Dystopian zombie era
  • Reads 8,297
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  • Parts 35
  • Time 3h 49m
  • Reads 8,297
  • Votes 269
  • Parts 35
  • Time 3h 49m
Complete, First published Feb 18, 2022
Mature
Darcy's life was finally getting good. She felt like personally thanking the universe for her luck, really. The 18 year old had just been chosen for the lead role in her school's upcoming musical. Not only that, but the coolest and hottest guy had also asked her out on a date. She was over the moon.

But it seemed like the universe had other messed up ideas.

Darcy's life spirals out of control when she wakes up five years later in bed, with a swollen belly, her date next to her and chaos outside.

Everyone alive seemed to have jumped through time to a dystopian zombie era.

Now Darcy has to survive a menacing zombie apocalypse while trying to raise an unexpected baby.

What could go wrong?
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