[ New Adult Zombie Apocalypse Romance Book ]
Yearning ( Book 2 )
A Zombie Novel
Perseus is one of the human's Odessa sees for the first time as he enters the empty cities that belonged to the dead with a group of survivors scouting for food and me...
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Weak... painfully weak and beginning to shut down. That's what she and the other zombies are transitioning into.
But only because they haven't fed on human brains in a while.
Humans.
They thought the zombies and what they have turned into are careless and recklessly stupid, That they would do anything and everything to get human brains.
Part of that statement is true... but if you knew better, you'd know that the other half of that statement isn't true at all.
The newly decaying Odessa is intelligent and as long as she doesn't go feral with the need to feed she wouldn't risk her physical body or head.
Both of those body parts held the zombie virus dearly inside of it.
She wouldn't risk anything for a group of humans that have been popping of rounds the minute they have entered dead man's land, attracting the unlucky souls of other zombies.
Testing.
Teasing.
A-game.
It's a pleasing game.
That's what she called the prolonged actions of the humans before they left.
She knew they were testing them. She and her horde... and it was a game to them. A stupid game of chess.
Every second they moved along the chessboard, the damn human pawns, the rooks and the knights who were followed by the bishops who protected the queen and king seemed to kill more and more zombies... without any remorse for the people, they once were.
Kill many.
Kill all.
They have killed what has seemed like hundreds of newly turned zombies and the ones beyond return.
On purpose.
For a purpose.
She knew what they were doing. It wasn't hard to guess.
They traveled across the lake so she and the other zombies wouldn't and couldn't get a chance to sense them or hear them, but the minute they began shooting, they recklessly put targets on their backs.
Why would they do it?
They know we're here.
These lands and cities belong to the dead now... it's called no man's land for a reason. She wondered.
These humans weren't stupid, she could feel it was just all a game. A kill the most game.
Because if they knew and cared... they would've stayed silent, they wouldn't have made a peep and been careless enough to attract hundreds upon hundreds of dead zombies with a single press of their triggers.
They know. They have to know...
They just don't care.
They don't fear us anymore.
She concluded they had no more fear quickly as nights and nights upon nights passed of the humans wandering around the cities carelessly without fear, stocking up on food and guns from abandoned camps.
They did it on purpose.
They came. And they killed many. They didn't care that they were possibly in danger. They were driven by their humanity to live.
They hate us.
They want us gone... they want us to be more than dead and walking. They want us dead and unmoving.
It wasn't that she wanted humans not to hate them. Not that she cared in the slightest but their actions and plans were to wipe out and it put the zombies at risk.
If only they knew...
If only they knew what they're doing.
Strollers are at the top of the food chain... if they're wiped out, the lost are last to stand, and they... they don't even give their kind mercy.
Bad.
Stupid.
Just recklessly stupid.
They didn't know the things she and the other zombies know.
We aren't alone.
We aren't the only type of zombies alive out here.
She and the others weren't the only ones yearning for death.
The lost were yearning for death too and if the humans didn't leave... they'd learn that soon enough.
