Savage
Jade
C. Jamison
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Release date 3/31/15.
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Blurb
Kill or die...
From erotic romance author Jade C. Jamison
comes a story about second chances and learning let go and find oneself again.
Nina Hardwick has had a rough life since
leaving high school, but inside she is still the girl looking for a silver
lining. The past several years have left
their toll on her psyche, and just as she feels like she’s climbing out of a
deep abyss, her life and the lives of millions of others fall into shambles as
a virus overtakes the country and leaves a plague of undead armies scouring the
land.
In a desperate attempt to get away from the
infected, Nina and some neighbors speed out of town, nearly killing a man on a
motorcycle. When they stop to rescue
him, Nina realizes that he is the one man from her past she never got over, the
guy who should have been her high school sweetheart until she messed it
up. But this unrequited love, Kevin
Savage, says he doesn’t even remember her.
Or does he?
Nina, Kevin, and her neighbors head to the wilderness
and fight to survive not only the plague but also hunger, cold, their inner
demons…and even each other. Will they
survive and, more importantly, will her heart?
Excerpt
All those thoughts were in my head, whether
buried or at the forefront, as the tears began to stream down my cheeks. I hardly registered when Kevin pulled me into
his chest and held me tightly as I sobbed, letting it all go.
Once my crying jag was over, I marveled at
the man holding me. It wasn’t too long
ago that he had said he never knew what to do when someone was crying. So I swiped at my face and nose with my hand,
realizing his coat had absorbed a lot of the teary evidence, and looked up at
him. “You did just fine,” I said.
He started laughing. “So did you.”
Then I laughed hard. Between that and the tears, I was beginning
to feel like a whole new woman. “No, I
didn’t mean this,” I said, waving my
hand toward my back, indicating the fully dead bodies in the snow behind
me. My voice was softer when I said,
“With me crying. You said you never knew
what to do when someone started crying.”
“Oh.”
Kevin was a quiet man, speaking less now than he had when he was
younger, but I believed I had rendered him mute.
“What you did right there was perfect.”
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