I'll send the wolves that hunt at night, charging through the shadows with a thunderous whisper, tickling the air with fetid breath that smells of death. Teeth glint like steel in the moonlight, howls calling for blood. They hunt within the dark, blackish coats reflecting hell fire. One bite and you're forever theirs, forever mine. Don't fight the wolves, give in to the sinful desire. I am the wolf. I am Christian Jensen.
still October, which means my thoughts can never steer clear of fear, chaos, and
destruction. Horror is on my mind, and I have to be true to my muse. So what
follows may not be what you are expecting, but fuck it. My world, my website.
Besides, I am currently writing book 5 of Zombies!...The
Beginning of the END. So check my
hundred words based on this picture:
Things were falling apart. The world
outside his door was utter chaos, the cacophony of screams and gunfire
exploding through the open window a constant reminder of the battle that raged
outside. The television faded to black and the electric had cut off. The world
went insane. People were outside right now, killing their neighbors and
friends, the sick eating the survivors.
Fuck all that. If the world was going to
end, Jason would make the most of it. He finally had Jasmine, the hot stripper
from across the hall, in his bed. Who cares if she wasn’t feeling well…
you love zombies as much as I do, check out the first 4 books of my series
Zombies…The Beginning of the END here:
always, there are other Authors working on the same thing, and you need to
check out their work as well. I am sure their take is much sexier than mine.
Check them all out here: Will Blog
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