A Sexy Wild Ride into the Dark Heart of the Zombie Apocalypse.

"I've always wanted to write an action-packed zombie book filled with humor, horror, and of course—a red hot romance. My latest release is a sexy wild ride of a novel that takes you straight into the heart of the zombie apocalypse." —Jillian 

Setting: Sometime in the near future, 190 kilometers SE of Zaatari Refugee Camp, Syrian Desert, Jordan

Backstory: It took less than six weeks to turn seventy-five percent of the population of the Middle East into the walking dead. Another fifteen percent took their own lives before contracting the pathogen. "That left the rest of us hanging on by our fingernails. Radio reports from the region called us survivors—like we were some bloody reality TV show." —Lizzy Davis 

Here's the back cover blurb: The zombie apocalypse is on, and Lizzy Davis is determined to survive any way she can. As a surgeon, she’s used to saving lives; not cutting into the basal ganglia to make sure the patient stays dead. When the refugee camp is overrun by zombie hordes, Lizzy manages to escape only to run into Black Hawk pilot Chris Oakley in the middle of the Syrian Desert.

Lizzy and Chris fight off zombie attacks as they make their way toward a joint military air base northeast of Kirkuk. Just one problem, they’ll have to pass through the drone-patrolled DMZ— Dead Meat Zone. To get there, they form uneasy alliances with French-Arab commandos and a black ops interrogator who’s slowly rotting before their eyes.

Along the way, Lizzy and Chris manage to find time for each other—the sizzling red-hot lovemaking kind of time. And who knows? They might have a chance at love if they live long enough. 

Warning: Features red hot to erotic love scenes.

Meet the Characters

Greetings from the z apocalypse.

Speaking of a badass partner, Black Hawk pilot Chris Oakley, Night Stalker Spec Ops 160th Airborne SOAR.

Imagine you're out of gas in the middle of the Syrian desert, fighting zombies with a machete, and this guy shows up. 

    After his chopper is shot down by an RPG, Chris rolls into Lizzy's life on a monster Ducati motorcycle—just in time to help her fight off a zombie pod. 

   Chris jumped off the hood of the truck.“We need to fall back.”
  “Why?” I protested. We’ve almost got 'em.” He flipped down my night vision goggles.
   Chris reloaded the M4 and the two pistols, while I scanned the surrounding desert. “Nothing—no wait.”
   Several new pods were coming in fast.
   “At least two dozen biters. Crap—we’re doomed.”
   “Not if we fight from higher ground.”
     He grabbed my hand and we scrambled up the rise toward the motorcycle. “Maybe we ought to take off on the bike?” I asked.
   Chris dug into a saddlebag full of ammo. “Our food and water is in the truck, along with your clothes and a medical kit. He looked up and flashed an irresistible smile. “Man up, Lizzy, we can take these guys.”

Make love, not war—unless it's zombies.

Lizzy Davis, M.D., has survived for three days alone in zombie infested territory.
   “I angled low and parallel to the ground to keep the blood spray out of my eyes. Three strikes usually does it, but not always. I've had to chop away at some brains, especially when I'm tired. I sucked in air, and moved onto the next z, and the one after that. Comic book fight sounds come to mind as I hack my way through undead bodies. Wap! Thwack! Splooge! It helps.

    Barroom-Boom-boom. 

    Between swings of the machete, I glanced north. A dust cloud raced along the ridge in the moonlight. Too fast for zombies and the wrong decibel level, but different enough to roust me out of my blood lust.

    Before I could hack into the next crawler, a violent sting of air ripped through the sleeve of my t-shirt. Bullets are eerie that way—a nanosecond layer—pass-zing! The bullet buried itself in the wriggling carcass behind me. 

    I kicked the biter off and spun around.

    A dust cloud in human form returned my curious gaze.

    Male. U.S. military. Possibly attractive, hard to tell, a faded bandana covered his lower face. Between the scarf and the helmet, watery eyes smudged with road grime, narrowed.  

    I stared fixedly at the intruder with a gun. It was too dark for him to see my cheeks turn red. But that didn't stop me from suffering a moment of extreme self-consciousness. I wore a cut-off T-shirt with a hole in the sleeve, skivvies, and combat boots. And oh yeah, a military issue utility belt straddled my hips. Without a mirror check, my guess was more Wrecking Ball Miley Cyrus than Tomb Raider Laura Croft. 

    Zombies didn't give a shit about me in my underwear, but this guy was a far cry from undead. 

    Blood dripped from the tip of my machete. 

    I pointed the blade at him. "Stay the hell away from me."

Readers will also encounter a cast of eccentric supporting characters, including: Deranged, black ops CIA zombie lord, Ivan Ivanovich. Milky gray eyes sparked to life and roamed up and down my body like he had x-ray vision. "I don't always remember whether it's Ivan or Ivanovich, so I use both." He seemed to find his memory loss amusing.

Finally, there are the zombie hordes, which include hybrids, from zombie bats to smart cyborgs with lizard brain implants. And something else much more terrifying:
    Ka-boom! 
    A blue haze hung in the air and there was an acrid, chemical smell. Ten feet away, Chris and Ivan crouched behind a table they'd turned on its side and made into a barricade. I backed off and plastered myself against the wall. What where they up against? Terrorists? U.S. Army? Qatar's finest?
    Chris and Ivan both turned at once and fired at—something—but what was it? I saw nothing. Nothing but smoldering carpet and broken windows. Wait. Something was moving out there. A shimmer in the fog of debris particles…

Coming Soon: EAT, SLAY, LUZT available in print! For a limited time,

 get the ebook version for $1.99 at Amazon

A word from Jillian about the giveaways: EAT, SLAY, LUZT will be available in paperback February 24th. I'm currently proofreading the print version and have ordered a few extra copies. I have three signed copies to offer GLIAS readers! 

Commenters: I've sprinkled excerpts throughout this post. Find the answer to one of the following questions and you will be included in the raffle for the following prizes: One lucky reader will win a $25 Amazon Gift Card. Three readers will win a signed copy of EAT, SLAY, LUZT. And three lucky readers will get their choice of the following cool zombie patches:

Here are your questions: 1. How many weeks did it take to turn 75% of the population of the Middle East into zombies? 2. What make of motorcycle was Chris riding when he came across Lizzy fighting zombies in the desert? 3. Why does the deranged zombie lord call himself Ivan Ivanovich?

Answer one question or you can answer all three and get three chances to win these prizes! Remember to include your contact information along with your answers in comments. Good luck!  

STAY  ALIVE.  STAY HUMAN.

Get Lost in the Bad Boys Undercover Series by HelenKay Dimon

Under the Wire

The Bad Boys of the Alliance—a top-secret military security agency—are back for more in HelenKay Dimon’s sexy, action-packed series.

Only one thing could pull Reid Armstrong away from a vacation he’s earned with every muscle in his finely honed body—learning that his former fiancée has disappeared on a top-secret science expedition in the middle of nowhere. Second chances don’t come often in Reid’s business, and he needs to prove his worth to Cara Layne or die trying.

Waking up to find her camp destroyed and her colleagues missing, Cara is a walking target. She can’t trust anyone, least of all Reid. Even if his skills get them out alive, he’s a heartache waiting to strike twice. Yet being in close proximity proves their connection burns hotter than ever.

The body count is rising, the enemy is getting closer, and soon Reid will be right back in the position that cost him everything—forced to choose between the woman he loves, and the job that’s his only hope of saving them both . . .

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Read an excerpt from Under the Wire

Cara Layne woke on a scream. The noise rumbled to life inside her chest but choked off as her eyes snapped open. Her muscles jerked. Without thinking, she grabbed for the inside stuffing of her narrow down sleeping bag, digging her fingernails deep into the slippery material. Bunching it in closed fists, she pulled the bag even tighter around her and tried to cocoon her body for protection. From what, she didn’t know,

The weather had turned without warning. The wind built to a sick wail then faded, only to roar back to life again. It echoed around her like a child’s cry as it whipped through the campsite. To block the screeching, she pulled the bag up and against her ears. 

She could still see that black night surrounded the tent.  The chilling cold signaled early morning, but nowhere near dawn. She tried to focus, to figure out what was happening. 

Her tent mate shifted and kicked beside her. A zipper screeched. The material of his bag rustled and he said something she couldn’t quite hear over the crescendo of sounds muffled though her clogged ears. The ground shook and the air almost vibrated. 

Nothing made sense. They’d ventured out on an overnight trip to collect samples. The usual working not dangerous. They’d set down outside of avalanche and flood zones. This was the right season. The right place. Yet, dread hovered over her. The sleepy haze dragging her down refused to lift. She tried to shake off the clouding in her brain and focus on the clicked sound. A steady tapping.

What the hell was that?

Then it hit her…her teeth. Chattering. 

The tent shook as a new blast of air caught the canopy, the material flapping above her head. She pulled her body tighter into a ball. Fear rocketed through her as the nylon that promised to stay sturdy even during the most punishing high mountain expedition ripped around her. 

The howling sound finally registered. Not weather. Not animal. Human.

She lifted her head only high enough to see a dark figure pulling at the material above her. At first she thought her tent mate held their falling shelter together with his bare bands…then the blade flashed. 

Playing Dirty

As an elite Alliance agent—the joint undercover operation of MI6, the British Secret Intelligence Service, and the CIA—Ford Decker lives for the adrenaline. But when he befriends sexy property manager Shay Alexander in hopes of finding her cousin, a known national security threat, Ford crosses the line, getting to know her better . . . in bed.

After being burned by her last relationship, Shay wants to take things slow. Yet she can't keep her hands off the drop-dead gorgeous hottie who's moved into her apartment building. So when Ford's identity as an undercover agent is exposed, his betrayal cuts deep. Shay never wants to see him again, but Ford can't let her go, not when her life is still in danger. He will sacrifice everything to protect her, then be prepared to walk away from the only woman he's ever loved, even if it breaks him.

Falling Hard

After a grueling assignment with the black ops force known as the Alliance, Weston Brown is craving downtime. Instead, he's pulled into his deadliest operation, in the one place he never wanted to see again. No-nonsense and so damn hot, Lexi Turner lied to get him to her mountain clinic in Pakistan. But the threat is terrifyingly real.

Lexi has been asking too many questions, drawing the wrong kind of attention. As soon as she lays eyes on West, she can tell he's quiet—yet tough—and has a rescue complex which will come in handy for going up against the world's most ruthless gunrunners.

Cut off from the rest of the Alliance, Lexi and West navigate the brutal terrain and a primal sexual attraction. Sticking around has never been West's way, but now he'll use every resource to keep Lexi by his side, safe from a killer who leaves no loose ends behind.

Facing Fire

When his uncle is brutally murdered, Josiah King knows that business just got personal. His uncle's ties to the Alliance can mean only one thing: Josiah and his black ops team are targets, along with everyone they love. Primed for vengeance, Josiah is determined to unravel the plot--until long-legged redhead Sutton Dahl becomes a dangerous distraction.

Sutton is very good at uncovering other people's secrets—and protecting her own. When Josiah bursts into her life she's torn between pushing him away and asking for his help. Mysterious, strong, and much too sexy, he's a puzzle she longs to solve, and a temptation she can't ignore.

Thrown together in the face of Alliance's most lethal threat, Josiah and Sutton become unlikely partners, fighting for their lives even as the attraction between them flares into real passion. Torn between his team and the woman who means everything to him, Josiah will risk it all to save Sutton, even if that decision is his last.

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HelenKay Dimon spent the years before becoming a romance author as a...divorce attorney. Not the usual transition, she knows. Good news is she now writes full time and is much happier. She has sold over thirty novels, novellas and shorts to numerous publishers, including HarperCollins, Kensington, Harlequin, Penguin, Samhain and Carina Press. Her nationally bestselling and award-winning books have been showcased in numerous venues and her books have twice been named "Red-Hot Reads" and excerpted in Cosmopolitan magazine. She is on the Board of Directors of the Romance Writers of America and teaches fiction writing at UC San Diego and MiraCosta College. You can learn more at her website: www.helenkaydimon.com

Get Lost Under Deep Cover!

WHO IS LESLIE JONES?

Leslie Jones has been an IT geek, a graphics designer, and an Army intelligence officer. She’s lived in Alaska, Korea, Belgium, Germany, and other exotic locations (including New Jersey). She is a wife, mother, and full-time writer, and splits her time between Scottsdale, Arizona and Cincinnati, Ohio. Her books can be found at Amazon, Barnes & Noble, and HarperCollins Publishers.

THE STORY BLURB

On a secret assignment for MI-5, British SAS soldier Trevor Carswell is deep undercover with The Philosophy of Bedlam, a home-grown anarchist group responsible for several museum bombings. He's on the brink of unearthing their motives when Scotland Yard foils their latest attack. Desperate to escape, the Bedlamites take civilian hostages — among them, a woman Trevor never expected to see again.

American political analyst Shelby Gibson is stunned when she recognizes Trevor, her one-time lover, brandishing a shotgun in the lobby of the August Museum of Modern Art. He's the last man she'd ever trust, but Trevor is no criminal, and he may be her only hope of getting out of the building alive.

With the woman he once loved in serious danger, Trevor will risk everything to get Shelby to safety, even if it means blowing his cover. As they search for the truth behind the bombings, Shelby and Trevor expose the powerful, desperate man pulling the anarchists' strings... and the half-century-old secret he'll kill to keep quiet.

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WHERE IN THE WORLD IS LESLIE?

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AND NOW….

ALEXA: Is writing or story-telling easier for you?
LESLIE: Writing, definitely! I have a T-shirt that says, “I Write Better Than I Talk” for a reason. The truth is, I’m not very good at telling stories or jokes. I forget words and stumble, and there’s no backspace. Ugh!

ALEXA: Do you write while listening to music? If so what kind?

LESLIE: Absolutely! When I’m writing action scenes, I listen to Rhapsody of Fire or Thomas Bergeron. For other scenes, I listen to Blackmoor’s Night, Loreena McKennitt, and other soothing New Age music. I tend to listen to music with a pleasant beat where I don’t have to pay attention to the lyrics, which can be distracting.

ALEXA: What drew you to write in the genre(s) you do?

LESLIE: Like a lot of authors, I write what I enjoy reading. I love romantic suspense, especially those with military heroes and heroines. I love strong women and alpha males. And, of course, a happily ever after!

ALEXA: What was the first story you remember writing?

LESLIE: When I was 11 years old, I was hooked on the Nancy Drew and Hardy Boys mysteries. My first completed manuscript was a Hardy Boys-esque story about a man searching for his long-lost daughter. The manuscript was 49 pages long, and it was really, really bad. I hope I’ve learned something since then!

ALEXA: Can you tell us about a real-life hero you’ve met?

LESLIE: My real-life hero has always been my husband Kim. He’s the most honorable man I’ve ever met, with a keen understanding of military tactics and strategy. He believes in the West Point motto of “Duty, Honor, Country.” His courage awes me every day. Kim served his country for 11 years in various places around the world, to include the cavalry unit stationed in the Fulda Gap before the wall fell between East and West Germany. The mission of the unit was to delay the attack if the East Germans invaded West Germany - basically, a die-in-place mission designed to give the rest of our military time to react. He was also the commander of the intelligence unit in Belgium responsible for the BENELUX (Belgium, The Netherlands, and Luxembourg) and Western Germany.

ALEXA: What does it mean to love someone?

LESLIE: That’s a tough one. For me, love is about liking, respect, loyalty, acceptance, and a keen desire to make your partner happy. I’ve found, though, that my soulmate can’t be happy if I’m not, so I work hard to walk the path to joy. This allows him to relax and enjoy his own journey, and we meet in the middle to share our lives.

ALEXA: What’s your favorite movie of all time?

LESLIE: Hands down, The Princess Bride. It has fencing, fighting, torture, revenge. Giants, monsters, chases, and escapes. True love. Miracles. How can you beat that? The book is also wonderful. You haven’t lived until your husband reads it to you in bed at night, doing the voices and making it come alive.

ALEXA: Benedict Cumberbatch or Chris Pine?

LESLIE: Benedict Cumberbatch all the way! The man’s sheer presence and charisma leap out of the screen. And let’s not forget the allure of those fantastic cheekbones! I love the scene in Sherlock when Mrs. Hudson has been threatened and Sherlock subdues the men, then takes two steps to kneel in front of her and take her hands. It’s clear she’s precious to him - he throws the man who hurt her out of a window!

ALEXA: What’s the first book you remember reading?

LESLIE: I read voraciously as a kid. I was big into the Nancy Drew series, though. She was a strong female lead who kicked butt - what’s not to like for a little girl?

ALEXA: What’s your favorite kind of story to get lost in?

LESLIE: I love romances. I read other stories, of course, but watching two people fall in love holds a special place in my heart. And I love a man in uniform.

ALEXA: What’s your favorite kid joke?

LESLIE: How do you catch a unique rabbit? U nique up on it. Silly, I know, but it makes me giggle.

ALEXA’S GOTTA ASK, LESLIE'S GOTTA ANSWER:

WHAT’S THE MOST ROMANTIC THING ANYONE’S EVER DONE FOR YOU?

My husband Kim, knowing how stressed I was at the time, put together a Relaxation box for me. It contained bubble bath, scented candles, tiny bottles of rum, and small cans of coke. He ran the jet tub for me, making sure it was nice and hot, and brought me a book to read while I sipped rum and coke in the bubble bath.

ALEXA: What's up next for you?

LESLIE: Next up is Duty & Honor Book 4, tentatively titled Not for Fame or Glory, about a former hacker who now works for the FBI. It doesn’t have a cover yet.

 ALEXA: Finally, Leslie, got a question you'd like to ask your fans?

LESLIE: Who’s your favorite storybook hero? Heroine? Why?

THANK YOU,LESLIE, FOR VISITING US TODAY!