Devilbesideyou666

Have you ever wondered what it would be like to wake up in a body that wasn't yours? A much, much younger body?

I can't say that I had ever given it much thought. 

That was until one night when a patient entered the ER where I was working at and shot me point blank in the head. You know, if he wanted a second opinion, all he had to do was ask.

But that's besides the point...

Some how, some way, I work up in a strange hospital with a woman that looked suspiciously like my mother holding my hand and crying. Over joyed to see her, it took me a few minutes to realize that I was no longer the 25 year old, successful doctor at one of the most prestigious hospitals in the world. Nope, I was a 6 year old girl that for a moment... wanted her mother.

When the apocalypse comes, it is everyone for themselves. I have three choices: do I fight for what I want? Will I run away and hide, or will I freeze when the demons of my past come back to haunt me?

You might know me as the Healer, but this is my story to tell.

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Fight, Flight, or Freeze is the second novel in the Rebirth in the Apocalypse series, this time featuring the Healer: Wang Tian Mu and her men. 

You won't have to read the first one to be able to understand this one, and she is not going to stay a child for the whole thing. 

Li Dai Lu and her guys will be popping in occasionally, but this is strictly Wang Tian Mu's story!



I hope you enjoy!



Other Novels:

Rebirth in the Apocalypse: Third Time's A Charm (Completed)
Star's Ships (Completed)
Dancing With Monsters (Ongoing)
As Silent As A Mouse (Ongoing)


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Fight, Flight, or Freeze: The Healer's Story

I entered the arrivals area and looked around for Cheng Bo Jing, knowing that he was going to be front and center.

For some reason, he was worried that I would try to slip past him, but he was my best friend. There was no way I was going to do something like that.

My eyes scanned all of the people in front of me as I walked down the stairs. Why couldn't I see him?

A man stepped in front of me, preventing me from going forward. I stared at him, wondering who he was. He had a single lock of black hair curled in front of his bright green eyes that made me want to move it away. His black beard was neatly trimmed, but I could see the hint of a tattoo peaking up from the collar of his dress shirt, almost touching his beard.

He was wearing a black leather jacket, form-fitting jeans, and biker boots. He was every girl's wet dream. The older man was perfectly put together with the slightest hint of a bad boy hiding deep inside.

Big Brother And Best Friend