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

"Please tell me that you heard that too," I asked softly, fearing his answer. I was already more than halfway convinced that I was going insane, and hearing voices in my head would just push me that much closer to the finish line.

Rip looked down at me. I couldn't read the expression on his face, but I knew what it meant.

"Please, help me," came the voice again, this time stronger. That was when I felt it… a pull deep down inside of me. It was like a rope connected me to someone else, and they were pulling on the other end, trying to bring me to them.

Spinning around, I looked to see where the pull was strongest, no longer caring if I was crazy or not. Sometimes, the only way to find the answers you are looking for is to be brave enough to look for them.

I took a step forward in that direction, deeper into the woods.

I Won’t Hurt You