Let Them Dig Their Own Graves Pt.1: Let Them Dig Their Own Graves, #1

By G.D. Blanchard

When hell can hold no more souls the dead shall walk the earth is the myth, and for Mavis Bluestone the myth has seemed to come true. Three years ago the dead returned to walk the earth and she became a leather clad gothic zombie huntress. Now with her fellow huntress Sabrina Blood they are sent to track down another legend. That of bullets supposedly made out of platinum from the gates of hell themselves, with the power to kill a zombie without needing a headshot. On the verge of finding the platinum bullets Mavis encounters a mysterious pale man and she cannot shake these strange feels inside her for him. Who is he and can she complete her mission?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Monster Spice
• Release date: May 17, 2019
• ISBN: 9781393268123

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Let Them Dig Their Own Graves

Pt.1

(A Paranormal Romance)

By G.D. Blanchard

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When hell as no more room the dead shall walk the earth.

The land was dark and wet as the midnight hour approached. The sky glowed with a light blue hue as it has done every night since the dead had begun to walk again that day three years ago, and since that day nothing has ever been the same again.

Zombies.

Zombies had returned to the earth.

The air was wet and thick with fog in this temperate climate rain forest. Large boulders littered the ground covered in a thick green moss. Water drops dripped from the leaves and pine needles. Then the soft soggy squish of wet leaves under foot. The thick eerie near unearth fog emerged a female figure in black, Mavis Bluestone. She stood about five, five with short bobbed cut black hair framing her face, her skin was super pale almost white, her upper lip was painted black with her lower lip a deep crimson red, her eyes a piercing emerald green, she wore a skin tight black leather long sleeve top with a black ridged boned corset with blue embroidering over top it's cups cradling her amble bosom, ringed around her waist was a thick black leather belt with her holsters, extra ammo clips and pouches storing the rest of her gear, below that was her black leather micro mini skirt covering just what it need to, her legs were long smooth, thin like twigs and pale as well traveling down to her black ankles high thick chunky heel platform boots with a large strap and buckle tying each of them to her feet, and finally draped over her shoulders and traveling down her back nearly to the ground and spitting into coat tails near the bottom was her black leather overcoat.

As Mavis walked further into the forest she was followed out of the fog by her zombie hunting partner Sabrina Blood. Sabrina's hair was a fiery autumn red long and wavy, her skin was pale as well with her cheeks bearing light pink rose blush to give her some color, her eyes a deep unsettling gray, her lips painted a bright red, thick black eye shadow and lashes, she wore a one piece red ruffled dress that zipped up the back, with the lace of a white ruffed petticoat peeking out from below the dress's hemline, the dress had a plunging neckline with white scalloped satin fabric running alone it's outer edge, the dress's shoulders were large and puffed out, no sleeves just a ring of white lace at the cuff of each shoulder, her upper arms were bare, and black finger-less gauntlets covered her hands and forearms, her