Terror paralysed her.

Then the man’s weight lifted from her. Kaleb wrestled him to the ground. Because of his enhanced strength, the infected overpowered even the army special with ease. The shock of seeing that broke her deep freeze, and Priya leapt to her feet, casting her gaze around for a weapon.

A large, serrated knife lay half covered in dust on the cracked concrete. Kaleb’s knife belt hung empty. He’d lost it in the attack. Priya grabbed for it and dashed back to the grappling figures. Clearly, Kaleb fought on the losing end.

The infected had him by the throat, and Kaleb’s face had mottled. Priya lunged and thrust the knife into the man’s exposed back. Then she wrenched it out and stabbed him in the neck. Again, she withdrew and struck. Over and over in a frenzied and vicious attack. Only when Kaleb wrapped his arms around her from behind did she stop. The veil of rage dropped from her vision. A bloody corpse lay sprawled at her feet.

In a quiet voice, Kaleb said, ‘He’s in the final stages of meltdown from the virus. He’s highly contagious.’
Mute, she stared at Kaleb. Then she raised her hands in front of her face. Cuts and scratches covered the two travellers. As did the infected’s blood.

 

 

Author: Harmony Kent

Book title: Fallout

Genre: Post-apocalyptic dystopia

Publish date: August 25th, 2019

 

Blurb:

When everything falls apart, what can you do?

The year is 3040.

The location is Exxon 1, part of a six-planet system in settled space.

Determined to avoid the mistakes of old Earth, the surviving humans avoided democracy and opted, instead, for a non-elective totalitarian system.

The new way worked well, until now.

A crazy, despotic president releases a nano-virus on the population.

No one was ready for the fallout. It came anyway.

In this post-apocalyptic world, can you stay safe?

 

Praise for FALLOUT:

‘If you like dark, dangerous, and a little bit demented, this is the novel for you.’ … Staci Troilo

‘Fallout by Harmony Kent is a dark, gritty, twisted apocalyptic story guaranteed to keep you on the edge of your seat.’… Mae Clair