In a crumbling carcass of a city, a girl without memories joins a soldier with way too many in a desperate bid to survive the night. But there's a secret she can’t tell him, a secret she can’t let herself know.… The apocalypse arrived in a form nobody expected. Silent. Alien. Deadly. Apex predators designed to hunt down and possess have emerged from the pained earth to eliminate everything human. With no declaration, no conditions, no chance for surrender, a total war on the human race has begun and millions of casualties have dyed the world bloody red. We never stood a chance. Not against them. With all sources of water poisoned, a biological weapon released to cleanse the streets, and acid rain streaking from the sky, what chance do a pair of refugees stand against hordes of tireless invaders who came for the thing most precious––human minds to destroy and able bodies to reap? The world has gone mad, and from its twisting insides, the horsemen of the apocalypse came crawling with the screeching song of a wicked cicada. But there was one thing they underestimated: the unbreakable will of two humans stubbornly refusing to curl up and die. Note: This e-book is offered DRM-free and is a stand-alone novel. No cliffhangers, a full story with a proper ending. Get your copy and dive deep into the dark, apocalyptic world of the Stillborn series! ****** QUICK EXCERPT: Silence, the weapons in their hands searched the darkness together with the light cone they followed into the yet unexplored area. Nothing. Empty walls, old dirt, new trash blown in by strange, underground train-powered winds that died away when people deserted their favorite means of transport. One of the plastic bags got caught on a stone, lowly rustling back and forth in an eerily slight draft. And then it came. A light buzzing. She heard it as if from far, far away, but it was there. A lonely bug, a confused, disturbed creature abandoned and lost. Yet, the buzzing came from it like waves washing on the shore. Take the signal and send it further. Miss a thousand times and reach another bug on the thousand and first attempt. They kept talking. The city, everything in it, every place, every crevice hiding a tiny body, kept receiving and sending out wordless messages, information of every sound, smell, notion of every movement. Like a sea of noise, of information no single bug could comprehend, but that meant a death sentence if it reached the right ears, the right brain, possessed and modified to understand both bug and human situations. A sound that scraped at her spine and sent shivers through her whole body. A bug. The bugs. “Your men. I... I think I know where they are,” Eve's voice broke as she said it, but her body started to move on its own. Soon, she was running through the darkness and yet sure of every step. The walls echoed. The taste of air in her mouth betrayed every detail of her surroundings just as well as the oscillating vibration in her insides, in her lungs, in her brain... Daniel and James followed, their pursuit accompanied by the flashlight’s excessive resplendence and deafening steps of human feet. Like a sea of sounds and feelings. Like a sea of information rippled only by the loud thumps of the wildly beating human heart and the deafening whirl of air tearing apart tissues of human lungs that in turn powered the massive pump. The taste of human blood, the stench of fear, the feelings palpable in every drop of perspiration, alien and indecipherable to the simplistic, primal minds that surrounded them and yet sent them further in all the fractal complexity of their hormonal, pheromonal patterns. A code to be decoded, a sea of information in which to soak... so much, so complex and so alien she felt like drowning. Too much. Too intense, too... James grabbed her wrist and pulled her back to get her attention. “The hunters? You heard them?” And the spell was broken. She was on the shore.