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

After a few minutes of stunned silence, the angry mob was no longer angry, and they filed out of Wu Bai Hee's house like the good little idiots they were.

Closing the door behind them, she twisted the lock and leaned against the door, breathing out a sigh.

If they were looking for someone to kill, it was best that she focus their attention on someone she wanted dead. Like that fucking Angel.

She snorted at the name. Who would ever accept that as a nickname? Clearly, that woman was more than a bit narcissistic.

Whatever, she was no longer her problem. The mob would go next door, pull her out of Bin An Sha's home, and execute her.

"Since when have you been speaking to a God?" asked an amused voice from the kitchen.

Suppressing her groan, Wu Bai Hee turned her attention to the woman leaning against the counter, two baskets of fruit in front of her.

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