Wood - Cia Rose Series Box Set [Books 1-3]

Wasters rely on their cannibalistic appetites to surviveand once they spot the person they wish to consume, they will hunt as a pack to intimidate and catch their victim. Not only to they have a desire to eat human flesh, they have a feral sexual appetite meaning their victims will often suffer a horrific fate before it eats them alive.

Cia remained calm, which was strange, even for her; but at the time, she was a young child with a wild imagination, and it was as if demons invading the Earth was as expected as homework, or acne, or her dads nonsensical ramblings about science. You may ask well, didnt the humans fight back? Didnt they have somewhere to go? Didnt they try to create someplace where they could hide? Yes, they did. It was called the Sanctity. A large underground fortress beneath a small dome built with some kind of impenetrable metal that had a really long name Cia had never heard of. So of course, yes, there was a place to go. A place to hide.

At least, there was for some people. The politicians and the millionaires and the bankers and the royalty with money coming out of their ears they built their new home and barricaded themselves in. Only problem was, they didnt think kindly of overcrowding, or uncomfortable living conditions, so they had to be picky. And when they were being picky, the politicians and the millionaires and the bankers and the royalty didnt pick a mixed-race bastard child with no money and no worth. Cia had learnt enough to survive in the four years since the initial attack. She was young, but not really.

She was seventeen years old, but she wasnt in the mind of a seventeen-year-old; in terms of maturity and tenacity, she was a twenty-year-old at least. She had the smartness and the survival instincts to rival anyone who tried to oppose her. She wasnt an intimidating sight petite, with black, bouncy, curly hair, and bright-green eyes that shone with innocence. But, what she lacked in physicality, she made up for in intelligence. Not intelligence in terms of reciting facts or using the Pythagoras theorem or explaining the meaning of one of Shakespeares sonnets her intelligence came from her resourcefulness. If you gave her a twig, an elastic band, and a stone, she would fashion an expertly crafted bow.

If you gave her a soggy leaf, she would create a work of art. And if you gave her a small amount of time, she would accomplish grand plans and perfect schemes that would help her avoid any of the rampaging monsters. She knew these monsters and knew them well; which included what they could do, and how to avoid them. Like I said, she didnt know how to recite mundane facts you may get taught in school but she knew the information that mattered. The Masketes were the first of the monsters she ever saw, through a news broadcast in the few hours before the BBC stopped broadcasting. Masketes are flying monsters, and they reminded her of pterodactyls long snouts, veiny wings, large in size.

But they were far scarier than pictures of dinosaurs shed seen their fangs were sharper, their claws curved and pointed, and their precision when diving on prey was uncompromising. The Thorals were the four-legged creatures. They were sturdy on their four legs and quick to pounce, but their most terrifying feature was their appearance; they would leer at you whilst salivating and drooling the blood of their previous victims. They were large enough that their potential reach was deadly but heavy enough that their thudding announced their presence long before they arrived. The Liskers were the scariest-looking creatures of them all. With long, snake-like bodies, thicker than a tree trunk, longer than numerous football pitches, and teeth that dripped a poison that paralysed their victim, meaning their food would stay still for their feast.