The Future Without Hope Synopsis:
Separated from Finn, captive of the Order, Nurrin has no hope left.
But she has survived twenty years of zombies--and she has the unshakable faith that Finn will find her.
But Finn is a long way away. The Order's influence runs deeper than was ever suspected, and politics are shifting--and zombies may not be the most dangerous thing she's facing.
Finn always thought the war stripped him of all he had to lose. But with Nurrin missing and doors closing in his face, he realizes there is always more for the world to take--and he will drag the remains of civilization down with him before he gives up on the only promise that matters.
Separated from Finn, captive of the Order, Nurrin has no hope left.
But she has survived twenty years of zombies--and she has the unshakable faith that Finn will find her.
But Finn is a long way away. The Order's influence runs deeper than was ever suspected, and politics are shifting--and zombies may not be the most dangerous thing she's facing.
Finn always thought the war stripped him of all he had to lose. But with Nurrin missing and doors closing in his face, he realizes there is always more for the world to take--and he will drag the remains of civilization down with him before he gives up on the only promise that matters.
Buy Links:
~ Deleted Scene ~
Part 1 of a 4 part story—follow along the blog tour to find out what happens with Finn and Kelsey.
The Battle for the East (Part 1)
The air stinks. That's what they didn't tell us, when we were training. Because even having lived through the end of the world, when you're tucked behind haven Walls, it's easy to forget. Forget the smell of ash and decay and blood. Forget the way your boots stick to the ground in mud puddles that aren't mud, their blood mixed with bits of decayed flesh, all that's left of an infects meal. And the sounds--in a Haven, of your lucky, it gets quiet. There are nights when it's deep enough, dark enough that you can forget the zombies, even for a few minutes, and just listen to the quiet. The sound of the air moving through your lungs and the beat of your heart the loudest thing in the universe.
It doesn't last--it never lasts. But there, you could bury your head and hide behind those bleach stained walls and you could pretend.
That's what we've been doing. All we've been doing since the fucking fiasco in Atlanta. We've pretended that life can go on.
Even with our dead screaming at the walls, life can go on.
But this isn't the Haven. It isn't safe, behind a wall, where the zom repellant is so thick you can taste it with every breath and when you bite into am apple.
Here, there is only death and the screaming and the stench of decay and ash.
And as I lean my head against the cement pillar holding up a blocked interpass, I have to appreciate the unflinching honesty of that.
A soft body lands next to me, a gun pushing unforgivingly into my side. I push back with my shoulder and I’m rewarded with a soft huff of laughter.
Maybe that’s why we follow her into the bowels of hell. Because when it’s over—even on days that are epically shitty like today—she lands next to you with a smile and blood on her hands, and extends a MRE that makes you want to puke, but that you don’t turn down, because field work means spotty rations.
I take it and she looks at me sidelong through blonde hair. “You ok?”
I shrug, and poke at the spaghetti and meatballs. Take a couple bites before I put it down. “Why the hell do they send this shit? It looks like guts and every apocalypse baby knows it. You’d think your father’s people could get their act together and sends something decent for us to eat.”
A frown twitches across her face, and she shrugs. “Because my father’s people are busy trying to save the world.”
I give her a grim smile, and motion at the city. The one we’ve been sent to clear and reclaim.
Fucking idiots want a staging ground, moving troops in and out of the East.
“Funny, I thought that was our job.”
Kelsey tilts her head, a tiny birdlike gesture that earned her the nickname with her Secret Sevice detail, so many years ago. She finally nods. “It is, Finn.”
The World Without a Future (Book 1)
The Horde Without End (Book 2)
Nazarea Andrews Bio:
Nazarea Andrews is an avid reader and tends to write the stories she wants to read. She loves chocolate and coffee almost as much as she loves books, but not quite as much as she loves her kids. She is the author of the University of Branton series, Neverland Found series, and Edge of the Falls.
She lives in south Georgia with her husband, daughters, and overgrown dog. You can follow her on Facebook and Twitter.
Links:
Website | Blog | Twitter | Facebook | Author Goodreads | Amazon author page
GIVEAWAY
0 comments: