Showing results for "Control" in Post-Apocalyptic

The apocalypse has arrived. Now, it's down to control. Who will control the rich resources of a newly inducted world? Multiple systems, sects, guilds, and incursion parties are all aiming for that control. But Silas believes there is more to control than just land and resources. He aims to win over the hearts and souls of the people while making Earth the strongest it can be.

Peace. Peace never lasts. Wynne's hard-won victories bought him some breathing room, but when a Tyr, neighboring core, calls its allies he knows that he'll be uncovered and destroyed unless he can find some way to evade Tyr's notice. Working with his adopted tribe of survivors and a few more...

Wynne might have been human once. It's hard to say. Now he's a bunker core, a nanomachine controller responsible for an entire complex. Of course, the place is a bit wrecked. And the world outside is in ruins. And he's pretty sure that whoever put him here is going to come looking for him at some point....

But Wynne has traded one set of foes for another, and a hunter in old tech armor wants him for sinister purposes. Neither fully man or machine, it's up to this new bunker core to rise up against all odds, using his wits and technology to prevail against twisted animal-folk, shining mutants, and threats literally from out of this world.

Marc's Safe Zone, and his network of interconnected Safe Zones, has been upgraded to an Industrial Technology level. With the new tech level comes a number of items that they've desperately wanted to build. Now railways, lighter than air travel, primitive firearms, and more are available, once the requirements for their tech chains are satisfied. 

Coffin Squad, a mix of GenWrecks and GenSOF operators, races from GenWreck base to GenWreck base, only to find death and destruction. The abominations of the Sicklands - the cooties - have systematically destroyed everything they have come across, all in the name of an entity that no one can find: the Other. Now Coffin Squad, with the help of some unlikely allies, must leave the Sicklands and dive back into the Clean Nation stronghold of Caldicott City in a desperate attempt to keep GenSOF Command intact.

Plague. Infection. Death. Undeath. Control Theory puts our luckless hero several years into the zombie apocalypse and he's still making the same dumb mistakes. Kidnapped because of his immunity to the worst disease in history, he is learning that being immune may not be the best thing...

Nearly a decade under The Witen’s rule has shaped Maisie into a fighter. Maisie shares her story with Jordana, recounting the start of The Witen as fallout from the execution sends several into hiding. Will ten years of excruciatingly patient planning be undone on a whim? Feelings may blossom amid the chaos, but in an everchanging world, is there even time for love? Jasper Montrois is no more. The Commander has all but buried him. He exists only in treacherous dreams. Every year The Commander's reign endures only deepens his belief that he has chosen the right path. And Maisie Sagal?

The city doesn’t shout anymore. It listens. Decades after the collapse, Portland is a model of order—clean streets, perfect systems, and a population that believes safety is worth any price. Surveillance is seamless. Control is invisible. And dissent is no longer crushed—it’s predicted.

After the apocalyptic Terminus Signal induces worldwide slaughter, a death-weary band of survivors attempts to rebuild their ravaged civilization amid an alien wilderness that overflows with bizarre savagery. Although copious quantities of drugs and alcohol disappear inside the Village each night, these tormented holdouts struggle with unquiet consciences that are hopelessly infected by endless black thoughts. For, having survived the ultimate act of genocidal self-destruction, each one of them bear their memories and scars – and the guilt of countless wicked, homicidal crimes.

Orgy of Death picks up Lisa's sexy/violent story some time after the events of Hungry for Control. Jimmy's gone, and much of humanity are walking corpses, but that doesn't stop Lisa from finding new playthings. Unfortunately, in the zombie apocalypse, trouble is often just around the corner.