About The Book:
Title: The Future Without Hope
Series: The World Without End
Author: Nazarea Andrews
Genre: Dystopian
Expected Publication: November 20, 2014
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Separated from Finn, captive of the Order, Nurrin has no hope left. But she has survived twenty years of zombies--and she has the unshakable faith that Finn will find her.
But Finn is a long way away. The Order's influence runs deeper than was ever suspected, and politics are shifting--and zombies may not be the most dangerous thing she's facing.
Finn always thought the war stripped him of all he had to lose. But with Nurrin missing and doors closing in his face, he realizes there is always more for the world to take--and he will drag the remains of civilization down with him before he gives up on the only promise that matters.
Excerpt:
I blink, because this isn’t the prison I expected. It’s not lavish—but it’s nicer than my apartment in Hellspawn was. The bed is wide and clean, and a small bookshelf is lined with books. A desk pushed against one wall with a high backed chair. There is a small comfortable-looking couch. I twist to stare at Amy, my confusion evident.
The Red priestess shrugs. “We don’t want you miserable, and there is more waiting than there is anything else.”
I lick my lips. “How many are here?”
Holly smiles, a beatific smile of the religious zealots. That smile will haunt me, more than the infects’ screams. “Enough that you will not be needed for years.”
Without letting me respond, she pulls the door shut and leaves me there.
I pace the tiny room, until sweat beads on my back, and sticks my tank top to my skin. Nothing happens except my legs, weak from my captivity, get shaky and I get tired. Finally, exhausted, with angry tears in my eyes, I drop on my bed and curl on the disgustingly comfortable mattress.
For a moment, I consider dragging the sheet and pillow to the floor but then I can picture Finn, and the irritated amusement in his eyes, telling me not to be an idiot as he got comfortable. So I snuggle into the pillow. “You better get your ass here soon, O’Malley.”
As I drift off, lulled by exhaustion and the warmth of the shower and finally being comfortable, I cling to the words he’s repeated to me, his eyes patient, and furious, and determined.
What’s the only thing that matters?
The tightness eases. I’ll keep you alive. I’ll keep Collin alive.
I just have to stay alive long enough for him to keep his promise.
The Red priestess shrugs. “We don’t want you miserable, and there is more waiting than there is anything else.”
I lick my lips. “How many are here?”
Holly smiles, a beatific smile of the religious zealots. That smile will haunt me, more than the infects’ screams. “Enough that you will not be needed for years.”
Without letting me respond, she pulls the door shut and leaves me there.
I pace the tiny room, until sweat beads on my back, and sticks my tank top to my skin. Nothing happens except my legs, weak from my captivity, get shaky and I get tired. Finally, exhausted, with angry tears in my eyes, I drop on my bed and curl on the disgustingly comfortable mattress.
For a moment, I consider dragging the sheet and pillow to the floor but then I can picture Finn, and the irritated amusement in his eyes, telling me not to be an idiot as he got comfortable. So I snuggle into the pillow. “You better get your ass here soon, O’Malley.”
As I drift off, lulled by exhaustion and the warmth of the shower and finally being comfortable, I cling to the words he’s repeated to me, his eyes patient, and furious, and determined.
What’s the only thing that matters?
The tightness eases. I’ll keep you alive. I’ll keep Collin alive.
I just have to stay alive long enough for him to keep his promise.
The World Without a Future (Book 1)
The Horde Without End (Book 2)
About The Author:
Nazarea Andrews is an avid reader and tends to write the stories she wants to read. She loves chocolate and coffee almost as much as she loves books, but not quite as much as she loves her kids. She lives in south Georgia with her husband, daughters, and overgrown dog.
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