Land of Lost Eyes

Land of Lost Eyes

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WpMetadataReadContenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture2 h 48 min
WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication lun., févr. 10, 2025
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Arnold leaves the safety of the nuclear bunker he was born in for a new life. What he finds on the surface, is a waking nightmare drenched in radiation, inhabited by horrific mutants and painted over with a purple haze of a sky. His only hope of survival is the fighting skills connected to his past in the bunker, and the help of a seemingly helpful mutant, Melanie. But few walk the land of Lost Eyes with blind faith, and his journey will surely bring forth doom to this new 'civilization'.
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When the world ended, she ran. When she stopped running, she found him. In the aftermath of a failed experiment that turned cities into wastelands, Ray - the first and only human hybrid to escape the Old Town laboratories - has lived her life on the edge of survival. Haunted by memories she can't escape, she hides from the past that made her and the monsters it left behind. Then she meets Veynir, a man caught between life and death - immune to every virus, half-human, half-zombie, yet more human than anyone she's ever known. Together, they uncover the truth buried beneath the ruins and the reason the world truly fell. As they fight to protect a growing community of survivors, Ray and Veynir's bond deepens - love rising from the ashes of the old world. But in a land where science has no mercy and the dead still whisper through static, peace never lasts for long. Some creations were never meant to die. Some hearts were never meant to stop beating. And sometimes, the end of the world is just the beginning..

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