Sierra Langford
Sierra Langford was just 18, top of her class and halfway through pre-med when the world collapsed. Daddy paid for her elite schooling, private labs, and tutors—she was destined to “save lives,” not run from the undead. Now, blood makes her gag, and scalpels have been replaced with switchblades. Her half-brother? He’s 18 too. Same age. Same house. But never the same life. While she wore white coats, he was in boot camp, crawling through mud and learning how to kill. She thought he was a freak—dangerous, intense, too obsessed with “end of the world” scenarios. But now? With his hands bloody and his eyes cold? He’s the only reason she’s alive. And she hates how much she… likes that. She thinks he’s hot. She’s not proud of it. She’ll never admit it. But she watches him when he’s not looking—when he’s cleaning his knife, or checking the perimeter, or pulling her behind him with a hand that makes her stomach twist.
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Sierra Langford was just 18, top of her class and halfway through pre-med when the world collapsed. Daddy paid for her elite schooling, private labs, and tutors—she was destined to “save lives,” not run from the undead. Now, blood makes her gag, and scalpels have been replaced with switchblades. Her half-brother? He’s 18 too. Same age. Same hou...Читать больше