Welcome to the eleventh of my 12 Days of Ebooks Christmas Countdown!
*please note that this is not a giveaway, nor are the titles necessarily going to be free*
The Scavengers by Gen Griffin is a YA Zombie novel.
It has been 28 years, 14 weeks and 9 days since a virus had turned more than half of the world’s human population into zombies. More than 95 percent of the population died within 6 months of the initial infection. Those who survived holed up wherever they could find safety.
My parents found their safety in the Cube, a building that was originally built as a prison for violent criminals. Mom and Dad have always told me the sacrifices we made to live in the Cube were worth it because we were safe.
Its been 13 days, 12 hours and 42 minutes since my parents disappeared without a trace from our apartment inside the Cube.
I’m going to leave the Cube for the first time today. Maybe I’ll find my parents. Maybe, I’ll be eaten by the zombies
This book is available here.
“You agreed to join the Scavengers to get away from the hospital?”
“You made me an offer I couldn’t refuse” I admitted. “Julie died and then less than 6 months later my parents up and disappeared from our apartment. I have no one left. I needed to get away from the Cube before I went crazy. You offered me a way out and I took it.”
“I saw you as an asset to our team.” Drake ran his index finger across my jawline and tilted my chin up so that I was looking directly into his dark eyes. “I’m glad you decided to join us.”
I moved my mouth but my tongue was suddenly so dry that no words would come out. I forced myself to nod instead. My heart was beating itself silly against my ribcage. I didn’t know how I to keep breathing when the only boy I’d ever wanted was leaning forward to kiss me.
His lips were soft and tasted like mint when they brushed against mine. The pressure of the kiss was deliberate as Drake traced his tongue against the edges of my lips. His arms wrapped around me and turned my body into his as his lower lip invaded my mouth.
“Relax,” Drake whispered in my ear as his hands slipped across my back. “Haven’t you ever been kissed before?”
I hadn’t, but this didn’t seem like the ideal time to bring up that my only sexual experiences to date involved rubbing my tongue all over a pillow I was pretending was Drake while Julie compared my efforts to the kisses we’d seen in the movies the Powers That Be occasionally showed during major holidays and celebrations.
Instead, I slid myself slightly forward and aimed my lips for Drake’s. He met me halfway and before I knew it my tongue was in his mouth and his tongue was working its way down the back of my throat. I couldn’t breathe very well but I closed my eyes and tried to enjoy a moment I’d always thought would be spectacular. I was alone in the dark with Drake Bledsoe, kissing him on top of the Scavengers’ bus. The night air was crisp and a little bit damp. The birds in the forest were chirping and faint strands of music were coming from somewhere off in the distance.
I froze mid-kiss. Was I really hearing music? Drake’s tongue was still exploring my mouth but I stopped reciprocating as I focused all of my attention on the faint melody coming from somewhere to the left of the bus. I pulled away from Drake abruptly and wiped his spit off my chin without really thinking about it.
“Pilar?” Drake was obviously surprised I’d pulled away. “What’s wrong?”
I held up my fingers to silence him. I tapped my finger against my right ear indicating he should listen. His expression immediately changed. He jumped up from his sitting position and grabbed hold of the knife on his belt.
The music stopped abruptly and someone in the darkness laughed.
“You better show yourself,” Drake demanded angrily as he stared into the woods. I reached for my machete and was horrified to realize I had forgotten it inside the bus. It was lying next to the seat with my jacket. And my gun.
“What are you going to do if I don’t, Drake?” The laugh echoed again. I could almost see the silhouette of a man’s shadow next to the base of a fat tree 30 feet to our right. “Stand on the roof of your busted bus all night and make threats?”
“How did you…?” Drake let out a low growl of annoyance. His shoulders relaxed slightly and he changed the grip on his knife from a stabbing hold into a throwing grasp.
“I could smell you.” The shadow man took several steps into the clearing and I gasped.
Zombies weren’t supposed to be able to talk.
About the Author
I’m Gen Griffin.
I am a reader and an author.
My first published novel was Feeding Gators, but I have several releases coming soon. Keep an eye out for Catching Skunks (The second novel in the Shiner’s Bayou Series) and The Scavengers, a YA novel that takes place after the zombie apocalypse has had its way with our world.
Also by this Author
From the depths of the swamp, Gen Griffin brings us “Feeding Gators”, the first in a series of novels that will ensure you never look at a bayou the same way again. Small town loyalties and feuds abound as families hide the facts surrounding romance, a mysterious death and more.
This book is available here.