As they approach your home, the evening wind carries their stench through the air. Your dog barks wildly, frenzied by the smell. You awaken from a restless sleep, look out your window and see staggering corpses on the move.
You are halfway down the stairs when you hear footsteps on the porch. You run into the living room and pry open your gun cabinet.... [click here for more]
The dead have risen. God help the living.
It's too late to run. The zombies are everywhere. They stalk through urban jungles and across the carefully manicured lawns of suburbia, shudder to unlife on the bloodiest battlefields of the Civil War and in the deepest tunnels of far-flung interstellar mining colonies. They lurk on your street, in your company's boardroom, in your own bedroom. And they... [click here for more]
From the battle-torn skies over World War I France to the corridors of alien prisoner-of-war satellites, the opium dens of exotic Victorian Shanghai to the living rooms of suburban America, the zombies rise up. Some crave revenge. Others hunger for the brains of the living. All are driven by desires they can neither control nor understand...
Edited by James Lowder, The Book of Final Flesh... [click here for more]
They won't stay dead!
The zombies cannot be stopped. From the pitch-black holds of pirate ships and the tunnels beneath the war-torn jungles of Vietnam, they rise up. And there's no way to stop them, no corner of the world that's safe from the invasion. Secret government labs, the trendy galleries of New York's art scene, the drawing rooms of nineteenth century England all become the lair... [click here for more]
Rats were not the real problem in Hamlin. It was zombies. They roamed the streets, attacking peasants, assaulting the stockades and even threatening nobles . . .
Until the Piper came to town. Just as the largest force of zombies Hamlin had ever seen began breaking through the barricades, the Piper arrived and somehow led them away. All he asked at the time was a bit of gold.
When the Piper... [click here for more]
My God, these people are dead!
They're walking around and they're dead!
You wake up in a hospital, confused, alone, haunted by memories of the injury that put you there, and by strange dreams calling you to travel. You're surrounded by strangers, others who look as confused as you. Nobody knows what 's going on. There's only one thing for sure.
The world has gone to Hell.
You haven' t seen... [click here for more]