What if in your anti-social neurotic way, you're trying to make lemons into lemonade--- when life decides to drop the Zombie Apocalypse in your lap?
Being the anti-heroine of our story, Alex battles with not giving up, not ending her short life. Be it a fire, earthquake, or zombies... life is full of obstacles. None of which are close to being as scary as Alex worst nightmares... people, hope, and small talk.
When the world falls to ashes around you... who holds the guns, power, and determination to survive?
With a fate determined to break her, Alex must battle hoards of the un-dead, the savagery of the living, the demands of the hopeful, and the indignities of love... all whilst kicking a$$, taking names, and smarta$$-ery.
Alex is the gleam of a gun, the crack of a whip, and she's not taking prisoners. Cackling all the way to the hell she believes she deserves. Alex welcomes the end with an unflinching eyeroll, two middle fingers, and a sharp tongue.
[If you can't handle mature language...
...this isn't the book for you]
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