Only the strongest can survive in a hostile world ravaged by a disease that turns humans into primitives.
She is the Desert Wren, a rebel bent on providing safe passage to illegal refugees entering into her Sanctuary city. If she’s caught she’ll be executed, but the price is worth the privilege of doing what she knows is right. Except when she’s finally caught, the sentence isn’t death, it’s her freedom.
It’s the Warlord’s job to weed out the weak and sacrifice them for the good of the Sanctuary. Brutal and autocratic, he is the highest authority. The only threat to his dictatorship is a rebel faction rising up from the slums of his city. When he arrests a rebel leader, the Desert Wren, he sees his redemption. She will help him guide Sanctuary into the future. He just needs to convince his little captive that she’s better off with him than flying free.
What is the price of Sanctuary in a dying world and is it worth the sacrifice?
We are taught this mantra from birth so that we run faster, hide better, fight harder. When the Death Kiss comes, it’s final. There is no escape from the Turn.
I am Taran, a resident of Sanctuary. I am the Desert Wren, the former leader of a rebel group. I am the wife of a Warlord, a man who has vowed to burn Sanctuary to the ground if anything happens to me. I am a friend, a sister, a lover.
Sanctuary is on fire, and we’re on the brink of destruction.
I am a descendant of the Great Fall, the apocalypse. But my survival is by no means certain. I cling to the edge of this nightmare, an inferno surrounding me, and yet, I have no choice but to crawl towards the promise of death. My heart lies behind me, but I must flee to protect my unborn child.
We are surrounded by enemies, both inside and out. Our world has shattered, an explosion of uncertainty hurtles us toward the end. Our future hangs in the balance, any wrong turn will result in death.
As we fight to keep our home, the Last Sanctuary, we face the greatest and worst challenges of our lives.
The walking dead have inherited our planet, driving survivors into makeshift cities and killing anything left without Sanctuary.
Her name is Skye.
Survivor, zombie hunter, warrior. She has searched her entire life for a home. Her search will come to an end with me. I will lay Sanctuary at her feet and worship at her throne. I am her devoted soldier; SHE IS THE F@CKING APOCALYPSE!