Phase One:
Identify (Book 1, Territory Of The Dead) by Rose Wynters
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Dates: 10/17/13 to 10/31/13
Blurb:
Hello,
My name is Tabitha Alexanders. Congratulations. If you're reading this letter, you're one of the survivors from the zombie apocalypse. Take care, or you won't last for long.
I'm 18 and just graduated this year. I didn't get to enjoy it, though. I was working at the grocery store as a checkout girl when the first body slammed against the clear glass. I'll never forget the fear that washed over me at the sight of his red, hungry eyes. That night marked the loss of my innocence.... And my freedom.
Now my life is something different. No longer can we take the basic things like safety and food for granted, not to mention our lives. The zombies destroyed our entire town that first night, including the family of the college guy I had a crush on in the past. We were able to save him, but he's not the same. He's different, but so am I.
Our numbers are extremely small, but the humans have united. A new group of survivors is emerging in this nightmarish world.... And we aren't afraid to fight dirty if it ensures our survival.
We had to leave Pleasant in order to save our lives. We barely made it out alive. These zombies are entirely different than the way I'd always seen on television. They are fast, preternaturally strong, and even aware. They used that awareness to discover our small group of survivors hidden within our home. If it wasn't for Kellan we'd be dead right now, wandering the streets of Pleasant.
Kellan is something completely different than any man I've ever seen before. He's too powerful and too controlled to ever be anything like the average male. I can't explain him, but I'm glad he's on our side. Heaven help us all if he ever decides we're not worth the effort.
He's taken us to his home outside of town, if the massive fortress can be considered that. It's large enough for many more than us, self-sustaining should we be forced to remain beyond the high fence. There's something strange about the way he was so prepared for the zombie apocalypse, but it's not my place to question it. I've learned that Kellan doesn't enjoy questions, and he doesn't want anybody getting too close.
I'm leaving a handwritten map here in the hopes that there is still someone alive in this town to find it. God, I hope you are. It feels like we're the only ones left, and it's horrifying...
Tabitha Alexander
Excerpt:
The reporter looked to be somewhere around
his early 30's. His handsome face was pale and drawn, his expression frantic.
It was soon apparent he wasn't working from any type of script, as he addressed
the viewers that were watching. “The police department is urging residents to
stay inside and lock your doors, and stay away from what people are classifying
as zombies.”
Somebody cried out loudly in the
background, but the reporter continued, “Police have no idea what what the
death toll is. Numerous attacks have been reported. Do not get close to anyone
that appears to be injured in anyway.”
A woman moved in front of the camera,
pushing the reporter out of the way with her body, before grabbing the
microphone from his slack grip. Her face was pale, but her dark eyes were
filled with determination as she stared into the lens. She got right to the
point.
“Don't let this reporter sugarcoat this
with his evasions. There are dead people walking out there, and they are fast,
deadly, and supernaturally strong. There is a name for them, one we've heard
before but thought was only fiction. These dead people are zombies, and they
don't care about nothing but getting their teeth into your flesh.”
The reporter tried to grab the microphone
back, but she shot him a deadly look. “You're not getting this till I'm done,”
she told him in a firm voice. “I'm not gonna stand by while you get your five
seconds of fame and leave these innocent people out there to die. People
deserve to know what they are up against, and how to protect themselves. Now
back off.” Surprisingly, he stood still and listened.
She turned back to the camera. “I know
there are some of you out there that don't believe in this. You wanna box it
all up, neat and tidy-like, and believe that there must be some rational
explanation for this, and come morning it will all be gone. If you believe that
though, you're going to find yourself dead before the sun ever hits the sky
tomorrow.”
She leaned into the camera, and I felt as
if she were talking directly to me. “For those of you that want to live though,
listen and listen well. These zombies aren't the slow, dumb creatures we have
all seen on film. These zombies are fast, faster than we are. The more they
eat, the stronger they seem to get. The ones I have seen tonight have red eyes
as well. The only way to kill them is by shooting them in the head or cutting
their head off.”
“I object to that,” the reporter broke in,
his voice loud enough for us to hear him. He shook his head at the woman, his
expression angry. “I simply can't tolerate you suggesting to viewers to go out
and murder these people. We don't know what's wrong with them, maybe they are
just ill.”
She looked back at him in disbelief. “So
how many people have you ate the last time you felt ill, Mr. big time,
know-it-all reporter? I'll tell you what. Since you're so concerned with saving
the zombies that wouldn't think twice about killing you, why don't you go out
there and show us what you've got? I'm sure your cameraman here would be only
to happy to film you through the window when you become dinner.”
The reporter smirked at her before eying
her with disdain. “What makes you such an expert?”
She ignored him, turning her attention back
to the viewers. “If you're still alive and hearing this, I beg you to listen.
I've never seen anything like this before. Tonight I lost my whole family to
these animals. If you want to stay alive, be cautious.
Don't go out unarmed, and don't go out
alone. If it's safe, try to make it to the police station. These zombies are
everywhere now, and I guarantee the dead are outnumbering the living. Try to
not join their ranks.”
She turned back to the reporter, holding
out the microphone. “I'm not an expert, I'm a survivor. I hope you can learn
how to be one yourself.”
With that, she turned and walked away.
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About the Author:
Rose Wynters is the paranormal romance author of six
books and three series, including the bestselling series, Wolf Town Guardians.
When not writing about hot, alpha characters and unique heroines, she enjoys pulling her head out of the fantasy world by traveling, camping, and experiencing new adventures.
A lifelong fan of both the paranormal and romance, she loves developing plots that combine these into sizzling hot reads with an exciting, sexy hero.
When not writing about hot, alpha characters and unique heroines, she enjoys pulling her head out of the fantasy world by traveling, camping, and experiencing new adventures.
A lifelong fan of both the paranormal and romance, she loves developing plots that combine these into sizzling hot reads with an exciting, sexy hero.
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Website
http://www.rosewynters.com
Twitter https://twitter.com/author_rose
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