60 Days Before Zombies: Spoiled by the Ruthless Ex-Cop

On the night the zombies came, my husband, my dad, and my stepsister locked me outside in the snow to die. Through the bulletproof window of the safe house bought with my two billion dollars, my husband laughed and told me my stepsister was pregnant with his baby. As the zombies tore into me, only one man came to save me—Cyrus Hart, the terrifying, scarred ex-cop from down the street. He died holding me in his arms, whispering that he had secretly loved me for three years. When I opened my eyes, I was back in time—sixty days before the end of the world! This time, I woke up my mom’s magical storage ring. I tore up my husband’s contract, divorced him on the spot, left him drowning in debt to loan sharks, and sucked my family’s mansion completely dry. Then I walked into an underground boxing gym with ten million dollars and hired Cyrus Hart to be my personal bodyguard. Now, we have sixty days to spend two billion dollars hoarding all the food and weapons in the city and building a seaside castle. And when the sky starts raining blood, my ex-husband will be on his knees outside my iron gates—watching the scariest warlord in the apocalypse spoil me rotten!