Domino Falls: A Novel [NOOK Book]


It began on Freak Day—that day no one could explain, when strangers and family members alike went crazy and started biting one another. Some thought the outbreak was caused by a flu shot, others that it was a diet drug gone terribly wrong. All anyone knew is that once you were bitten and went to sleep, you woke up a freak.
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It began on Freak Day—that day no one could explain, when strangers and family members alike went crazy and started biting one another. Some thought the outbreak was caused by a flu shot, others that it was a diet drug gone terribly wrong. All anyone knew is that once you were bitten and went to sleep, you woke up a freak.
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Editorial Reviews

Library Journal
Kendra, Terry, and their companions, including the zombie-sniffing dog Hipshot, set off in their damaged bus, the Blue Beauty, in search of another haven from the growing hordes of zombie-like Freaks, who mindlessly crave human flesh and whose bite spreads their infection. The refugees' hopes rise when they find sanctuary in a community called Domino Falls; since Blue Beauty is damaged beyond repair from one too many encounters with Freaks and human pirates, the group is determined to fit in. When they discover that the town is, in fact, a recruiting ground for sf cult author, actor, and director Joseph "Josey" Wales and that there are rumors of missing young women, Kendra and Terry decide to confront Wales. VERDICT The sequel to Devil's Wake by this husband-and-wife writing team raises the stakes in their riveting tale of the days after the "zombie apocalypse," calling into question the true nature of the plague and its origins and bringing the characters more fully into their own. Graphic where it needs to be, this story of people learning under duress what it is to be human grows deeper as it builds to a climax only hinted at in this interim volume. Zombie fiction fans will want this intelligently gory example. [Previewed in Barbara Hoffert's "African American Perspectives for Black History Month," LJ 11/1/12.]
Publishers Weekly
The plot thickens in this engrossing continuation of the postapocalyptic Devil’s Wake. Having outrun zombie-like “freaks” and mercenary pirates, a ragtag “family” of survivors makes it to Domino Falls, the California town that is home to New Age guru Joseph Wales and his Threadrunner Ranch. After the survivors’ ordeal on the road, the town’s comfortable accommodations seem almost too good to be true—and indeed they are, because the “Threadies” are a dangerous cult that has abducted and murdered people to cover up Wales’s role in the apocalypse. The young characters in this novel are likable and credibly drawn, and the problems they wrestle with easily invite reader sympathy. Due and Barnes explode a few genuine surprises at the end to whet appetites for the next book. (Feb.)
From the Publisher
"Zombie lovers won’t be able to put down Barnes’ gripping yarn, which will leave them hungry for the next installment." — Booklist
Zombie Joe Reviews
“An enjoyable read . . . . solid storytelling.”
Bookhounds Book Review
“Very fast paced and wonderfully written horror.”
“Adds welcome diversity to the crowded zombie field.”
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781451617030
  • Publisher: Atria Books
  • Publication date: 2/19/2013
  • Sold by: SIMON & SCHUSTER
  • Format: eBook
  • Pages: 384
  • Sales rank: 360,788
  • File size: 4 MB

Meet the Author

Steven Barnes is an award-winning author of twenty-three novels, including the New York Times bestseller The Cestus Deception. Visit his website at
Tananarive Due is an American Book Award-winning, Essence bestselling author of Blood Colony, The Living Blood, The Good House, and Joplin’s Ghost. She lives in Atlanta, Georgia. Visit her blog at
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Domino Falls

  • Bainbridge Island, Washington

Snug Harbor Motor Court

Snow falls lightly as two motorcycles the color of arterial blood cross the threshold of the Snug Harbor Motor Court: a Kawasaki Ninja 250R and a Honda Interceptor, driven by two nut-brown young men with long black hair, Darius Phillips and Dean Kitsap. Behind them rolls the school bus they call the Blue Beauty, although the blue paint is flaking and the bus is far from beautiful. Windows are shattered, the body tattooed with bullet holes. They have been at war, and will not have long to rest.

Bainbridge Island is the ancestral home of Dean and Darius’s people, the Suquamish Indians, fisherfolk for generations before the first white traders appeared. Now . . . the Suquamish own homes and businesses and fishing fleets and casinos and restaurants. Those who can’t afford better, like Dean’s family, huddle together in places like the Snug Harbor Motor Court. Nearly four hundred people share a hundred seventy trailers.

Dean, who leads the way, was born here. His mother and father and six brothers and sisters still live here, while an older brother is in the army, protecting strangers in a strange land. It is the only true home Dean has known. Still, somehow he cannot remember which way to turn.

There, at the central court—the cleared area houses a barbecue pit and a couple of weather-beaten picnic tables. Normally, children fill the narrow lane, playing in the snow, laughing and waving at the motorcycles and cars as they pass. Today, no one.

But the ground is cluttered with children’s clothes, as if they are fresh from the laundry. Laid out in sets. So strange . . . pants, shirts, shoes . . . and footprints in the snow leading off toward the common play area.

A removable steel-frame barricade blocks the Blue Beauty from going farther. The bus’s doors wheeze open.

First out is Terry Whittaker. Tall, dark-haired, wiry. Then Kendra Brookings peeks out and steps down, her nutmeg-colored, heart-shaped face pinched and cautious. Small, fragile-looking, but with a hidden strength that still surprises Dean. A survivor.

When had Dean learned about her strength? He isn’t sure. And . . . she wasn’t one of the Round Meadow Five, who had been sentenced to a summer of counseling kids at camp as punishment for their sins. How does he know her?

Sonia Petansu follows Kendra—thin, pale, angular. Long black hair with a vertical white streak. Cynical protectee of the largest of them, the big black guy everyone calls Piranha, Charlie Cawthone. Last off the bus is Corporal Ursalina Cortez, alert and serious, watching everything, missing nothing.

Dean moves toward the commons as the others follow him, silent, floating above the new snow, barely leaving footprints.

Dean finally hears an old woman’s voice. Then he sees the children. They sit in the snow, dressed as they might have been to take a dip in the summer ocean, bare brown skin glimmering in the shimmering flecks, which seem to glide around them without touching. Why aren’t the children shivering in the cold?

The old woman is telling stories, as she always has, from the time Dean was small. Everyone calls her Storyteller, and perhaps he once knew her real name, but he cannot remember. Storyteller has always been old. Dean’s grandmother once told him that when she herself was a girl, Storyteller had spun her tales, and even then, she had been old. Storyteller has lived there since before the first trailer was towed to its berth.

Dean sits on the bench near the barbecue pit, where in the summer they roast salmon and beef ribs and enjoy the smell of lush green pine drifting from the Columbia Forest. A boy sitting there looks back and smiles, beckoning him over. His little brother, Raymond. Had Raymond been sitting there a moment ago? Why hadn’t he seen him? Everything seems so strange.

“Years ago,” Storyteller says, “before your grandparents were born, we knew things that you have forgotten, or pretend to have forgotten.”

The children listen, rapt. “We knew not to let the children wander. The old ones would say, ‘If you aren’t careful, children, Kalkalilh will come and take you all away.’

“You have forgotten now, but if we forget, Kalkalilh will return. She is a giant, a huge woman who hides in the woods. Her home is far up in the mountains. In the evening or even in the daytime, but mostly in the evening, she will come prowling around the villages looking for disobedient children playing outside instead of doing their chores. Kalkalilh always has a great big basket strapped on her back, and can you guess what the basket for? She grabs children, throws them into the basket, and scurries as fast as she can back home, up in the mountains. There, she boils them alive and sucks the marrow from their bones.”

The children gasp, frightened. Perhaps Dean gasps with them. Fear whispers across his skin. Has he heard this story before? Has he seen the old woman with the basket with his own eyes?

“Since the children of the village did not want to die, they obeyed their parents, as good children did in those days . . .”

Dean looks down at his brother Raymond, whose hand slips into his. The fingers are small and cold. Dean rubs Raymond’s hand to try to warm him, but Raymond’s skin feels like a block of ice.

“But Kalkalilh was clever, and lured the parents away, so that the children were hungry and crying. Bigger children had been left to watch over the smaller ones, boys who were nearly men, and one of those older children was Dean. He was a great carver. He always had a sharp knife in his possession.”

She looks at him when she says the words, and Dean’s fingers touch his belt. There is indeed a knife there. He doesn’t remember carrying a knife.

He looks around, and doesn’t see the others who followed him here. His cousin, Darius, is gone. And the motorcycles, and the battered bus. No Kendra. No Terry. None of them. All gone. Only he remains with the children in the snow.

“A strange old woman came out of the woods, and in her hands were strips of dried salmon. ‘Come, children, take this jerky.’ And when the smallest girl reached to take the food, the cannibal woman grabbed her and threw her into the basket strapped to her back. And then grabbed up all the other children and headed off to her home in the mountains. Even Dean was trapped in the basket.

“But Dean was clever, and used his knife to cut a hole in the basket’s straw, and one at a time, he pushed out the others and told them to go home. As each child thumped onto the ground, Kalkalilh said, ‘What was that, Dean?’ and Dean would say, ‘Nothing, Gramma. It is only the sound of your feet on the ground.’ And she believed his lie, so she continued walking until she arrived at her home. Dean tried to free all of the children, but a few remained trapped in the basket with him.

“Kalkalilh started a fire in her hearth, melting pitch to seal the eyes of the children, so that they would be unable to see if they dared try to escape.

“And Dean whispered to the children: ‘As she starts to smear the pitch on your eyes, look down so that it smears on your foreheads and will not blind you.’ And they agreed to do as he said, although they were very scared.

“When the cannibal woman finished smearing the pitch onto the children’s foreheads, believing she had blinded them, she laughed while a bleached skull rolled on the ground. Then she sat down and started to paint her face in preparation of dancing to celebrate the succulent feast.

“While she danced on the opposite side of the fire from the children, Dean said, ‘Come closer to us, Grandmother, as you are dancing.’ And she did. When she came between the children and the fire, they all jumped on her and shoved her into the roaring hot flames. As soon as her hair hit the fire, she screamed as the lice on her head went up like a big puff of smoke. Dean used the fire tongs and kept pushing her further into the fire, saying, ‘I am trying to help you.’

“And she screamed, and the children laughed and laughed . . .”

At the trailer park, Dean and the children laughed at the thought of the old woman dancing in the flames. Dean laughed until tears ran down his face while snow drifted to the earth and never touched him.

But Raymond’s hand was so cold that it burned his skin, so he let his brother go. And when he glanced at Raymond’s face, his brother’s eyes were bright red.

The color of blood.

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  • Posted April 14, 2013

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    Domino Falls, California, just so happens to be one of few safe havens that are left in the world since that horrific day that no one has been able to explain. The day when everyone started acting crazy and biting one another. One bite made you sleepy and when you awoke, you were turned into a freak. Zombielike and red thread vines hanging from your face. These freaks had a smell that reminded one of rotten oranges.

    Some of the few remaining survivors of one small town were able to make it out alive and unbitten. While trying to figure out where to go they heard over the radio a broadcast from Joseph Wales, an older actor and leader of a group in Threadville, otherwise known as Domino Falls. The broadcasts were to let survivors know of a sanctuary they could come and be safe from the freaks and the pirates. When the group arrives they see that only those that are able to offer something to this compound were to be admitted. The lame and old were to be left to their own devices outside of the compound to deal with the freaks. On the outside Domino Falls looks like it is a place that is safe but could it really be a trap for something even more sinister than they could have ever imagined?

    I admit that when I began reading this novel, I did not realize that it was the sequel to DEVIL’S WAKE. Also, it was the first time I had ever read a book by either Steven Barnes or Tananarive Due. But I have to say, I was so drawn into the story and the main characters I was quickly turning the pages to find out what was going to happen next. DOMINO FALLS is a cross between that movie I AM LEGEND and NIGHT OF THE LIVING DEAD. I would definitely recommend this book to anyone that is a fan of this genre. I really enjoyed both Steven and Tananarive’s writing. I plan to read their other novels in the near future. I am also looking forward to reading the next installment in this series.

    Reviewed by: LeonaR

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  • Posted April 13, 2013

    Probably should have read Devil¿s Wake first, but did not. Cons

    Probably should have read Devil’s Wake first, but did not. Consequently, there were lots and lots of gaps but just go along and the story hangs together. It’s an original post-apocalyptic story – definitely a different origin for the zombies - hallelujah -- and the survivors make sense. Some of the characters seemed a little thin but maybe not after reading the first book. The devil in this one’s pretty good and his epiphany is well managed. Can’t tell if there’s enough of a set up for a third book. It ends well and the authors could stop there but there’s plenty of room left for another. Don’t read this one without the first. Received free copy for review.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 28, 2013

    I'm hooked. Can't wait for part three. BUT! I am very angry wit

    I'm hooked. Can't wait for part three. BUT! I am very angry with Tananarive Due and Steven Barnes when it comes to Terry. If you read this book - part two - then you know why. Man (smh).

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  • Posted February 17, 2013

    Chilling and thrilling zombie apocalypse. Picks up where Devil's

    Chilling and thrilling zombie apocalypse. Picks up where Devil's Wake left off and ramps up the excitement.

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