But, there is a greater danger to the two families than the deadline. The enemy is closer than they think, and the enemy is watching. The Burrows and the Tillers thought that they had eliminated the enemy at the battle for the pipeline terminal…but they were wrong.

    If you own a prior version, please go to Manage Your Content & Devices and update. Four former Army Rangers have been prepping for an eventual apocalyptic event for more than two years in the mountains of Tennessee. The four have made a wager on what the event would be, an economic collapse, a worldwide pandemic, a killer asteroid, or the eruption of a caldera in Yellowstone National Park. Nothing the men saw in the horrors of battle in Afghanistan or Iraq could begin to compare to the actual apocalyptic event that happens in their own backyard. The pure devastation and chaos caused by the event is unparalleled, and only the strongest will survive. Would you be able to survive? Join us for discussion on Facebook -- New Madrid Fan Club (@NewMadridBooks) OR if you prefer to be on our mailing list -- email the Author at NewMadridFans@aol.com

    

    He knows the journey to Texas will be long and difficult, but his heart and mind simply won’t rest until he locates his family. In Apocalypse Trails, bestselling author Joe Nobody takes the reader along on a thrilling adventure through a world that is barely alive. Humanity is threatened with extinction as society has been buried under a blizzard of volcanic ash. Join Commander Jack Cisco as he ventures across this doomsday landscape, encountering both the best and the worst mankind has to offer.

    Calidore alive on the Allan Corporation Voyager Manhattan. The spaceship was run like a pirate vessel, part of a multi-corporation fleet racing to claim an alien asteroid vessel that had just appeared beyond the moon. None of us knew the Chin Corporation Voyager had nuclear-tipped torpedoes and planned to murder the lot of us. Well, no one knew but Calidore, and the little genius decided to skip out on a shuttle and take over the alien asteroid for himself. He screwed up bad, so bad you wouldn’t believe me if I told you what happened. The point is, I have to fix the problem, me, Jason Bain the bodyguard, or the Earth can kiss its tush goodbye.

     The need for the rare element Ignatius Xelum is as great as ever. And Humanity’s Space Fleet will stop at nothing to get the IX gas reserves from the primordial planet of Apex Venandi where five intelligent species wage war on a daily basis. Spartan Company barely survived their first drop onto the hostile world, but they have to go back. The future of the Fleet depends on getting the rare IX gas crystals, but nothing comes easy on a world where everyone and everything is anxious to kill you. In Spartan Guile, Orion Porter must find a way to keep his friends alive, get the treasured gas for the Fleet, and discover what is at the heart of Aurora’s reluctance to accept his affection. It’s the thrilling conclusion to the Spartan Trilogy, an edge-of-your-seat thrill ride that will answer all your questions in ways you never see coming. If you only read one Sci-fi book this year, Spartan Guile is it. This must read novel is an exciting Space Opera that will take you to all new places in a rich Science Fiction world full of aliens, military adventure, and constant danger. Spartan Guile is not just a worthy installment of a great series, it’s the satisfying conclusion to the first assignment of Orion Porter’s legendary career.

    Wayne forms a trading caravan to travel east from New Mexico to Indiana and try to get home to his family who he has had no word from since the EMP. If he fails, the entire caravan, and his family, will die. Complicating matters, Wayne must choose between love and duty. Wayne’s major ally is Yeti, a fifteen-year-old boy he adopted right after the EMP. Yeti, an orphan, wants to keep the family he has found and win the heart of a special girl. This is a full-length novel of 94,000 words.

    

    He spends his time with Katelyn’s brother at the roadblocks, waiting to see if the government will launch an offensive to clear out the park. Increasing drone strikes rain death from above, so the rebels take to hiding in caves in the less accessible areas. When word comes of a military build-up outside the park, a pre-emptive strike might be in order…. Blowing bridges. Scaring them away. Giving them a black eye, and making it not worth coming back. Fall colors beautify the Smokies, but the rest of the world is ugly—turning brown and dying. It’s up to Zach and his prepper family to survive for the rebirth, if they can make it that long.

    Holding on to those resources will be tougher.Three weeks after the mother of all solar storms, power is out, communications are down, and transportation is mostly non-existent. Fear and panic run rampant. Resources run scarce. Looting, rioting, and general mayhem advance as the dark side of humanity takes hold.Retired Air Force Major Sam Pratt, along with his best friend, Chet Stevens, their recent traveling companion, Tiffany Conway, and her parents double down on their plan to wait out the apocalypse at Sam’s cabin in the foothills of Tennessee. Food is the first order of business. They’ll need plenty to survive the two years or more they expect it will take for the lights to return. Should Sam and his friends make do with what the land provides, or claim their fair share of what food remains?Security is the second order of business. To defend against an expected onslaught of hungry people, Sam and his cadre form an alliance with the nearby town of Townsend. The population is small, manageable, and led by a select few with military experience. They anticipate no shortage of marauders willing to kill for what the town has. And Townsend, Tennessee, with its access to fresh water and miles of remote forest teeming with game and fish, is prime real estate for seemingly everyone with a gun. Sam and his friends have a decision to make. Stand and fight with the town, fall back to the cabin, or fade into the mountains?Decisions have consequences, and mistakes are often counted with lost lives. Is survival in this post-apocalyptic world even feasible?

    Sophie Saint-Germain, wife and scientist and mother of one, was not among them. She lived for a time, and so her words endure. The reclamation of her terrifying story is a miracle in itself. Uncovered during the Shoshone Geyser Basin archaeological excavations of 2316, Sophie’s unearthed diary reveals the most secret confessions of the only known long-term female survivor of the Holocaust in central Colorado. Her diary reveals the truths behind our legends of the High Shelter, the White Fire, the Great Dying, the Coming of the One, and the Gray Rain Exodus, her horrifying journey into the wasteland made with the sole conviction that her daughter, Lacie, was still alive. For these are the first of words, chosen by the Woman of the Black Hawk: FROM THE FIRE / GIVE ME SHELTER / THAT I MIGHT ENDURE THE STORM, / GIVE ME THE STRENGTH / TO PRAY MY DAUGHTER WILL PREVAIL. From the Plague Land, from the Fire. This is the book of the woman who was, this is the codex of our ancestors’ revelation. An epic saga of post-apocalyptic fiction, FROM THE FIRE is the acclaimed second novel from Kent David Kelly. This unforgettable epic comprises 131,000 words, over 400 printed pages. From Wonderland Imprints, Only the Finest Works of Fantasy.

    What was once known as the Wasteland is now controlled by the Annaran Covenant, a theocracy that rules with an iron fist.To the east of the Covenant lies the Red Wild, the abode of the human Elekai. Each side believes that their Goddess, Annara, has called for the other's extermination -- a prophecy that will be fulfilled during the end of days, known as the Second Darkness.Living in the Covenant's capital of Colonia, seventeen-year-old Shanti Roshar discovers she has the ability to speak to dragons -- and when she catches the eye of the Covenant's Hunters, her life will never be the same.Note: The Xenoworld Saga is a follow-up series to The Wasteland Chronicles. Start that series for free here: amzn.com/B00AJF2130

    Millions of Americans are left to fend for themselves, struggling to survive in the harsh elements of winter. But even more dangerous than the weather, or the terrorists roaming the country, could be each other. In a world without power, there are those that seek to take advantage of the situation, and those that fight to improve the situation of others. Captain Kate Holloway hopes that she finds the latter.

    Approximately 530 pages total. Until Morning Comes, Volume 1 Secret Service Agent Carlie Simmons began her day surrounded by trusted colleagues in an inter-agency shooting competition in Tucson. It ended with a staggering body count as the world around her unraveled from a deadly virus. With her mission to extract the President’s daughter from the University of Arizona gone awry, she must choose between her sworn duties and her moral obligations to others as the city is overtaken by roving packs of flesh-eating mutants. If she and her small group are to survive the night and find a way out of the ravaged city, she will have to summon all of her training, mental prowess, and tactical abilities. In Too Deep, Volume 2 After narrowly escaping from the undead hordes in Tucson with the president’s daughter and her small band of survivors, Secret Service Agent Carlie Simmons is finally headed to safety in New Mexico. As new information emerges on the global pandemic, she and her team of operators have to leave their secure military facility to track down the origins of the virus before more people die. Crossing the country and international waters while plagued by the growing menace of flesh-eating zombies, Carlie finds herself in a race against time on a mission that exposes a secret experiment borne from the Cold War. But the greatest danger may not come from the emerging legions of putrescent creatures as tension within her group threatens to undermine her leadership. The Way Back, Volume 3 Carlie, along with Shane, Jared, and the rest of her eclectic group endure a nightmarish struggle to survive in the Caribbean on a grueling trek that will test their fortitude, battling zombies and hostile bands of humans along the way. Eliza Huntington, the president’s daughter, has her own harrowing journey to make after Air Force One goes down in Idaho and she is forced to adapt in ways she never imagined. Eventually the fates of both parties intertwine in an explosive battle where tactics and firepower may not be enough to defeat the unspeakable horrors that await them. About the Author: JT Sawyer is the pen name for the author who makes his living teaching survival courses for the military special operations community, Department of Homeland Security, US Marshals, FAA, and other federal agencies throughout the US. He has over 25 years of experience testing long-term survival skills in the desert, mountains, and forest. JT also served as a technical consultant for the film Into the Wild.

    He had worked the same job his entire adult life, he had never married and he had no children. He was used to doing things on his own. His comfortable life was shaken to the core the day he learned of his fathers death. It set in motion life altering events and the allure of a new life that was too great to walk away from. When an Electromagnetic Pulse brings the modern world to its knees, Jason's choice proves to be the right one. EXCERPT “You should see yourselves,” the rough male voice said. There was something eerily familiar about it. He chuckled a little. “You see, I told you girls, didn’t I? The looks on their faces would be purely magical, priceless even!” the man said. The two women stepped farther into the light. They were identical twins. I knew one as Kari, Braden knew the other as Isabella. When the man stepped into the light. My heart stopped. “OH….” Jill said quietly. “MY….” I whispered. “GOD….” Braden finished. “Is that any way to greet your father and your sisters?” Jack Sterling asked as the trio closed to a few feet from us. I felt my knees go weak; my head was spinning. I wasn’t even sure if I was still breathing. The fine line that separates reality from imagination was suddenly gone. What had only a few minutes before been a straight, defined path, had become shrouded in a mist of skepticism and fear. Just before I’d lost sight of that path, I could swear I’d seen a “Dangerous Curves” road sign. I also knew things were travelling far too fast to even attempt negotiating those twists and turns. There are times when reacting too slowly can save your life. For instance; you have a blowout on your car at 70 MPH on the freeway. Reacting slowly can keep you from doing the opposite and rolling your car. This wasn’t one of those times. This wreck was going to happen. Just like the blowout, I was experiencing the sudden onslaught of emotions. Panic.... Surprise.... Anger.... Most of all was fear. Pure, unadulterated fear. You know, the kind of fear that leaves you unable to speak or scream. The fear that leaves you unable to move, let alone run for your life. The fear that can cause time to stop along with your heart. A slight breeze picked up in the late summer night and it felt like a blast straight out of the arctic, in the dead of winter. I could feel the goosebumps on my arms and neck. Even though I was sweating profusely, my entire body was frozen. All I could do was stand there, mouth open, thoughts racing. My mind was beginning to explode with questions for the man before me, my father, Jack Sterling. Every thought stopped just short of exiting my mouth. The words prob-ably couldn’t get past the fact that my heart was jammed firmly in my throat. That’s probably the same reason I hadn’t taken a breath either. Was I dead? Was this the spirit of my father coming to take me into the light? That thought left as quickly as it had come only to be replaced by anoth-er, darker notion. Maybe he had come to take me to Hell.... I stood, unmoving, as he began to cover the last few steps between us. This was it. This is how it all ended. He stopped less than an arm’s length away. I could smell him now. The slightest hint of body odor with just a hint of diesel fuel. The only scent of him that I could remember was his cologne. He’d always been clean shaven, wearing a pressed blue or black suit and that damned cologne. He reached for me, and as much as I wanted to, I was unable to pull away. I wanted to run away screaming like a small child. I could feel my muscles tremble as his hand came ever closer.