#WeWriWa Never Say Die: A Zombie Time Loop Story #zombie #paranormal #apocalyptic #groundhogday

How is your Sunday? Hope you are enjoying a trip to all the Weekend Writing Warriors! I'm continuing Never Say Die. If you recall, Cassy was bitten and then mysteriously found herself on a beach.

Opening my eyes, I prepare for the worst.
Wait a minute. I’ve been here before, months ago, before the incident, before the virus turned most of us into monsters. Why am I here?
I start to get up and realize I’m wearing the same dress I wore a lifetime ago, and my dark hair is long, hanging in waves over my shoulder. I’m also wearing my contact lenses. How long since I had a pair of those? This is some dream. Heading back down the path that had brought me here so long ago, I find my parents — my dead parents.
“Mom?” I ask, choking on the word, “Dad?”

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#WeWriWa Never Say Die: A Zombie Time Loop Story #zombie #paranormal #apocalyptic #groundhogday

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors. We each post 8-10 (I really wanted to go for 12, but I restrained myself) sentences. If you recall, Cassy was taking on a whole hoard of zombies.

My cockiness is my demise. I see something red in the distance as a monster bites into the side of my neck and I scream in pain and rage. My glasses are knocked from my head and I fall to my knees, everything going dark. I can’t die, there are too many people counting on me, too much to do. I don’t even know if Heph got the kids out.
***
My legs are wet. Why are my legs wet? I smell salt, and feel a breeze. Are there breezes in hell? I suppose I could be in heaven, but I doubt they’d take me.


You can purchase Never Say Die on most platforms or in paperback:
Amazon, Nook, Kobo, iBooks, paper.

#WeWriWa Never Say Die: A Zombie Time Loop Story #zombie #paranormal #apocalyptic #groundhogday

For today, as one of the Weekend Writing Warriors, I'm offering another snippet (8-10 sentences) from my Zombie Time Loop novel, Never Say Die. In the last, we learned Cassy is waiting, trying to lure the enemy in close for hand-to-hand, but what she really wants is for her friend and partner to get the hell out of the building so they can go home.

Crunch
I whirl to meet my opponent, blade raised.
The brainless meat sack is fast and ugly as sin, slathered in crap and dirt, but he’ll be much prettier without that head. His black-red blood stains the snow, not mine, and I turn for his friend, adding another kill to my tally. Heph will be pissed when I pass him again.
Heph saved me, literally. I was a crying, scared, running wreck when he took me under his wing, taught me to fight, to shoot, to hot wire a car, break into a building. His total kills topped mine for a long time, but I’ve learned and I’m faster than he is. My score grew with experience, slowly matching and overtaking his death toll. I was in the lead when we left Freetown, but he got to count all the bodies he mowed down in the truck, hardly fair. This mob should be enough to push me over again.

You can purchase Never Say Die on most platforms or in paperback:
Amazon, Nook, Kobo, iBooks, paper.

#WeWriWa Never Say Die: A Zombie Time Loop Story #zombie #paranormal #apocalyptic #groundhogday

Welcome to another Sunday with the Weekend Writing Warriors! It's that time when we each share 8-10 sentences for a piece, published or in progress, to lure you in. I'm continuing from the first chapter of Never Say Die. In the previous/first excerpt Cassy is baring her back to the zombies in an effort to lure them closer when they attack. Not the brightest move, but as she said in the last line last week: Sometimes we really are just a bunch of stupid kids.

Why didn’t we bring more ammunition? I’m definitely finding reloads before we head back. This city is hardly stripped at all. We aren’t here for supplies but people.
The graffiti on the wall is fresh, “We are inside.” Smart kids; the meat sacks don’t have enough sense to read, and even if they do make out the words, they don’t understand. Other kids, like Heph and me, we can read just fine.
I shiver slightly in the cold, but the tension I have coiled in muscles, ready to pounce, is keeping me warm. The icy wind ruffles my short spiky hair, and I add hats and scarves to the shopping list when we have the kids and can raid the town. What is taking Heph so long, anyway?

You can purchase Never Say Die on most platforms or in paperback:
Amazon, Nook, Kobo, iBooks, paper.