Vulnerability should never equate to weakness. Amy Wilson had always relied on her older brother to keep her from harm. Even when the dead began to rise, this had not changed. She was not a fighter. Amy couldn't handle a gun, couldn't function around blood and gore, and certainly couldn't live with herself after killi...
The world has changed...or ended. It depends on how you look at it. The undead roam the streets, hungry, never full. They search for human or animal flesh to fill the void of their bottomless guts. One bite and you're doomed; doomed to become one of them, unless your brain is destroyed. Now we know that, even if you d...
"Why're you bein' so nice to me?" "I would want the same if I were you." Hope Starling was alone when the dead started rising. She had always been alone, with parents that had disowned her and no friends to help her. Inside the department store in Atlanta, she was ready to end it. Still, something was stopping her, b...