Dying Days [Book 9] by Armand Rosamilia

Author:Armand Rosamilia [Rosamilia, Armand]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Zombie Apocalypse
Publisher: Rymfire Books
Published: 2017-11-21T05:00:00+00:00

“You actually think you can beat me? That’s cute,” Darlene said and twisted her wrist.

Two zombies’ heads were ripped from their bodies.

She liked doing that. No chance of anyone coming back to fight another day.

Every newer zombie she dropped but didn’t finish off would eventually heal and grow smarter the more time passed. They’d all eventually become intelligent again.

Darlene wondered what would happen if that happened.

Would they all start to fight? Enslave the human race, or what was left of it, and battle anew? The world would plunge into the Dark Ages again. Worse.

The world is a vampire.

Darlene remembered that song lyric from a popular song over twenty years ago. When she was a younger woman. When she was alive.

The zombies spread out, some of them getting behind her on the beach.

Apparently ripping the heads off of two of their brethren hadn’t deterred them.

She knew she’d have to expend energy to take them all out quickly. Darlene had a sneaking suspicion they couldn’t hurt her if they tried but she didn’t want to find out.

If she lost her head, she might die.

“I was going to say something really clever and snarky but I’m done with today already. I’ve had better days,” Darlene said.

“What you just said was you trying to be clever and snarky.” A zombie stepped forward and cracked his knuckles. “You were that ugly chick who thought guys would like you better if you were tough and were one of the guys. Right?”

Darlene shook her head and smiled. “You’re the typical guy in the bar trying to pick me up because you think I’m ugly and would be an easy blowjob in the back seat of your daddy’s pickup truck. What you don’t ever understand is you’re not a good-looking guy. Sorry, dude, but it’s the harsh reality. You’re the guy an ugly chick with no self-esteem would go home with at the end of the night because she hates going home.” She smiled. “The next morning does she take the Walk of Shame up your grandparents basement steps or is there a side door leading to the driveway?”

He charged and she sliced her hand in the air. His head bounced once on the sand.

Darlene raced forward and kicked his head down the beach with a laugh.

She spun, hand extended, and half of the zombies lost their heads.

The others dropped to the ground, dodging the invisible blade of her power.

Darlene went to work jumping into the air and landing on their heads, crushing them into the sand. She moved twice as fast as the zombies, moving in and out of their prone bodies.

Two zombies stood and she used her invisible blade attack again. Two more heads on the sand.

“This is a move I just thought up,” Darlene said and dropped to one knee.

As the zombies, now at her level, tried to rise, she cut off their heads and spun on the beach.

The pack of zombies was dead. Again.

She stood, glad no blood or gore had gotten on her clothes.

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