This is not a story about love. There is no happy ending. There is only darkness, and the struggle to avoid being consumed by that darkness. This is a story about survival. I was seventeen years old the first time I died. When I was first taken, I thought that my ending had arrived, a smirk on his mouth and bloodlust alight in his beautiful eyes. I waited to die, to be torn apart by sharp teeth and vicious hands. And I did die. I just didn't expect to wake up afterward. * WALKING DEAD GIRL is the first book in the VAMPIRELAND series *