Take this quiz, written by Barely Alive author Bonnie Paulson, and discover your true feelings about dating a zombie.
In the event of a zombie apocalypse, would you fall for the zombie? Fight the zombie? Or hide from the zombie?
- You meet a guy that looks hungrily at you. Something red is splattered on his shirt and droplets are on his face. He reaches for you, moaning. You:
- Melt. Quite frankly any guy smart enough to choose you deserves at least a chance to prove himself. Plus, the red might mean he’s been at his mom’s and helping her paint.
- Figure he’s trying to sell something you don’t want and brush him off with a rushed goodbye and run from the area. Plus, who wants to hang with a guy who spills on himself?
- Heeyah! Slap his hand aside and then deliver a sidekick to his gut. Come on… Moaning with blood on him? No first date potential there.
- You see a group of guys staring at you and the date you’re with. They amble over and start pushing the poor dude. He doesn’t put up much of a fight. You:
- Stand on the side lines and wait for the winner to come claim his prize. Survival of the fittest and all that. Plus, dating a loser is just not hot.
- Turn and run. Your date wasn’t a complete commitment and he’s most likely not going to make it. Save yourself!
- Jump into the fray with the plastic knife and fork you had previously attacked your salad with and start jabbing at the graying skinned guys. They can’t have your date – what would you tell your mom?
- You and a group of your girlfriends have escaped the school where zombies were rumored to have overtaken the building. You’re on the football field when the captain of the football team yells out to you. You turn, the girls keep running. He comes closer, his eyes unable to focus. You:
- Smile and lick your lips. He knows your name!
- Turn and run. He can’t focus on anything, he must be hiding something.
- Wait until he gets within arm’s reach and duck, planting a solid right cross into his gut. He stumbles and falls. Kicking his butt had always been on your to-do list.
- Nothing hurts more than having your heart broken. Unless of course it’s someone eating your leg muscle. You’ve managed to get away from a group of zombies before they did any real damage. A super hot guy finds you. He doesn’t speak, lurches to the side and limps. He even drools a bit, but:
- He seems really concerned about you. He keeps sniffing your hair. You’re so glad you used that new coconut shampoo that morning.
- Something seems off. Rather than hurt any feelings by calling him on it, you make your excuses and run. Better to be alive than on a date.
- You’re not interested in any excuses. He’s going down. You already had to face a group of them, what’s one more? Kapow!
- Facing the leader of the zombies, you can’t help but say:
- “What’s the undead like you, leading a group like this?” He is the leader after all, and has all kinds of power. Powerful men have always been a weakness.
- “Where’s the fastest way out of here? I have an appointment.” He doesn’t necessarily need you there. He should know how to get out, it’s his place, right?
- “Had a good butt whooping lately?” As you slide into a kickboxing stance. Why not show your aggression up front? Intimidate him right away.
- Rain thrums down from the stormy sky. You’ve been jogging from the scream-filled arena for a few blocks, but the rain is coming down harder and harder, stinging your skin. An alcove up ahead offers some respite from the crashing storm. But there’s a zombie under there. He’s tall, dark, and possibly handsome. You:
- Slip in and try to flip the wet strands of hair from your face and neck. Nobody looks sexy when they resemble a wet dog. He might be different from the other guys, right?
- Keep jogging. Nothing wrong with a little rain. Ow! Should let up soon.
- Jog by and clothesline him. He falls. You don’t even break stride.
- Do you see things in:
- The perfect date would be:
- Anything! A date is a date is a date.
- Sitting in a safe cave with a computer, Skyping over survival rations. You can’t be too careful.
- Kickboxing class followed by target practice – seriously, who said alpha belonged to the males?
- In the heat of battle against zombies invading your town, you’re able to break away from the fighting to breathe for a moment. A guy you’ve never met before approaches. He’s holding a bottle with a fuse. He offers it with a smile, “Could you use a Molotov Cocktail?” You:
- Blush. It’s been a while since a guy asked you to have a drink with him.
- Sigh and nod. You take the bottle and yank the fuse from it. Whatever’s in it for the liquid has to be better than facing more of the undead.
- Wink. You’ve never met a more romantic man. What a gesture!
If you chose mostly As, you suffer from a slight case of necrophilia – which isn’t necessarily a bad thing, but is illegal in most of the 48 continental states. You might like long walks in the cemetery as opposed to walks on the beach, and your idea of an awesome sleep over might be sharing a tomb. Just sayin’.
If you chose mostly Bs, there’s a bit of a wishy-washiness to your ‘tude. And yet, it’s endearing that you run when faced with a gut instinct things aren’t what they seem. Hold onto that trait and you may just stay alive long enough to find out if a different kind of monster is for you.
If you chose mostly Cs, you have a severe dislike for kissing rotting skin or even tolerating most things with raging testosterone. Maybe a different kind of mythical creature is more to your liking… I hear unicorns have the market on sensitivity and vampires can take a butt-kicking and come back for more. The guy you end up with better have some kind of Kevlar vest or outfit with you around.
About the Barely Alive Series
Paul is trapped in the worst cult the United States has ever seen. Infected with a zombie virus, symptoms culminate in a dead body but thriving mind over a course of twelve weeks. If he doesn’t earn the final death he longs for, he’ll be chained in a basement facility, moaning for human flesh for eternity.
Sent out to kidnap girls for food, toys, or whatever the boss wants, Paul nabs Heather McCain. He’s not a fan of humans as a general rule, but even his graying skin and insatiable hunger for her flesh don’t stop her from reaching out to him. Give him the second chance he doesn’t know he needs.
Overcome by his cravings, Paul bites her delectable skin. Amazingly, she doesn’t develop the zombie-like side effects. When the boss discovers Heather’s immunity, he gives Paul an ultimatum – deliver up Heather and her family to continue the research or watch as Paul’s brother suffers the zombie fate.
Paul has a chance to endure his short zombie existence knowing his brother is safe. But he’ll have to sacrifice Heather to do it.
Genre: New Adult (There are adult themes and strong language.)
Paul’s hopes ride on Heather’s genetic code. Her immunity leaves her unchanged and untouchable. What would she see in the zombie he was becoming anyway?
Dominic’s army of infected grows, capturing the south and leaving little alive in its wake.
While Paul and his friends work on the vaccine, protecting the north becomes protecting the world. Heather is taken hostage and Paul races toward Dominic to save his heart.
With his time “alive” shortened, Paul must do more than protect the uninfected. He has to get his brother and Heather back to Sandpoint before the zombies find them. Paul needs to survive the upcoming war before he finds himself defecting to the other side and leaving Heather to Dominic’s mercy.
He has three days to get the cure or he might as well find a fire to call home.
This is book #2 in the Barely Alive series. This series is sequential and should not be read out of order.
Genre: New Adult (Language and content is mature.
As his skin grays and hunger becomes uncontrollable, the world burns.
Heather and Paul have fallen for each other, but with life and death barricading them apart, and the potential cure disappearing into time, they have no hope.
Paul’s hunger is all-consuming. He has to walk into the flames, join Dominic, or eat everyone he loves.
Can he save anyone, if not himself?
This is book #3 in the Barely Alive series. This series is sequential and should not be read out of order.
Genre: New Adult (Language and content is mature.)
About the Author
Bonnie R. Paulson mixes her science and medical background with reality and possibilities to make even myths seem likely and give every romance the genetic strength to survive. Bonnie has discovered a dark and twisty turn in her writing that she hopes you enjoy as much as she has enjoyed uncovering it. Dirt biking with her family in the Northwest keeps her sane.
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