Life In the Zombie Apocalypse

Life In the Zombie Apocalypse

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#593 IN PARANORMAL- 02/04/18 It all started in where they're heading. The infection travelled throughout The Land of the Free or as its now called, The Land of the Dead. It all starts with two best friends and an outsider, who are trying to fight though this apocalypse together. Zombies roam around and make life not worth living. You may want to jump off that cliff or simply put that bullet in your head to not become one of those creatures. But its not only the zombies you have to worry about, its your own species. The acronym for this is LITZA (lits-ah) Tied for Second Place in The Purple Awards! Placed third in The Bookworm Awards!
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"You know, it won't physically hurt you to be nice for once." I crossed my arms in front of my chest and groaned. "I don't want to take a chance." the corner of his lips lifted a little as he finished his sentence. "Well, you don't hear me complaining. The view of a someone so desperately working out is not a delight either." I retorted in a weary voice. "I bet it isn't." he narrowed his eyes at me and commented. Ugh.. Why is he so damn annoying? "You know what, just take your arrogant ass out of my room." I scowled at him, pointing towards the door. With small steps, he walked towards me. I took a step backwards when he neared me. He was invading my personal space, making me a bit flustered. The urge to push back his golden-brown hair covering his forehead was increasing with every passing second. "Gladly." he mumbled against my face and then walked past me out of my room. It took me a minute to calm down my racing heartbeat. ... He was a mystery, an enigma I wanted to solve. He was exhausting, he was infuriating, yet staying away from him was not an option. He was making me feel things I haven't felt before. Adam McArdle! Who are you and what are you doing to my poor little heart? ... #1 in GENERAL FICTION (23-05-2019) #1 in CHICKLIT (21-07-2019)

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