In 1978 the Crabs attacked AustraliaοΏ½s Great Barrier Reef with horrendous loss of human life. Amongst the fatalities was Harvey Logan, big-game hunter. The world believed that these terrible crustaceans had been annihilated but HarveyοΏ½s son, Brock, was sure that one day they would emerge from the oc
Killer Crabs (Crabs Series Book 2)
β Scribed by Smith, Guy N.
- Book ID
- 110214570
- Publisher
- Black Hill Books
- Year
- 2010
- Tongue
- English
- Weight
- 81 KB
- Series
- Crabs 2
- Category
- Fiction
- ISBN-13
- 9781907846083
- ASIN
- B004A90FNE
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β¦ Synopsis
Their claws were strong enough to snap a man in half. Their shells were impenetrable, even by a six-inch naval gun. Their eyes glowed with malevolence, and as they tore their victims limb from limb they seemed to grin with sadistic delight. Never before had the world seen such an army.
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