Author: Tera Shanley
Publisher: Omnific Publishing, (October 14th, 2014)
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Check out my review for: Love in the Time of the Dead (Dead Rapture Series #1)
Synopsis: Romance and zombies collide in the riveting sequel to Love in the Time of the Dead.Excerpt
Year four into the Dead outbreak that ended the world and Vanessa Summers has been so burned by love, she swears she will never trust a man again. But Sean Daniels, guard leader of Dead Run River, isn’t just any man. When past lovers return to the colony, things get complicated. Desperate to rid herself of the heartache, Vanessa signs up for a supply run that will test her mettle as a guard in training. Sean volunteers to lead her team, and his hungry looks say it’s more personal than professional.
Danger comes from all sides as they scavenge Dead infested cities, and as her attraction for Sean deepens, Vanessa finds her head and heart at war with each other. He clouds her judgment, and any misstep could spell disaster outside of the safety of colony gates.
A race back to Dead Run River could save a team mate’s life, but trouble has been brewing back home. Laney Landry, the woman who broke Sean’s heart, is in trouble, and Vanessa must decide whether to take back the Denver colony beside the man she’s falling in love with, or bow out of an attraction that terrifies her.
Weathering Dead hybrids, betrayals, battles, jealousy, and soul consuming love, Vanessa must find her place in the team she’s found. And if she can, she might just master survival at the end of days.
Finn shook his head slowly. “I get where you’re coming from, man. I do. But you’re looking in the wrong place on this one. Vanessa ain’t it. She’s not good for anyone but the fighter next to her right now, and you have Adrianna to worry about.”
Sean opened his mouth to argue, but the pulling of the gate stopped him. Vanessa ran through with the frantic pace of the hunted and didn’t stop until she came to a clearing some distance off from them. “Shut it, shut it, shut it,” she chanted as the guard pushed the gates back together again.
Heaving breath, she made a scared noise in the back of her throat and looked around with wide, panicked eyes. Over and over she wiped the palms of her hands on her cargo pants. What could’ve frightened the woman that much?
“Are there Deads out there?” Finn asked as he reached for his rifle.
“N-no,” she stammered, her throat moving as she swallowed.
“Then why the hell did you blast through those gates like the engine of a crazy-train?”
“Sorry,” she squeaked as her frightened gaze collided with Sean’s.
“You okay?” he asked.
“Of course I’m okay,” she snapped.
He held his hands up in surrender as she marched toward them.
Angry little fists blasted onto her hips as she glared at near eye-level with Finn. “I need to talk to you. Alone, if you don’t mind.”
“If it’s about your feminine problems, I told you before, I don’t want to hear about it. Anything else you can say in front of your commanding officer.” Finn gestured languidly to Sean.
Even from there he could see her hands shaking as she fought to keep them on her hips. Something had spooked her and bad, though the glare she was bestowing upon him made it really hard to give in to his protective instincts. She might actually give him a fist to the face if he tried to help. Curiosity piqued, he cocked his head and stayed right at the safe distance he was.
“Fine,” she grumbled ungraciously. “Mel posted sign-ups for a supply run.”
Her hands flopped to her sides, and in a much more reasonable tone, she said, “And I want in.”
Two beats of thick silence passed before Finn asked, “Why?”
“I want the field experience. And it’ll help me to graduate.”
“Okay,” he drawled. “Now, care to share the real reason?”
“What are you talking about?”
“You running in here like a bat out of hell kind of screams desperation, Summers. Now, every one of those recruits, except maybe Boris, will be signing up for that supply run for the same reasons you just listed, but you came flying in here like a cannon and asked me a favor. I’m not telling you yes or no until you tell me what I’m getting myself into.”
For several tense moments she stared, a myriad of emotions playing across her face. Seething anger, resignation, fear, and anger again. Finally, she said, “Forget it,” and spun for the gate. Without a glance back she barked for the guard to open up and left.
Before she was out of the gate though, she pulled her Glock and held it ready. The woman was a mystery. If she was so scared of Deads, why was she in guard training? And why on this tainted earth would she ever want to sign up for a supply run?
About the Author:
Born and raised in small town Texas, Tera Shanley grew up in books. Her cousin gifted her a signed copy of Beauty by Bill Wallace when she was young and that was it for her. So smitten was she with getting lost in a story, that while other eleven year olds her age were groaning at the accelerated reader program in school, she was racking up the points just for fun.
Balancing chronic book-wormyness is her devotion to the outdoors. Hunting, fishing, hiking, horseback riding, camping - her soul is happiest out of doors. And lucky for Tera, her family feels the same. She grew up a wild child helping her grandma ranch cattle, and has a hundred memories out in the wilderness which tend to influence her books.
When she's not eating chocolate, slinging rifles, or soaking up some sun, she's lost in a book, but these days it's more often one she's writing. From historic western romance, to paranormal romance, to apocalyptic (zombie) romance, the genre doesn't matter quite as much to her as the love story.
She currently lives with her husband and two young children, and is owned by two crazy mini-cujos.
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