Книги, похожие на «James Axler, Labyrinth»

The treacherous new world of post-nuclear America guarantees no inalienable rights–no promises of freedom, liberty or justice for all. Instead, chaos and bloodlust thrive–but so do the innate strengths of the human spirit, and the virtues of honour and courage.Ryan Cawdor has endured the worst that Deathlands has to offer and continues to push on, leading his companions through a land of madness and treachery, seizing each new day with a deep, primal hope that refuses to die….Ryan's razor-sharp edge has been dulled by the loss of his son, Dean–but grief is an emotion he cannot indulge if the band is to escape the chains of sadistic Baron Ethan. His thriving ville offers a special commodity: blood sport. Now with the group's armorer, JB Dix, imprisoned and near death, Ryan and the others are forced to join Ethan's hunt–as the hunted. But the perverse and powerful baron has changed the rules. Skilled in mind control, he ensures the warriors will not be tracked by high-paying thrill-seekers. Instead, they will hunt each other–to the death. In the Deathlands, the odds of survival just got worse….

Life in twenty-second-century America is an odyssey of pain and death. Savagely transformed by atomic fallout, what remains of humanity endures an internecine war against those who thrive on chaos and bloodshed.A legend in a violent land, Ryan Cawdor lives and fights by his own rules as he and his companions traverse the grim world of Deathlands. For as long as the future remains out of reach, survival means living long enough to face a new day.Hearing a rumour that the Trader, his old teacher and friend, is still alive, Ryan and his warrior group struggle across the treacherous Texas desert to find the truth. But an enemy with a score to settle is in hot pursuit–and so is the elusive Trader. The preDark city of Sonora–preserved for a century in the salt and sand of the nukescape–becomes the staging ground for a showdown between mortal enemies, where the scales of revenge and death will be balanced with brutal finality. In the Deathlands, the only law is lawlessness.