It was good, but I have to wonder how much longer this battle between Caxton and Malvern can really continue. I was excited at the idea of finally getting some closure, but that didn't happen.As far as the prose itself goes, it's not one of Wellington's best. Very early on it's easy to see the ...
Synopsis:Powell and Cheyenne, a pair of werewolves from the first novel in this series, Frostbite, are trying to spend safely their first arctic winter still looking for a cure for their state. It happens somebody else is looking for them and that particular somebody means trouble big time. Her n...
I really liked this book, It was well written and had very much detail. I felt that I could actually be in the book and almost felt how the characters felt. But in the end I was sad about the sacrafice Chey and Powell had to make to end the curse, and I was also shocked about what Chey said adn h...
This was an awesome finale` to Laura Caxton's reign as a vampire hunter. From David Wellington's style he makes you care about the characters. You feel for the characters whether they are good or evil. His writing style brings you so deep in the story you forget where you are at. I have lost hour...
When I first saw this title I presumed it was about a bunch of giant nuclear radiated creatures who occasionally attack Tokyo. Instead, it is a book about a bunch of diseased undead that attack New York. Not that I was disappointed since I am big fan of the zombie genre. David Wellington's book s...
Set twelve years after the shambling zombie masses have overrun Manhattan, America, and the world, Monster Planet is the mind-blowing conclusion to what must be the scariest trilogy ever. Oceans of blood, scattered limbs, wanton violence, and general mayhem abound, along with revivified mummies, ...
There Are Only 13 Bullets Between the World You Know and the World They RuleAll the official reports say they are dead - extinct since the late '80s, when a fed named Arkeley nailed the last vampire in a fight that nearly killed him. But the evidence proves otherwise.When a state trooper named C...
David Wellington's first zombie apocalypse novel, Monster Island was startling in its originality and quality of writing. Wellington has a creative writing MFA and all that cute stuff, and the dude can twirl a sentence. His taut, powerful prose and lucid pacing suggests he's probably capable of w...
A dark secret buried beneath our bloodiest battlefield Laura Caxton vowed never to face them again. The horror of what the vampires did is too close, the wounds too fresh. But when Jameson Arkeley, broken and barely recognizable, comes to her with an unfathomable, unholy discovery, her resolve c...
Chapel crawled to the edge of the counter. Beyond he could see some chairs and a table. No sign of Stephen. He risked poking his head out just a little further. Two gunshots in quick succession dug up long runnels through the linoleum tile Chapel crouched on. He jumped bac...
He needed to discuss what he’d discovered with Megan and Cody. But first he had to try to save a life. Mr. Irwin needed to know that he was in danger and that Mr. Zuraw would find him all too soon. Jake ran for the physics classroom but it was fourth period and there was no class inside. Jake tho...
Weathers parked his car as close to the bank as he could get. The police had already closed down the road that lead past the bank building, stringing up yellow tape and parking cars lengthwise across the street to keep anyone from trying to get in. There were plenty of reporters already who wer...
For a couple of weeks Chey’s mom walked around the house like a ghost. She would walk into a room and look around as if she didn’t recognize it. She didn’t talk much and when she did it was just to say she was alright, she was fine, she was just tired. She worked pretty hard at boxing up all of C...
Ike and I spoke even less on the way back than we had on the way out. When I got back, Kylie was waiting for me with open arms. I pushed her away—gently—because I didn’t want to be with her with the stink of Indianapolis still on my clothes and hair. “We can go around, t...
Removing his jacket and unbuttoning his shirt, he plugged his artificial arm into a power outlet near his seat, using a retractable cord built into the shoulder. While he waited for it to recharge he called Angel again and asked her about the next two names on the list. “Start with the one in Chi...
He had some visible bruises, but he didn’t think that was it. This was some kind of upscale place with folded linen napkins and chairs that looked like they would collapse if you sat down in them too hard. The tables were covered in shiny goblets of orange juice and ice water, and the people wer...
There had been many of those, since the fall of the Union. The Soviets had possessed, at least, a sense of decorum—a certain restraint. Oh, the members of the Politburo had had their sprawling dachas on the Black Sea, their Italian mistresses and their fine cars, but in public, in Moscow where th...
He didn’t know if the neo-Nazis were shooting at anyone or just firing their guns in celebration. They lacked the discipline of real soldiers, but Belcher didn’t seem to mind that they were wasting ammo and making way too much noise as they laughed and whooped with success. Maybe he figured they...