Our Safe Haven

Our Safe Haven

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When a zombie-like virus strikes modern day North America, people do what they must to survive. Colonies bind together with the hopes of fending off the Sick, using what little resources they have to live. Adalynne and Nick do whatever they must to make sure those they love are protected, but as they're faced with trial after trial, they begin to question if they will make it. They soon learn that people are almost more dangerous than the Sick, and their struggle continues. As their lives progress Nick realizes he isn't just fighting for Addie because she is his friend. Nick's feelings for Addie only make their situation more complicated, in a world full of zombies, where does love fit in? ~Sneak Peek~ The familiar sliding noise of the bullets as they glided into the chamber of the revolver was oddly calming. Nick watched as Addie placed bullet after bullet into the gun he was holding. He would never get tired of seeing how calm she was as she worked. The action was muscle memory now, Nick opened the chamber, and Addie grabbed the ammo. They worked better as a team. Shiver's went down Nick's spine as Addie's fingers brushed against his. Yeah he liked her, he liked her a lot. He would have even told her if they weren't about to go shoot down a herd of the Sick. The distraction was the last thing they needed right now. "What's up with you?" Addie asked, glancing at Nick worriedly. Nick snapped out of his daze, "Nothing." "If you say so," Addie said, sliding the last bullet into the chamber. Nick pushed the chamber back into the gun, "Let's do this." Addie smiled at him and nodded. Nick smiled back, ignoring the throb in his heart that began when she looked at him. He shook his head and stalked forward. He had zombies to kill.
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"B... Bryce?" I said quietly between my light sobs. He didn't answer me. He looked dangerous. His hands covered in blood, his jaw damaged, his eyes... I didn't know, what exactly I saw in them, but I knew, there was nothing good. I realized, I might be in danger myself. I had no idea of what is going on in his mind. I started walking away, keeping my body close to the wall behind me. I stumbled on some trash, but gained my balance back, never leaving the sight of him - now, a total stranger, in front of me. He slowly followed me, his eyes registering every movement I made. They looked predatory, all his appearance looked like it. Following every movement of his pray. And I knew that pray was me. Some cries left my dry lips. I couldn't hold in anymore of this tension. I turned around and started to run, run away from this place, away from him. Before I could make some steps, I felt my upper arm grabbed strongly. I let out a scream and desperately tried to free myself from his strong grip. Bryce took my other arm and made me face him. My heart dropped in my stomach, as I saw his hard stare. I stopped for a second, but then tried to get myself away from him again. "Stop trying! You are not going anywhere!" I heard his voice, which was said through his clenched teeth. He momentarily turned me around and grabbed my hole upper body and wrapped his strong arms around me, making it impossible to move my hands and myself. I started to scream again, but again, his fast movements stopped me. I felt him squeeze me tighter. He lifted me up from the ground a bit and put his large hand on my mouth. That made my panic rise even more. I was so afraid. I had no idea of what he is going to do with me. Is he going to kill me? I felt his head resting against my head, his breath touching the top of my ear, sending a strong shiver of fear through my body. I couldn't see anything, as my eyes were filled with endless streams of tears.

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