The Plague Forge: The Dire Earth Cycle: Three
Jason M. Hough
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The Plague Forge delivers an unbeatable combination of knockout action and kick-ass characters as the secrets to the ultimate alien mystery from The Darwin Elevator and The Exodus Towers are about to be unraveled.
The hunt is on for the mysterious keys left by the alien Builders. While Skyler’s team of immune scavengers scatters around the disease-ravaged globe in search of the artifacts, Skyler himself finds much more than he expected in the African desert, where he stumbles upon surprising Builder relics—and thousands of bloodthirsty subhumans. From the slums and fortresses of Darwin to the jungles of Brazil and beyond, Skyler and company are in for a wild ride, jam-packed with daunting challenges, run-and-gun adventure, and unexpected betrayals—all in a race against time to finally answer the great questions that have plagued humanity for decades: Who are the Builders, and what do they want with Earth?
Praise for The Darwin Elevator
“A hell of a fun book.”—James S. A. Corey, New York Times bestselling author of Abaddon’s Gate
“[Jason M.] Hough’s first novel combines the rapid-fire action and memorable characters associated with Joss Whedon’s short-lived Firefly TV series with the accessibility and scientific acumen of [James S. A.] Corey’s ‘Expanse’ series.”—Library Journal (starred review)
“The best part about alien stories is their mystery, and Jason Hough understands that like no other. Full of compelling characters and thick with tension, The Darwin Elevator delivers both despair and hope along with a gigantic dose of wonder. It’s a brilliant debut, and Hough can take my money whenever he writes anything from now on.”—Kevin Hearne, New York Times bestselling author of The Iron Druid Chronicles
“Newcomer Hough displays a talent for imaginative plotting and realistic dialogue, and the brisk pacing and cliffhanger ending will keep readers enthralled and eagerly awaiting the next installment.”—Publishers Weekly
“Jason M. Hough does a great job with this huge story. The world of Darwin and the Elevator is deliciously complex and satisfying. Skyler, Tania, and all the other characters are delightfully drawn and fun to spend time with. . . . The story unfolds with just the right balance of high adventure, espionage, humor, and emotional truth. . . . As soon as you finish, you’ll want more.”—Analog
“A debut novel unlike any other . . . This is something special. Something iconic. The Darwin Elevator is full of majesty and wonder, mystery and mayhem, colorful characters and insidious schemes.”—SF Signal
“Fun, action-packed and entertaining . . . a sure contender for science fiction debut of the year!”—Pat’s Fantasy Hotlist
“Claustrophobic, intense, and satisfying . . . I couldn’t put this book down. The Darwin Elevator depicts a terrifying world, suspends it from a delicate thread, and forces you to read with held breath as you anticipate the inevitable fall.”—Hugh Howey, New York Times bestselling author of Wool
just the way he liked. “Not the time to fuck around, Martin.” Kelly’s eyebrows went up. She studied Vaughn, then glanced at Sam and perhaps caught the hint of admiration in Sam’s face. “Martin, is it? Well now. Better do as your friend here says and we’ll all get through this with our fingers still attached. Understand?” Prumble stayed by the door through which they’d come. Skadz gave him a respectful slug on the shoulder as he came back in, hauling the bundle and hoisting it up onto one of the
as if the ship somehow knew they’d left their suits in there and would need to return. With gravity, Tania couldn’t simply drift and watch. She had to leap over one of the bands as it slid across the surface of the sphere. The band slapped her broken helmet and sent it tumbling like a piece of clothing in a dryer. After one revolution the bands began to slow down in flawless unison, and then they stopped. Each band had a patch that, before, had aligned with the other before forming a portal.
the key to my heart, Prumble.” “It’s the keys to your comm I’m interested in.” “All business tonight, is it? You used to at least make an effort at a little foreplay.” Dee shifted on cushions upon which she lay. Each movement made one roll of fat hide and another emerge from her silks. Sam fought to keep the revulsion from her face. Prumble spread his hands in apology. “Sorry about that, Dee, but we have a link to make. Not my schedule. And with all these Jakes around …” “Let’s not talk about
In answer Grillo stopped and yanked the hood from his captive’s head. The black cloth settled to the floor between the two men in a tidy little heap. “Do you know this person?” Grillo asked, voice level. Pascal. She should have known from the clothing, the posture. She swallowed, and hoped against hope Grillo had not seen the recognition on her face. Stalling, Sam tilted her head. Dried blood trailed from both of Pascal’s nostrils, giving the pilot the odd appearance of having a red mustache
structures, tents, and vehicles. No one wanted a repeat of the mess their departure had created. Skyler leaned under the roof turret, squinting as he looked up. “Pablo, you all right up there?” “Uh-huh.” “You can come down if you want.” “I’ll stay. Just in case.” “Suit yourself.” A moment later Vanessa turned them hard left and gunned the motors. Teeth-rattling bumps turned into a gentle sway as the vehicle transitioned into the potholed road. “Help me with this,” Skyler said to Ana. He