A Little Word Called Love

A Little Word Called Love

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WpMetadataReadContenido adultoConcluida sáb, may 21, 20161h 32m
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WARNING: This is the sequal to the story "How Much Do You Love Me?" Please read that one first before starting this story. THANK YOU!! <3 Lilith Ashburn just survived what seemed impossible so far in a world inhabited by undead flesh eating creatures. After a deadly man shot her in the back she was saved by an unknown group running a sanctuary her previous group found on a radio signal. With only the love of her past friends holding her up she must choose between life, death, and sacrifice all in the name of survival.
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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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