Survival. (H.S)Zombie-Killer//Romance

Survival. (H.S)Zombie-Killer//Romance

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It's been five years since the apocalypse. Since the world came to a standstill. Since that came. Since the dead came. Since the zombies came. Societies were divided into sections. Sections were divided into groups. Groups were further divided into teams, and for every team there had to be a leader. This apocalypse has destroyed the former way of life. Governments have fallen, the previous organization of civilization has gone forever. You need to trust yourself and no one else. You fight, you steal, you kill, you shoot, you lie .... or you die. As simple as that. There is no place for love. Only fight. Only destroying and moving on. Or you won't Survive. If you steal the plot or add some elements of this book in yours, you will be reported immediately. Thank you so much for being a part of the book :) x
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I turned around as Zayn yelled at my to go where he was, there was to many of them I had to fight back. Even if it meant dieing for Celine, Luke and the rest of the guys. I pulled out my Samurai sword and started to swing it around the heads of the zombies. I kept having to turn and run from them, I felt like I didn't have enough time to save everybody, they all came at me as a fast mother fudger pace too. I was up against a random car, trying to catch my breath some. I put the sword down, thinking now was my time to go, and it was. I lived a nice life, everyone else is going and maybe should I. Louis runs up and saves my ass by killing as much as he can. He did kill most, that is until he ran out of bulets. He screams in anger and told the guys to stop sitting on the damn ground and help out some. I felt one touch me, felt like long, sharp nails digging into my soft, moist skin, also known as flesh. It was these creatchers food. They didn't have to eat, sleep, go to the bathroom, or anything by fact. They never go tired. I screamed out in terror as it's mouth was coming closer and closer to my skin. I hope I better be a good meal to them. I shut my eyes, waiting for death to take me away and send me to the one place I know I wanted to be for sure now; heaven.

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