Love Reawakened by @ShelliRosewarne #NewRelease #zombies

Today I have Shelli Rosewarne here to talk about her brand new release, Love Reawakened.


Hi Allie, and thanks so much for having me over to visit. I’m really excited today as it’s release day for my zombie-themed novella, Love Reawakened. Trust me, I’m more surprised than anyone to have written a zombie story, I’m probably the biggest horror wuss you’re ever likely to meet. It took years for my friends to convince me to watch Walking Dead, (well, Daryl might have helped with the convincing part) and even now I have to cover my eyes at the icky bits!

At the end of the day though, the zombie element is only a small part of the story. For me, a story is all about the characters and Love Reawakened all started when the main characters spoke to me, and when you have a sassy witch and a rather drool-worthy necromancer asking for attention then you can’t really say no 😉 There’s also magic, romance, action and a zombie cat called Mittens (hey, he doesn’t shed, maybe it’ll catch on?), so hopefully something for everyone. I really hope you check it out.

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For Emma Strachan, raising zombies is all in a day’s work. A girl has to pay the bills somehow! But when what should be a simple raising goes horribly wrong, Emma is forced to ask for help from the one man she swore never to see again.

Garret is used to being a loner, as a necromancer he works best that way and frankly, with the dangers he faces every day, it’s easier not to have to look out for anyone else. When Emma shows up on his doorstep desperate for help, he vows to ignore the raging attraction between them – after all a pretty, fun-loving witch has no place in his world.

Can Emma and Garret put aside old resentments in order to try and defeat a zombie unlike anything they have seen before? When the dust settles, can they count on any future between them?




Shocked gasps came from behind her, but the vibrations were already running through the ground. Quickly, she smeared the blood around the edges of the circle. The energy was rising now, waves spreading out as the hairs on her arms stood up, and tiny tremors ran through the soles of her shoes. She drew a final symbol in the blood on the gravestone itself, the rough stone grazing her fingers and making the lines awkward.

“Patrick Connell, rise. Come from your grave at my command. Rise from your sleep at my bidding.”

The earth in front of her practically bubbled, then it parted, and a tall figure emerged. Neil let out a strangled shriek behind her, but her attention stayed focused on the corpse in front of her. He was newly dead and perfectly preserved. In fact, gazing at him, you would barely know the difference if you saw him walking down the street. She was quite proud. She didn’t do this spell much, but this was a damn good raising!

“Patrick Connell, you have been raised at my command. You will do as I say and nothing more, bound to me by blood and magic. Do you understand and obey?”

The corpse looked at her, surprising clarity in his deep blue eyes. She didn’t think she’d ever raised one this ‘new’ before, and it was actually a little disconcerting how alive he appeared. He’d obviously been a handsome man, tall with broad shoulders, thick dark hair, strong jaw, and quite startling eyes. Then he opened his mouth and said a single word.



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