Publication date: September 29th 2013
Genres: Paranormal, Young Adult, Zombies
This is a story of love . . . and zombies.
When eighteen-year-old college freshman Christian discovers his dormitory is crawling with the living dead, he knows he has a problem. But once he learns the whole country is overrun by the flesh-eating horde, he must race to protect what matters to him most.
Sixteen-year-old Iris, the girl he loves, is stranded eighty miles away, alone and completely unaware of the gruesome threat surrounding her.
Christian’s plan is to evade the zombies, drive the distance to rescue Iris, and get them both to his family farm—where there are guns, fuel, and everything else they’ll need to survive. His mission seems simple: Get the girl, get to the farm, and stay alive.
Things get complicated when Christian is forced to make an unthinkable choice between Iris and his family. Someone he loves must die, and he must decide.
A current of electricity ran down my spine. I could feel someone back there, undead, ready to spring when I approached.In a horror movie, that was exactly what would happen. A zombie would emerge and attack just as I passed its hiding place, cued by a sudden, loud burst in the creepy background music. Depending on whether I was the hero or just an expendable extra, I would either make a narrow escape or be eaten in a gory, detailed close-up.*************I could envision some less mechanically inclined mortal stopping at a gas station, just like she’d seen in the movies: She pulls in next to the pump. Stepping out of her car, she walks around to the tank and twists off the gas cap. The she removes the nozzle, sticks it in the tank, and raises the lever to start filling.When nothing happens, she realizes it’s not going to work. The pump display is dead, but in desperation, she repeatedly pounds the unresponsive buttons on the lifeless unit and squeezes the handle on the gas nozzle again and again.Finally, she’s surrounded by a ravenous hoard of zombies.Shaking her fist in the air as a final gesture, she yells into the heavens, “…but it worked in the movies. Curse you, Hollywood!”She continues to shake her fist until a zombie rips it off. Blood and screams fade to black.I really hoped that wasn’t Iris right now.