Having survived three apocalypses - as if one weren't enough! - I knew how to stay alive in a world overrun by nightmarish monsters. Going on a supply run to my former workplace shouldn't have been that much of a problem. Little did I know that what awaited me in that creepy abandoned building would be more than a gun-wielding woman could handle. As in, an overbearing hunk sporting blue skin, bat wings, and a naughty tail who would fly me off to an unknown destination despite my opinion on the matter. The jerk thought a toe-curling kiss would make it all better. The. Nerve. Now I'm in a place defying even my wild imagination, and going back to my community of survivors might prove more difficult than expected. Especially when I'm being seduced into staying.