BLURB: Flesh-eating zombies, dirty sex, and a shattered past…
What’s more dangerous—the man who broke her heart or those trying to eat it?
Fighting to survive, Eve finds herself alone in the world after the Crave—the only parallel of her former life. On the hunt for her sister, she runs into Gage—the first and only boy to have her heart and break it. It’s been four years and he isn’t a boy anymore, nor is he the same person he used to be. Against her better judgment, Eve agrees to stay with him when he divulges information on a safe haven near the small town they grew up in—but that doesn’t mean she has to like it…
Returning home elicits a myriad of emotions that both Eve and Gage thought they had buried. The past and present collide and they are forced to the face bitter deceits that ruined them in the before and threaten to destroy them now…
I don't like Zombies. They scare me and are freaking disgusting.
So when Megan asked me to read her zombie romance novel, I told her, "maybe, but I may not have time" which really meant "I'm going to read a few chapters of your book and if I don't like it I'm going to say that OMG! I'm SO BUSY!"
So I started the first page. . .
"Here it is. The end of her life. Eve always knew it would come, and that it would be exactly like this. With a swarm of dead flesh and tangling limbs."
And that my friends was how I ended up reading this book, telling her I loved it, and asking her to join me on tour.
Those four sentences trapped me.
What kept me was. . .
Let's make this clear, people! I'm not one of those Romance Genre Fan Girls that get all drooly over a hot hero!
I like Gage for his mind!
. . .and that's all I'm going to say about that!
Additionally, I love this novel for it's. . .
OH GOD WHO AM I KIDDING?
This novel kept me on the edge of my seat with worry that Eve and Gage wouldn't die, but good lord. . .THIS BOOK WAS HOT!
His lips pressed hard against hers, hot and demanding.
She stumbled backward. His lips never broke contact. He followed her bumbling form back and down as she landed in a heap on the muddy ground. His tongue thrust into her mouth, probing her.
She didn’t hesitate in kissing him back. This was what she had wanted, him against her, his mouth on hers.
And that my friends is why my kids ate pizza for breakfast, lunch, and dinner one weekend.
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