Under a Graveyard Sky (Black Tide Rising)

Under a Graveyard Sky (Black Tide Rising)

John Ringo

Language: English

Pages: 512

ISBN: 147673660X

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

Under a Graveyard Sky (Black Tide Rising)

John Ringo

Language: English

Pages: 512

ISBN: 147673660X

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


NEW SF/HORROR SERIES FROM NEW YORK TIMES BEST SELLING AUTHOR! A family of survivors who fight back against a zombie plague that has brought down civilization.

Zombies are real. And we made them. Are you prepared for the zombie apocalypse? The Smith family is—with the help of a few Marines.

When an airborne “zombie” plague is released, bringing civilization to a grinding halt, the Smith family—Steven, Stacey, Sophia and Faith—take to the Atlantic to avoid the chaos. The plan is to find a safe haven from the anarchy of infected humanity. What they discover, instead, is a sea composed of the tears of survivors and a passion for bringing hope.

For it is up to the Smiths and a small band of Marines to somehow create the refuge that survivors seek in a world of darkness and terror. Now with every continent a holocaust and every ship an abattoir, life is lived under a graveyard sky.
 
About Under a Graveyard Sky:
“. . .the thinking reader’s zombie novel. . .Ringo fleshes out his theme with convincing details … the proceedings become oddly plausible.”—Publishers Weekly

“If you think the zombie apocalypse will never happen, if you’ve never been afraid of zombies, you may change your mind after reading Under a Graveyard Sky. . .Events build slowly in the book at the outset, but you can’t stop reading because it’s like watching a train wreck in slow motion: inexorable and horrible. And the zombie apocalypse in these pages is so fascinating that you can’t stop flipping pages to see what happens next.”—Bookhound  
 
About John Ringo:
“[Ringo’s work is] peopled with three-dimensional characters and spiced with personal drama as well as tactical finesse.” —Library Journal

“. . . Explosive. . . . fans. . .will appreciate Ringo’s lively narrative and flavorful characters.” —Publishers Weekly

“. . . practically impossible not to read in one sitting . . . exceedingly impressive . . . executed with skill, verve, and wit.” —Booklist

“Crackerjack storytelling.” —Starlog

BLACK TIDE RISING SERIES:
Under a Graveyard Sky
To Sail a Darkling Sea
Islands of Hope and Rage
Strands of Sorrow
(forthcoming)

The A. I. War: The Big Boost (The Continuing Time, Book 4)

The Golden Flask

Precursor (Foreigner, Book 4)

The Clothes on Their Backs

Star Trek: Age of Unreason (Star Trek: Corp of Engineers, Book 26)

The Apocalypse Watch

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Enter!” Steve called. “Commodore,” the young woman said nervously. “Sorry, but Captain Sherill is calling and he says it’s urgent.” “Speaking of Captain Gilligan,” Steve said. “Where’s the radio room on this tub?” * * * “What’s up, Gi . . . Sea Fit?” Steve said. “You need to get out here,” Sherill replied instantly. “Now.” Steve was used to the irascible skipper’s usual tones. Desperately serious was a new one. “Details,” he replied. “You know how you’re always talking about people dying

dose of tranquilizer that had gotten into her system. And her right hand flopping uselessly. “Very bad,” she said, drawing another taser left-handed. She couldn’t get her usual dead-on targeting since she was getting a bit of double vision. “I think he’s about . . .” Which was where he was. The zombie let out a screech and dropped to the floor, spasming. Again. “Perfect,” she said, then wondered why there was blood dripping on the zombie’s back. She looked at her hand and thought it through.

what I was wearing,” Faith pointed out. “For future reference in your later years, I’ve always found it’s best to know what clothes I’m putting on before I take clothes off. Just a tip.” The guard’s voice was amused. “Very funny,” Faith said. “My clothes were covered in zombie blood. I couldn’t get them off fast enough.” “I noticed,” the guard said. “I’ll go see if we’ve got a set of tacticals in your size.” “Guys’ medium usually works,” Faith said with a sigh. It wasn’t her fault she was

and some hangers-on that Steve thought probably fell into the category of “mistresses,” or in one case “boyfriend”—had been a nightmare. The only people who seemed to understand words and phrases like “urgency,” “emergency evacuation” or “get in the fucking truck, lady” were the chairman and his wife, Nancy. The chairman had had to leave in the first lift to get to the meetings at the Bank. There were essentially no electronic communications working. That left his wife trying to persuade a group

boats, ships, survivors out there. We’ll rescue them and organize.” “You think they’ll go for it?” Stacey asked. “Tina’s a lovely child but she’s not going to be much help. They’re all going to be traumatized, terrified . . .” “Some will,” Steve said. “Those that don’t . . .” He shrugged. “Cross that bridge when we come to it. We’ll cross every bridge when we come to it. We’re going to win and I’m not going to let the bloody damned zombies stop us. I will not bow.” CHAPTER 16 Cleaning

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