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The Famished Trilogy Box Set

Annie Walls

Genre: Post-Apocalyptic

Publisher: Annie Walls

Date of Publication: October 1, 2019

Number of pages: 942

Word Count: 314,000

Formats available: All

Cover Artist: Annie Walls

After surviving four years alone, Kansas Moore ventures from her refuge to uncover mankind resumes without her. Upon encountering Rudy Hawthorne, she plunges into a new world deep with secrecy, deception, and manipulation.

Kansas struggles to preserve her humanity from distorting and fading like that of society around her. Not only does she fight the undead, she battles for the resistance. Answers prove dangerous to seek as everything is not what it seems.

As Kan accepts comforts in new friendships and love, she soon realizes civilization isn't the only thing worth fighting for.

In an exhilarating plot thick with twists and turns, The Famished Trilogy propels you through a unique journey that's emotional as much as it is gripping. Nothing will prepare you for the ride.

Book Trailer: https://youtu.be/8vwOkIK5gRs

My Review of The Famished Trilogy

I have been looking for a world like The Walking Dead for a long, long time as The Walking Dead is my favorite TV show of all time and I do believe I have found exactly what I was looking for in The Famished Trilogy.

I fell in love with all the characters or most all of them. I love the Famished world. I was drawn in from the first page and hung on every word from beginning to end.

I loved reading each and every one of the books in The Famished Trilogy. I loved the zombies and all their goriness. I loved the world. I loved the characters even the bad ones They did their job well.

Do I recommend The Famished Trilogy? Oh yeah, definitely! My suggest is one click yourself a copy today and begin this wonderful amazing journey in the zombie world! 

Taking on the Dead

The Famished Trilogy

Book One                            

Annie Walls

Genre: Post-Apocalyptic

Publisher: Annie Walls

Date of Publication: Sept. 2012

ISBN: ISBN-10: 1478276258

ISBN-13: 978-1478276258

ASIN: B009EB4YDU

Number of pages: 310

Word Count: 107,000

Cover Artist: Stephanie Mooney

Book Description:

Life for Kansas was perfect until the day the world changed. She has been hiding out for four years in solitude. It's the only way to survive. The only way not to draw zombies. Helping a small group of people, she learns the new world might not be what she assumes.

Venturing out of her refuge and comfort zone, she meets Rudy, who helps her find a greater purpose. She realizes the world has moved on without her. Only it's not what she expects. Her knowledge of the living dead grows and only makes her more curious as humanity continues to hang on by a thread.

While on her search for answers she finds comfort in new friendships and love, but her past seems as if it will haunt her forever. Kansas takes it upon herself to help other survivors, which would be easy if the famished were the only obstacles. In a post apocalyptic romance trilogy plot thick with twists and turns, this adult dark fantasy is emotional as much as it is horrifyingly gripping.

*Not intended for a young audience. Mature content.*

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Taking on the Dead, The Famished Trilogy Book One Excerpt

Some people say you can't change overnight. I'm sure this is true, most of the time. In my case, I changed within seconds, never to be the same. Within those seconds, most people in the world changed, just not in the way I did.

I'll never forget my first zombie. Malachi and I wandered the small carnival as the sun set. The glowing lights of the spinning rides replaced the fading sunlight, and the smell of funnel cake wafted in the air. I could still feel Malachi on my skin. It wasn't surprising since we had a spontaneous tryst in the parking lot. At twenty, we had our whole lives ahead of us.

I remember grabbing his hand, my mind still with him in his car. Radiating affection, he looked at me, our shared secret reflected in his big, brown eyes, his messy brown hair glinting auburn from the sparkling lights all around. He dressed like he always did, wearing whatever was comfortable-a yellow Nashville Predators t-shirt and denim shorts. All his life, he played hockey, from peewee to amateur. He loved the game and continued to play as an adult.

Thrilling sounds of the carnival carried on the wind. I complained about how much we paid for the all-you-can-ride bracelets. There were only a few rides to enjoy, but the carnival charged too much. Some people paid an arm and a leg. The carnival was overflowing with people scurrying about the massive Ferris wheel and Tilt-a-Whirl. Children laughed and chased each other with innocent, painted faces-dancing, and skipping along with the fair music.

Malachi struck a beeline to a cotton candy booth. After the purchase, he stuffed a big piece of pink fluff in my mouth. I can still taste the sticky sweetness melting on my tongue. Although he did it provocatively, it wasn't until later I grasped his motivation, which was to keep me from complaining. He was subtle that way.

Sometime later, we got off the Ferris wheel, both heated, clinging to each other and ready for another tryst, when we went off the beaten path to use the foul port-a-potties.

When I think about it now, I know the outbreak began early in the day. We had passed several wrecks, heard many helicopters and sirens and saw a few zombies, but we were too wrapped up in ourselves to notice. I blame it on being in love, but I swear if I saw a person walking down the street covered in blood or eating someone, I would've paid attention. Maybe.

We did when we saw a zombie attacking a frizzy, red-haired woman next to an old, rusted bike rack.

Only, we didn't know it was a zombie. The woman's shrill screams were like something from a horror flick. My blood curdled when a man bit into the woman's forearm. Blood leaked down her arm and dress. Her shriek pierced my soul.

Malachi pushed the man off, trying to be a hero.

"Kansas, call 911," he screamed, whirling to help the woman. I trembled, pulling out my cell phone and dialing, only to hear a busy signal.

When the man regained his stature, I caught sight of him. He looked crazed, his eyes were bloodshot, and the front of his thigh gone. Muscle tissue hung from the stark white bone. Blood covered his face, neck, and clothing-some kind of uniform-USPS which was weird and out of place on a Sunday. His stare drifted to Malachi. A ferocious growl came from his mouth before it clamped onto Malachi's shoulder. Malachi's face twisted in pain, but he still hit the jaw of the man, loosening the grip of the bite. Blood dripped down Malachi's arm, dropping from his fingers onto the concrete. I swear I could hear the little splatters.

A scream erupted from my throat, freezing me to the spot. My trembles changed to full-on shakes while Malachi grappled with the mailman who, in my mind, had obviously eaten bath salts. The shouts from the carnival no longer sounded like amusement park screams. I saw a kid, no older than eleven or twelve, limping toward me. His dirty blond hair dangled in front of his eyes. One of his feet bent awkwardly. Blood disguised his face, neck, shirt, and hands from being recognized as human.

Something serious was going down. Malachi was still fighting off the hyped-up mailman. I was in some kind of shock but told myself to get a grip.

My insides hardened as time slowed and narrowed my idealistic world into a vast tunnel. I clenched my fists to keep them from shak? ing. That's when I saw the bell. Over the bushes in the next section of the park, the "High Striker" game-the one with the hammer to strike and ring the bell-was lit with the colors of the rainbow, flashing trails up and down the length of the game. I ran straight through the bushes to find the game deserted. Plush bunnies still waited to go home with a lucky ringer. I found what I wanted-the sledgehammer.

The bushes scratched against my legs as I jumped through them to find more crazy people closing in on Malachi. Ice seemed to spread through me.

"Malachi! We have to go. Now," I yelled, surprised to hear my voice clear and composed. He looked pale.

Gripping the sledgehammer like a baseball bat, I hit the mailman in the head. Malachi grunted as he kicked and shoved more people out of his way.

I bashed as many as I could. Most went still twitching and moaning. The mailman crawled toward us, his head bent at an odd angle. My stomach convulsed, but I swallowed the extra saliva as I slung the hammer to finish the job. His head split wide open, spilling things onto the sidewalk that should never be seen.

I glanced at Malachi to find him looking at me as if he didn't know me. With my free hand, I grabbed him and we ran. I tripped on my cute wedge sandals, cursing myself for being vain enough to wear them. He helped me up, and we continued running around game booths. I clung to the sledgehammer like a lifeline, taking in the horrid sights before us.

A child ripped into water bags in a booth, devouring the little fish inside, all the while the man running the booth feasted on another person. The taste of sweet acidic bile came into my throat. The carnival had become a scene of macabre lights, blood, and screams. People were getting attacked and eaten alive all around us. Kids with face paint eating their parents. The parents screaming for help. Panic filling their brains when they noticed it wasn't just them, unable to comprehend what was happening, as if they would wake from this nightmare. Fear dawned in their eyes as they realized they wouldn't wake. This was real.

I stopped to help a woman and her baby, only to see her tearing into its tiny body. Gore splattered the baby's stroller. When its little cries ceased, the lady looked up with baby bits stuck to her nose and chin. Malachi grabbed me, spun me away to protect me from the unbelievable scene, but it was too late. The lights blurred with the tears filling my eyes, only to stain my cheeks as we ran. The carnival music seemed to slow to a drone and skip beats.

Malachi never made it home.

Yes, you can change overnight. In seconds, and no, you never forget your first zombie. Mine wore a USPS uniform. He killed Malachi.

No, I killed Malachi.

My Review of Taking on the Dead

If you ever want to know anything about zombies then Kansas City Sunshine Moore aka Kan is the girl to see. She knows a lot about zombies as she has been studying them for the last four years. Kansas lives in a bunker under her house. Her father was a prepper and built the bunker in case the world came to an end one day.

Kansas lost her family a long time ago and has been living alone in the bunker ever since. She has been alone for the last four years. She liked living alone. Until the day she ran into a few people fighting zombies with nowhere to go or stay Kansas lets the group stay with her. Kansas is not too thrilled with this idea but she hates to be rude but plans on keeping her eyes on the group.

Before long her instincts pay off when she is confronted by the group informing her that they like the setup she has going for her there and want it for themselves as they will be safe from the zombies. So they kick Kansas out of her own home but at least she is still alive.

Afterward Kansas meets some new people whom she begins to like care about. She is starting to change her mind about being alone as it is nice to be with people but not all people are so nice. Sometimes you have to worry more about the humans than the zombies. Yeah sometimes humans can be more harmful than zombies.

Kansas meets Rudy on the road after she has a run in with some zombies. Rudy takes her under his wing and looks out for her and helps keep her safe. I pictured Rudy as a great big bear with a soft kind heart.

Kansas doesn’t like to reveal much of herself to others she is not one to go around telling everyone her life history. She likes to keep everything locked up tight not knowing who she can really trust and never lets anybody in. So I guess that is why she is dishonest with Rudy and Mac about where she is sleeping which leaves her alone and easy to be taken by another group of people.

Taking on the Dead has lots of zombies and zombie killing. Kansas kept the action flowing with all her zombie killing not to mention the other things she gets up to or the situations she finds herself in and the ways she gets herself out. I love the way Kansas talks about the zombies and the stages of decomposing of the zombies. I loved it gore and gore and more gore. Fabulous darling!

Taking on the Dead is a world filled with zombies, bad people, good people, a little romance and love, kidnapping, killing, slashing, gory zombieness. I can’t wait to dive into the next book Controlling the Dead to see what Kansas gets into next and where her journey takes her. I can’t wait to read more about Kansas, Rudy and Mac.

If you like zombies, dystopian, post-apocalyptic and horror novels then you are going to love Talking on the Dead! 

Controlling the Dead

The Famished Trilogy

Book Two           

Annie Walls

Genre: post-apocalyptic

Publisher: Annie Walls

Date of Publication: November 2014

ISBN: ISBN-10: 149361472X

ISBN-13: 978-1493614721

ASIN: B00G8JB1FU

Number of pages: 280

Word Count: 95,000

                              

Cover Artist: Annie Walls

Book Description:

With the help of her new companions, the path Kansas follows leads to more knowledge of the ever adapting famished.

The team finds help in unlikely places, meeting more survivors, and discovers the possibility of a new beginning.

When the team experiences a devastating loss, Kansas struggles to keep her humanity from fading and distorting like that of the surviving society around her. It begins with knowing who to trust and who to leave behind. First, she must trust herself - she won't make the same mistakes twice.

As the answers to her questions are revealed, Kansas begins to understand the knowledge comes with a heavy price and great responsibility of controlling the dead.

In a trilogy plot thick with twists and turns, this adult dark fantasy is as emotional as it is horrifyingly gripping.

For Mature Audience

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My Review of Controlling the Dead

Kansas Sunshine City Moore is still dealing with her kidnapping and attack in the first book Taking on the Dead as Controlling the Dead takes off. She is still healing both mentally and physically. But she has some really great friends to help her out and take care of her to make sure she gets the rest she needs to heal.

I was happy to see Mac and Rudy are back in the picture. Mac went to visit his mom for a while. I was so glad to see our little trio back together once again. I really like Mac and Rudy but I will have to say that I am team Rudy.

Controlling the Dead is definitely unlike any zombie book I believe I have ever read before. I love this new zombie world. Kansas has picked up some special ability and it is awesome. I loved the world that was created for The Famished in Taking on the Dead and it got even better in book two Controlling the Dead. Yeah the story just seems to get better and better with each book. And now once again I can’t wait to dive into the next book Living with the Dead. What is there to expect with that title? Yeah the title alone is enough to drag you in, right?

Controlling the Dead and the whole The Famished Trilogy needs to be on TV as it reminds me so much of The Walking Dead. We need more zombie shows for all of us zombie lovers out there. Controlling the Dead grabbed my attention from the first page and is still hanging on.

I would definitely recommend Controlling the Dead to all zombie, horror, and post-apocalyptic fans. If you love zombie romantic filled worlds then you are going to love Controlling the Dead.

Living with the Dead

The Famished Trilogy

Book Three

Annie Walls

                             

Genre: post apocalyptic

Publisher: Annie Walls

Date of Publication: July 20, 2019

ISBN: ISBN-10: 1085805409

ISBN-13: 978-1085805407

ASIN: B07VGZ1L76

Number of pages: 370

Word Count: 112,000

Cover Artist: Annie Walls

Book Description:

For five years, life is strenuous for Kansas Moore as she travels with her team and saves more people from the clutches of the revolutionists. On the downtime, they construct and enlist for their own cause.

When the general assigns her to search for Mago, she turns to the team and what they find overturns everything they've learned so far.

In this dramatic conclusion of The Famished Trilogy, things are not what they seem and comfortable living is far from reach.

This book contains graphic violence, intense language, sexual situations, drug use, and is intended for a mature audience.

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My Review of Living with the Dead

Kansas, Rudy and their team of misfits are back and still fighting the dead and the living. Kansas still has no idea where Rudy is but she misses him something fierce she tries to fill her days by going on supply runs or fighting zombies. Killing zombies can be very therapeutic when you live in a zombie apocalypse.

When a family member of the general goes missing the US Coalition orders Kansas and her team to go look for him and bring him back. What they find is going to turn their world upside. Truths are revealed. Traps are set. Loved ones are lost.

While I was reading Living with the Dead I felt as if I made a few new friends as each of their stories were told and I got to know them I felt as if they were real and I could feel what they were feeling.

I am greatly going to miss all of these characters and their world but I do know that they are going to stay with me for a long time to come. I don’t think I will ever forget them. I would love to read more about Kansas, Rudy, Xena, Reece and the rest of the characters in future stories.

I recommend Living with the Dead to all fans of zombies, romance, horror or end of the world type of books. 

About the Author:

Annie Walls is an author of dark and urban fantasy. She resides on the Tennessee countryside with her husband, son, and bulldog. Far, far away from society. She's a romantic and misanthropist. When she is not writing, she is reading.

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