Claire's Apocalypse

By K.T. Rose

The world may be doomed by her mistake...unless she has the will to save it.

In the laboratories of the nation's secret Bioweapons Division, Dr. Claire Lyle houses vials that could trigger the apocalypse. After a decade of neglecting her husband and daughter to develop the virus, Claire has finally created the most infectious microbe known to man. Excited to share the news about her creation, she gives an update on the project to her new superior, only for him to demand it be destroyed.

With all hope of negotiating for the project's survival gone and a broken promise remaining where an effective vaccine should have been, Claire is forced to choose a different path, one which includes a distraught co-worker with a head full of damning secrets.

• Language: English
• Publisher: K.T. Rose
• Release date: May 10, 2021
• ISBN: 9798201084561

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Claire’s

Apocalypse

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A Zombie Horror

Short Story

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Claire’s Apocalypse

Copyright © 2021 by K.T. Rose

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The stories characters and incidents mentioned in this publication are entirely fictional.

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Written by: K.T. Rose

Cover by: Pixel Labs

Edited by: Nismeta Kabilovic, Meghalee Mitra,

Maxwell Anderson, and Shari Oitzman

About Claire’s Apocalypse

The world may be doomed by her mistake...unless she has the will to save it.

In the laboratories of the nation’s secret Bioweapons Division, Dr. Claire Lyle houses vials that could trigger the apocalypse. After a decade of neglecting her husband and daughter to develop the virus, Claire has finally created the most infectious microbe known to man. Excited to share the news about her creation, she gives an update on the project to her new superior, only for him to demand it be destroyed.

With all hope of negotiating for the project’s survival gone and a broken promise remaining where an effective vaccine should have been, Claire is forced to choose a different path, one which includes a distraught co-worker who is full of damning secrets.

About the Author

K.T. Rose is a horror, thriller, and dark fiction writer from Detroit, Michigan. She posts suspense and horror flash fiction on her blog at kyrobooks.com and is the author of a suspenseful short story series titled Trinity of Horror, an erotic thriller novel titled When We Swing, and A Dark Web Horror Series. She also writes supernatural and paranormal horror novels and short stories.

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Copyright

About Claire’s Apocalypse

About the Author

Claire’s Apocalypse

Netted Book 1-The Beginning

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Claire’s Apocalypse

Claire’s hands trembled, sending a few drops of coffee from her mug onto the bright tabletop. Silently losing the battle with her nerves, she set the mug down. She grabbed her quavering wrist and glared around, baffled at General Bosco’s choice for their meetup. The Mom-and-Pop diner, Manny’s, sat on the outskirts of Richmond, Virginia. Half walls and huge windows, a sea of warm sunlight splashed the burgundy leather booths, painting them orange.

A violent chill tore through her when her nervously twitching thigh grazed the side of the briefcase that was taking up the seat next to her. She didn’t look at it. She simply scooched over, offering up space between her and the package.

Desperate to ease her nerves, Claire gathered that he had picked this place because of the location; it was a safe distance away from DC and Maryland, but still too close for her comfort. It was too civilian. Her heart slammed against her chest whenever a stranger shuffled by, making a way behind the young, smiling server, to a stool at the counter or one of the four booths against the sunlit windows. Whenever a passerby made brief eye contact, Claire suffocated in a heavy blanket of remorse as her insides went cold. They were lucky to be normal; they were simple people having a bite to eat at a diner, early on a Wednesday morning.

Not her. The idea of eating anything made her gut fold.

Claire closed her eyes, sucked in a deep breath, and cleared her mind, shutting out the cold shoulder Joel had passed her as she left the cabin that