A
special zombie feature is here today. It’s a look at Unleash the Undead complied by Samie Sands.
During
her virtual book tour, Samie
will be awarding a paperback copy of Unleash
the Undead (international giveaway) to a randomly drawn winner. To be
entered for a chance to win, use the
form below. To increase your chances of winning, feel free to visit herother tour stops and enter there, too!
A bit about Samie:
Samie’s debut
novel, Lockdown was published by
Triplicity Publishing, and she is currently working on the sequel. She has a
degree in Media and loves to gain inspiration for her writing from travelling.
Check out her website http://samiesands.com
A bit about the anthology:
Delve
into the horrifying world of the zombie apocalypse, as bought to you by the
following authors and artists: J.L.Drake, Marina Hume, Matías Andrés Bravo
Jara, Ana Prundaru, J.H., Dale Herring, Jonny Graham, Klarissa Del Rossario,
Saadia Ammad, Akash Sagar, Rob Shepherd, Rhys Curtis-Thompson, Kayleigh
Edwards, Diego Tonini, Lachelle Redd, Victoria Pagac, Noel Osualdini, Glen
Holman, Mathias Jansson, Kyle Flack,
Ceri Matthias, Gia Berryman, Max Ferreira, Diana Alexandru, Kevin S. Hall, Art
Pic, Zoja Vladisavljevic, B.S. Purwanda and Samie Sands.
Excerpt from Unleash the Undead:
Along with the thigh-high PVC boots, Lucy was also wearing a
long-sleeved leather body suit and a pair of PVC goggles. Anna smirked; she
looked like the lovechild of the steampunk genre and a member of Marilyn
Manson.
“Well what was I meant to do? He came at me, all chompy and
toothy so I stamped in his eye.” Lucy shrugged, moving to examine a shelf
crowded with accessories.
“No, not Colin. I wouldn’t have blamed you for stamping in
that pervert’s eye even if he wasn’t one of them.” Anna replied, rolling her
eyes as Lucy found, and snapped on, a pair of leather gloves.
“He was my best customer.” Lucy grumbled.
“I mean the outfit.” Anna explained, shaking her head. “I
realise you run a sex shop whilst moonlighting as a dominatrix, but do you
really have to dress like that now? We’re in the middle of an apocalypse; you
don’t need your uniform.”
“It’s an underwear shop! And this outfit is for
practicality. It’s nearly impossible to chew through this stuff. I’ll have the
last laugh when your jeans are in tatters and your legs have been eaten off,
and there’s barely a scratch on me.” Lucy smiled, grabbing a bullwhip from the
wall and coiling it around her forearm.
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