Next Generation Indie Books Award Winner
Indie Reader Discovery Awards Winner for Best Action/Adventure
Cities are in ruins, supplies are scarce, and brains are on the menu. To survive, Jeremiah will need his wits, a little bit of luck, and lots of ammo.
Before Deadbreak—the day three years ago when the dead rose from their graves—the idea of spending my days outrunning animated corpses and contemplating how to properly season rodents wasn't exactly on my radar. But here we are. The world has turned upside down, and I've had to learn new skills. Archery. Looting. Melee combat against bandits and the occasional cannibal. Most of the meaningful conversations I have are with my dog. Don't judge. It sure beats chatting up your neighbor when he's missing his tongue and cerebellum is his staple food. Somehow, through a combination of blind luck and a strong desire to give the zombie apocalypse the finger, I've survived this long. My goal is to make it to the Pacific coast, find my daughter, and create some semblance of a new life. Minus that middle finger. Pretty sure someone's eaten it by now.
