This is story about a girl called sherry who is locked in a bunker with her family after an outbreak of rabis has been declared. when food runs out, she and her father venture out to get more only to cone face to face with zombies who take her father. sherry is saved by zombie hunter joshua who t...
I really enjoyed this story, it was interesting and fun to read. I liked the concept of the world.But I didn't like that the story line was so basic. Sherry trying to find her father after the Weepers took him. I felt like it was a very basic storyline in such a world that has so much potential. ...
Let me start off by saying I love post apocalyptic type of books so that's probably why this got the extra star. The actual writing and details within The Weepers is more of a 3 star. It was good. Don't get me wrong! I enjoyed the story in general. It had a good setup and idea to it. But I find ...
It felt more like an assessment than a meeting. I was surprised to see Summers leaning against the wall beside the glass cabinet, her sinewy arms crossed in front of her chest. As usual, she was dressed in all black: black muscle shirt, tight leather pants, and combat boot...
Her mother had avoided her gaze all day as if she was scared to look at the evil she’d raised. Nela knew her mother didn’t mean to hurt her, but every time her mother looked away, she felt like someone tore at her heart. When Nela entered Darko’s apartment shortly after mi...
Joshua asked. “You were having a nightmare.” Something registered in his eyes and he looked away, embarrassed. “I was dreaming about my time in the bunker … and about my family.” I moistened my lips with my tongue. “Where’s your family?” Joshua ran the blade of the knife over his palm. Then he lo...
The stabbing pain in my foot brought tears to my eyes. The painkillers had worn off. Joshua winced as he steered the car. He was bleeding from a long gash on his upper arm and blood trickled down his tanned skin, dripping onto his jeans and the steering wheel. I twisted in my seat to take a close...
I whispered. “FEA pathologists examined Madison’s body and detected a growth—” “She was sick?” “No. Pregnant.” “Is Yates the father?” I asked. “We don’t know. But she wasn’t far...