Evaangharad
Evaangharad
Evaangharad

Byron leaned against the crumpling wall, resting to give his capacitors a chance to recharge. He looked down to survey his chassis. Duct tape wrapped futilely around his thigh to stem the flow of ferrous coolant leaking from a ruptured line. A continuous trickle ran down his leg, coming to rest as fluorescent red

Delta peered around the wall's jagged edge and immediately wished he hadn't; the hunter bot was thudding its way into the ruined settlement after them. If he didn't find some way to evade it, the precious bundle he carried, to whom he'd pledged his existence, would be destroyed.

If I could give a billion stars of recommendation for this, I would.

Cymru!

Cymru

I realize it's not everyone's cup of tea, and I do enjoy many other zombie stories, but World War Z is what reinvented the genre for me. Nothing else manages to compare.

Totally agree. By the time this book came out, zombies were becoming punchlines. It really brought the weight, fear and chaos of zombies back.

For millennia, Buddhist monks had described themselves as scientists of the mind mapping the whole of consciousness. In 2803 CE, they had the greatest scientific breakthrough of their history. In the Red Monastery on Olympus Mons, Lama Khandro Rinpoche attained the right understanding of Emptiness. Emptiness was a