Hungry Hearts (Tomes of the Dead)
Gary McMahon
Language: English
Pages: 202
ISBN: B005CX39US
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
When Leeds bursts into supernatural chaos, Rick, a rookie policeman must fight through hordes of the living dead to return home and protect his wife, Sally. Daryl, a loner, lives with his ill mother and dreams of being a serial killer. The apocalypse is the perfect opportunity to realise his fantasies. Sally will become his first victim. Will Rick get to her in time or will she be taken by Daryl or, worse, the undead?
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leaving only locals and the occasional tourist too stunned by the reality of the Salton Sea to know that they never should have stopped here. He refilled beer for Andy, their local daft. The man claimed to be a rocket scientist but looked more like a mad scientist. The only thing more guaranteed than Frank trying to trade fish for beer was Andy sitting in his usual spot, mumbling to himself, doodling in his little notebook as he sat, with his ever-present tortoise shell glasses and clothes so
later, when everyone was out of there and out of trouble. For now, the main objective was to control the situation, to resist any attempt by civilians to encroach on the crime scene, and to effectively calm everyone down. He glanced back into the living room, wondering what the fresh-faced Constable was doing now. Had he found something else in there? The dead man was no longer in the doorway. Somehow he’d managed to pull himself to his feet and stagger across the floor, where he was now
they both know it and cling to it and appreciate its worth. CHAPTER SEVENTEEN DARYL STOOD NAKED before the mirror, the washed and scrubbed pieces of Sally Nutman’s face stuck with glue to his forehead and cheeks. He stared at the absurd partial mask, as yet unmoved. His penis was semi erect, twitching occasionally as he tried to focus his thoughts. He’d tried to masturbate, but could not sustain the energy required for completion. Sally’s name was scrawled across his thin, hairless
Not causing any harm.” She made the sign of the cross, her eyes flashing wide. “You’re evil. A devil. No better than those things outside.” Feet shuffled on the boards. Someone shoved Daryl back onto his knees. Sighing theatrically, Daryl righted himself and got slowly to his feet, well aware that these people were frightened of him. The reality of the situation flared before him, bright lights at the frayed edges of his vision. This was the power he had always felt that he deserved, the awe to
Tabby’s wide eyes. They both nodded, silent and watchful. Rohmer looked back at the Queen Anne, his right hand drifting unconsciously to rest above his heart, and closed his eyes briefly. When he opened them again there was steel in his gaze. “Let’s go.” Rick took the lead, tapping like he was back in basic training. His legs adjusted quickly to the familiar pace, the muscles flexing as if in recognition of the labour ahead. He climbed the slight incline and stood on the gravel path. Now the
