Every Last Bone: An Apocalypse Crew Novel

by Shain Stodt

"Gripping complex fantasy that had me on the edge of my seat. More please!" -Amazon Review...Harry Potter meets the Walking Dead! Or as Bennie Diaz puts it; "We got a whole rainbow diversity of suck-ass boogey's out there." An unlikely crew of allies are forged as the monsters of many cultures and myths ravage the little burg of Lawton, and shocking nightmares overrun the world. A warrior woman, a sentient zombie, an erotic web guru and a small but determined girl must stand against the tide of human and supernatural evil as Liz Blackwell is forced to petition the dangerous Ten Wise Witches. Fierce loyalty, love and the courage to step up are forged and tested in this hip, terrifying and inadvertently hilarious urban fantasy.From Every Last "Some things you shouldn’t see. You could lose a part of yourself. Like your sanity. Or your bladder control.Inside the dark house the stretched skin of a woman’s face hung off the first floor balustrade, a flesh suite dangling beneath. Threads of blood drizzled down the stairs from it, and from the mauled, defleshed human body lying on the landing.Bennie thought he must be blacking out. His vision narrowed to a pinpoint until he couldn’t feel his body. Somewhere there was a wheezing sound that he realized must be coming from him.Next to him Liz bent over, panting like she’d been running hard. “Ohhhcrapcrapcrap Bennie let’s get out of here” she gasped. But immobilized by sheer panic, neither could move. They wanted to grow small. To. Magically. Not. Be. Here...Into this air-lock of terror stepped a gruesome female figure drenched in…bile? Blood? Gore? Whatever it was, the stench was awful. She moved in a strange, disjointed cacophony of imbalances. Her lips were torn partially off. Her sex organs looked like something carnivorous had ripped its way out of her womb. Empty sockets gaped where eyes had been.The figure was just recognizable as Ms. Sachs. Although she couldn’t possibly see them, she poised her body their direction and formed a smiled with what was left of her mouth. When Liz and Bennie gasped in shock, her smile widened into a bear-trap sized gash. Stark ravening hunger issued from her throat as she sprung at them with shocking speed.“Get away!” Liz screamed as the woman’s dry fingers clawed for her face, aware that her reactions were too slow, too slow. All that hard training at Julia’s Dojo and she was going to die without even putting up a fight. She hadn’t been “ready for reality,” as Julia put it, after all.A tinsel-plated soccer trophy sailed through the air. Bonking Ms. Sachs squarely on the head, it knocked her flat. Without a pause Bennie shouted “saisir les meubles!” and pushed a heavy armoire on top of her. Pinned, Ms. Sachs scrabbled her limbs and emitted noxious green vomit.“Holy crap,” gasped Liz.“Damn,” swore Bennie.“Please help me,” said a small voice from above. “He bit me.”

279 pages, Kindle Edition

Published December 13, 2018