Alice Bell's father was right: Monsters are real. Now with her family and other loved ones gone, victims of an infestation of the undead, she must fight to survive and avenge those she has lost. She joins a well-trained team of zombie killers, but after an attack, strange things begin to happen: Cole Holland, the group's leader and her boyfriend, withdraws from her and everyone else. Meanwhile, almost equally strange things are happening to this now confused survivor. A standalone sequel to Alice in Zombieland; now in trade paperback and NOOK Book.
Through the Zombie Glass (White Rabbit Chronicles Series #2)by Gena Showalter
Book 2 of the White Rabbit Chronicles
Zombies stalk the night.
Forget blood and brains. These monsters hunger for human souls.
Sadly, they've got mine
Alice Bell has lost so much. Family. Friends. A home. She thought she had nothing else to give. She was wrong.
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Book 2 of the White Rabbit Chronicles
Zombies stalk the night.
Forget blood and brains. These monsters hunger for human souls.
Sadly, they've got mine
Alice Bell has lost so much. Family. Friends. A home. She thought she had nothing else to give. She was wrong.
After a new zombie attack, strange things begin to happen to her. Mirrors come to life, and the whispers of the dead assault her ears. But the worst? A terrible darkness blooms inside her, urging her to do very wicked things.
She's never needed her team of zombie slayers more, but ultra bad-boy Cole Holland, the leader and her boyfriend, suddenly withdraws from her from everyone. Now, with her best friend, Kat, at her side, Ali must kill the zombies, uncover Cole's secret and learn to fight the darkness.
But the clock is ticking and if she fails at a single task, they're all doomed.Don't miss FIRSTLIFE, book 1 of Gena Showalter's action-packed, romantic and exhilarating new series, the Everlife novels!
"Readers will love the fast-paced plot and the increased character development." -RT Book Reviews (Top Pick)
Gr 9 Up—In this installment, Alice Bell continues to juggle her secret zombie-slayer existence with her everyday life, but, when attacked by zombies, she suffers injuries that threaten to change her very nature and she no longer trusts herself around those she loves. Things intensify and distrust runs rampant when a spy is discovered and zombie mutations alter their makeup. On top of this, Ali and Cole's relationship is at a standstill, and she must fight to save herself, her friends, and the world. Showalter spins an intricate plot full of suspense and intrigue. Ali's sense of self is tested as she is consumed by her own personal battle between dark and light. This action-packed story is driven by the well-developed and sometimes frustrating characters while the fast-paced plot keeps its audience constantly on edge. This captivating book will satisfy readers as they eagerly await the next installment.—Donna Rosenblum, Floral Park Memorial High School, NY
In this follow-up to Alice in Zombieland (2012), Ali Bell and her friends, fellow hunters of invisible spirit zombies, confront internal threats and endless relationship drama. Just when Ali's getting into a comfortable rhythm with her new zombie-fighting life, everything falls apart. Romantically, things are great with her boyfriend, Cole, right up until two out-of-state zombie slayers arrive. One is Cole's gorgeous ex, and the other, a handsome "he-slut," shares visions with Ali when he meets her eyes--just like the visions that kick-started Ali and Cole's romance. Before Ali can figure things out, Cole has already dumped her, leading to pages of misery for everyone involved. Meanwhile, Ali is bitten during a zombie hunt and has a strange reaction, even after being given the antidote. In the mirror, she sees a sinister zombie version of herself that wants to take over, forcing Ali to struggle against her zombie counterpart's hungers. Additional storylines feature relationship struggles for Ali's best friends and a spy among the slayers feeding information back to the evil corporation that wishes to use zombies. The slow-paced story is plagued by tension-stealing tropes--the paranormal-romance-sequel formula in which the hero abruptly dumps the heroine and the zombie-movie cliché in which a victim conceals an infection. However, Ali's female friendships are endearing. The unbalanced plot stretches too far, over too long. (Horror/paranormal romance. 14-17)
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More and more I'd been dreaming about the crash that killed my parents and younger sister. I relived the moments as our car flipped end over end. The sounds of metal crunching into pavement. The stillness when everything was over, and I was the only one awake maybe the only one alive.
I'd struggled to free myself from the seat belt, desperate to help little Emma. Her head had been twisted at such an odd angle. My mother's cheek had been slashed open like a Christmas ham, and my father's body had been thrown out of the car. Panic had made me stupid, and I'd hit my head on a sharp piece of metal. Darkness had swallowed me whole.
But in my dreams, I watched my mother blink open her eyes. She was disoriented at first, moaning in pain and trying to make sense of the chaos around her.
Unlike me, she had no problem with her seat belt, freeing herself and turning, her gaze landing on Emma. Tears began to rain down her cheeks.
She looked at me and gasped, reaching out to place a trembling hand on my leg. A river of warmth seemed to rush through me, strengthening me.
"Alice," she shouted, shaking me. "Wake up"
I jolted upright.
Panting, my body dotted with perspiration, I scanned my surroundings. I saw walls of ivory and gold, painted in swirling patterns. An antique dresser. A furry white rug on the floor. A mahogany nightstand, with a Tiffany lamp perched next to a photo of my boyfriend, Cole.
I was in my new bedroom, safe.
My heart slammed against my ribs as though trying to burst free. I forced the dream to the back of my mind and moved to the edge of the bed to peer out the large bay window and find a sense of calm. Despite the gorgeousness of the viewa garden teeming with bright, lush flowers that somehow thrived in the cool October weathermy stomach twisted. Night was in full bloom, and so were the creepies.
Fog that had brewed on the horizon for hours had finally spilled over, gliding closer and closer to my window. The moon was round and full, set ablaze with orange and red, as if the surface had been wounded and was bleeding.
Anything was possible.
Zombies were out tonight.
My friends were out there, too, fighting the creatures without me. I hated myself for falling asleep at such a critical time. What if a slayer needed my help? Called me?
Who was I kidding? No one would call, no matter how badly I was needed.
I stood and paced the room, cursing the injuries that kept me tucked inside. So I'd been sliced from hip to hip a few weeks ago. So what? My stitches had been removed and the flesh was already scarring.
Maybe I should just arm up and head out. I'd rather save someone I love and risk another life-threatening injury than do nothing and stay out of harm's way. But I didn't know where the group had gone, and more than that, if I did manage to track them down, Cole would freak. He would be distracted.
Dang it. I would do as I'd been told and wait.
Minutes stretched into hours as I continued to pace, a sense of unease growing sharper with every second that passed. Would everyone come back alive? We'd lost two slayers in the past month alone. None of us were prepared to lose another.
The hinges on my door squeaked.
Cole slipped inside the room and threw the lock, ensuring that no one would bust in on us. Relief plucked the claws right out of the unease, and I thrilled.
He was here. He was okay.
He was mine.
His gaze landed on me, and I shivered, waiting for a vision hoping for one.
Since the day we'd met, we'd experienced a small glimpse of the future the first time our eyes locked on any given day. We'd seen ourselves making out, fighting zombies and even relaxing in a swing. Today, like almost every day since my stabbing, I experienced nothing but crushing disappointment. Why had the visions stopped?
Deep down, I suspected one of us had built up some sort of emotional walland I knew it hadn't been me. I was too entranced by him.
Always he threw off enough testosterone to draw the notice of every girl within a ten-mile radius. Though he was only seventeen years old, he seemed far older. He had major experience on the battlefield, had fought in the human/ zombie war since he could walk. He had experience with girls, too. Maybe too much experience. He knew just what to say how to touch and we melted. I'd never met anyone like him. I doubted I ever would again.
He wore all black, like a phantom of the night. Inky hair stuck out in spikes, with leaves and twigs intertwined in the strands. He hadn't bothered to clean his face, so his cheeks were streaked with black paint, dirt and blood.
So. Danged. Hot.
Violet eyes almost otherworldly in their purity shuttered, becoming unreadable, even as his lips compressed into a hard, anguished line. I knew him, and knew this was his let's-just-burn-the-world-to-the-ground-and-call-it-good face.
"What are you doing out of bed, Ali?"
I ignored the question as well as the harshness of his tone, understanding that both sprang from a place of deep concern for me. "What's wrong?" I asked. "What happened out there?"
Silent, he disarmed, dropping daggers, guns, magazines of ammo and his personal favorite, a crossbow. He'd come to me first, I realized, not even bothering to stop at his house.
"Were you bitten?" I asked. Suffering? Zombie bites left a burning toxin behind. Yes, we had an antidote, but the human body could take only so much before it broke down.
"I saw Haun," he finally responded.
Oh, no. "Cole, I'm so sorry." A while back, Haun had been killed by zombies. The fact that Cole had seen him again meant only one thing. Haun had risen from his grave as the enemy.
"I suspected it would happen, but I wasn't ready for the reality of it." Cole's shirt was the next to go.
The blade-sharp cut of his body always stole my breath, and now was no exception, regardless of the horror of our conversation. I drank him inthe delightfully wicked nipple ring, the sinewy chest and washboard abs covered with a plethora of tattoos. Every design, every word, meant something to him, from the names of the friends he'd lost in the war to the depiction of the grim reaper's scythe. Because that was what he was. A zombie killer.
He was total bad boythe dangerous guy monsters feared finding in their closets.
And he was closing the distance between us. I buzzed with anticipation, expecting him to draw me into his arms. Instead, he bypassed me to fall onto the bed and cover his face with scabbed hands.
"I ashed him tonight. Ended him forever."
"I'm so sorry." I eased beside him and brushed my fingers over his thigh, offering what comfort I could. I knew he understood that he hadn't actually ashed Haun, or even the ghost of Haun. The creature he'd fought hadn't had Haun's memories or his personality. It had had his face and nothing more. His body had simply been a shell for unending hunger and malevolence.
"You had to do it," I added. "If you'd let him go, he would have come back for you and our friends, and he would have done his best to destroy us."
"I know, but that doesn't make it any easier." He released a shuddering sigh.
I looked him over more intently. He had angry cuts on his arms, chest and stomach. Zombies were spirits, the source of lifeor afterlife in their caseand had to be fought by other spirits. That was why, to engage, we had to force ours out of our bodies, like a hand being pulled out of glove. And yet, even though we left our bodies behind, frozen in place, the two were still connected. Whatever injury one received, the other received, as well.
I padded to the bathroom, wet several washrags and grabbed a tube of antibiotic cream.
"Tomorrow I start training again," I said as I tended him, distracting us both.
He glared up at me through lashes so thick and black he looked as if he wore eyeliner. "Tomorrow's Halloween. All of us have the day and night off. And by the way, I'm taking you to a costume party at the club. I'm thinking we'll stick with the whole battered and bruised theme and go as a naughty nurse and even naughtier patient."
My first outing in weeks would be a date with Cole. Yes, please. "I think you'll make a very sexy naughty nurse."
"I know," he said without missing a beat. "Just wait till you see my dress. Slutty doesn't even begin to describe. And you will, of course, require a sponge bath."
Don't laugh. "Promises, promises." I tsked, then tried to continue more seriously. "But I never mentioned hunting." Too many people would be out, and some would be dressed as zombies. At first glance, we might not be able to tell the real deal from the fake. "I only mentioned training. You are working out tomorrow morning, aren't you?" He always did.
He ignored my question, saying, "You're not ready."
"No, you're not ready for me to be ready, but it's happening whether you like it or not."
He scowled at me, dark and dangerous. "Is that so?"
"Yes." Not many people stood up to Cole Holland. Everyone at our school considered him a full-blown predator, more animal than human. Feral. Dangerous.
They weren't wrong.
Cole wouldn't hesitate to tear into someoneanyonefor the slightest offense. Except me. I could do what I wanted, say what I wanted, and he was charmed. Even when he was scowling. And it was strange, definitely something I wasn't used tohaving power over someone elsebut I'd be lying if I claimed not to like it.
"Two problems with your plan," he said. "One, you don't have a key to the gym. And two, there's a good chance your instructor will suddenly become unreachable."
Since he was my instructor, I took his words as the gentle threat they were and sighed.
When I'd first joined his group, he'd thrown me into the thick of battle without hesitation. I think he'd trusted his ability to protect me from any kind of threat more than he'd trusted my skills.
Then I'd proved myself and he'd backed off.
Then he'd accidentally stabbed me.
Yep. Him. He'd aimed for the zombie snarling and biting at him; I'd stepped in to help, and, with a single touch, ashed the only thing shielding my body from his strike. Cole had yet to forgive himself.
Maybe that was why he'd built a wall.
Maybe he needed a reminder of just how wily I could be.
"Cole," I said huskily, and his eyelids lowered to half-mast.
"This." A slow smile spread as I circled my hands around his anklesand jerked. He slid off the bed and thumped to the floor.
"What the hell?"
I leaped on top of him, pinning his shoulders with my knees. The action caused the scar on my stomach to throb, but I masked my wince with another smile. "What are you going to do now, Mr. Holland?"
He watched me intently, amusement darkening his irises. "I think I'll just enjoy the view." He gripped me by the waist, squeezed just enough to make sure he had my full attention. "From this angle, I can see your"
Choking back a laugh, I took a swing at him.
"Shorts," he finished, catching my hand just before impact. I wasn't given the chance to tug free. He rolled me over, stretched my arms over my head and held me down.
"What are you going to do now, Miss Bell?"
Stay just like this and enjoy? I could smell the pine and soap of his scent. Could hear the rasp of our breath intermingling. Could feel the heat and hardness of his body pressing against me.
"What would you like me to do?" I met his gaze, and the air around us thickened, charged with electricity. Would he touch me? I wanted him to touch me.
"You're not ready for what I'd like you to do." He searched my face as he reached between us, his actions belying his words please, please until he slowly pushed the hem of my tee over my navel, revealing every inch of damaged flesh.
He looked me over, and my stomach quivered. Heck, all of me quivered. He crawled down, down, and kissed one edge of the wound, then the other, and a moan left me.
But a moment passed, then another, and he merely returned to his former position, driving me crazy with his nearness but never doing anything to relieve the tension spi-raling inside me.
"One more week of rest," he said, his jaw clenched as if he'd had to force the words to leave his mouth. "Doctor's orders."
I shook my head. "I'll ask Bronx and Frosty to train me." His eyes narrowed to tiny slits. "They'll say no. I'll make sure of it."
"At first, maybe." Definitely. Everyone always followed Cole's rules. Even other alpha males recognized a bigger, badder predator. "However, I have a secret weapon."
He arched a brow. "And what's that?"
"Sure you want to know?" I asked, rubbing my knees along his hips.
"Yes. Tell me." His tone had gone low, gruff.
My knees slid higher, higher still, and he went utterly motionless, waiting to see what I would do next. I had two options. Try to seduce him into making out with methe way he's looking at me I might actually succeed this timeor prove I wasn't out for the count.
Sometimes I hated my priorities.
I planted my feet against his shoulders and pushed with all my might. He propelled backward, catching himself on his knees.
"With you? Distraction," I purred.
Laughing, he stayed where he was and lifted my leg to place a soft kiss on my ankle. "I must be seriously disturbed, because I like when you rough me up."
Heat spilled into my cheeks. "You make me sound like some kind of he-woman."
He laughed again, and oh, it was a beautiful sound. Lately, he'd been so somber. "I also like when you blush."
"Yes, well, I'll bug Frosty and Bronx until they say yes." Apparently my inquisitive personality was not charming to everyone. Go figure. "They'll be so irritated by their lack of fortitude, they'll throw me around like I'm a meat bag."
"So? You'll get a boo-boo I'll have to kiss and make better. Problem, meet solution."
I swallowed a laugh of my own and had to concentrate to adopt a stern expression. "I'll let you kiss me betterif the boo-boo is on my butt."
Meet the Author
Gena Showalter is the New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author of over fifty books, including the acclaimed Lords of the Underworld and Angels of the Dark series, and the White Rabbit Chronicles. She writes sizzling paranormal romance, heartwarming contemporary romance, and unputdownable young adult novels, and lives in Oklahoma City with her family and menagerie of dogs. Visit her at GenaShowalter.com.
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OUTSTANDING!! I have just finished this second book and from start to finish you experience , twists and turns, romance and suspense. I love the character development and Gena ALWAYS throws in a NO SHE DIDN'T moment. I would definitely recommend this book to any reader and they wouldn’t be disappointed. Ali Bell and her crew learn a good lesson….FAITH. And the journey continues….
THROUGH THE ZOMBIE GLASS was exactly what I expected and more! I loved the drama and the fast-paced action that comes along with this series. I also nearly fell out of my chair due to all the yummy scenes between Cole and Ali. The storyline was hardcore and the characters were very well-developed. I look forward to reading more from Gena Showalter!!!
Well Gena did it again! Not many authors can make a sequel as good if not better then the first. I know some make disagree but I think the second book was better. You really learn more about Ali and Cole's past. You learn what drives Cole to act the way he does. I felt like I was on an amazing roller coaster while reading this book, there was so many twist turns and even flips. I loved it! Book 3 can not come fast enough!
Gena Showalter did not disappoint! Through The Zombie Glass starts up pretty close to where Alice In Zombieland left off. With every turn of the page there was excitement, suspense and of course the need to hit Cole on the back of the head and tell him to man up. If you loved Alice In Zombieland you will love Through The Zombie Glass. Buy it now!!
I absolutely loved this book. If possible, it was better than the first. I REALLY enjoyed them both. The characters are so fantastic, and I have to admit I have a soft spot for the bad boy, Cole Holland. (; At times, I was very upset during this book and angry with it. However, the plot was fantastic and I will be eagerly awaiting book 3, The Queen of the Zombie Hearts.
ahhh! I finished this book in less than 2 days, I stayed up reading this book....I am so tired but I am filled with satisfaction and happiness for the character in this book. I loved this book soooo much and I need another book..PLZ!!! Please Genna, give us another book:) Im gonna go read it again.....
I have a very love, hate relationship with this book, as I seem to with all second books when it comes to trilogies they are always so frustrating. I still love it though and love how Gena uses pieces from Alice in Wonderland and Through the Looking glass as chapter headings, very clever. Can't wait for the next book!
Is gena showalters making a third book the series ? Cause the way the book ended sounded like they were ggonba have a third book but it didnt say they were and in the first book at the last couple pages said the name of the book
I love this book and cant wait for book #3 The Queen of Zombie Hearts
This book was awesome!!!! read in a few hours, loaded with lots of action and romance. Wont disappoint
What a great sequel! You will not be let down by the second book of this series
In Gena Showalter’s follow-up to Alice in Zombieland we find ourselves right where we left off. Ali is recovering and Cole and the gang are out hunting. The only problem is Ali begins to know that something is wrong. Ali is beginning to see things in mirrors and hear voices she shouldn’t. While Ali is dealing with these new problems she is also dealing with her grief over the many losses that have happened to her over the year. When her and Coles visions disappear and she begins to have them with a newcomer things get really bad for Ali. She not only has to deal with everything she has been going through but her relationship with both Cole and the rest of the hunters is in serious danger of falling apart. While Ali continues to fight zombies she also must fight the evil inside her. Can Ali pull herself together by herself or with she let those around her help her with her struggles? If Ali can survive this she will have scars she may never recover from unless let’s healing go soul deep. Through the Zombie Glass I could not put down. This is everything you want in a follow-up. It moves the story along, gives us conflict and answers enough questions to create more questions. I love this series even more by reading this book. Many times throughout this book I could feel those old teenage feelings coming back. Especially with Cole and Ali’s relationship. There were definitely times I wanted to both strangle and kiss Cole. There were a lot of times in this book my heart really broke for Ali. She really goes through a lot of trials in this book. Just when you think she’s getting accepted by those like her she is kicked out in the cold again. There are also a lot of surprises in this book both good and bad. I promise I am not gonna give much away but I can tell you this and enemy becomes a friend again. Overall, the character and story development was phenomenally strong and really propels everything in a forward direction. I will warn you all this though after reading this you will want the next book like yesterday. I know I got an advanced copy and still want the next book now. That’s just how great a story-teller Gena Showalter is. She has yet another wonderful edition and if you like me, loved Alice in Zombieland you will LOVE Through the Zombie Glass. This book was provided to me by the author for an honest review.
I love Alice in zobieland. I love how the author puts romance and killing zombies in a book is amazing. I just can't stop reading!!!
Ali and the other slayer, including her bad-boy boyfriend Cole Holland, are trying to take down Anima, but there is a kink in their plan when Ali is bitten... Her two heartbeats were beating very fast. Time is running out and she has to protect her fellow slayers at all costs, including taking her own life. These dark urges that can't be explained are changing her from the inside to the outside. There could be a possible antidote, but she would have to trust a stranger that worked for Anima. Cole has his own secrets and their visions together aren't them at all. A new slayer, Gavin, has been having "romantic" visions with Ali. That could break up Ali and Cole forever. Kat's condition is getting worse, but she's living life to the fullest. Will Ali and Cole break up? What is this new darkness awakened in Ali? This was my favorite out of the two books I've read, so far. I love the twists. And the romance. This book was funny, to me at least. I can't wait to read the third book, too. After I read the third book, I'm going to read the indie books these nice authors sent me. I can't wait!! There is mild cussing and inappropriate themes.
This book is actually book #1 with a different title, cover, and publication date. Book 1: Alice Through the Looking Glass with a publication date of 2013, is the SAME book as Book 2: Alice in Zombieland with a publication date of 2014. The third book picks up the story in the proper context and really is the second book in this trilogy, unless the author plans something more down the road. I do strongly encourage you read the series because, as with all Gena Showalter's books, the story line is entertaining. But you don't need to buy the same book twice.
I absolutely loved Alice in Zombieland so I had to read this one. I actually read Through the Zombie Glass immediately after reading the first one and realized I somehow didn’t write a review up for it so before moving on to The Queen of Zombie Hearts, I gave this one a re-read. White Light Throughout the entire book, Ali is faced with complex problem after harrowing issue after heartbreak after doom and gloom. I loved every minute of it! There was so much happening, and it was all bad news for our heroine. Alice in Zombieland ended with her getting horribly injured, so she starts Through the Zombie Glass in a hospital bed with stitches. Things only grow worse for her from there. I really liked the direction the story went. It was definitely a unique spin. A few new characters were introduced to stir up drama, but I enjoyed Gavin’s personality quite a bit. He’s just so unabashedly honest. Mackenzie and Trina became a couple of my favorite characters in this one and I couldn’t stand Mackenzie at all in the first book so I loved that character development. Kat, the Sass-Master, I continue to adore as well as Nana, Ali's adorable grandmother. I also enjoy that Emma keeps making appearances as a Witness. There is a lot of action, a lot of inner struggle, and a lot of guessing what will happen. There were times that I looked down to see how far into the book I was because surely I was at the climax of the story, only to realize I still had quite a bit more to go. Black Smudges Cole. Oh Cole. He exacerbated me quite a bit throughout this story with his hot-and-cold, incredibly mixed messages, and really bad decision making. An Ex Here, an Ex There It’s the whole 2nd book, introduce-the-relationship-drama thing going on in Through the Zombie Glass. There are literally exes everywhere. Veronica is brought in from Georgia who happens to be Cole’s ex. Mackenzie is still around who is also Cole’s ex as well as a lot of break ups and make ups going on throughout. The romance in this one is all over the map. Utter Madness I’m still loving this series. Through the Zombie Glass was a wild and fun ride through hardship after hardship. I really felt for Ali, but she kept going and giving her best no matter what. The characters are fantastic, and their dialogue is fun to read. There is tons of action and interesting concepts introduced. Absolutely recommended. Originally given 4 1/2 stars at JC's Book Haven.
Loveeee ittttt!!! I think they shoulf make a mov out of these books !!
Let us just say that if you thought Twilight and The Hunger Games was out of this world...heh heh, darlings, you got another thing coming with this series.
Who doesn't love a good zombie story? Well the problem is most that are told are absolutely terrible. The only decent zombie movies/tv shows were Resident Evil (just the first one), Zombieland, and the Walking dead series. As for books, they ALL are terrible except this one. I love her approach with zombies and Alice and wonderland and kind of meshing the two together. The zombies and their rules are different than the only ones we have come to know in the aforementioned above. If you don't read the synopsis, but read the reviews first like i do to see the majority of popular opinion before you decide to read a sample is worth the time, then you'll most likely think, "zombies and Alice and wonderland? That doesn't sound very good" as you think of the childhood movie most of us grow up with but instead with zombies sitting at the Mad hatters tea party. But i absolutely promise you it's not like that at all . She merely uses symbols from alice and wonderland, such as the white rabbit, a madd hatter costume for a halloween party, the main characters name is Alice, etc. The characters are unique and completely different from the childhood story .Lots of action and fighting as well as a longing romance that you can only find in books. It is also very funny. The sarcastic, witty quips each character gives are awesome and making you wish you had friends just like them. It's an awesome series. I absolutely love it. It's creative. I feel the same about all the other books, I just didn't want to have to repost this review several times.
Omg it was like an emotional roller coster. I literally read it in like 3 hours. I just couldnt put it down. Oh and i am now in love with cole holland especcially his nipple ring!!!!!
I couldn't put this series down I read them all, I'm really glad that they will have another book because I want to see how the story unfolders.
I like the new twist on Zombies. It's far from the norm. Not as good as the Slow Burn series, but close.
I loved the book. Cole is my favorite character. I love all of the books, i am reading them a second time. <3 <3
Maybe even better than the first.