Sequel to My Protector - Updates are ongoing but SLOW; aiming for once a month. Loren is one of the best trauma surgeons in Manhattan. Killian is one of the most dangerous men in the world. They cross paths for the first time in ten years, and it's not how either of them expected. The money and power brought the danger. Now it's her turn to keep him safe. *** In the ten years that passed, I had not seen or spoken to Killian. The only reason I knew he was even still alive was because of the flowers he would send me every year on my birthday. The same note attached each year. Happy birthday Doll. -K It all started on the day that I was accepted into Medical School. That same night he had sent an extravagant bouquet of roses and champagne. When I graduated from school and residency he did the same. But I didn't receive them this year.

In the future, everyone who's bitten by a zombie turns into one... until Diane doesn't. Seven days later, she's facing consequences she never imagined. * * * * * As civilization collapses under a relentless wave of zombies, Diane and her friends take shelter in a military base. However, while she's rescuing another survivor, Diane gets bitten by one of the monsters. She hides it and runs away, knowing she only has days left to live. But she soon discovers she isn't turning into a zombie - she's turning into something else. --------- Excerpt: I looked up and stared. My reflection looked back at me in the mirror of the dark room. My eyes were literally glowing, there was no mistaking it. It was not a reflection of light, or any of the other excuses I had used or others had assumed. They were glowing a light sapphire blue color. It was not a bright glow, but it was definitely a glow. Glowing eyes were not normal. Okay, at this point I had to admit it, I was no longer normal. What was I then? For that, I had no answer [[Word count: 495,000]] Copyright August 2016. All Rights Reserved. Readers may not copy, alter, or steal this story. Fanfictions are allowed to use my *world* and *zombie rules* as long as credit is given. Cover was lovingly made by JimenaVivancoo.

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