Thirteen Roses Book Four: Alone: A Paranormal Zombie Saga

Thirteen Roses Book Four: Alone: A Paranormal Zombie Saga by Michael Cairns Read Free Book Online

Book: Thirteen Roses Book Four: Alone: A Paranormal Zombie Saga by Michael Cairns Read Free Book Online
Authors: Michael Cairns
Tags: London, Zombies, apocalypse, Devil, God, post apocalypse, lucifer
being a bitch and what do we do about the device?’
    ‘I don’t think there’s anything we can do about the device. If it’s gone, it’s gone.’ Alex said.
    ‘Could maybe Harriet have taken it?’
    Alex’s face dropped at Ed’s words, and Bayleigh nodded. ‘She may well have. I don’t know what she’s planning, but if she thought she might be leaving, taking the device makes perfect sense. Do it now before anyone suspects you. Alex, was she with you at the front?’
    Alex hesitated. ‘Yeah, she was, but why would she go down there if she knew we might get attacked?’
    Bayleigh thumped a fist into her other hand. ‘It’s the perfect cover, isn’t it? Sneaky cow.’
    Alex opened his mouth as if to argue, then shook his head. There was a lot of logic in what Bayleigh was saying, perhaps too much for Alex to defend against. Dave smiled and left them to it. They would find whatever conclusions they wanted and act on them. He needed to text Az. These were the most interesting things to happen all week.
    He stomped away from the ward, finding a quiet corridor far enough away to be alone but near enough to still be inside the field made by the devices. He leant against the wall and started composing his text. He was halfway done when the sound of delicate footsteps distracted him.  
    One of the ladies made her way towards him. She was beautiful as well and very nicely put together. She had a blouse on and he couldn’t help noticing the top couple of buttons were undone. By the way her breasts shifted beneath the material, he could tell she wasn’t wearing a bra. He had the vaguest understanding that people who were strongly Christian should be chaste and modest, but that didn’t always seem to be the case.  
    The lady swayed up to him and for a moment he thought she wasn’t going to stop. When she did, her face was only a foot from his and he could feel her warm breath on his neck. He wondered for a brief second whether the plague had evolved into some covert strain. Then she spoke.  
    ‘Dave, right? I’m sorry, I had to find out your name. I’m Julia.’ She stood on tiptoes so she could whisper in his ear. ‘I want to suck your cock.’
    He thought about explaining that the corridor was deserted so she didn’t have to whisper, then her tongue flicked against his ear lobe and he realised this was all part of the act. The act implied she wanted something. He was tempted to play along. There was something familiar yet exciting about all this. He glanced down, straight down her top to her smooth pale skin, and his heart skipped.  
    He watched absently as his hand reached out and went around her waist, pulling her into him. She gasped at the sudden strength he used to haul them together. But she stayed where she was and her tongue grew more insistent, curling around the top of his ear. Something switched inside and his vision grew dim.  
    He could hear her breathing and every muscle in his body was suddenly tense. His hand grabbed her arse and squeezed hard. She stiffened a moment, then softened and wrapped her arm around him. The other went to the front of his trousers and rubbed. He growled into her neck as his vision turned red, then he lifted her and carried her until they came to a door.  
    Without looking to see whether there was anyone else in the corridor, without looking at anything at all, he kicked open the door of the room and took her inside. The red mist covered his vision and the world went away.    

Luke

    He almost laughed. They were faced by an army of movie-watching zombies. He squinted past them and saw a poster. The name of the film wasn’t clear, but the word Metallica stood out. He’d heard of them. This rabble had been watching Metallica and now they were going to eat Krystal and him. Perfect.  
    Krystal gave him a look as they slowed at the top of the bridge. ‘Shall we try the next one?’
    He weaved back and forth, checking for gaps in the crowd. It was thick and showed

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