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I declared and that was enough for his eyes to snap open. At first, it looked like the wind got knocked out of him. His hand lowered from covering his mouth and nose and his body stopped quivering. I decided to continue since it was taking his mind off my blood. "I didn't mean to fall in love with you but I couldn't help myself. You were there for me. You protected me and took care of me. You kept me going. Levi, I am in love with you. It doesn't matter if you're a vampire. All the good in you supersedes that." I heard Ophelia hiss and pull open the cell door. Her fangs were retracted and she lunged for me. Levi pushed me behind him. His body was still quivering and his eyes were blood red.

No matter which way I moved or squirmed, I couldn't slip free of the dead arms that wrapped around my upper body, pinning my arms down. Liam's smile stretched the gashes on his cheek. "Bring him here." The zombie pushed me further into the Vault, even as I struggled and tried to anchor my feet to prevent it from doing so. As Liam was the one to raise it from the grave, he had complete control over the zombie until he ran out of power or died. Only then could another Stanwood take control of it. Liam paced closer, pulling a syringe out of his jacket, and I didn't need to guess what the contents were. He was going to try for round two, and there was no one left to stop him.

She whispered, running her fingers up my arm. " I can't." " You can." She whispered and kissed me. She held my arms and wrapped it around her waist. " Lydia, stop." " She won't come back." She said and grinned. She picked the apple and sat down. ♥ZOE ♥ " We're vampires and we're enemies of sunlight." Zimora said in an evening gathering. It was boring because I wasn't concentrating. I've lost him. I've lost the man I love. Few years ago it would have been Aiden standing beside me, holding me close to him with his strong and calloused hand.

I'm coming to join you. “Ify! No! Ify!...” He fell to his knees as he stared at Ify, the girl he had come to love, dangle from the ceiling fan; the chair she had been standing on overturned on the floor. He wept bitterly. Why couldn’t she wait? Why couldn’t she?Why did she behave like the others? Why did he have to watch her die? His vision was becoming hazy again, his head was too heavy to hold up anymore. His eyes rolled back to its socket, he collapsed on the floor.

“The virus… it’s everywhere. People are dying. A lot of people. There’s talk that two weeks won’t be enough. That this might go on for months. Wuhan’s been under lockdown for two months, and there’s still no end in sight.” She’s scared. We all are. I sit up, pulling her with me. I reach for Andie too. She curls into me without hesitation, and I wrap my arms around both of them. “We’re going to be okay,” I tell them. “We’re staying right here. Together. We’ll get through this. We’ll be each other’s strength—no matter what’s happening out there.” “I love you,” Jaime whispers. I smile, brushing a kiss to her temple. “I love you too, baby girl.”

"I’II have to steal one of these cuties from you,’ Belinda said happily as Tilda helped her with the babies. However her expression changed when she saw the unreadable expression on Logan's face and knew definitely that it can never happen. She was in the company of the same people who might have something to do with her daughter's death,but since she could not prove anything, she had to accept everything, especially when her daughter fell in love with the same people. She could never overcome her love for him, always trying to replace him, but no one was ever good enough for her. As a mother she would not be the one to destroy her daughter's love life, especially after she was pained almost

aking the next morning, this is a warm body next to me. Lacey. Last night was one hell of a surprise. I’m not complaining because I enjoyed every damn second of it. I was having a hard time holding back. My sexual urges are stronger now, especially around the only girl I’ve ever loved if love is the right word to use. The verdict is still out on that one. Can a sociopathic zombie be in love? Stranger things have happened, right?

Broken dishes and shattered glass litter the floor so much it looks like the aftermath of an earthquake. "You think you're going to get out of this alive?" Logan hisses, his face inches from hers. "No, Mary Lou, not both of us. One of us is not walking out of here." He leans in closer, his eyes wild and unhinged. "But I really loved you, Mary Lou." Her heart sinks further, and she feels a deep exhaustion from all the crying, from all the terror. With a mix of irritation and despair, she musters the strength to speak. "Don't confuse your obsession with love, Logan."

he growled, clenching his fist “Why?” I asked and held his hand, he averted his gaze, staring at his former love grave. “I can’t love” he said, “I am just a zombie, My heart died with her years ago” Arthur said, pointing at the grave, he looked at me studying my face, “Just don’t say that again please” “It’s okay” I said softly, “But it just don’t change the fact that I love you. And I am ready to be a good wife” I said, Arthur gaze hardened.

The zombie's claws ripped through the soldier's throat, causing blood to spray everywhere. Dustin screamed and ran for the third floor. Emilia tried to go after him, but she was blocked by another zombie. As she dodged desperately, her arm was slashed by the zombie. Now. I squeezed the trigger. My bullet went through the zombie's skull with precision. Black blood spurted from it, and the zombie collapsed with a thud. Emilia froze, looking in the direction my bullet came from. I fired again, taking out the threat to her left.