#apocalyptic suspense

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Dive into the Gripping Post-Apocalyptic Thriller "Black Death Survival" - Read for Free Now!

In a society ravaged by a devastating plague, Liam, Jenna, and their young son Tommy must navigate the dangers of disease, desperation, and a menacing cult known as the Doctors. As the world crumbles around them, they’ll risk everything to stay together and protect what matters most. “Black Death Survival” is a gripping, character-driven thriller that explores the lengths people will go to…

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CARGO | Martin Freeman as Andy Rose

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just looked up horror playlists and got hit with a bunch of fucking pop songs. girl where's your sense of ambiance

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can someone exorcise n from md out of my brain this robot won’t leave it

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YESSSSSSSSS!

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Book Review: Fever House by Keith Rosson

Read Now Fever Houseby Keith RossonIndie Author: NoKindle Unlimited: NoPublication Date: 8.15.23 Genres: Horror SuspensePost-Apocalyptic Science FictionMagic RealismFantasy-Thriller-Mystery Page Count: 426 Pages Synopsis: A small-time criminal. A has-been rock star. A shadowy government agency. And a severed hand whose dark powers threaten to destroy them all. When leg-breaker Hutch Holtz…

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Aurora: A Novel

By David Koepp Book Wyrm's Review is under the cut

Page Count: 289 Estimated Word Count: 84,800 Genres: Thriller, Suspense, Science Fiction, Apocalyptic Fiction, Dystopian Fiction, Mystery, Horror Fiction, Supernatural Fiction Year of Publication: 2022

Overview

In Aurora, Illinois, Aubrey Wheeler is just trying to get by after her semi-criminal ex-husband split, leaving behind his unruly teenage son. 

Then the lights go out—not just in Aurora but across the globe. A solar storm has knocked out power almost everywhere. Suddenly, all problems are local, very local, and Aubrey must assume the mantle of fierce protector of her suburban neighborhood. 

Across the country lives Aubrey’s estranged brother, Thom. A fantastically wealthy, neurotically over-prepared Silicon Valley CEO, he plans to ride out the crisis in a gilded desert bunker he built for maximum comfort and security.

But the complicated history between the siblings is far from over, and what feels like the end of the world is just the beginning of several long-overdue reckonings—which not everyone will survive . . . 

Aurora is suspenseful storytelling—both large scale and small—at its finest. 

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★★★★☆=4/5 stars

I had picked this book up and was exceedingly excited because the author and the blurb from Stephen King prevising the story. It was slow, though held enough pace and popping back and forth between characters in an attempt to keep the story moving. By the end of the book there were connections made and all the different characters were addressed in the end. With what happened in the story its quite easy to tell that plenty of research was put into the writing of this book, though I expected nothing less from the screenwriter of Jurassic Park. I enjoyed it in the end. Not a fan of how slow it was but the book was good enough to possibly read again at a later date. ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: :･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: :･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: :･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧

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Perfect for fans of post-apocalyptic thrillers, this audiobook captures the desperation, fear, and suspense of a society on the brink of destruction.

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Ryan gets bitten right before he and his best friend, Mack, stumble across a group of survivors in a cave, and some members of this ragtag team are pretty determined to cure him before his three months are up. There's the doctor, Sondra; the King of the Cave, Gabriel, and his daughter, Peyton; the resident genius, Duck; and who could forget Marshall, who really just wants to shoot Ryan in the head. But even if Ryan doesn't think they can do it, Mack does, and Ryan will do whatever it takes to make his best friend happy. Besides, it will be... interesting, to say the least.

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Tribes by Mia Frances

Tribes by Mia Frances

A dark, gritty post-apocalyptic tale of love, loathing, & survival! Title: Tribes Author: Mia Frances Genre: Post-Apocalyptic Dystopian, Dark Romantic Suspense A dark, gritty post-apocalyptic tale of love, loathing, & survival! Alex, her sisters, and their kids are on their way to her camp in the Adirondack Mountains for the Columbus Day weekend when the unthinkable happens. A voice on the…

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#BlogTour ~ Tribes by Mia Frances @maszyd @SDBookTours

   A dark, gritty post-apocalyptic tale of love, loathing, & survival!       Tribes by Mia Frances Genre:Post-Apocalyptic Dystopian, Dark Romantic Suspense   A dark, gritty post-apocalyptic tale of love, loathing, &survival!    Alex, hersisters, and their kids are on their way to her camp in theAdirondack Mountains for the Columbus Day weekend when theunthinkable happens. A voice on the radio…

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Extinction

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There was a day no more missing posters were pinned to the old cork board and the morning commute was quiet. The purr of my car’s engine and the rushing wind dissipated as I slowed to a crawl and rolled the window down. What had happened? There had been no signs of struggle. The news had been normal. No wars or sickness. The ground didn’t just open up and swallow everyone and the sky was a beautiful shade of blue.

The time clock at work was the same as always and for the hell of it, I got my times perfect. Not a minute early or late like it usually was when other people were around. We had been behind. We were still behind, aside from the cleaning and all those little unpleasant tasks no one really wanted to do. There was nothing left but patience, watching clouds pass by at lunchtime. Over there, that sweet little restaurant everyone had always taken their lunch at was just visible. I’d always been to shy to stop in before, unsure of what my times would have been at the back of the line. What would I have ordered? I never bothered to find out.

There was no stopping me now, but for what? The cans and dry bags weren’t of interest to me yet and cooking and eating alone in an unfamiliar kitchen wasn’t enticing. So, I sat in my car eating cold rice and beans. Would the power fail? Would I see the gas run out and food become scarce? I was no farmer. I wasn’t much of anything anymore.

Harder to be anything on your own.

Mama had always said I’d been too eager to please. Maybe she was right. When I clocked out, I whispered to myself, “Good job today kid.” before driving home, just faster than a walking pace. Hoping day after day to find some fragile, disoriented soul on the road before I made the turn into my apartment. I collapsed on the floor most days now, laying there for what felt like hours before getting up into a crawl, never doing much of anything except desperately surviving.

Books laid unread and pens began drying. I had kept a journal for a bit before I began having nightmares and made a fire inside a large can in the parking lot, tearing the pages and covers to fit. The mark of it was still there. Fresh as the day I’d made it. I couldn’t remember how what had passed since then. Seasons? Moons? Mere hours?

My hours shortened. Work was letting up.

I went on vacation!

I stopped going. . . .

I never would have been able to eat all the food in the grocery stores. It was so vile, walking past the mountains of mold in the stale air and crumbling walls trying to get a few more cans. A box. Another bag. Maybe someone would come to dinner tonight.

I realized I hadn’t heard the birds in ages. Hadn’t seen a fly in years.

I went home. Home! Home! I went home. To my home. To the home I had grown up in. None of it mattered. There was nothing there. Not even the ghosts. I shot my plans of burning every memory away, it had already been done. We had a photo album, been in the family for generations. My own face was blurry in every picture and I didn’t recognize anyone else.

I passed a mirror the next day.

Decades later.

I knew what I had to do, the vision coming in the midday sun one Summer. Dead leaves and branches rustled overhead. I needed a quiet spot and I knew just the place, walking along in a dream. . . .

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A young girl in a sundress of delicate, faded colors and bare feet drifted by in a shopping cart. Her knees held to her chest and a curve to her face like in those last moments, she’d been happy. Like someone she loved had pushed her down the hill to the edge of town. Cars had been abandoned, buildings broken into and food raided. There were bodies everywhere. A number were like roadkill, but many were found slumped over counters, machinery, and desks. Some were hiding. The trees were quickly labeled as a hazard as rotting bodies were prone to slide from their precarious perches. By the brook, in one of the deepest ditches, was a pile of bodies taller than three of our best men. They had held hands and curled against one another. It was strangely organized in this clearing where the sun dipped away from the world and the brook ran a muddy brown that wasn’t present a little farther upstream.

The journals and newspaper clippings didn’t give any answers. Disorientation cutting everything off entirely.

We set up wire fences and wrote out a shaky sign- I’d never been much good at penmanship- on a piece of plywood before leaving the area, calling for help on all channels. One of the men hadn’t signed his report and asked for the date. Usually I wasn’t one for tattling over slight misses in protocol. We were a tight-knit crew who worked well enough without that sort of garbage, but I thanked the man profusely this time. They understood why. This was serious. We didn’t know what happened.

We all attended a funeral before the month’s end.

Life was cruel and none of the men cried. Why was no one crying?

I looked around and let out a cough.

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Listen to Punks Versus Zombies (1-24) - FREE zombie survival audiobook

🎸 Punk’s Not Dead…But The World Is! 🧟‍♂️ Join Tommy’s Thrilling Fight for Survival! 🎤 Brace yourself for an adrenaline-fueled, gore-soaked adventure as Tommy and his punk band battles hordes of undead while on tour! 💀 When a zombie apocalypse strikes, Tommy, Laila, and Micky must navigate a crumbling world fraught with danger at every turn. Can they make it back home to Philly alive? 🌎💥 This…

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AUDIOBOOK REVIEW: THE LAST DROP by ANDREA PERNO (Book I in The Last Drop Series)

Imagine a world where water is so scarce that people will fight to the death to control what’s left. Author Andrea Perno has created such a world in her epic science fiction dark fantasy, The Last Drop. Her protagonist, Avery, is the son of one of the military commanders who controls the distribution of what’s left of the planet’s water resources. In a harrowing scene, the father murders Jeremy,…

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VALKYRIE | A Short Film

My new short, out now! Check it out!

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I love mixed media art. So, this time I'm trying it with words. Futuristic suspense in lyrical prose / prosaic poetry. Be prepared! And stay tuned!!