I have to say, other than the genre of the book (we all know how much I love zombies), the name is what first drew me to the book. You have to admit, it's a pretty clever name of a book. Kudos to the author for being so brilliant.
The book started out with a hard cock. No really, it did. You can imagine just how attention drawing that would be. It definitely woke me up (and by me, I mean my libido), and at eight thirty on a Saturday morning, that is a feat usually only achieved by a minimum of three cups of coffee and sugary donuts. Since I've limited my coffee intake, this doesn't happen often.
During a zombie apocalypse, most survivors scavenge for food, weapons, and other staple items necessary for, well, surviving. Riley makes sure he has pretty nail polish and guyliner. Riley was an interesting character. He became irritated when Graham treated him like a child, but he was also deathly afraid of leaving shelter. Not that I blame him, who would want to go outside where scary dogs and dead cannibals roamed the streets? He was also the more feminine of the two and proudly gay, even before the apocalypse. Graham, not so much.
Graham is the manly man, the top, and was a two time divorced father before the apocalypse. He's so lovable in the way he's fiercely protective of his boy, Riley. My insides become warm and gooey at Alpha males, and Graham was no different. The only thing I have to say, from a man to go from straight to in love with a man in only three months, it doesn't seem very realistic. But then again, you never know how you'll feel when it's the end of the world.
This was a great, short read for all fans of post-apocalyptic romance and M/M.
All that's keeping Riley from the man he's falling in love with is the ruins of a city filled with half a million dead cannibals.
Strangers, Riley and Graham sheltered together in a basement storage unit when the zombie outbreak slammed into the world three months ago. They lived through the first blast of the plague, but they may not last much longer among survivors scrambling for dwindling resources. They agree to hike from the city and to the safety of the mountains.
They don't count on the storm they hoped would cover their exit developing into a Nor'easter, though, and they sure don't think their visibility will shrink so badly that they'll have to hike into the leading edge of a zombie swarm, either. In the chaos of escaping the ravenous horde, they are separated, with Graham racing toward feral dog packs to the east and Riley sprinting to hostile survivors hunting them to the west.
Nobody said finding and keeping a quality guy (alive) during the apocalypse would be easy.