By Jeremy Robinson
i used to be 13 years previous while i used to be abducted. They took me from my relatives, from my friends--from every little thing I knew, and stole my innocence. They introduced me to a global underneath the skin of Antarctica, the place i used to be damaged and educated through a hunter named Ninnis. He served the traditional Nephilim: half-human, half-demon monsters. My character used to be buried in my unconscious and changed by means of that of Ull, a hunter and killer. For a time, I too served the Nephilim. because the first and basically human born on Antarctica, they believed that i'll include the spirit in their fallen king, Nephil, and cause them to overcome humanity.
But i used to be more advantageous than they knew and escaped deep into the underworld, the place i've been hiding for the previous years. I reside in a cavern, that is someway lush with eco-friendly plants, eking out a dwelling and cowering from the war of words that i do know awaits me. however the nightmare has discovered me. i will be able to odor them. The hunters. they've got found my hideout.
The pursuit of Solomon Ull Vincent--the final hunter--has all started. And in the event that they capture me, this can be the place my tale will end.
PRAISE FOR JEREMY ROBINSON
"Rocket-boosted motion, significant hypothesis, and the game of a horror out of the mythologic prior, all seamlessly mixture right into a rollercoaster trip of suspense and adventure." -- James Rollins, big apple instances bestselling writer of JAKE RANSOM AND THE cranium KING'S SHADOW
"With THRESHOLD Jeremy Robinson is going pedal to the steel into very darkish territory. fast moving, action-packed and fantastically creepy! hugely recommended!" --Jonathan Maberry, long island instances bestselling writer of ROT & RUIN
"Jeremy Robinson is the subsequent James Rollins" -- Chris Kuzneski, long island instances bestselling writer of the key CROWN
"If you love thrillers unique, unpredictable and chock-full of motion, you will adore Jeremy Robinson..."-- Stephen Coonts, manhattan instances bestselling writer of DEEP BLACK: ARCTIC GOLD
"How do you discover an unique tale proposal within the crowded action-thriller style? phrases: Jeremy Robinson." -- Scott Sigler, new york instances Bestselling writer of ANCESTOR
"There's not anything timid approximately Robinson as he drops his readers off the cliff and not using a parachute and by some means manages to seize us an inch or from doom." -- Jeff lengthy, manhattan occasions bestselling writer of THE DESCENT
"Greek fable and biotechnology collide in Robinson's first in a brand new mystery sequence to add the Chess Team... Robinson could have readers turning the pages..." -- Publisher's Weekly
"Jeremy Robinson's THRESHOLD is one hell of a mystery, wildly inventive and diabolical, which mixes historical legends and sleek technology right into a continuous motion journey that might hold you turning the pages till the wee hours. Relentlessly gripping from begin to end, do not flip your again in this book!" -- Douglas Preston, manhattan occasions bestselling writer of impression and BLASPHEMY
"Jeremy Robinson is an unique and intriguing voice." -- Steve Berry, new york instances bestselling writer of THE EMPEROR'S TOMB
"Jeremy Robinson is a clean new face in event writing and should make a mark in suspense for years to come." --David Lynn Golemon, manhattan occasions bestselling writer of LEGEND and occasion
Read or Download The Last Hunter - Pursuit (Book 2 of the Antarktos Saga) PDF
Similar Adventure books
A triumph of ancient detective paintings, Crossing the Continent is the notable, never-before-told tale of the 1st black explorer and adventurer in the US, Esteban Dorantes. An African slave, Dorantes led an eight-year trip from Florida to California within the early 16th century—three hundred years sooner than Lewis and Clark ventured west.
From writer Adam Rex comes the 1st booklet within the chilly Cereal Saga—a hilarious, smart, and action-packed event sequence with a tutorial hook. Scottish Play Doe—aka Scott—is used to being a bit diverse. occasionally he hallucinates issues not anyone else can see. yet then this sort of hallucinations attempts to thieve Scott's backpack, and he comes face-to-face with an honest-to-goodness leprechaun named Mick who is at the run from, of all issues, the Goodco Cereal corporation.
Deserted as an baby via his father, the evil warlord Swartt Sixclaw, Veil is raised by means of the kindhearted Bryony. regardless of matters from everybody at Redwall, Bryony is confident that Veil's goodness will be triumphant. but if he commits a criminal offense that's unforgivable, he's banished from the abbey endlessly. Then Swartt and his hordes of searats and vermin assault Redwall, and Veil has to make your mind up: should still he subscribe to Swartt in conflict opposed to the one creature who has ever enjoyed him?
Middle of the night Over Sanctaphrax is a powerful learn.
Extra resources for The Last Hunter - Pursuit (Book 2 of the Antarktos Saga)
The blood of six Nephilim races round the carved out tracks that result in six instantly traces. The strains bring about the circle surrounding me. It won’t be lengthy. most unlikely, Xin says. I’m unsure the place Xin is. It’s attainable he’s no longer even within the chamber, yet I ask, are you able to see the boy with Kainda? i will. seek his face. His eyes. they're mine. Xin says not anything for a second. in the course of his silence, the six trails of blood succeed in the interior circle concurrently and start to enclose me. seek his brain when you've got to! extra silence. The blood is on the subject of spilling over into the shallow bowl within which I stand. It’s real, Xin says. he's you. no longer me, i believe. My brother. Xin is clever. Like me. So i do know he’s understood what I’m telling him. yet I say it in actual fact for him so there's no probability of a false impression. you're my brother, Xin. As is Luca, the boy. You have been either created…from me. we're family members. we're brothers. Xin doesn’t answer and that i worry the silence may be everlasting this time. Xin, in lots of methods, is a monster. he's part Nephilim, in any case, born from a breeder, not like Luca, whose mom was once human. yet Xin can also be reliable. He confirmed that to me while he stored my existence. i feel he sensed the bond among us even then. yet I worry the revelation of his actual beginning will be greater than he can technique. I achieve out to him yet another time, Xin! converse to me! yet he doesn't go back or even he if did, i wouldn't pay attention him. The blood circle overflows. Trickling paths of blood slip over the part and roll towards my ft. because it does, Enki shouts a command. Chains snap taut and fifty Nephilim giants grunt as they positioned all their energy into pulling open the gates of Tartarus. Enki turns his face towards me. “Ull, selected of the Nephilim, do you willingly provide your self to the spirit of Nephil? ” My breath hastens as my middle pumps adrenaline via my veins. i look to Luca. He appears to be like as terrified as me. My eyes shift to Kainda. She’s looking at me with an expression that catches me off safeguard. there's pity in her eyes. She is aware it's not that i am Ull. She is aware what i'm sacrificing for the boy. Her eyes glisten and a unmarried tear falls. i glance again up at Enki. “I do. ” The blood reaches my toes. A searing warmth reaches up via my physique, burning just like the sunlight. I scream, yet stay rooted in position. My physique convulses. i think my brain and recommendations fading, yet I struggle for lucidity. there's chanting throughout me now, loud and insistent. a powerful wind billows previous me, however it has not anything to do with my skills. till Luca is secure, i will not show myself. a noisy groan like a fog horn rolls out of the outlet doorways. via blurry imaginative and prescient, I see basically blackness past the doorways. yet someplace at the hours of darkness, whatever strikes. I pay attention the identify of Nephil repeated time and again because the chanting grows extra fervent. after which I see it. A black form, like a cloud, attaining out for me, stretching its limbs out like a awesome squid. The black tendrils succeed in me and stab into my chest, clutching my chest in a frigid grip. i think my center cease, however the warmth burning up from my toes restarts it.