About The Dead Shall Rise:
“Prepare Because Death is Coming” by Jay Wilburn: "Take this and bear the warning." When a messenger arrives at Dry Stretch, warning that a horde of zombies is heading their way forty years after the fall, Bay scoffs at the news. But a 'full body' meeting is called. Ethic is sent north to scout, but in Dry Stretch, no one is preparing. No one is repairing the walls. A William Faulkneresque story of the dead set in a dystopic dust-bowl town.
“Zombie Diner” by Armand Rosamilia: A family finds themselves on the wrong side of the zombie apocalypse while on vacation in Florida…
“Dance with the Dead” by Erin Louis: Tiffney is expecting just another night at the strip club. But when a customer goes berserk in the VIP room, things take an unexpectedly bloody turn. Stuck with a cocaine raddled manager and a shady club owner. Tiffney faces the unimaginable and is forced to turn her coworkers into allies to fight the evil that has taken over the club. Together they have to fight to stay alive.
This Zombie horror anthology is perfect for fans of post apocalyptic survival, The Walking Dead series, zombie apocalypse, and World War Z.
Proudly represented by Crystal Lake Publishing—Tales from the Darkest Depths.
Excerpt:
Prepare
Because Death is Coming
Jay Wilburn
1
I was there when the messenger died on the edge of our territory, out by the green highway sign that read Dry Stretch in a language none of us spoke or read any longer. My dad was there to see and hear it too. So was Ethic Hanover, who was the loudest voice in favor of taking the messenger’s story seriously. My mother showed up later, hustling me and my brothers away before I could hear all of it. Eventually, all of Dry Stretch would be gathered to discuss it.
The messenger was chewed up good, like the stories of what it was like when the undead were everywhere and humankind was on the brink of extinction, the way the traveling evangelists talked of it in church revivals. His clothes were torn. Blood around his crescent wounds dried black and gummy. The puncture points of the dull teeth (because zombie teeth are our teeth), of course, were swelled up; angry and red around the edges with pink rivulets of blood infection worming out from the festering bites. The poor bastard was hot with the fever of it, just like in the old days before my time, before my dad’s time; back before most people younger than Granby could remember, except from the tellings. His open sores wept green and slimy off his pallid skin and into poisonous mud in the dust of our road.
I thought he was babbling deliriously at first because he stuttered so much before he got the first real words out from where he curled on his side, squinting up between the three of us into the sun. “The zombies, a horde as broad as the horizon, sweeps the land and comes this way to fell all before it. Prepare, for they come for you all. Bear me witness.”
“Nonsense,” my father breathed out, denying him witness instead.
“Bay,” Ethic said without looking up from the infected dying man. No more reproach than that, just my father’s name said evenly. Could have been reproach or a substitute for shut up. Could have been shock at my father’s quick and dismissive response despite the evidence before our eyes. My father had used the uttering of my name on countless occasions for countless meanings.
My dad glared at the side of Ethic’s face for a goodly count of time, a face he’d whisper against soon.
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About the Authors:
Jay Wilburn was an author of horror and speculative fiction that lived in coastal South Carolina near Myrtle Beach. He taught public school for sixteen years before becoming a full-time writer. His signature series is the Dead Song Legend Dodecology and for younger readers, The Lake Scatter Wood Tales.
Armand Rosamilia is a New Jersey boy currently living in sunny Florida, where he writes when he's not sleeping. He's happily married to a woman who helps his career and is supportive, which is all he ever wanted in life...
He's written over 200 stories that are currently available, including crime thrillers, supernatural thrillers, horror, zombies, contemporary fiction, nonfiction and more. His goal is to write a good story and not worry about genre labels.
He also loves to talk in third person... because he's really that cool. Maybe.
You can find him at https://armandrosamilia.com for all of his information as well as random things he enjoys.
Erin Louis is a former adult entertainer, with a love of books, writing and humor. My job has given me a unique perspective on life. I spent twenty years as an exotic dancer on and off and started writing nonfiction as a way to shed light on a misunderstood industry and profession.
My passion for writing began with nonfiction, but I have always loved horror fiction. Stephen King, Lois Duncan, and Clive Barker got me through some tough years growing up. I found an escape through those books along with countless others. My own fiction reflects those influences as well as my love for all things dark and maybe just a bit scary.
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