The ancient clan in prehistoric Europe, 85,000 years ago, faced a devastating attack that forced them out of their high stone shelter. With many losses, particularly among the young and elderly, they realized the crucial role fire played in their survival. The strongest members of the clan took charge and decided to send out hunters to retrieve fire from a new source, while the rest of the clan remained behind, anxiously awaiting the return of their life-sustaining flame…
The Demise of Fire
The Clan hurriedly escaped through the treacherous night. Overwhelmed by pain and exhaustion, they felt defeated in the face of catastrophe: the Fire had perished. They had diligently tended to the glowing embers within three enclosures ever since the Fire had initially brought the Clan together as a community. The Fire had united them with its comforting warmth and safeguarding presence. Vigilantly, four women and two warriors nourished the flickering flames day and night.
Even during the bleakest moments, they cherished the flame, providing it with whatever it required to sustain itself.
Living in the Nam Beeker felt the familiar knot of anxiety tighten in his gut, a constant companion on these deployments. It wasn’t the fear of death, not exactly, but the fear of failure, the fear of not being able to protect his men, the fear of making the wrong call that would send them all into the abyss. War, Vietnam, Soldier #Vietnam #War #Nam #Soldier
Made The Arctic, a canvas of unending white, stretched before Robert Walton like a shroud. His ship, the Fame, once a proud vessel, now lay imprisoned, an inert monument to his fervent ambition. The vast, indifferent expanse of ice had swallowed his dreams of glory, leaving only a deafening silence punctuated by the mournful cry of the wind. It was a solitude so profound, so absolute, that it pressed upon the very soul, stripping away the veneer of civilization and leaving the raw, unvarnished essence of a man exposed. Horror, Science Fiction, Saga, Epic, Monsters, #Monsters #Horror #Saga #Epic
Steel and Dust Book One: The whispers began subtly, almost apologetically. News anchors, their smiles a little too tight, reported on an uptick in seismic activity around Yellowstone. The caldera, a slumbering beast of unimaginable power, seemed to be grumbling in its sleep. Geologists, their voices tight with concern, spoke of rising pressures, of magma chambers stirring from their millennia-long slumber. #ApocalypticFiction #Dystopian #Horror #Survival #Adventure #Saga #WendellSweet Wendell Sweet, Dystopian, Apocalyptic Fiction, Horror, Google Play
Steel and Dust Book Two: The wind, a mournful dirge, whispered through the skeletal remains of skyscrapers. What had once been a symphony of urban life – the rumble of traffic, the laughter of crowds, the distant hum of industry – was now a hollow echo in a world silenced by dust and despair. Survival, Dystopian, Apocalyptic Fiction, Wendell Sweet, Google Play, Horror, #Horror #Dystopian #ApocalypticFiction #WendellSweet #GooglePlay #Survival
Steel and Dust Book Three: The skeletal remains of skyscrapers, like broken fingers, clawed at a sky perpetually stained a bruised, lifeless grey. Each colossal husk was a monument to a forgotten hubris, a testament to a civilization that had gorged itself on progress until it choked, leaving behind only the lingering stench of its own decay. Dystopian Fiction, Apocalyptic Fiction, Horror, Wendell Sweet, Survival #Survival #WendellSweet #Horror #Dystopian #ApocalypticFiction
East Coast Protection Directive: Fractured Horizon by Wendell Sweet (Author) Format: Kindle Edition Maya Ramos, a miracle worker with grease-stained hands and eyes that saw the soul of an engine, kept these metal titans breathing, her workshop a sanctuary of organized chaos in the surrounding desolation. Alex Chen, a man who had once patrolled the gleaming, albeit corrupt, streets of NYPD, now navigated this shattered world with a heavy heart and an even heavier conscience. The rot he’d fought in the old world had merely spread, festering into a continent-wide plague of desperation. The landscape itself was a testament to the world’s unraveling. Once vibrant shores were now choked with plastic debris and the skeletal remains of ships, their hulls like beached leviathans. Inland, the arteries of commerce, the highways and byways, had become no-man’s-lands. They were arteries of peril, patrolled by opportunistic raiders and desperate scavengers. The air, thick with the perpetual haze of unchecked industry and the lingering dust of forgotten cataclysms, offered little respite. Each breath was a gamble, a taste of the world’s slow, suffocating demise. Resources were a constant source of conflict. Fuel was hoarded, water purified with desperate ingenuity, and food, when found, was a treasure to be defended with one’s life. Every settlement was a fortress, every journey a potential battlefield. #Dystopian #ApocalypticFiction #PostApocalyptic #Survival #ECPD #Series #Dystopian
East Coast Protection Directive: Into The Abyss Kindle Edition by Wendell Sweet (Author) Format: Kindle Edition
The world, as Alex Chen knew it, had fractured beyond repair. The year was a ghost, a relic of a time when governments held sway and infrastructure meant more than shattered concrete and rusted rebar. America was no longer a nation, but a patchwork quilt of territories, each a desperate scramble for survival. In this mosaic of decay, the East Coast Police Department, or ECPD, stood as a thin, fraying shield. Their jurisdiction, a meager few hundred miles of crumbling asphalt and scattered, desperate outposts, felt less like a territory and more like a last stand. #Dystopian #ApocalypticFiction #PostApocalyptic #Survival #ECPD #Series #Dystopian
East Coast Protection Directive: Vendetta Kindle Edition by Wendell Sweet (Author) Format: Kindle Edition
Book 3 of 3: East Coast Protection Directive See all formats and editions The hum of the generators was a low, persistent thrum, a mechanical heartbeat in the corpse of a city. It was the only constant in a world that had forgotten what constancy meant. Decades had bled into one another since the Republic had finally, irrevocably, exhaled its last breath. Not with a bang, but a whimper of collapsing infrastructure, a cacophony of failed promises, and the gnawing silence where federal authority once stood. Now, the United States was a mosaic of fractured territories, each a sovereign kingdom ruled by iron fists and desperation. #Dystopian #ApocalypticFiction #PostApocalyptic #Survival #ECPD #Series #Dystopian
Witches Bend Seven friends break down on Witches Bend. An area spoke of in whispers because of the horrors that are believed to be there. But horror cannot touch you if you don’t believe in it… True? Maybe not in this horror thriller that celebrates all of the horror genre. The car is dead. As of now, they are not. But the coming hours may change that completely. It may, in fact change that forever… #Horror #Paranormal #Thrtiller #Splatter #Gore #BHorror #Readers
Knock 5.0 out of 5 stars Johnny. The Farm House: My hand is cramping, but I am almost finished. The dead are quiet right now. Quiet as in, not scratching, not trying to get in. #Zombie #Horror #Kindle #Amazon
Mister Bob Mister Bob is a collection of short stories from Author Dell Sweet. Firefight, Private Investigations, A Dress for Janey and the title story Mister Bob. And more. #Horror, Western, SciFi, Apocalyptic #Readers
Zombie Fall Zombie fall is a collection of seven short stories including the title story Zombie fall. These stories have been best sellers on their own but never before offered in a collection. #Horror #ShortStories #Kindle #Readers #BookLovers
Andrea Zurita Andrea, back in her humble dwelling, noticed it too. The birds, usually a raucous chorus at dawn, were unnaturally silent. The insects, a constant hum of life in the humid air, seemed to have retreated. The vibrant colors of her small herb garden appeared to have dulled, as if a fine layer of dust had settled upon them, a dust that wasn’t visible but could be felt, a muffling of the world’s sensory output. She found herself looking over her shoulder, a habit she had never possessed before, an instinctual awareness of being observed, even in the solitude of her own small space. #Dystopian #ApocalypticFiction #PostApocalyptic #Survival #Kindle #Audible
Carl Freeman By Geo Dell A young man slowly spirals down into madness, but he takes his favorite book with him. The book about the end of the world…. The book he is obsessed with… He started to see things. Faces in the shadows, whispers in the wind, the ghostly echoes of his victims. He’d initially dismissed them as the effects of alcohol withdrawal, but they grew more vivid, more menacing. He was no longer alone in his self-imposed exile; he was surrounded by the ghosts of his past, his own personal hell. #Horror #Readers #Amazon #Kindle #KU #Thriller
Rapid City The newfound resources provided a small measure of comfort, but the shadow of suspicion and mistrust lingered, a constant threat to their already precarious existence. They had survived the attack, but the war within Rapid City had only just begun, a war fought not with guns and blades, but with suspicion, betrayal, and the relentless erosion of trust. #Dystopian #Apocalyptic #Zombie #KU #Audio #Readers #Listeners #DellSweet
Dr. Emily Taylor: Or A modern Frankenstein Kindle Edition by Dell Sweet (Author) Format: Kindle Edition The schematics for the neural network were a symphony of complexity, a testament to the intricate beauty and terrifying potential of the human mind. Emily, hunched over her console, felt a profound connection to the data streams flowing before her. Each line of code, each simulated pathway, represented a step closer to her ultimate goal: the creation of a consciousness untethered by the frailties of the flesh, a mind capable of processing the universe at speeds that would leave organic brains gasping in its wake. #readers #Kindle#Frankenstein #Horror
The Vampire Kingdom of Manhattan Kindle Edition by Dell Sweet (Author) Format: Kindle Edition
The whispers of the undead were not confined to gothic novels or campfire stories; they were woven into the hidden history of the city, particularly within the shadowy tapestry of the Valois lineage. For generations, the family had been privy to this ancient truth, a truth that set them apart, a truth that granted them a terrible longevity and a terrifying power. This wasn’t a history learned from books, but a legacy inherited, a curse passed down, a dark bargain that had been struck in the shadows of centuries past, ensuring their continued dominance. #Vampire #Vampires #Horror #Readers #KU #Amazon
As the clock ticks down for our planet and her inhabitants, powers that have lain dormant for centuries are loosed on the Earth. #Horror #Kindle #Amazon #Biblical #Christian #Fiction
My hand is cramping, but I am almost finished. The dead are quiet right now. Quiet as in, not scratching, not trying to get in. #Zombie #Horror #Kindle #Amazon
eBook Sparrow Spirit – Fantasy “We settled into the sweat lodge and Benjamin began to tell me the legend of the Dreamer’s Way… What came to be known as the legend of the Sparrow.”
The end has come for most of the world’s population. Small groups of survivors are picking up the pieces… Learning to live again…
When the sun began to peek over the top of the ridge on the opposite shore of the Black River, everyone filed out to the two remaining trucks. It had been decided that Mike and Jan would stay behind while the others went in search of the stolen truck. They switched on and tested two sets of F.M. radios.
Earth’s Survivors Apocalypse follows survivors of a worldwide catastrophe. A meteorite that was supposed to miss the earth completely, hits and becomes the cap to a series of events that destroy the world as we know it. Police, fire, politicians, military, governments: All gone. Hopes, dreams, tomorrows: All buried in a desperate struggle to survive.
Bear squatted and peered down at the girl and the boy for a few moments before he spoke again. “What do you think of her hand?”
Beth squatted beside him and looked down at the girl. She stood and shook her head. “I can’t tell. It looks like she’s turning. Turns black, you know, but just under the skin… like… like a spiderweb flowing out under their skin. Bad description, I know,” she finished.
The sun, a weak, watery orb, struggled to pierce the perpetual gloom of the junkyard. Its rays, filtered through the grimy haze of industrial decay and the skeletal remains of rusted cars, cast long, distorted shadows that danced with the shuffling figures of the undead. This was their sanctuary, a chaotic landscape of twisted metal, shattered glass, and the lingering stench of decay – their home.
The rusty hinges of the dilapidated shack groaned a mournful protest as Bear pushed open the door, the scent of damp earth and decay clinging to the air like a shroud. Inside, Winston lay huddled beneath a threadbare blanket, his breathing shallow and ragged.
“Beth!” Billy screamed from behind her. “Right. Your right!” She had been just about to fire at the two zombies attacking Mac, and so even as she turned, she did not turn her pistol completely, but kept it aimed to the front towards Mac and the two zombies. By the time she registered how close the three zombies were to her, there was no time to turn the pistol and fire.
There were four of them outside the vehicles talking or keeping watch on the parking lot. Bear and Beth, Mac and Billy. When the first one dropped, Billy spun around and clubbed it to the ground. But the rest came so fast that they could not hope to easily and quickly pick them off.
A crash came to his ears, but he could not tell if it was from the downstairs hallway. At least he hoped it was the downstairs hallway, not the stairs outside of their apartment, or, God forbid, even closer. He jumped from the tangle of blankets, started to pull his shoes on, and then reached for his machine pistol instead as another noise came from the hallway.
Things were crazy, and they seemed to be getting worse as the days rolled by. The police precinct was still burning. It had started sometime during the night two days before, and since there was no one to put the fire out, it had been raging for hours now. A few minutes ago, the roof of the building next door to the precinct burst into flames.
The Nation Collection contains the first four books in one volume. Follow the survivors as they struggle to survive in a vastly changed world, where the living are just as likely to kill you as the dead are.
They navigated a maze of shattered streets, the buildings looming over them like skeletal giants. The air vibrated with a low, guttural hum…
The Nation Collection Two contains the final four books in The Nation series in one volume.
The initial reaction was instinctual – fear and suspicion. But as they crept closer, the fear began to give way to a cautious curiosity. The group in the cellar was clearly as desperate as they were, as weary and worn as they felt…
