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Two monsters on a collision course with the fate of mankind hanging in the balance.

 Big Blue

A stolen submarine and an accidentally detonated nuke in Baffin Bay releases something never seen before, a monster ten times the size of Tyrannosaurus Rex, seemingly impervious to every weapon in mankind’s arsenal.

Dread Shev’kha

Undersea Earthquakes in the remote South Pacific of ever increasing magnitude, generating massive tsunamis. A new continent arises and on that continent something stirs, bringing madness in its wake.

From the novel:

“Hey, Doc,” Hadfield shouted at him when Damjan arrived. “Soon as we crest this ridge we should see it.”

“Okay,” Damjan said. He looked out through the windshield. Mud covered the ridge in front of them, just like it covered everything else.

The helicopter rose. The crest of the ridge dropped below them. The valley on the far side came into view. On the far slope, leading up to the ridge, something moved.

Damjan’s breath caught in his throat. His mind refused to believe what his eyes told him. The thing, the creature, was immense. A heavy carapace, almost two hundred feet across. Eight long, jointed legs protruded from the sides, like those of some giant spider, stretching another hundred feet to each side. At the front tentacles squirmed from the bottom of a bulbous head. Membranous wings extending from the back of the carapace completed the picture.

Wings? Nothing that big could fly. And even if it could it would need far bigger wings than that. Maybe they helped thermoregulation, like the sail on a Dimetrodon?

“That can’t be real,” Damjan said. “It’s impossible. It should be crushed under its own weight.” He bit down an overwhelming urge to giggle.

The helicopter plummeted, jerking a scream out of Damjan’s throat.

“What the hell?” Hadfield fought the controls. He glanced sideways. “Alex, what the fuck?”

Damjan stumbled in the bucking helicopter. In an instant of calm, he looked at the copilot in the left seat. Alex Keller, the helicopter’s copilot, was shoving hard at the stick, a look of unholy glee on his face.

“Alex, what are you doing?” Hadfield screamed.

“The Dread Lord!” Keller said. He heaved at the stick, causing the helicopter to buck despite Hadfield’s best efforts to keep them stable. “Doom has come. Better. Better to…”


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