Showing results for "Puls" in Dark Fantasy

Al started his day with a cup of cheap gas-station coffee, expecting it to be another mundane day of classes. Instead, he ran for his life as eldritch monsters ripped into his university, bumped into strange characters, and went toe to toe with evil incarnate to save his classmates and crush, almost costing him everything. Just as Al thought his story ended, he awoke in a strange place with strange people, broken and scarred. From there, he is presented a horrifying revelation and a seemingly impossible decision that could impact billions of lives.

The first pulse occurred in the old calendar year of 2022. Gigantic solar flares created massive electromagnetic pulses that stopped the heart of our modern world and returned us to the Dark Ages. And Marine Master Gunnery Sergeant Nathaniel Hogan finds that he has been changed by the gamma radiation in the solar flares. They have enhanced his natural abilities, giving him increased speed, strength, and healing; indefinitely extending his life span and enabling him to be able to draw on the power of the solar flares to create magik. But even he was not prepared for what happened next.

The honeymoon is over. The apocalypse is coming. A deranged preacher and a brainwashed lynch mob hunt a woman with shadowy supernatural powers. Chelsea McGuinness expects a romantic anniversary. Instead, her husband Taylor drags her to a weather-beaten grave on the edge of a cemetery. He dismisses The Witch’s Tombstone as nothing more than a joke. But the punchline is terrifying. Chelsea hears a desperate cry for help shrieking from the darkness, and a ghostly apparition shatters her fragile psyche.

The Earth remembers. The City consumes. The Pulse is fading. Deep beneath the neon-drenched streets of Copán Ruinas, a prehistoric secret has been exhaled. K’inich, the Scribe of the Merendón, has been awakened from a five-hundred-year stasis by Aethelgard, a global mega-corporation obsessed with harvesting the "Marrow"—a biological record of immortality flowing through the veins of an ancient Mayan king. But K’inich is not a product to be patented. He is a tectonic force of nature in a world of glass and silicon.