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About The Horde Without End:
It was supposed to be over…
Returning from Haven 18 was supposed to be the end. But nothing is ever easy—and in a world full of zombies, finding the missing is next to impossible. There are breadcrumbs. Tiny clues. But what are a few tiny clues in a world of the dead?
Nurrin is desperate to find her brother, but that will mean trusting Finn O’Malley. A man shrouded in secrets, who kills as easily as breathing. And the more she learns about him, the more questions she has. But she has learned one thing—the zombies are changing. Adapting. And this time, the Haven walls won’t keep them out.Amazon | Barnes and Noble | Goodreads Catch up with The World Without a Future, on sale for .99 NOW! Here's a special release day reveal of Chapter 1!! Chapter 1.
Chapter 1. Broken Pieces
She hasn’t cried. She doesn’t cry for me—but I know how fragile she is.
I want to break her. I want to push her hard enough to see her shatter. I want to see the shards of her on the ground.
How beautiful would she be, when she put herself back together? She would. Nurrin is too stubborn to do anything but survive.
Nurrin is a first, born to a world of death. She is innocent of the life before the change. She has never known anything but Hale Halls, razor wire, and walls. She has never known she could be anything but a survivor.
I watch the sun rising over the canyon. In another world, people might have exclaimed over the beauty, stared at it in wonder.
To me, the red-washed sky means only one thing: it’s almost time to leave.
I glance over my shoulder. She retreated to the sleeping area a few hours ago, after we fought over leaving immediately. I think there is a part of her that hopes Collin will come back. A supply run wouldn’t be completely unjustified.
My lips twist.
Collin wouldn’t leave the Hole, not unless he had to. Not when he knew that it’s the only place I would take Nurrin. He’s gone because something is wrong.
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She hasn’t cried. She doesn’t cry for me—but I know how fragile she is.
I want to break her. I want to push her hard enough to see her shatter. I want to see the shards of her on the ground.
How beautiful would she be, when she put herself back together? She would. Nurrin is too stubborn to do anything but survive.
Nurrin is a first, born to a world of death. She is innocent of the life before the change. She has never known anything but Hale Halls, razor wire, and walls. She has never known she could be anything but a survivor.
I watch the sun rising over the canyon. In another world, people might have exclaimed over the beauty, stared at it in wonder.
To me, the red-washed sky means only one thing: it’s almost time to leave.
I glance over my shoulder. She retreated to the sleeping area a few hours ago, after we fought over leaving immediately. I think there is a part of her that hopes Collin will come back. A supply run wouldn’t be completely unjustified.
My lips twist.
Collin wouldn’t leave the Hole, not unless he had to. Not when he knew that it’s the only place I would take Nurrin. He’s gone because something is wrong.
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 lives in south Georgia with her husband, daughters, and overgrown dog. She is the author of Girl Lost, Edge of the Falls, and The University of Branton Series.
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