SAVAGE
by Jade C. Jamison
Release date March 31, 2015
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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?
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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