Hardcover edition of Kronos Rising, book one in the KR paleo-fiction/marine terror series and Prehistoric Times Magazine's 2014 Book of the Year.

"People's Choice Award - 2016 Book of the Year" -Geek Ireland Thirty years have passed since the destruction of Paradise Cove. Since then, pliosaurs the size of whales have wreaked havoc on the world's oceans. Despite tragic losses, Garm Braddock and his brother Dirk wage a bloody war of attrition against the voracious marine reptiles: Garm from the helm of the anti-biologic submarine Gryphon and his brother from the top-secret military research facility known as TARTARUS. In spite of ongoing attempts to destroy them, the prehistoric predators that rose from the ashes of Diablo Caldera continue to multiply. They are bringers of death, and via more than just their deadly jaws. Their blood contains a primeval pathogen so virulent that, left unchecked, could spell the end of mammalian life. Meanwhile, in the icy darkness of the deep, an evil as ancient as the dinosaurs stirs in response to the changes in Earth's oceans. Rising hungrily to the surface, it brings with it an intellect as cold as the abyss and an irrepressible need to destroy and devour. And conquer.

IT HAS BEGUN The terrifying prequel to KRONOS RISING: KRAKEN (Bonus Novelette - KRONOS RISING: DIABLO) Ron got up. "Holy shit! Steve, the Taser's not stopping him!" "It has to! Nobody can take that. Hit him again!" "Look out! Here he comes!" Ron charged again, powering his way past the jolts of pain. He smashed into the nearest intruder with bone-jarring force, grappling with him, tearing at him. The struggle intensified as the two rolled around on the alley's blood-soaked cobblestones. The second creature joined in the battle, striking at his head with a hard stick in an effort to aid his comrade. Ron laughed. The intruders were pathetically weak. He could sense it. He snatched the light from the closer one and backhanded him across the face with it, sending him sprawling. Then he turned toward the other one. He was stumbling backward, clawing at his hip, and obviously terrified. Amused, Ron turned away and focused on the one on the ground. He took a deep whiff, smelling the hot blood that ran in rivulets from the downed newcomer's brow, and listened to the jackhammer beating of his heart. More food. THE DEADLIEST KILLERS ARE THE ONES YOU CAN'T SEE. Three weeks have passed since the monstrous Kronosaurus imperator's attack on Harcourt Marina stunned the world. The death toll was horrifying, but Paradise Cove's traumatized survivors soon discover they have more to worry about than burying their dead and rebuilding their shattered lives. Accompanying the pliosaur were hordes of primeval pathogens. With their host destroyed, the surviving Cretaceous-era bacteria must find new homes for themselves. They do: tiny, bipedal life forms whose warm, iron-rich blood provides perfect growing conditions. The pathogens begin to multiply and spread, their mutagenic qualities quickly warping their unwitting host's delicate bodies and minds. Soon, the infected are transformed into mindless beasts, consumed with a burning hunger for flesh. And like all ravening beasts, they must feed.

Two years after the death of his wife, former Navy SEAL Atticus Young attempts to reconcile with his rebellious daughter by taking her to swim with a pod of humpback whales off the coast of Maine. But the beauty of the sea belies a terror from the deep--a horrific creature as immense as it is ancient. Original.

An investigation into mysterious and/or unknown creatures (cryptids) both on land and sea.

A phenomenon known as crustal displacement shifts the Earth's crust, repositioning continents and causing countless deaths. In the wake of the global catastrophe, the world struggles to take care of its displaced billions. But Antarctica, freshly thawed and blooming, has emerged as a new hope. Rather than wage a world war no nation can endure, the leading nations devise a competition, a race to the center of Antarctica, with the three victors dividing the continent. It is within this race that Mirabelle Whitney, one of the few surviving experts on the continent, grouped with an American special forces unit, finds herself. But the dangers awaiting the team are far worse than feared; beyond the sour history of a torn family, beyond the nefarious intentions of their human enemies, beyond the ancient creatures reborn through anhydrobiosisthere are the Nephilim.

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