The Stand by Stephen KingThe Stand by Stephen King

The Stand

byStephen King

Paperback | August 7, 2012

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Stephen King’s apocalyptic vision of a world blasted by plague and tangled in an elemental struggle between good and evil remains as riveting and eerily plausible as when it was first published.
A patient escapes from a biological testing facility, unknowingly carrying a deadly weapon: a mutated strain of super-flu that will wipe out 99 percent of the world’s population within a few weeks. Those who remain are scared, bewildered, and in need of a leader. Two emerge—Mother Abagail, the benevolent 108-year-old woman who urges them to build a peaceful community in Boulder, Colorado; and Randall Flagg, the nefarious “Dark Man,” who delights in chaos and violence. As the dark man and the peaceful woman gather power, the survivors will have to choose between them—and ultimately decide the fate of all humanity.

(This edition includes all of the new and restored material first published in The StandThe Complete And Uncut Edition.)
Stephen King is the author of more than fifty books, all of them worldwide bestsellers. Among his most recent are 11/22/63; Full Dark, No Stars; Under the Dome; Just After Sunset; Duma Key; Lisey’s Story; Cell; and the concluding novels in the Dark Tower saga: Wolves of the Calla, Song of Susannah, and The Dark Tower. His acclaimed non...
Title:The StandFormat:PaperbackDimensions:1200 pages, 7.91 × 5.2 × 2.01 inPublished:August 7, 2012Publisher:Knopf Doubleday Publishing GroupLanguage:English

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ISBN - 10:0307947300

ISBN - 13:9780307947307


Rated 4 out of 5 by from Great book way better than that TV adaptation...
Date published: 2017-11-10
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Great story Great story - loved it! Hooks you in and you won't want to put it down!
Date published: 2017-07-20
Rated 5 out of 5 by from epic story one of my favorite Stephen king novels. great journey into a horrific idea. I have re read it several times
Date published: 2017-07-17
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Soul catching Stephen King writes in such a way that any level reader can catch onto him and get swept up in the entirety of his writing, but without feeling like pandering. From the first chapter of this book I was hooked and couldn't put it down for a week until I finished. Incredible ride.
Date published: 2017-06-29
Rated 3 out of 5 by from Good read I had put this book down for a while because I just wasn't catching on to it. But I recently picked it up again and it is much better than I remembered, I'm much more into the story than I thought I would be. Not the best Stephen King novel I've read, but I am enjoying it quite a bit!
Date published: 2017-06-25
Rated 5 out of 5 by from A Favorite I have read multiple times & will read again. One of my favorite King novels.
Date published: 2017-06-06
Rated 1 out of 5 by from Did not finish Since I love getting the creepy crawlies out of stories and movies I have tried so many Stephen King books just thinking that eventually I will like one of his stories since they are so prolific in the horror genre. However, I just, don't like his writing. He is way too descriptive for my story-junkie ways. I want plot and action, not just character development littered with tons of uneventful details and needless words. Having said that a very few of his books (once I skipped all of the unnecessary details) did deliver true horror, but there is just too much fluff around for me.
Date published: 2017-05-16
Rated 5 out of 5 by from long but worth it a masterpiece, one of my favourite books. highly recommended
Date published: 2017-05-14
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Still Stephen King at his best. This is one of Stephen king's older titles, but it is classic King nonetheless, it is personally my favourite of his books, there is such a large number and variety of characters in this story that everyone can identify with one of them. While the Tower set may be his masterpiece, this is a riveting and fulfilling read from start to finish. It is a book I have read from cover to cover more times than I can remember, and is still a page turner every time.
Date published: 2017-05-13
Rated 3 out of 5 by from Overrated Its not terrible, but it is pretty long, and is worth the read for some context concerning the much better Dark Tower novels
Date published: 2017-04-30
Rated 3 out of 5 by from Enjoyed this book Recommend it to anyone who enjoy Stephen King's novels
Date published: 2017-04-28
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Stephen Kings Best Ever!!!!! A must read book if you love Stephen King
Date published: 2017-04-11
Rated 5 out of 5 by from King's best just finished it and I'm already excited to read it again
Date published: 2017-03-22
Rated 4 out of 5 by from One of King's best This book, though massive in length, is one of the best produced by the horror master King. If you like the Lord of the Rings style narratives - lots of different, seemingly unrelated story lines all jumping back and forth - then this is the book for you.
Date published: 2017-03-15
Rated 4 out of 5 by from A story with tons of content This book sometimes feels like a horror soap opera, all crammed into one book. Well worth the time spent reading it.
Date published: 2017-03-14
Rated 5 out of 5 by from One of my all time favourite books Its a long read, but so worth it! a true masterpiece.
Date published: 2017-03-13
Rated 5 out of 5 by from 2nd favorite King novel this is a close 2nd to The Dark Tower series. although it is quite a long novel, the time just flew by while reading this. I was completely wrapped up in it and lost all track of time. Great read!
Date published: 2017-03-05
Rated 5 out of 5 by from top notch reading This was my favorite King book until I read The Dark Tower series. It remains my second favorite. Great story any King fan would enjoy!
Date published: 2017-02-28
Rated 4 out of 5 by from long but awesome pretty long book but so worth the read, hard to put down
Date published: 2017-02-05
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Long but great novel One of my all time favourites! Don't let the length fool you, you're in for a ride!
Date published: 2017-02-03
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Good for multiple reads - love this book! I am a huge Stephen King fan. I have read and re-read this book I'd say at least 10 times. Every time I walk away with a different impression, but I am always blown away by the intricacy of the world that King creates. It is a long read, but you come to love some characters and hate others and I found that I was emotionally invested in their fates by the time I reached the end. Highly recommend. #plumreview
Date published: 2017-02-02
Rated 5 out of 5 by from A must read This is a masterpiece, even those who are not Stephen King fans will love this book.
Date published: 2017-02-02
Rated 1 out of 5 by from SOOOOOO slow! Reading this was painful! I did accidentally buy the extended version, but still!!! 500 pages in and I gave up. People are just walking around and nothing happens
Date published: 2017-01-25
Rated 5 out of 5 by from A favourite I know it's long, but it's so hard to put down! One of my favourite King books!
Date published: 2017-01-24
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Classic King I read The Stand in high school and it sparked a life-long interest in post-apocalyptic/dystopian literature. Epic read, in scope, theme and page count. A highly addictive reading experience!
Date published: 2017-01-13
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Best Stephen King Book 5/5 for The Stand. It's got everything I want in a book. Adventure, story, development, emotions. I would read this everyday if I could.
Date published: 2017-01-13
Rated 1 out of 5 by from Overly long and illrevelent In a word the story bored me to tears..For me unarguably one of King's worst & most self indulgent works.
Date published: 2017-01-12
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Fantastic The extended edition is the way to go. Don't get the regular version even if it's cheaper. If you're unsure which one you're getting the extended edition tends to have a preface by Stephen King explaining why he even made such a version. Even that preface is quite interesting.
Date published: 2017-01-12
Rated 4 out of 5 by from Enjoyable It's a good read, I really enjoyed it
Date published: 2017-01-03
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Best King novel ever This book starts off slow, has many characters (I found a list was required to keep track) and has a LOT of pages. BUT it is totally worth it. 1 of about 5 books I've read twice.
Date published: 2016-12-30
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Amazing! This novel is a rather large feat, for those whom like to keep it easy and light. I do recommend it however, and very much so. It can drag long at times, but it's the buildup of something right around the corner. I know some whom have read it and have considered it down-right confusing - especially considering the lot of characters in this particular novel. I believe every great writer makes his readers need to take a second glance at his works. Even if you follow the entire time, you are always bound to find a new revelation each time you read it over. That to me, is priceless.
Date published: 2016-12-25
Rated 5 out of 5 by from You will fall in love with the characters Long book but totally worth it. Many characters but you really get to know them. Enjoyable read and would recommend it.
Date published: 2016-12-17
Rated 4 out of 5 by from Yup Most of the good AND bad things ppl say about this novel are true. It is a fascinating premise and there are more than enough characters to keep the plot moving and interesting. But it is also long and some parts are questionable. It was still worth it and enjoyable in the end though.
Date published: 2016-12-16
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Daunting but good Great book, a bit daunting, but still kept my interest. My favorite chapter was the one where he talked about the ways people died that weren't a direct result of the flu.
Date published: 2016-12-08
Rated 5 out of 5 by from One of my all time favourites!!! One of the best books I have ever read in my life. I could never put it down and I have now read it multiple times. So thankful it is such a long novel because I could just never get enough! My paper back copied is definitely well loved! Thankful for my Kobo version as that is at least still eligible! If you have not read, please, please do. You will not be dissapointed!
Date published: 2016-12-08
Rated 5 out of 5 by from One of my FAVS!!! The stand is incredible. I have read this book 3 times and it does not get old. If you are a Stephen King fan, this book is for you. The ultimate fight between good and evil.
Date published: 2016-12-02
Rated 5 out of 5 by from One of my Favourites I read this book when it was first published many years ago. Ten years later, I read it again. Now I have just finished reading the non edited version which is about 200 pages longer. This book grabs you right at the beginning. It's scary, mysterious, funny and makes you fall in love with certain characters. This is one of my favourite Stephen King books.
Date published: 2016-11-21
Rated 4 out of 5 by from Favourite Stephen King book! Although long, it is a definite page-turner. The Stand is my favourite Stephen King book. I just recently read it and it went into my top 3 favourite books, which before had been the same for four years. I don't know which character I love more, as I loved them almost instantly. Stephen King shows his master storyteller skills in The Stand. You will definitely not be disappointed in this read.
Date published: 2016-11-21
Rated 5 out of 5 by from great story loved this book. I bought the extended version and was a little intimidated at first of the size of the book but once i started reading i just couldn't put it down.i also loved all the different story lines as well.
Date published: 2016-11-18
Rated 5 out of 5 by from great book This book was a little hard for me to get started, but I ended up really enjoying it.
Date published: 2016-11-17
Rated 4 out of 5 by from cool really long and really good
Date published: 2016-11-16
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Amazing! This book is so good and the characters so loveable! If you get a chance to read the extended version, it's even better! Highly recommend to anyone who is in the mood for some great story telling.
Date published: 2016-11-14
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Must Read This is an amazing book with excellent characters! If you can get your hands on the extended version it's even better! A must read for any Stephen King fan.
Date published: 2016-11-14
Rated 4 out of 5 by from Fantastic Best read for a long time. I couldn't put it down. Recommended as a must read. A real page turner.
Date published: 2016-11-08
Rated 5 out of 5 by from So long, so glad it was so long, I wanted it to be longer!! I love "end of the world" books & movies so this was perfect for me. Stu, Nick, Larry & Glen are great "hero's", Flagg is the perfect villain. Wonderfully written, thank you Stephen King!!
Date published: 2016-05-05
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Great read. Kudos to Mr.King on this one. I'm a big fan of anything post-apocalyptic and this book did not disappoint.
Date published: 2015-06-18

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CHAPTER 1  Hapscomb's Texaco sat on Number 93 just north of Arnette, a pissant four-street burg about 110 miles from Houston. Tonight the regulars were there, sitting by the cash register, drinking beer, talking idly, watching the bugs fly into the big lighted sign. It was Bill Hapscomb's station, so the others deferred to him even though he was a pure fool. They would have expected the same deferral if they had been gathered together in one of their business establishments. Except they had none. In Arnette, it was hard times. In 1980 the town had had two industries, a factory that made paper products (for picnics and barbecues, mostly) and a plant that made electronic calculators. Now the paper factory was shut down and the calculator plant was ailing—they could make them a lot cheaper in Taiwan, it turned out, just like those portable TVs and transistor radios.  Norman Bruett and Tommy Wannamaker, who had both worked in the paper factory, were on relief, having run out of unemployment some time ago. Henry Carmichael and Stu Redman both worked at the calculator plant but rarely got more than thirty hours a week. Victor Palfrey was retired and smoked stinking home-rolled cigarettes, which were all he could afford.  "Now what I say is this," Hap told them, putting his hands on his knees and leaning forward. "They just gotta say screw this inflation shit. Screw this national debt shit. We got the presses and we got the paper. We're gonna run off fifty million thousand-dollar bills and hump them right the Christ into circulation."  Palfrey, who had been a machinist until 1984, was the only one present with sufficient self-respect to point out Hap's most obvious damfool statements. Now, rolling another of his shitty-smelling cigarettes, he said: "That wouldn't get us nowhere. If they do that, it'll be just like Richmond in the last two years of the States War. In those days, when you wanted a piece of gingerbread, you gave the baker a Confederate dollar, he'd put it on the gingerbread, and cut out a piece just that size. Money's just paper, you know." "I know some people don't agree with you," Hapsaid sourly. He picked up a greasy red plastic paper-holder from his desk. "I owe these people. And they're starting to get pretty itchy about it."  Stuart Redman, who was perhaps the quietest man in Arnette, was sitting in one of the cracked plastic Woolco chairs, a can of Pabst in his hand, looking out the big service station window at Number 93. Stu knew about poor. He had grown up that way right here in town, the son of a dentist who had died when Stu was seven, leaving his wife and two other children besides Stu.  His mother had gotten work at the Red Ball Truck Stop just outside of Arnette—Stu could have seen it from where he sat right now if it hadn't burned down in 1979. It had been enough to keep the four of them eating, but that was all. At the age of nine, Stu had gone to work, first for Rog Tucker, who owned the Red Ball, helping to unload trucks after school for thirty-five cents an hour, and then at the stockyards in the neighboring town of Braintree, lying about his age to get twenty back breaking hours of labor a week at the minimum wage.  Now, listening to Hap and Vic Palfrey argue on about money and the mysterious way it had of drying up, he thought about the way his hands had bled at first from pulling the endless handtrucks of hides and guts. He had tried to keep that from his mother, but she had seen, less than a week after he started. She wept over them a little, and she hadn't been a woman who wept easily. But she hadn't asked him to quit the job. She knew what the situation was. She was a realist.  Some of the silence in him came from the fact that he had never had friends, or the time for them. There was school, and there was work. His youngest brother, Dev, had died of pneumonia the year he began at the yards, and Stu had never quite gotten over that. Guilt, he supposed. He had loved Dev the best . . . but his passing had also meant there was one less mouth to feed. In high school he had found football, and that was something his mother had encouraged even though it cut into his work hours. "You play," she said. "If you got a ticket out of here, it's football, Stuart. You play. Remember Eddie Warfield." Eddie Warfield was a local hero. He had come from a family even poorer than Stu's own, had covered himself with glory as quarterback of the regional high school team, had gone onto Texas A&M with an athletic scholarship, and had played for ten years with the Green Bay Packers, mostly as a second-string quarterback but on several memorable occasions as the starter. Eddie now owned a string of fast-food restaurants across the West and Southwest, and in Arnette he was an enduring figure of myth. In Arnette, when you said "success," you meant Eddie Warfield.  Stu was no quarterback, and he was no Eddie Warfield. But it did seem to him as he began his junior year in high school that there was at least a fighting chance for him to get a small athletic scholarship . . . and then there were work-study programs, and the school's guidance counselor had told him about the NDEA loan program.  Then his mother had gotten sick, had become unable to work. It was cancer. Two months before he graduated from high school, she had died, leaving Stu with his brother Bryce to support. Stu had turned down the athletic scholarship and had gone to work in the calculator factory. And finally it was Bryce, three years' Stu's junior, who had made it out. He was now in Minnesota, a systems analyst for IBM. He didn't write often, and the last time he had seen Bryce was at the funeral, after Stu's wife had died—died of exactly the same sort of cancer that had killed his mother. He thought that Bryce might have his own guilt to carry . . . and that Bryce might be a little ashamed of the fact that his brother had turned into just another good old boy in a dying Texas town, spending his days doing time in the calculator plant, and his nights either down at Hap's or over at the Indian Head drinking Lone Star beer. The marriage had been the best time, and it had only lasted eighteen months. The womb of his young wife had borne a single dark and malignant child. That had been four years ago. Since, he had thought of leaving Arnette, searching for something better, but small-town inertia held him—the low siren song of familiar places and familiar faces. He was well liked in Arnette, and Vic Palfrey had once paid him the ultimate compliment of calling him "Old Time Tough."  As Vic and Hap chewed it out, there was still a little dusk left in the sky, but the land was in shadow. Cars didn't go by on 93 much now, which was one reason that Hap had so many unpaid bills. But there was a car coming now, Stu saw.  It was still a quarter of a mile distant, the day's last light putting a dusty shine on what little chrome was left to it. Stu's eyes were sharp, and he made it as a very old Chevrolet, maybe a '75. A Chevy, no lights on, doing no more than fifteen miles an hour, weaving all over the road. No one had seen it yet but him.  "Now let's say you got a mortgage payment on this station," Vic was saying, "and let's say it's fifty dollars a month."  "It's a hell of a lot more than that."  "Well, for the sake of the argument, let's say fifty. And let's say the Federals went ahead and printed you a whole carload of money. Well then those bank people would turn round and want a hundred and fifty. You'd be just as poorly off."  "That's right," Henry Carmichael added. Hap looked at him, irritated. He happened to know that Hank had gotten in the habit of taking Cokes out of the machine without paying the deposit, and furthermore, Hank knew he knew, and if Hank wanted to come in on any side it ought to be his. "That ain't necessarily how it would be," Hap said weightily from the depths of his ninth-grade education. He went on to explain why.  Stu, who only understood that they were in a hell of a pinch, tuned Hap's voice down to a meaningless drone and watched the Chevy pitch and yaw its way on up the road. The way it was going Stu didn't think it was going to make it much farther. It crossed the white line and its lefthand tires spumed up dust from the left shoulder. Now it lurched back, held its own lane briefly, then nearly pitched off into the ditch. Then, as if the driver had picked out the big lighted Texaco station sign as a beacon, it arrowed toward the tarmac like a projectile whose velocity is very nearly spent. Stu could hear the worn-out thump of its engine now, the steady gurgle-and-wheeze of a dying carb and a loose set of valves. It missed the lower entrance and bumped up over the curb. The fluorescent bars over the pumps were reflecting off the Chevy's dirt-streaked windshield so it was hard to see what was inside, but Stu saw the vague shape of the driver roll loosely with the bump. The car showed no sign of slowing from its relentless fifteen. "So I say with more money in circulation you'd be—"  "Better turn off your pumps, Hap," Stu said mildly.  "The pumps? What?"  Norm Bruett had turned to look out the window. "Christ on a pony," he said.  Stu got out of his chair, leaned over Tommy Wannamaker and Hank Carmichael, and flicked off all eight switches at once, four with each hand. So he was the only one who didn't see the Chevy as it hit the gas pumps on the upper island and sheared them off. It plowed into them with a slowness that seemed implacable and somehow grand. Tommy Wannamaker swore in the Indian Head the next day that the taillights never flashed once. The Chevy just kept coming at a steady fifteen or so, like the pace car in the Tournament of Roses parade. The undercarriage screeched over the concrete island, and when the wheels hit it everyone but Stu saw the driver's head swing limply and strike the windshield, starring the glass.  The Chevy jumped like an old dog that had been kicked and plowed away the hi-test pump. It snapped off and rolled away, spilling a few dribbles of gas. The nozzle came unhooked and lay glittering under the fluorescents.  They all saw the sparks produced by the Chevy's exhaust pipe grating across the cement, and Hap, who had seen a gas station explosion in Mexico, instinctively shielded his eyes against the fireball he expected. Instead, the Chevy's rear end flirted around and fell off the pump island on the station side. The front end smashed into the low-lead pump, knocking it off with a hollow bang.  Almost deliberately, the Chevrolet finished its 360-degree turn, hitting the island again, broadside this time. The rear end popped up on the island and knocked the regular gas pump asprawl. And there the Chevy came to rest, trailing its rusty exhaust pipe behind it. It had destroyed all three of the gas pumps on that island nearest the highway. The motor continued to run choppily for a few seconds and then quit. The silence was so loud it was alarming.  "Holy moly," Tommy Wannamaker said breathlessly. "Will she blow, Hap?"  "If it was gonna, it already woulda," Hap said, getting up. His shoulder bumped the map case, scattering Texas, New Mexico, and Arizona every whichway. Hap felt a cautious sort of jubilation. His pumps were insured, and the insurance was paid up. Mary had harped on the insurance ahead of everything. "Guy must have been pretty drunk," Norm said.  "I seen his taillights," Tommy said, his voice high with excitement. "They never flashed once. Holy moly! If he'd a been doing sixty we'd all be dead now."  They hurried out of the office, Hap first and Stu bringing up the rear. Hap, Tommy, and Norm reached the car together. They could smell gas and hear the slow, clocklike tick of the Chevy's cooling engine. Hap opened the driver's side door and the man behind the wheel spilled out like an old laundry sack.  "God-damn," Norm Bruett shouted, almost screamed. He turned away, clutched his ample belly, and was sick. It wasn't the man who had fallen out (Hap had caught him neatly before he could thump to the pavement) but the smell that was issuing from the car, a sick stench compounded of blood, fecal matter, vomit, and human decay. It was a ghastly rich sick-dead smell.  A moment later Hap turned away, dragging the driver by the armpits. Tommy hastily grabbed the dragging feet and he and Hap carried him into the office. In the glow of the overhead fluorescents their faces were cheesy-looking and revolted. Hap had forgotten about his insurance money.  The others looked into the car and then Hank turned away, one hand over his mouth, little finger sticking off like a man who has just raised his wineglass to make a toast. He trotted to the north end of the station's lot and let his supper come up.  Vic and Stu looked into the car for some time, looked a teach other, and then looked back in. On the passenger side was a young woman, her shift dress hiked up high on her thighs. Leaning against her was a boy or girl, about three years old. They were both dead. Their necks had swelled up like inner tubes and the flesh there was a purple-black color, like a bruise. The flesh was puffed up under their eyes, too. They looked, Vic later said, like those baseball players who put lampblack under their eyes to cut the glare. Their eyes bulged sightlessly. The woman was holding the child's hand. Thick mucus had run from their noses and was now clotted there. Flies buzzed around them, lighting in the mucus, crawling in and out of their open mouths. Stu had been in the war, but he had never seen anything so terribly pitiful as this. His eyes were constantly drawn back to those linked hands.

Editorial Reviews

"A master storyteller."    --Los Angeles Times"[The Stand] has everything. Adventure. Roman. Prophecy. Allegory. Satire. Fantasy. Realism. Apocalypse. Great!"    --The New York Times Book Review"As brilliant a dark dream as has ever been dreamed in this century."    --Palm Beach Post“An undisputed master of suspense and terror.”    —The Washington Post “King is one of the most powerful storytellers we have. His work satisfies on first reading and is even better the second time around.”    —Chicago Tribune “Crackling . . . with explosive climaxes.”      —The Boston Globe “[For] those who like their horror on a humongous scale.”    —Los Angeles Times “Peerless imagination.”    —The Observer (London)