Pride and Prejudice and Zombies: Dawn of the Dreadfuls (Pride and Prej. and Zombies)
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Readers will witness the birth of a heroine in Dawn of the Dreadfuls—a thrilling prequel set four years before the horrific events of Pride and Prejudice and Zombies. As our story opens, the Bennet sisters are enjoying a peaceful life in the English countryside. They idle away the days reading, gardening, and daydreaming about future husbands—until a funeral at the local parish goes strangely and horribly awry.
Suddenly corpses are springing from the soft earth—and only one family can stop them. As the bodies pile up, we watch Elizabeth Bennet evolve from a naive young teenager into a savage slayer of the undead. Along the way, two men vie for her affections: Master Hawksworth is the powerful warrior who trains her to kill, while thoughtful Dr. Keckilpenny seeks to conquer the walking dead using science instead of strength. Will either man win the prize of Elizabeth’s heart? Or will their hearts be feasted upon by hordes of marauding zombies? Complete with romance, action, comedy, and an army of shambling corpses, Pride and Prejudice and Zombies: Dawn of the Dreadfuls will have Jane Austen rolling in her grave—and just might inspire her to crawl out of it!
Thank you! ” Mr. Bennet said. He spent the next moments trying to disentangle himself from his wife’s clutches. When he found he couldn’t, he simply stepped sideways into the aisle, dragging her with him. “I will be walking that way, Mrs. Bennet. ” He jerked his head at Mr. Ford, who was struggling to haul himself out of his casket. “If you choose to join me, so be it. ” Mrs. Bennet let go and, after carefully checking to make sure Jane was still behind her, swooned backward into her eldest daughter’s arms.
Mrs. Bennet was desperate for her daughters to meet eligible males, but Elizabeth suspected even she had her standards. “Have you seen Dr. Keckilpenny this morning? ” she asked instead. “Yes,” Jane said. “I finally met the good doctor at breakfast. ” Elizabeth let out a breath she didn’t even know she’d been holding. “He didn’t stay to eat with us,” Jane went on. “He simply loaded a plate in the kitchen and went back to the attic. The cook said all he took were pastries and desserts—along with some uncooked kidneys and tripe.
Are you saying you want me to host the ball? ” the baron said. “You press your luck, Bennet. ” “Indeed, I do. ” The head was now out far enough to reveal the chalky, desiccated face of an old woman. The unmentionable’s contortions were growing wilder as the dirt loosened around it, and the ground began to swell up where its shoulders would, before long, pop up into the sunshine. “Under normal circumstances,” Mr. Bennet said, “I could deny a man such as yourself nothing, My Lord. Yet these are hardly normal circumstances, I think you’ll agree, and I find instead that I must ask of you absolutely everything.
IT IS YOU! AFTER ALL THESE YEARS! ” Elizabeth clamped her lips together. The tale she had to tell—particularly injuring herself trying to kiss a deer and being set upon by dreadfuls not once but twice—would soothe her mother not a jot. She opened her mouth again when she’d settled on the best possible distraction. “Let us discuss all that later. Lydia and Kitty should be back shortly with Papa and the others. Until they return, we have guests to entertain, do we not? ” Mrs. Bennet shifted her gaze to Capt.
The dreadfuls infected everything just by virtue of existing. To live in their world, one had to become like them. Dead inside. So be it. Something shuffled past the attic door. Then another something, moving faster. There were groans and more footsteps and the sounds of furniture being clumsily overturned. “Mmm-hmm! ” said Lydia, jerking her head at the stairs. Mr. Bennet glared at her and put a finger to his lips. “Mmm-hmm! ” she said again, pointing downward. Kitty’s eyes went wide, and she started pointing, too.