Book One: Rise of the Horde Chapter Fourteen “What are you smiling about?” She fumed, turning on me. “Nothing,” I said. “I just wasn't expecting . . .” my words trailed off. “What?” She said fiercely, fear in her voice. “A girl with a shotgun?” “A celebrity,” I said. “I mean a reality television ...
he said. “By my calculations it's just a few streets over and down. That's where my buddy is. That's where I need to get.”“Your buddy is dead,” the cowboy said in a sympathetic voice. “I hate to tell you this but unless God has chosen him or he's really fucking lucky there's about a snowballs cha...
She knew something was wrong when she came to and saw two scary looking Mexican guys covered in tattoos from head to toe roll Zack up in a blanket and carry him out of the house. She'd managed to crawl to the patio door and slip out, closing it behind her. The canopy of stars overhead looked like...
We hurried to keep up with him, passing a pack of small, squealing children too caught up in a game of tag to give us a second look. Looking up I could see the fresh blue California sky, but it seemed like a dome floating over our heads a million worlds away. We were in a valley surrounded by tal...