A cursed druid, blackmailed by a faery queen to find a missing magic rock. Let's just hope they don't hack the druid off...for everyone's sake. Name's Colin McCool. Folks call me the Junkyard Druid. I hate that name. Despite my last name, I'm not "cool" like the other hunters in town. I don't run an occult bookstore, I've never owned a Harley, and I didn't inherit a family fortune passed down through generations of hunters before me. And I kind of have this curse on me that's messed up my life.
"Great book !!!"
Gabby Mendoza just wants to be a normal teenage girl. Unfortunately, she's facing some serious obstacles in the "normal" department. For one, she's living out the zombie apocalypse in an underground bunker. Second, she's been raised by her crazy ex-CIA uncle to be a petite zombie-killing machine. And third - she's not entirely human.
Aidan "Scratch" Sullivan is a former army ranger and Afghanistan War vet trying to achieve some semblance of normalcy while he deals with the psychological aftereffects of two combat tours in the 'Stan. But when the bombs fall and the dead walk, Scratch is forced to risk life and limb to rescue his aging parents before zombies overrun their quiet community. And to do it, he'll need to traverse half the state of Texas while dealing with out-of-control military units, violent redneck looters, and all manner of evil things that go bump in the night.
As a hunter in postapocalyptic central Texas, Scratch Sullivan has survived zombies, vampires, rogue militia units - heck, he even killed a werewolf with nothing more than a spear and a bad attitude. But what's a man to do when the local werewolf pack destroys his town and abducts his best girl? If you're Scratch Sullivan, you get spittin' mad - and then you get retribution. Even if an army of the undead and an entire pack of 'thropes sits in your way.
"Well done! fun adventure through the Apocalypse"
Army Ranger and Afghanistan war vet Scratch Sullivan has adapted well to the zombie apocalypse. Or as well as can be expected, considering that society has collapsed, the population is decimated, and Scratch hunts monsters for a living. But hey, at least he's still living. Thing is, Scratch is happy enough with the odd job killing THEM and occasionally shacking up with his on-and-off girlfriend, Kara. But when Scratch is tipped off to a potential undead incursion into the safe zone he protects, he's forced to head straight into the heart of the deadlands.
"I'm your huckleberry"