What would you do if the world ended? That’s a question that needs answering quickly when strange gates open all over the world. Something unimaginable is about to take place. Hell is coming, and no one can escape it.
Guy Granger is a Coast Guard captain in search of his kids, who just so happen to be thousands of miles away when the gates appear. Mina Magar is a photojournalist taking pictures of horrors she could never have imagined. Rick Bastion is a fading pop star with his head in a bottle and no hope for the future, even before the apocalypse began. Tony Cross is a soldier stuck on the Iraq-Syria border, but fighting insurgents is no longer a priority as a new threat emerges.
For all of them, staying alive will be next to impossible. But they must try.
When the gates open, all Hell will break loose!
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Elizabeth Creasy froze.
The mother bird and her fluffy grey ducklings marched single-file from the hedge on one side of the road to the embankment on the other. When the mother noticed Elizabeth, and her agitated cocker spaniel, Boycie, she picked up speed. Her brood, in turn, picked up their speed—a cute little army marching on the double. Their feathery advance took them into the long grass where they promptly disappeared.
Elizabeth grinned. “Oh, what a lovely day, Boycie.”
Boycie looked up, tongue lolling out, but said nothing.
It was indeed a lovely day. The greens were green, and the sky was blue as a crystal ocean. If not for a slight thickness to the air heralding a possible storm, it was the perfect afternoon.
Two years retired now and yet to become restless, Elizabeth’s daily jaunts through the fields and farms surrounding her home never failed to exhilarate her. After decades toiling in an office, she’d all but forgotten the benefits of simple fresh air, and it’d been an invigorating experience reacquainting with the joyous beauty of nature. If only her beloved Dennis were still alive to enjoy it with her, but that was not to be. At fifty-eight, an aortic rupture had snatched her husband away while he drove his evening bus route. The ensuing low-speed crash had not injured anyone, but Elizabeth had been left a heart-broken widow. She lamented on the time they could have spent together—‘cuddling’ in bed all morning and spending the afternoon feeding ducks by the lake. Simple pleasures sure, but oh, the absolute best.
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Portuguese
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Translated by Marcelo Gil Machado
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Spanish
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Translation in progress.
Translated by Luciano Giusti
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