Rebirth in the Apocalypse: Third Time's a Charm
What do you do when four men come into your life and completely turn it upside down? No, seriously, I have no idea. All I wanted to do was hide away on my ranch with no one to bother me, but apparently, they had different plans. Luckily for them, this was not my first zombie apocalypse. If they learn to listen, we might just get out of this with our lives. If not, maybe I would finally be able to rest in peace. ------ Li Dai Lu was born and raised Canadian in her first life. This meant that she was taught how to share, how to put others first and to keep the peace as much as she could. However, that all backfired in a spectacular way. Reborn in a new time and place, Li Dai Lu did her best to protect all those that she could from the zombies that were wiping out the human race. Unfortunately for her, those she rescued were not as grateful as they should have been. Killed by the very people she saved, she held her breath and waited for the calm, peacefulness of death. But the Fates were not too accommodating and our heroine woke up in her third life, a year before the zombie apocalypse. This time she would live life on her own terms and to those that disagreed... well, she would have a few words for them. With four men at her side, she will shed the cloak of civility and become who she was truly meant to be. This will turn into a reverse harem where she does not have to pick. There is no m/m. Other Novels: Dancing with Monsters: Ongoing Star's Ships: Brand New! Ongoing! Discord: Sakura#6289 Discord Channel: https://discord.gg/CapanRmy Instagram: @devil_besideyou666
Don't Overfeed the Zombies
I snorted in amusement at her statement. "I hear you," I chuckled. In my first life, I wanted nothing more than to be out in the countryside, growing food and raising chickens, but instead, I was stuck in an apartment with a small balcony only big enough for two tomato plants. I couldn't even get a pet chicken because my city had a stupid bylaw against it.
"It might not be a traditional homestead, but let me see what we can do with what we have," I continued, thinking about what we could do to change an underground fight club into its own fully functioning city.
We climbed up the six flights of stairs until we couldn't get any higher and opened the door to the roof, only to be brought up short by the human male standing in front of us.
"Can I help you?" I asked, shifting my weight to hide my new friend behind me. I stared at the man. He was maybe 5'11" with 'stylish' black hair and dressed half decently given the zombie apocalypse.