LOGINVictoria spent her entire life believing that family was worth sacrificing everything for. When the apocalypse came, Victoria used her fortune to build a survival shelter for the people she loved. She gave her family food, medicine, money, and a safe place to hide. In return, they betrayed her. Her fiancé chose her sister. Her parents stole her supplies. And when the shelter ran out of food, the people Victoria had protected pushed her outside and locked the doors. She died alone in the freezing snow. But death was not the end. Victoria wakes up three months before the apocalypse. The only problem is. She isn’t in her own body. She has awakened inside the body of Vivian Blackwood, the woman everyone blamed for destroying the Hale family. Victoria remembers the monsters, the starvation, the collapsing cities, and the bloodshed that will soon come. This time, will she save people who betrayed her?
View MoreVictoria’s palms went cold by the time she finished reading the letter.Vivian’s words were careful yet incomplete. She'd read Vivian's letter a dozen times — it was all about warnings that the world would change. Prepare. Trust no one easily. Her father, Richard Hale was connected to what was coming. Resources had been left behind. That was all.No full explanation. No reason why Vivian had chosen her. Just enough truth to keep her moving and plenty of mystery to keep her awake at night.Victoria closed the notebook and stood. “Why me? Why did you choose me?” She asked herself, scratching her hair gently.She wanted to see her family.Not for forgiveness or because she missed them. She just wanted to look into the eyes of the people who had locked her out in the snow, now that she held more power than they did.Adrian saw her in the living room as she pulled on a coat.“Where are you going?”“Home.”The word slipped out. He looked up from his phone. "Home? You and your family don’t g
Victoria had stolen the life of a monster.That was the only conclusion she had from the information gotten on the internet.She sat on the floor of Vivian’s private study with her tablet glowing in her hands, scrolling through years of articles, gossip blogs, and old social media posts. Every single one painted the same picture.Vivian Blackwood, arrogant. Vivian Blackwood, impossible to work with. Vivian Blackwood, obsessed with money and status, cruel to staff, ruthless in negotiations, very controlling, a woman half of Blackridge seemed to actively despise.Victoria opened another article. The headline made her pause.BLACKWOOD QUEEN HUMILIATES EMPLOYEE AT CHARITY GALA.She frowned and tapped the screen, a video loaded.Vivian stood beneath the crystal chandeliers of some charity event, dressed in a black evening gown, a cold expression as a young assistant stood trembling in front of her.“You had one job,” Vivian said in the video.“I’m sorry, Mrs. Blackwood. I thought…”“I don’
The proof of a broken marriage was written all over the Blackwood mansion.Separate schedules pinned to a corkboard, a stack of clipped, formal messages between Vivian and Adrian discussing household matters like business associates rather than spouses. No warmth anywhere. No shared photographs beyond the wedding portraits.Vivian had treated Adrian badly. Whatever this marriage had been, it wasn't affection. It was two people living together out of obligation, nothing more.The marriage was exactly what the rumors had claimed.And yet Victoria couldn't stop thinking about the other Adrian — the one who had knelt in the snow, sobbing, holding her dearly.“Was that real? Or did I imagine it in the last seconds before I died?” She said in a low tone, biting her fingers. She went downstairs that morning for breakfast prepared to face him.Adrian was already seated, newspaper in hand, Victoria sat across from him quietly, thanked the server who stood by the dining area, “Maria, you may l
Victoria expected the cold to kill her.Instead, she woke up feeling warm under soft sheets. Sunlight spilled through the tall windows. An air conditioner hummed, the screeching sound of the infected dragging their feet wasn’t heard.She sat up fast, half convinced this was the last flicker of a dying brain, the room spun.This was not the frozen street outside the Hale shelter, her mind still couldn't process how that was possible.Victoria’s hands flew to her face. Smooth skin. No frostbite. No cracked lips. She stumbled out of bed and crossed the unfamiliar room on unsteady legs. A large vanity mirror stood against the wall.Then she caught her reflection in the vanity mirror, and every thought scattered at once.The woman staring back wasn't her.Pale skin. Dark hair falling in soft waves. Sharp, beautiful features that Victoria had only ever seen from a distance in her first life. Vivian Blackwood.The name made her stomach drop.Victoria pressed a trembling hand to the glass. T






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