It stood over six feet tall and was the color of dried blood. It was absurdly reminiscent of some giant plucked bird, like an ostrich—but it had the head of a reptile. The partly opened mouth revealed rows of curved, pointed teeth. It was a walking impossibility—a creature that had died out sixty-five million years ago—but it was alive. And it wasn't the only one.
In a sleepy rural town, one man's dream had become everyone else's nightmare—and dinosaurs once more roamed the earth.
First published in 1984, six years before Michael Crichton's Jurassic Park, Harry Adam Knight's Carnosaur is a gory dinosaur-filled romp sure to delight fans of '80s paperback horror fiction.