Zombies and super soldiers? Laura is the one hope for a world gone
Hollywood crazy.
In only a matter of hours Laura
Swift has been bitten by a zombie, rescued by Mr. Tall, Dark, and Foreboding,
and thrown into a world gone Hollywood crazy. She has no choice but to follow
Damian into his underworld of manipulated viruses and genetically altered super
soldiers. Even as her life hangs in the balance, she can't deny the attraction
she feels for the incredibly sexy and thoroughly imposing Infantryman.
Damian Gonsalves believes he has a
cure for the virus changing innocent people into bloodthirsty undead. Within
Laura is the key to stopping the horrific plague. All he has to do is keep her
alive and safe, and stay one step ahead of those pursuing them. Her
stubbornness frustrates him to no end, while her body drives him to
distraction.
When they discover the secret
behind Project Terminal, will they survive long enough to help stop the
unleashed horror? Or will they just be two more victims of a virus threatening
all of humanity?
Content Warning: graphic sex,
strong language, and violence
Excerpt:
"Four more hours. We have to
prepare."
Laura went cold.
"Prepare?"
"The progression will snowball
from here." His voice dead, he continued to stare at some unseen view.
He'd kissed her with such passion,
now he spoke without emotion. How could someone do such a turnabout? The lousy
bastard. Rage, white hot in intensity, shot through her, her head swimming with
it.
"Maybe you're just stupid,
Damian. Stupid for allowing a zombie thing to attack me. I wouldn't be dying if
it wasn't for you. You deserve this, not me." Her fists balled at the
injustice of it all. "You should die for this."
She sucked in wheezing breaths,
unable to fill her lungs, and fell back on her butt. Her eyes widened,
searching a darkened corner of the room, a distorted face appearing from the
shadows. It grinned with broken, yellowed teeth, its eyes glowing in the
dimness.
She gagged over raw terror.
"Oh my God, I saw something
over there." She scrambled backward. "Damian, one of those things is
in here."
* * * *
Damian glanced around the sparsely
furnished room. Other than a few flies and mosquitoes buzzing around them they
were alone.
He closed his eyes, the weight of
guilt pressing down making it difficult to speak. "We're alone, Laura.
Nobody else is in here."
The night wore on, and fits of
anger mingled with her confusion. Several times he'd had to prevent her from
dashing out the door. He paced the confines of the living room, waiting for the
last of the madness to run its course. Laura lay on the floor, lashing out
toward some unseen attacker, before her breathing became rapid, labored pants.
White foam bubbled from her mouth.
He pinched the bridge of his nose,
turning away. He'd become disillusioned with the system he'd given his life to
shortly after discovering they'd screwed up royally in creating the virus. In a
lab he'd watched a man succumb to it, changing into a soulless corpse. It'd
been horrific the first time he'd witnessed it. Afterward Headquarters had
assigned him to track down an infected woman outside of the facility. It was
his duty as a super soldier to clean up their mistakes. Now he wanted nothing
more than to see the lab destroyed, something he should've done in the first
place. He should've listened to Doug and Max, two of the doctors from the early
days of the project. Their warnings had come to pass, but he'd been a stubborn,
misinformed jackass.
Curled in the fetal position, Laura
looked like a sick child, fragile and broken. His throat constricted, even
though it was ridiculous to have feelings for someone you didn't know. He was
military, Army Infantry, for Christ's sake, he knew how to pull a trigger
without regret.
Laura rolled onto her back, staring
toward the ceiling with glassy eyes. Despite the tremulous hold she had on
life, she was already dead.
He existed as a government killing
machine—an automaton they'd designed. Nothing more. He'd given his humanity
away to the project. He wasn't much better than the corpses he hunted.
"I'm so sorry this happened to
you, baby. You were right, I deserved this, not you."
His vision blurred when he stared
down the barrel, the silencer aimed squarely between her eyes, his heart
beating a crazed rhythm in his chest. His finger squeezed ever so slightly on
the trigger. Outside a mourning dove called to its mate, a haunting song
echoing in the room. He recalled a story from his youth about how a dove would
arrive to carry a person's soul to the afterlife. If he believed in anything
but the here and now, in that moment he would've thought it true.
Laura's mouth gaped open, strangled
noises escaping her throat, seizures taking her into death throes.
He lowered his arm and thumped the
butt of his gun against his thigh, waiting for the monster to appear. When she
became the undead, when she moved to attack him, he'd have the power to destroy
her. She deserved one last try to get the best of him. Maybe it wasn't Laura
anymore, but he'd honor the fighting spirit within her. She'd never get past
him, but if she took a piece of him in the process he'd have an excuse to end
the whole goddamned thing here, in this stinking house. If he ever got infected
his duty would be to put a bullet in his own head.
Laura's body stilled, her eyelids
drifting closed.
Any moment…
Her eyes popped wide open, her back
arching. She sucked in a breath as if surfacing from deep waters. He turned his
body sideways, leveling his gun in dead aim, waiting for the corpse to lunge.
"Damian?"
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About the Author:
Olivia Starke calls the Ozarks
home. One of the most beautiful areas in the country, she loves hiking trails
with her dogs, kayaking on the numerous waterways, and enjoying southern
Missouri's fresh air and sunshine.
She's also 'Mom' to four dogs, a
growing number of kitties that show up at her door, and four VERY spoiled
horses that do little to earn their keep. Not that she'd ever hold that against
them.
She's a HUGE fangirl of Doctor Who
and to a lesser extent Supernatural, and has a pretty interesting love triangle
(or square?) going on in her head between the Doctor and the Winchesters.
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