Zeke – Tyrant King Press

[Fiction] The Beasts of Kulig County, Chapter 7

Gina gunned the engine and twisted the handlebars, barely evading the long, ridged nasal horn of the bull hudu. The Styracosaurus continued to pursue her for a ways, but soon turned back to his herd with one last threatening bellow. Gina laughed to herself as she left the animals behind, heading for the dubious shade of a thicket of slash pines and saw palmettos. A small flock of hypsilophodonts fled the sound of her motorbike, pronking as they ran. She sat on her bike and watched them for a moment before unclipping her canteen from her belt and taking a drink.

[Fiction] The Beasts of Kulig County, Chapter 5

The sun wasn’t up yet, but the birds were already beginning to sing in the trees when Justin Case’s SUV pulled up in front of Gina’s house. The houses and trees of the neighborhood were silhouetted against the indigo sky, as it slowly faded to a lighter blue in the west. Gina shivered in the pre-dawn chill as she stepped off the front walk and crossed the front lawn.

[Fiction] The Beasts of Kulig County, Chapter 4

Gina didn’t remember much of what had happened after her jeep had gone into the ditch, but according to the doctor currently shining a light in her eyes she had been found by a couple motorists wandering along the road, dazed and covered in blood. The last thing she remembered was the hopper crashing through her windshield and the world spinning crazily, and then she was taking a reflexive swing at the young nurse trying to stitch up a cut above her right eye and having to be physically restrained until she realized where she was. Thankfully, between the nurse’s good reflexes and her own disorientation, her swing had missed. Between those two events though, things got fuzzy.

[Fiction] The Beasts of Kulig County, Chapter 3

“Keeping an eye out up there, Maggie?”

In the cockpit of her Damselfly, Maggie Ovo looked out over the prairie and shook her head. “Everything looks clear up here,” she said into her headset’s microphone as she passed her little helicopter above the herd. “Just mgonzi and you shitkickers.”

[Fiction] The Beasts of Kulig County, Chapter 2

Samaraland was being invaded. Giant hoppers, Macropodotherium, were a large species of hypsilophodont indigenous to Vona, an offshore territory of Garacania. When the island had been cut off from the mainland by rising sea levels, its hypsilophodont population had quickly adapted and diversified, occupying every niche available to them. In order to navigate through the tall grasses that had taken over the island’s open areas, most adopted an energy-efficient hopping gait, earning the nickname hoppers, or as some cheeky zoologists called them, “hopsilophodonts.”

[Fiction] The Beasts of Kulig County, Prologue & Chapter 1

PROLOGUE

A storm was rolling in, and distant thunder rumbled across the darkened prairie as lightning etched flickering patterns across the horizon. One by one the three Nasutoceratops lifted their frilled heads and sniffed, smelling the scent of rain on the air. These ceratopsians were not native to the prairie, their ancestors having been domesticated and brought north from the wet, swampy forests to the south thousands of years ago. Despite not being endemic to this mostly open mix of fern prairie and grassy veld the grazers had proven quite adaptable, and now they roamed the land in relatively small, yet commercially valuable, herds.