Scientists told us the dead would never walk the Earth. They were wrong. They call it Lazarus. A virus so deadly that it kills and resurrects virtually everybody it infects. Bangkok becomes the first city to fall to the unstoppable army of the undead…but this is only the beginning. By the time the news channels are reporting on the devastated Thai capital, the virus has already spread around the globe. Growing, infecting…spreading. One by one reports come in from other countries. The dead are getting back up… and they’re killing everything in their path. In the UK, clandestine government agent Nick Carter and his team find themselves faced with their deadliest enemy yet as they are forced to deal with the countries first outbreak. Yet in the depths of this tragedy, they find a glimmer of hope. A woman, a single survivor from the outbreak, someone whose blood might hold the secret to defeating the virus. Could she be humanities only chance of salvation? Or is it already too late? The Spread, a zombie novel, is the first book in the Lazarus Strain Chronicles. If you enjoy reading about the fall of man under the relentless onslaught of the zombie hordes, then you will enjoy this no-holds-barred story.

It took mere days for the world to change. Days for human civilisation to crumble under the growing weight of the undead armies. With retreat the only option, Nick and the SAS must seek sanctuary in a dying country. But Nick must also decide on what final fate should befall the assassin, Azrael. Not everyone struggles to survive, however. Some, like Colonel Smith, discover opportunity in their own growing madness. Released from all ethical constraints, he finds himself free to continue his flawed and dangerous experiments. In the Desert of nightmares, the Horsemen are about to be unleashed. Those immune to the virus are about to find themselves hunted in their dreams. In Houston, Reece discovers, first hand, just how desperate the US military has become in their fight against the virus. Across the USA, the immune are being rounded up to be experimented on… completely against their will. Fight, run or hide, it doesn't matter. The fall of man has begun

Despite their armies and their weapons of mass destruction, humanity stood no chance against Lazarus. One by one, the cities of man rapidly fell to the undead. The survivors quickly learnt they couldn’t fight or hide from the legions of the damned. All they could do was run… but where was safe from the necrotic hordes. For the immune, even sleep gave them no respite. In the desert of their minds, they find themselves hunted by an enemy without remorse or mercy. Mankind was rapidly running out of time