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Tammie Clarke Gibbs - Sworn to Secrecy
"Sworn to Secrecy" by Tammie Clarke Gibbs is a captivating romance that is well deserving of a 5-star rating! I fell in love with this book within the first chapter and savored every page after that! -Fictional Reality
Their arrival was foretold in a journal and protected by one family for generations.
Dak Bartholomew felt a trickle of blood run a cold wet trail down the side of his face
from the open gash at his temple.
He struggled to open his eyes, and after several moments succeeded. Focusing on his
surroundings took several more, but eventually, he could see the small, dank
smelling room in more clarity than he even desired.
The only light came from a single window, its pane’s blackened all but for one small
He pulled himself off the filthy mattress and felt his way toward the light. The window
had been painted from the inside, and it appeared that someone had literally scratched at it until a small stream of light was allowed in from the outside. Instinctively, he reached into his pocket for his knife, but it wasn’t there. Nothing was there.
There was a faint cry from the corner of the room. Startled, Dak stepped back into the darkness.
He felt his way along the bed until he came to what he thought was a wall.
The darkness was deep and black, and the light cut only a sliver through it, leaving
the rest of the room engulfed in an ebony sea.
He was weak from having been drugged or loss of blood. He wasn’t sure which. Either
would have given him an excuse to forget he wasn’t alone and cower, but the pitiful
whimpers stoked within him a steely determination.
“You there,” he called and waited for an answer.
The room was quiet in response. No whimpering. No breathing.
“Are you hurt?” Dak asked this time, and his voice was softer. Still there was no answer.
He to ok several short steps, feeling his way along the wall in the direction he’d heard the sounds coming from.
“I won’t hurt you,” he said, this time louder. “I...”
Dak felt a dirty hand on his mouth and something sharp at his side.
His body went rigid. He tried to say something, but the hand clamped tighter against his mouth.
“They’ll hear you,” she whispered.
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J Rudolph - The Complex Book 1 & The Highway Book 2
Oh. My. God. That was exactly what they were saying, wasn’t it? The patient died. It was after they died that they came back, without a heartbeat, moving and violent. They were talking about real life zombies.
I sat unmoving. While I faced the television I couldn’t see it. All I could see was my son sprawled across the bed. All I could see was walking towards Trent on our wedding day. How would I tell them that there were zombies happening? How could I destroy the world as they knew it?
I walked softly down the hall into the pitch dark of the master bedroom. It didn’t occur to me often how dark it gets in there with the extra window coverings I had up to block out the sun in there. Night shifters like me tend to have a cave for a room. That morning it hit me how truly dark it got. I climbed into my side of the king sized bed and just lied there. What do I say? I put my hand on my husband’s arm and he stirred.
Trent pried open his eyes. He smiled at me when he realized it was me. We’d been married for 13 years and every time I woke him up when I got home he gave me a smile when I saw him. Every morning it looked like he was happy to see me.
“Hey,” he said, still groggy. “How was work?”
Work. Wasn’t that a lifetime ago?
“It was fine.” Gulp. “There’s something going on with the news. I’m gonna turn it on.”
He rubbed his crystal blue eyes and stared at me confused. He reached for his glasses and I fumbled for the remote. I hit the power button and as the older CRT television screen warmed up, playing the audio well before the video feed kicked in, we heard the reporter go on about the release issued by the CDC. The reporter kept on talking about the biggest part of the story, the reanimation. My husband gaped at me with wide eyes.
“Did I have a brain melt just now? Did she say death then reanimation? I seriously must not be all the way awake.”
Just as my lips started to make words the CRT screen lit up and his head whipped to the screen. The anchor woman said now they were going live to the CDC in Washington DC.
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I’m not as naive and trusting as I used to be. Something about losing your home does that to you. It didn’t surprise me that there were people that used sabotage as a method to get what they wanted. People did that in the old world too, they pretended to be in an accident so when the Good Samaritan came by there was an easy target for a robbery.
Trent was angry that this group was using other survivors as meal tickets. “It’s time already. Let’s just get going.” Trent said through his clenched teeth. He kicked at a snowbank on the way to the truck and uncovered a zombie in the process. Trent pulled out his hunting knife and plunged it into the zombie’s head several times. Zombies, it would seem, are therapeutic. We watched Trent as he worked out his anger until he was done. Afterward, he took a deep breath and seemed a little more relaxed.
“Sorry about that,” Trent said quietly, “I think I woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning. This trip is nothing like what I expected. I thought it would be a couple days before we got there and we have been on the road for a lot longer than that. I have no idea what to expect on the rest of the trip or what to expect when we get there. I have no idea what the next corner will bring. I keep wondering if Mercedes had the right idea to just land. I’m freaked the heck out that I’ve led everyone into a series of traps that are going to snap us up.”
“Maybe you did, maybe you didn’t,” Matt started, “but we are all grown people that have made the decision to be part of this convoy. You’re not leading us into anything. Hell, if you want to be technical, my brother is the one leading us since he had the plow.” Lucas took this opportunity to hurl a snowball at his brother. Matt laughed at him. “My point, man, is this: You don’t have any control in this world. None. People are going to pull their tricks any time they can, they always have. Hell, I’m still waiting on that pay out for helping that deposed king of Nigeria. We need to work on our preparation for the tricks they will play, but even then, we can’t be ready for everything. We adapt. Doubting yourself doesn’t help. All that will do is tear you up and have you decimating a zombie just to bring yourself back together. There’s nothing wrong with taking it out on a zombie per se, but if that’s your go-to management technique, and there’s no zombie around, then what do you do? Don’t, man. OK?” Matt cocked his head to the side and looked at Trent with a crooked smile.
Trent nodded. “Yeah. That’s something I need to remind myself of more often. I used to be a planner. I used to schedule things and have three other plans just in case something went wrong. This trip is a slap in the face of all that. I have no other plan.”
“Well, plan on leaning on other people. Because you’re not alone in this.” Lucas replied.
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Susan Kay Box Brunner - Sara's Adventures & Karen's Secret of the March of Life
Era 1960-1970, Fiction, Quarantine-flu-confuse with news about father's death-Amnesia appeared.
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Era 1945-1960. Romance-Mystery
Secrets mounting-mystery surging..Romance dilemma-friendship threatened.
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