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 Ikarus remembers nothing.


One moment there was darkness and the next, there was light. However, Ikarus Kane remembered nothing.


The world he knew is gone. Waking from a coma, he finds the world as he knew it greatly changed. It is now infested with the living dead. Ikarus has one choice: find shelter and hide or risk becoming one of them.


He finds shelter in an abandoned bed and breakfast. But there is someone there already. Mikhail Jones is a man who has survived more than just the zombie apocalypse. There is something about him that sets Ikarus' body on fire and, despite knowing him only moments, he wants Mikahil desperately.


Ikarus is more powerful than he knows, however. Ikarus and Mikhail become entangled in a fight for survival where only they can save the world; only they don't know it yet. They are part of an ancient prophecy that has been set in motion.


When they find a woman named Ruthe in one of the bedrooms upstairs, with no memory of how she got there, things are only beginning to get interesting.


In a desperate race to find answers, Ikarus and Mikhail cling to the only thing that feels right: each other.


They will need the love that blooms between them if they are all to survive the night...


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Ikarus Kane's life has turned into something out of a nightmare. After a horrific car crash, he wakes in the hospital to find the world he knows greatly changed. There are no people roaming the streets, only the hungry dead that feast on flesh. Human civilization as he knows it is gone. All that exists is the need to survive. What Ikarus doesn't know is that he spent nine years in a coma. All that exists now is survival. It's either fight or be eaten and only the strong will prevail. And Ikarus is about to learn of his destiny in this new dark world, in the dead of night... Dawning of the Dead is a prequel novella that is free to read. However, it's only the beginning of Ikarus' adventure. Find out what happens before Ikarus' adventure begins with In the Dead of Night in this exclusive eBook Prequel! Read it online at Wattpad or download the eBook at Smashwords!

 

 


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EXCERPT


Chapter One


He had been running for hours when he saw it.


The hotel was small. It was more of a bed and breakfast really. There might be more of them inside, but he was willing to risk it. He had to find somewhere to hide before nightfall.


Ikarus crossed the street quickly, gravel crunching underneath his feet. Dried blood covered his face from his hairline to his cheekbones. He had not slept in days. As he approached the hotel, he prayed that it was empty.


Or that it was filled with others like him.


He tried the first door he came to, a back entrance by the looks of it. He could see the gleam of stainless steel, the sheen of white tile, through the windows on either side of him. Both windows were still intact, which was good. It meant that they hadn't found it yet.


That they hadn't been here. He would smell them if they had already been here, that much he knew. As Ikarus turned the doorknob, he heard a sound behind him. His body tensed automatically, listening, waiting.


He heard a man's voice cry out, somewhere close. Then the sound of a high pitched wail that no human should be able to make. It was a primal sound, a shiver of noise that sliced into him.


Though he could not hear it, he could imagine the hungry sounds that followed.


Suppressing a shiver, he waited for another moment. This was key. If they were close, he would hear them. He had to be ready. He knew this. If he was going to stay alive, he had to pay attention.


The door knob turned in his grasp and he stepped quickly through the door. He was in a kitchen of some sort, stainless steal gleaming in the half light. He was congratulating himself on a faultless entry when he was grabbed from behind. A hand wrapped around his throat and another held something sharp against his stomach. His body tensed again.


"You have five seconds to convince me to let you live." A rough voice said.


"I'm not one of them." Ikarus said.


"I can see that."


"Then why are you still holding me like this?"


"Did you lead them here?"


The rough voice deepened and, despite himself, Ikarus felt himself grow hard. "No," He said. "I wasn't followed, they didn't see me coming."


"You don't know that." The voice said. It was a man's voice, deep and low, like whiskey over ice. "They don't just wander blindly in the streets, you know."


The man who held him captive pulled him closer. The point of the knife dug into the skin of Ikarus' left side, even as his cock reacted to the feel of the man's muscular body, pressed against his own.


"I don't know what else you want me to tell you." Ikarus said. "I think we got off on the wrong foot here. I was just looking for a place to hide."


Ikarus was relieved when the man pushed him away. He fell to the ground and winced as pain ran through his bones, flaring where the knife point had made contact with his skin. He felt blood begin to pool underneath his t shirt.


"I'm sorry." The man said. Ikarus looked at him for the first time. His eyes traveled up the man's long and lean body. He had a trim stomach, muscular chest and broad shoulders.


"It's okay." Ikarus said. "I would have done the same."


"No," the man said. "It's not okay." He moved closer, bent down and gave Ikarus his hand.

"I shouldn't have hurt you."


He pulled Ikarus up and Ikarus felt his cock harden further. As he stood completely, the most beautiful man in existence came into focus before Ikarus' eyes. The man was gorgeous with long dirty blond hair that glowed with hue and light. Blue eyes that glowed like the sky as it had been before, beautiful and endless, looked at him with concern.


"Are you okay?" The man asked.


Ikarus nodded yes. Then shook his head no. "I think I'm badly hurt." He whispered.


"They'll smell the blood." He felt tears slide down his cheeks. "I'm sorry." He said.


"Shit." The man moved away from Ikarus, moving towards cupboards. Ikarus watched as he took out bleach, a bucket and a scrub brush. "Say, turn on the water, will you?"


Ikarus did so, turning the hot water as far as it would go. It had been a month and it was always a small miracle that there was anywhere left with hot water. The taps gushed, good and hot.


As the water sluiced into the bucket, the man looked at him again. "What's your name kid?" he asked.


"Ikarus."


The man was quiet for only a moment, but the silent beat seemed to resonate between them. "I'm Mikhail." He grinned. "Now take off your shirt."