc One: John Cries as Reapers Rise"In a world where the dead run and bite... they better stay dead!"we get a well written prose, brilliant real characters that are developing nicely and the stirrings of what appears a fast paced exciting plot.", AnathemaDevice "I think Better Stay Dead by Dave Callahan might be the best thing to keep us waiting!", Ben Johnson Episode 1: A kid, John, is running to get away from his zombie father.A woman, Luanne, will do anything to survive. A police officer, Derek, will try to keep people alive. Alec Bonowicz has the strongest survival card in miles. They find that in the land of the dead, you must cover yourself from the living too. Episode List: Better Stay Dead 1: John's ShoutBetter Stay Dead 2: First BloodBetter Stay Dead 3: Recon Mission My AssBetter Stay Dead 4: The Reapers and the PartyBetter Stay Dead 5: Guns and Grudges

Yarrick: the very name carries the weight of legend, of great deeds and of wars won for the Imperium. But Sebastian Yarrick, who fought on Armageddon, who Space Marine Chapter Masters show their fealty to on bended knee, was not always Lord Commissar. He was once just a man, a newly minted officer from the ranks of the schola progenium. His first mission under the tutelage of Lord Commissar Rasp was on Mistral. Here, an uprising of barons had upset the delicate balance of power. But, as Yarrick was soon forced to learn, Mistral and Imperial politics are often murky, the truth seldom clear cut. As war engulfs the world, a plot unravels that pits old friends against one another and fashions unusual alliances. Chaos cults, the fanatical Adepta Sororitas and clandestine inquisitors all stand between Yarrick and his mission. Here is where the legend began. In this crucible was Lord Commissar Sebastian Yarrick forged in blood.

Borderline:He had walked past the mouth of the alleyway twice already. There was someone in the car, just a suggestion of a someone, but someone nonetheless. Wasn't there? Or was it his mind playing tricks on him?The motor purred softly on the old Ford as it sat in the alleyway, the exhaust rumbling off the brick walls. Just far enough back so as not to attract a great deal of attention, but close enough that it had caught Billy's attention. And the problem with that was it would not let him go. He had to know what the car was doing there.He thought for a second longer, staring into the dimness, trying to see better. Checked the street; nobody, and then made his way down the alleyway. He bent and looked in passenger window. One man was toppled over into the floorboards of the car, blood pooled beneath him on the seat, and smeared across the seat back. The driver was dead also, he thought, slumped over the steering wheel, but a second later when he...

My name is Mark Nine. I woke up in Tokyo, but I don’t know how I got here. I think I’m being followed.Word count: 2222 | Full-size page count: 3 | Estimated reading time: 12 minutesShort story in which YOU are the monster, as you roam your lair killing and eating all who enter. That is until he shows up.Inspired by the sword and sorcery fantasy gaming books by Steve Jackson and Ian Livingstone. A story told as if YOU are the monster.If you read this story then why not leave me a review to tell me what you thought. Any feedback (be it good or bad) is always most helpful.

A man, a tree-house, and a zombie-infested planet. So what's a nice girl like her doing in a place like this?A man struggles to survive in Miami after zombies have killed most of the inhabitants. His elemental existence is suddenly disrupted by the arrival of a woman, and he must decide what kind of man he wants to be.This is a sweet love story at heart.

Yes, there are zombies, even in Hawaii. A foolish, lonely writer learns this the hard way from a beautiful woman who claims to be a hunter of the living dead. (Note to self: Next time, when a stranger on the internet wants to see you, just say no.) A horror comedy novelette.Ryan warned that the things in the dead-end creek were in fact slimy, fetid, space alien freaks.And any kid dumb enough to approach their dark lair had better believe in the power of prayer. For underneath that calm surface of warm water and frog belly -waited sinister incarnate! Waited monster! Waited smelly! If that kid, so determined to make his way across, might step on some stones or some green fishy moss, or perchance he should slip and step into their sludge, then his boots, snared so tightly, would no longer budge. And no matter how hard that child strained, tugged or yanked, the Mud Gullumpers pulled harder and the boots slowly sank ‘til the child screamed in fear, and by clinging to rocks, freed his feet and ran home in his wet, soiled socks.

A strange behemoth of a boat is parked off the coast of Hawaii, but it isn't alone. On the shore are dozens of protesters, and in the legislature are dozens of greedy politicians promising to lower their roadblocks if the deep pockets of this new industry make the right campaign contributions. No, this boat is surrounded on all sides by controversy.It's an island factory, the first of its kindI always thought love was found on exotic beaches and at hometown picnics, not on bombing ranges. But then again, life is never normal for an archaeologist. Here's the tale of how I met the love of my life, the only man for me. Excerpt:“Yep. That’s unexploded ordnance.” Jeffery commented. Both he and Matthew stood with their arms crossed against their chests, looking down at it with the manly consideration reserved for beat up vehicles, broken garbage disposals, and apparently artillery.“Is it live?” I asked“Don’t know.” Our trusty EOD expert replied. He pulled a GPS from his backpack and began plugging in the location for future reference.“If I had stepped on it would it have blown up?” My mind flashed to the training video we had been forced to watch explaining the dangers of unexploded ordnance and the very real possibility of death or injury.“Maybe.” He smiled.I pursed by lips and squinted. “You’re messing with me.” He shrugged and turned back the way they had come. I glared at his back, then walked a good ten feet around the ordnance and flounced through the brush. Matthew’s infectious laughter caught me before I could outrun it.