Virtual Book Tour Dates: 12/30/14 – 1/13/15
Genres: Young Adult Romance, Horror, Zombies, Science Fiction
Series: Territory of the Dead
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Eighteen-year-old Tabitha Alexander had just graduated from high
school when the dead invaded her small town of Pleasant, Louisiana.
Working as a checkout girl in the only grocery store in town, she barely
made it out with her life.
But the night was only beginning.
What started out as a group of three grows, as they are joined by the
few that are still alive. New bonds are formed as old ones die, and
Tabitha suddenly finds that the guy she’s always wanted might just want
The timing couldn’t be worse, though. The zombies in Pleasant are
smart, with an awareness that’s horrifying. And when the zombies
discover the house full of survivors, those inside realize that the
walls aren’t strong enough to keep them out.
All hope is lost. Or is it? Salvation comes in the form of a
mysterious man, with a pair of steely-gray eyes and an arsenal to match.
He rescues them, but at what cost? Kellan can’t seem to keep his
otherworldly eyes off of her.
She’s no match for him. She knows this. Yet, he intrigues her… and Tabitha knows it’s the most dangerous reaction of all.
I exhaled deeply as I finished scanning the last coupon. The woman
gave me a sharp look of annoyance, as if I had no room for complaint. Really, what did she expect?
Was I supposed to grovel and thank her for allowing me the honor of
scanning her precious coupons ten minutes before closing time?
Apparently so. “You know, young lady, it wouldn’t hurt you to smile
at your customers and thank them when they offer you their coupons. I
don’t think I’ve ever had such poor customer service. I don’t have to
shop here, especially with this kind of attitude.” She was working
herself up into a rage, her expression full of self-righteous
I didn’t reply, but instead pushed the total button. Some of the
customers in line groaned, while others shifted in impatience. They
really didn’t want to be further delayed by her rant. She slammed a
hundred dollar bill down on the counter. “Where is your manager? I want
to speak with him now.”
I pointed towards Jim, as he straightened his shoulders and attempted
to look professional. I could only imagine the holier-than-thou
attitude he would have as he sympathetically agreed with her. Around
here, I could never do anything right, or so it seemed.
I didn’t see anyone else standing around, though, willing to put up
with his crap. If I didn’t need the money so badly, I’d walk out the
door faster than he could blink. I was tired of the humiliation and
tired of being blamed for the lines, just because he was too tight to
hire on adequate staff.
I was silent as I quickly made her change. What could any person say?
She was mad due to reasons of her own, something that really didn’t
concern me. With one last glare, she huffed and moved on in his
direction. She never made it, though.
It would have been worth the complaint and subsequent chewing out I
would have received, if the events of the night just wouldn’t have
happened. I would later look back on it and pray that things had ended
differently. You can’t change events that are completely out of your
Even so, anything would have been preferable to that one moment when
you find your reality has just been blown to pieces and would never be
the same again. That’s assuming you live to survive it.
She was halfway to Jim, her teased hairdo bouncing, when it happened.
A loud, panicked scream tore through the night, originating somewhere
from the parking lot in front of the store. Even through the thick
glass, we could hear it loudly. It sounded like someone was being
murdered. I immediately stopped scanning, turning in an attempt to see
what was happening.
A body slammed against the glass, his face and palms pressed to the
surface. It was a horrid sight. His pupils were red and crazed, his face
extremely pale and dirty. Dark red blood was smeared across his cheeks
and chin. The man stood still for a moment, just watching us with his
crazy eyes. Something reanimated him. He slid his palms down the clear,
clean glass, leaving a trail of bloody streaks.
About the Author:
Rose Wynters resides in the southern portion of the USA. When not
writing, she enjoys traveling, camping, and meeting new people.
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