Karen’s Killer Book Bench: ESCAPE TO THE LAST BASTION, A Last Bastion Sequel Novel by Rhiannon Frater #Post-Apocalyptic #Zombie #Horror #SciFi

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A Last Bastion Sequel Novel


Machie Ibeke is on the verge of becoming a pilot of her own Hawk in the West African Union Military when the final flight before her promotion is interrupted by a horrifying terrorist attack.

The surviving aircrew is grounded and ordered to maintain their silence about the possible emergence of an old enemy so ruthless its sole purpose is to wipe out humanity. In the past, the fanatical Gaia Cult has used the potent Inferi Plague Virus as a terrorist weapon. The zombie virus kills, brings the dead back to life, and instills in the resurrected Scourge the overwhelming need to bite and spread the contagion.

Living with the knowledge that the world is in danger is difficult, made more complicated by the arrival of visiting family, a rogue A.I. hiding in her apartment building, and questionable activity in the Bamako Megacity.

If Machie’s suspicions are correct and the dangerous Gaia Cult has returned, then an apocalyptic outbreak is imminent, and it will be up to her to save her loved ones and find a safe haven in a dead world.

About the Book

Escape to the Last Bastion
by Rhiannon Frater

The Last Bastion

Science Fiction


Publication Date
June 18, 2019

A Last Bastion Sequel Novel

Editorial Note: Zombies, might be disturbing for some readers


The air was thick with fear and the reek of blood. Each step Machie took rang out like a gunshot, her boots’ heavy weights slowing her down. Or perhaps it was dread washing over her like a tsunami. Furious growls, pained screams, and the heavy thud of bodies falling beneath the onslaught of the Inferi Scourge were accompanied by the wild staccato beat of Machie’s heart.

“Auntie! Auntie!”

Adeleke’s cries only heightened Machie’s fright as they fled the bloody scene unfolding in front of the elevator. Machie elbowed people out of her way, nearly tripped over a porter rushing to attack the scrags, and barely caught herself with one hand against the wall.

“Run!” she screamed at the people surrounding her.

Faces slack with shock, some of them didn’t even acknowledge her and stayed frozen where they stood. Others sputtered into action to run alongside the three soldiers and little girl.

Bako gruffly pushed Machie forward. “Move faster! The scrags are busy infecting everyone behind us, but that will only slow them down for so long!”

The infection would spread fast. Scrags bit their victims and immediately moved onto the next one. Each second that ticked by stole away what little time they had to escape.

Pale blue walls and highly-polished black cement floors stretched before them. The hall was daunting in its length, gradually curving and spanning the width of the building. Decorative planters, statues, paintings, and benches dotted the long expanse. The hallway was split in the center by a shorter corridor that opened to an observation deck on one end and a bay of service and residential elevators on the other. Those weren’t the elevators they had to reach. The one 5-T2 had secured was on the opposite side of the building.

Ahead, Aminata whipped about, lifting her weapon to aim at the scrags before cursing and continuing to run. “There’s no way to get a good shot!”

The doors to every flat yawned open due to the security override. The tenants peeked out to see the cause of the commotion. One woman screamed shrilly when she witnessed the scrags attacking those near the lift and fell back against the edge of the door, overcome with fear.

“They’re here! They’re here! They’ve come back!” she screamed, disappearing back inside her flat.

Adeleke’s sweaty little hand slipped from Machie’s grip, so she grabbed the girl’s wrist, her fingers tightening to the point where her niece cried out. Ignoring the child’s discomfort, Machie ran, half-dragging her along beside her. Adeleke’s short legs strenuously pumped to keep the pace, her small face pinched with fright.

The screech of the Inferi reverberated in the air, sending prickling chills down Machie’s back. The smell of blood mingled with the scent of food wafting from the open doorways. She’d lost track of time. It was lunchtime, when families returned from work and school to gather for the midday meal. The fragrance of food was a reminder that the day had been like any other until the elevator doors had opened and unleashed the Inferi Scourge.

Braving a glance over her shoulder, Machie witnessed the scrags and humans doing a dance of death in front of the lift doors while porters attempted to stop the undead from following those fleeing. A terrified woman slipped past the porters, gasping, crying, and shaking with fear. Clutching her shoulder, she stumbled along after those trying to escape.

Machie hesitated, lifting her weapon to give the woman cover.

Blood seeped from beneath the woman’s fingers and Machie knew what would happen next. After a few steps, the woman’s body seized violently and she let out an ungodly screech. It only took seconds for the virus to transform her into a scrag. A porter leaped on her, pummeling her head with one metallic clawed foot to kill her a second time.

“Dammit!” Machie shouted, tripping.

“Watch where you’re going!” Bako barked.

Aminata sprinted at the lead of their small group, dodging the curious people wandering out of their flats. Bako took up the rear, overturning decorative planters, benches, and statues to slow pursuing scrags. Meanwhile, two porters crawled along the ceiling, escorting them toward their next destination.

“Infection rate is increasing by-”

“Stop, 5-T2! Only tell me when they’re getting close.”


A man rushed past Machie toward the elevator wielding a butcher knife. Two women, whom Machie recalled were sisters, followed, one clutching a decorative sword and the other a machete. A few more young men followed, armed with makeshift weapons.

“Aren’t you a soldier? Help us! We need to kill them!” one man shouted at her.

Machie faltered briefly in her sprint, wondering if she should turn back and fight. It was her duty after all.

Bako shoved her shoulder, pushing her forward. “Keep moving!”

“We should help!” Machie retorted.

“We can’t help them! Don’t you want to save your niece? Turn back and she dies!”

Adeleke’s heavy breathing and petrified gaze were enough to compel Machie to ignore the life and death struggle behind her. She hated that Bako was right, but she had to save her niece.

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Tour Wide Giveaway

To celebrate the tour for ESCAPE TO THE LAST BASTION by Rhiannon Frater, we’re giving away a paperback copy of Rhiannon’s novel The Last Bastion of the Living to one lucky winner!

GIVEAWAY TERMS & CONDITIONS:   Open to U.S. shipping addresses only. One winner will receive a paperback copy of The Last Bastion of the Living by Rhiannon Frater. This giveaway is administered by Pure Textuality PR on behalf of Rhiannon Frater.  Giveaway ends 2/29/2020 @ 11:59pm EST.  CLICK HERE TO ENTER!


About the Author…

RHIANNON FRATER is the award-winning author of the As the World Dies zombie trilogy (Tor) as well as independent works such as The Last Bastion of the Living. She also co-hosted of the ZCast: a Z Nation Fan Podcast, interviewing the cast and crew of the SyFy show.

Born and raised in Texas, she currently resides with her husband and furry children (a.k.a pets) in South Texas.  She loves scary movies, sci-fi and horror shows, playing video games, cooking, dyeing her hair weird colors, and shopping for Betsey Johnson purses and shoes.

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2 Responses to Karen’s Killer Book Bench: ESCAPE TO THE LAST BASTION, A Last Bastion Sequel Novel by Rhiannon Frater #Post-Apocalyptic #Zombie #Horror #SciFi

  1. Karen Docter says:

    Good morning, Rhiannon, and welcome to Karen’s Killer Book Bench. I don’t read a lot of zombie books but that’s likely because I don’t see many. I’m intrigued by your premise and excerpt though. Thanks for sharing your new book with us today!

    LOVE your red hair. Of course, hiding from zombies makes it problematic, doesn’t it? 🙂 🙂

  2. Kathleen Bylsma says:

    Well, now! This will get your attention!
    Th, Karen and Rhiannon!

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