Godfall
Autor Van Jensenen Limba Engleză Paperback – 20 oct 2026
SOMETHING ASTONISHING IS HEADING OUR WAY . . .
'Jensen unfolds his gripping cosmic mystery with huge bravura and real heart.'
M. R. CAREY, author of the bestselling The Girl with All the Gifts
'A gripping blend of sci-fi mystery and small-town suspense . . . an unforgettable ride.'
RON HOWARD, Academy Award-winning director
'I felt slapped awake by Godfall's brilliant conceit . . . thought-provoking, awe-inspiring, and visionary.'
BENJAMIN PERCY, writer of Marvel's Wolverine
'Engrossing, genre bending . . . will have you staying up long past your bedtime.'
KARIN SLAUGHTER
A massive asteroid hurtles toward Earth and humanity is braced for annihilation - but the end doesn't come . . .
Because it's not an asteroid . . . it's a three-mile-tall alien figure that comes to earth outside Little Springs, Nebraska. Dubbed 'the giant', its body apparently pierced by a blade, its arrival transforms this quiet red-state farm town into a top-secret government research site and major metropolitan area, flooded with soldiers, scientists, government agents, bureaucrats, spies, criminals, conspiracy theorists . . . and a killer.
As the sheriff of Little Springs, David Blunt thought he'd be keeping the peace among the same people he'd known all his life, not breaking up chanting crowds of conspiracy theorists, busting drugs gangs, dealing with doomsday cults, struggling to control town hall meetings about immigrants, and invaders and the construction of a mosque. Or trying to catch a cunning and seemingly untraceable killer.
As the brutal, bizarre murders strike ever closer to home, Blunt - increasingly troubled by strange, unsettling dreams of a cosmos in chaos - throws himself into the hunt for a killer who seems somehow connected to the Giant.
With bodies piling up and tensions in Little Springs mounting, he realizes that in order to find the answers he needs, he must first reconcile his traditional sense of things with the town, and the world, he now lives in - before it's too late.
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ISBN-10: 1538776871
Pagini: 384
Dimensiuni: 133 x 203 x 18 mm
Editura: Grand Central Publishing
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Notă biografică
Van Jensen was born and raised in the farm country of Western Nebraska where he wrote and drew stories as soon as he could hold a pencil. He became a newspaper crime reporter, then a magazine editor, and eventually an author of comic books and graphic novels.
He has written some of the world's biggest characters, including James Bond and The Flash, Superman, Wonder Woman and the Green Lantern Corps for DC Comics. He also has co-created acclaimed series including Two Dead (with National Book Award-winning artist Nate Powell), Cryptocracy (with Pete Woods), and Pinocchio, Vampire Slayer (with Dusty Higgins).
Known for creating fiction that combines mind-bending genre concepts with deeply emotional, character-centred stories that have earned praise from fans and critics alike, Jensen's work can be thrilling, hilarious or terrifying, but it is always heartfelt. Godfall is his first novel.
He lives in Atlanta, Georgia.
Extras
Under the moonlight, the pool of blood shone black. David squatted
and peered into the yard-wide void rent into the dirt and scrub brush.
It seemed deep, like he could fall in and tumble through the earth, spit
out in China, Australia. Wherever the hell is as far away from Nebraska
as a man can get.
“Sheriff. Which way you figure she went?”
David stood on a knee that stiffened when the weather turned frigid, a
reminder of a torn meniscus suffered during a high school football game
a decade and change earlier. His muscular build made itself known even
under his thick, brown coat, which had the words “Sheriff ’s Department”
stenciled in yellow across the back. He stood an inch shy of six
feet, though the black Stetson on his head made him seem taller. He
wore blue jeans, as he always did. The wind lashed at him, needles
against his face. Just his goddamned luck that someone would do this
on a night so cold.
He clicked on his flashlight, and the pool of blood burned to life. To
the side, Gentry Luwendyke stood with his arms crossed against a sheepskin
coat. A puff of exhalation issued from below his unruly mustache,
then was whisked away by the punishing February wind.
David carved slow arcs with the flashlight. Some ten yards away, the
light caught a smear of red.
“This way, it looks like,” David said.
David led the way from one spatter to the next, each splash of blood
smaller than the last, moving in a mostly straight line toward the dark
rim of trees along the field’s western edge. Frost clung to the grass and
prairie sage, which crunched like broken glass beneath their boots. By
the time they reached a copse of cedars and Russian olives, the trail had
diminished to single drops.
A rage was building in David’s stomach, combusting until he felt its
heat beneath his coat; he was sweating, despite the cold. Someone did
this. Someone would have to pay. He clenched the flashlight. No. Not
now, he told himself. He could be angry later. Now he needed to focus
on the task at hand. Where had she gone?
“There.”
David saw her first, lying on her side amid a clearing. She seemed
dead, till her chest rose and deflated, and a ghostly plume floated from
her nostrils. He leaned over her, careful not to step in the blood running
across the ground. David set the flashlight in the grass facing her and
pulled off his gloves.
“Sons of bitches,” Gentry hissed.
“Rifle shot. Hit her here,” David said, tracing his hands along the soft
fur of the cow’s abdomen.
Into her intestines. Lord knows what organs it hit; she was fading fast.
“Sons of bitches,” Gentry repeated, louder.
Suddenly the heifer snorted and spasmed. Her legs thrashed to find
a footing. David fell backward and scrambled away as she pounded
her hooves, almost righting herself. Then she stumbled and collapsed.
They inched back closer.
“She don’t need to suffer no more,” Gentry said.
“She doesn’t,” David agreed.
“I’ll do it. My cow.”
Gentry’s eyes were on the Glock nine-millimeter pistol holstered
on David’s right hip. David clicked open the leather strap and drew the
weapon, cold as hell in his hand.
“No. I can’t have anyone else using my firearm. Regulations.”
He stepped over the cow’s head. She was breathing hard, a froth of
mucus and blood bubbling from her nose and mouth. Her obsidian eyes
pleaded with him, uncomprehending of the pain inside her, the chaos
of the world, the horror of life and the even greater horror of whatever
lies beyond it. David had no answers. He rested the barrel against her
temple and fired.
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Descriere
When a three-mile-long humanoid alien crashes into Earth in western Nebraska, the local small-town sheriff’s job becomes far more complicated—and dangerous—especially when a series of brutal murders occurs.