Meilin King has never believed in fairy
tales. Happy ever afters might have happened in the old days—before zombies.
But this is 2089. When her father promises riches to the one who can rid their
city of zombies, Meilin and her sisters rush to develop a solution that won’t
The war overseas left Will MacGregor disillusioned,
but fighting zombies at home is a cause he can embrace. Meilin’s another. Tough
but sweet, she might make him believe in life again, and maybe even love, if
she doesn’t kick his ass first.
When zombies kidnap her family, Meilin
must rescue them. But can she and Will save them from the worst fate of all?
A click sounded beside him. Meilin propped
a rifle to her shoulder and sighted her aim toward the advancing zombies.
“Let’s annihilate the party crashers, sisters.”
A lopsided smile quirked his lips. “Not all
the party crashers, I hope.”
Her stance steady, she glanced over. “I
might spare you.”
I’m in love.
Gunfire erupted on either side, but he couldn’t tear his focus from her.
Amazing, how she braced against the kick of the rifle—her slight frame absorbed
it and she fired away. Like you should be
As trained, he lifted the Uzi. Stunned, he
could only watch as the girls split the zombies’ heads with one shot apiece,
the most efficient kill he’d ever witnessed. The zombies at the front of the
charge fell first. Those in the center scattered to either side. Hell, these
women didn’t need his help. If only the soldiers in his platoon had been so
least try to be helpful. He let the bullets fly. Too bad the
walking dead couldn’t run; soon they dropped to the forest floor with the
The tallest blonde held a strange set of
binoculars to her face. “There, two more getting away.”
Hard to sight them in the dark. He swiveled
one of the dance floor spotlights in their direction. Momentarily blinded, the
walking dead stopped walking. Meilin and the tall blonde aimed, and their shots
cracked the zombies’ heads in two.
Meilin tapped his shoulder. “Aim the light
to three o’clock. I think I see a few more.”
She stood so close, he grew woozy. Cherry blossoms. He struggled to fight
off her intoxicating scent. He did as she asked, but his acute awareness
centered on her. Built the way he liked, petite but powerful. She moved with
purpose and grace, surety and intense focus in every action. Like the others,
she felled the three zombies with one shot each, in exactly the spot needed for
the final kill: their heads. Oh yeah, a woman who knew what she wanted and went
after it, a force to be reckoned with.
She rested the rifle butt against her hip.
“What do you think, Lakshme? More hiding out there?”
The girl with almond eyes shrugged.
likely. Better make sure. “I’ll do a sweep and check.”
The tallest blonde winced. “By yourself?”
Lakshme smirked. “Aren’t we lucky?
Meilin’s gaze swept over him. “Oh, I
thought he was the Green Hornet.”
has made beautiful central Pennsylvania her home, but she’ll always be a Jersey
girl at heart. When not spending time with her dear hubby, she can be found in
her lair, concocting a magical brew of contemporary, historical, and
fantasy/paranormal stories with her cat Chairman Maiow and dog Lily as company.