Ebook: Plastic Jesus

PROLOGUE; ONE; TWO; THREE; FOUR; FIVE; SIX; SEVEN; EIGHT; NINE; TEN; ELEVEN; TWELVE; THIRTEEN; FOURTEEN; FIFTEEN; SIXTEEN; SEVENTEEN; EIGHTEEN; NINETEEN; TWENTY; TWENTY ONE; TWENTY TWO; TWENTY THREE; TWENTY FOUR; TWENTY FIVE; TWENTY SIX; TWENTY SEVEN; TWENTY EIGHT; TWENTY NINE; THIRTY; THIRTY ONE; THIRTY TWO; THIRTY THREE; THIRTY FOUR; THIRTY FIVE; THIRTY SIX; THIRTY SEVEN; THIRTY EIGHT; THIRTY NINE; FORTY; FORTY ONE; FORTY TWO; FORTY THREE; FORTY FOUR; FORTY FIVE; FORTY SIX; FORTY SEVEN; FORTY EIGHT; FORTY NINE; FIFTY; FIFTY ONE; FIFTY TWO; FIFTY THREE; FIFTY FOUR; FIFTY FIVE; FIFTY SIX.

Plastic Jesus grabs you by the throat. From the opening paragraph, without warning, it plunges you into a world of fear and confusion and visceral emotion. When it spews you back out again, you are left dizzy, overwhelmed - and desperate to read more. And it's then that you take your first fearful steps into Lark City? It is the near future, following a devastating Holy War. Once part of the US colonies, Maalside, the New Republic, now stands alone in the Pacific, separated from the heartland by 200 miles of salty ocean. Lark City is its capital, watched over by a 50 foot, pouting, stiletto-