A review by bookgoonie
Fighting to Survive by Rhiannon Frater
4.0
If you thought The First Days was action-packed and crawling with zombies, wait till you read Fighting to Survive. Fort Ashley Oaks is settling in. They are expanding the fort cautiously and making sweeps outside the walls to collect supplies and survivors. Things are going smoothly till they rescue the resident rich guy and his high-maintenance wife. Blanche’s accommodations aren’t up to her standards. You know alive and zombie-free isn’t enough, so she pushes for the Fort into taking the hotel before they are ready. Hotel + Zombies = Horror + Death. And Rhiannon gives us a few surprises, like flying zombies. I can’t get away fast enough. *peaks through fingers* This part of the book is a horror movie on its own, but Rhiannon doesn’t stop there.
The internal Fort drama ratchets up with the addition of crazy man Calhoun, resident watchdog. He’s just trying to keep the government honest and the alien clones at bay. A few love connections are made. *touchdown* Rednecks. The fort has a few and some of them have to go show their asses forcing the Vigilante to make an appearance.
No rest for the weary. There are a few bad, bad bandits that need to be dealt some LAW. Our favorite Texans take it to them Dukes of Hazzard style (ya, I know they are from Georgia) with zombies in their wake. Frater left me with my spidey-sense all tingly thinking something epic is coming. She said she writes what she knows and I can feel it. Texas.
Zombie, Bandits, and Rednecks, Oh my!
The internal Fort drama ratchets up with the addition of crazy man Calhoun, resident watchdog. He’s just trying to keep the government honest and the alien clones at bay. A few love connections are made. *touchdown* Rednecks. The fort has a few and some of them have to go show their asses forcing the Vigilante to make an appearance.
No rest for the weary. There are a few bad, bad bandits that need to be dealt some LAW. Our favorite Texans take it to them Dukes of Hazzard style (ya, I know they are from Georgia) with zombies in their wake. Frater left me with my spidey-sense all tingly thinking something epic is coming. She said she writes what she knows and I can feel it. Texas.
Zombie, Bandits, and Rednecks, Oh my!