The Survivors (Life After War Book 1)

“War was uglier than we'd imagined. The Draft was reinstated, taking our men and boys. Troops stripped the shelves as they came through. Within days, stores were empty; people began to starve. Hospitals closed due to a lack of staff and supplies. Police stopped answering calls, stopped coming to work at all. Production halted. Communications faded. Then the power went off…and it didn't come back on.“The fall of society triggered a hard, new life where survival became our only focus. We reverted to primitive behaviors, using the war as an excuse to commit unspeakable atrocities and humanity slipped deeper into the abyss of possible extinction. Lawlessness blanketed the post-apocalyptic lands with hatred and violence that seemed to have no end. The future, cold and dark, offered little comfort. The only chance we had for peace, for safety, came from a tired voice on the radio.”“This is Safe Haven. We offer food, shelter, and protection to all survivors. Does anyone copy? …hello? Is anyone alive out there?”“Answering that call was a dangerous risk in a world now filled with nightmares, but it was better than having no hope at all. We left our dens and our dregs and followed Safe Haven; not everyone made it there. Some of those who did were too far gone to be trusted. The apocalypse left its mark on all of us and Safe Haven wasn’t immune to that. It was a place of safety, of light, of duty and honor. It was a refuge for all survivors. It was also a place of death and darkness, where murder and madness walked hand-in-hand.”Life After War. A story that will live in your mind forever.2022 PenCraft Award Winner.2022 Reader’s Choice Runner-up.Length: 798 PagesNumber: Book One

From the Inside Flap

Safe Haven: A place of safety and of light, of duty and honor: A refuge for survivors Also: A place of death and darkness, where magic and murder go hand in hand.

From the Back Cover

A light in the darkness,Safe Haven once stoodSheltering survivorsand serving the goodA place of safetyin a harsh new lifeHonor and dutyamong despair and strifeBlazing a path of hopeSafe Haven Refugee camp came this wayArriving for manyin time to save the dayAnd then they were gone, vanishedLeaving only tracesThe new world slowly moved onand people forgot their facesYears passed in hellNuclear horror created doubtthat erased from the landSigns of their routeSafe Haven became mythA dream and rumorScorned or ignoredTreated with humorForgotten by mostThe signs remain buriedand the people in hellRemain haggard and harriedBut for a fewIgnorance remainsof the hope that once wasJust after the Final DaysUnder the rubbleCarved in the stoneare the notes of Safe HavenTo lead people homeUnable to stayThey tried to make amendsGuiding survivorsTo a life free of past sinsOn a tropical isleCivilization still existsRuled with kindnessNot iron fistsAnd those left behind scoffRoll their eyes in denialWhile paradise waitsfor them to reconcile

About the Author

Follow your dreams, even when the world says it’s crazy. Sometimes, you’ll find a life that satisfies you more than you ever thought was possible. Chase that, starting right now, and the next time someone asks who you are, tell them you’re an immovable force, a wild dreamer, a hopeful comet shooting toward the goals that orbit your existence. And then lift your chin. There aren’t many of us left who want to be good at what we do. Everyone else just seems to want that green shit.I now write full time and live on a small ranch with my family and our clowder of barn cats. You haven’t laughed until you’ve seen newborn kittens playing in the weeds. It’s an amazing way to begin the day. Thank you to everyone who gave me a try. I wouldn’t have this life if not for all of you. Self-sufficiency is an indescribable gift, especially when you grow up poor. May someone help each of you the way you’ve helped me.

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