Novels by Laine Queen

Next book coming soon... Missing youthChapter ????: Inmate 0214The low hum of chatter within the other cells echoed and boomed but I remained laying on m- bed facing the wall. footsteps approached my cell and stopped.Knocks on the cell bars made it apparently clear that they were trying to get my attention.“Rise and shine prisoner, today's your lucky day.”I rolled over clearly confused…“Wh

It was late, about eleven at night… and I was thirsty, so I rolled out of bed and noticed Gray wasn’t beside me. I strolled out of the bedroom and tiptoed to the kitchen, got some chocolate milk, and then tiptoed into the living room in an effort to find him and felt the breeze before I noticed where he was. The living room and the kitchen are connected and open. Basically, everything on the second floor is open, with no hallways, no walls, just a few well-placed pillars, three closed-off bedrooms, and a wall of windows normally covered by a curtain that hides the balcony. But now it was pulled to the side and the curtains were billowing in the refreshing nighttime breeze. The breeze made my oversized shirt billow as well, raising goosebumps on my bare legs, my sleep shorts not doing much to protect me from the breezes' brisk bite.He was st

Gray kissed me goodbye and left to help set up and start the party and sighed the stress away.I don't like parties. What am I going to do? What will I wear?Julian stepped out all dressed up with a black suit, red button up, and gold tie with a gold with red trim lapel. I smiled because that meant that he was matching Gray’s tieWell, that solves color. Now to look for style.“Look at you. You look really official. You both do.”

I went out to get her a phone now that it was safe for her to be left somewhere alone, but not before helping tend to her foot. I returned and helped her set it up and ran to get her sim card that I had saved until now. Her apps would be gone but the phone numbers saved on it would be on there, and that was good enough for her. Ludo's ankle was fine within hours, but I still decided to have her elevated and ice it before getting some sleep and seeing if it was still okay in the morning. I put her in the guest bedroom just so she can sleep without worrying about her ankle getting kicked or reinjured. Of course, this didn’t last long. I expected it wouldn't. Somewhere about midnight, she came knocking on my bedroom door and I welcomed her in with a warm smile. “My ankle feels fine…” “That’s good… but why are you here?” I knew damn well why. “I was just lonely… is it okay if I sleep with you for the rest of the night?” She seemed so innocent and shy about it. “Sure, I don-” “I’m so

The cuffs were uncomfortable, but I had no choice but to sit and endure it seeing how I tried to run away earlier. They droned on about something up in the front but if it was aimed at me, I wasn't paying much attention or listening to them I needed to think of a good way out of this but no matter how I looked at it I didn't see a good or easy way out of this. So, I just gave in. We reached the heavy-duty police station connected to the back of the prison and I was processed and put into an interrogation cell where they questioned me. I gave as little as possible, but I guess I brought something up that they didn't know, and all hell broke loose. “Wait! Did you say you would sell the girls?” “I heard that too.” Fuck.

Ludo had just left, and I couldn't help but feel useless. While she was in the hospital and after she returned from the hospital, small, unexpected touches make her jump, and Any mention of those who have caused harm to her, and she becomes cold and bitter. She feels so distant but when her brief glances at me turn into longing stares I can tell she wants to be the way she was before the tragedies.I notice that I’m constantly stopping myself from touching her, I never realized I did it so much. But I've been giving her plenty of time to shy away before each touch and giving her the option to be held or touched if and when she wants it… but watching her freeze up or randomly start to cry has been destroying me. I want her to be comfortable and happy when she's with me, but I've been feeling so confused.

The remainder of my recovery days were normal and as laid back as living in an apocalypse can get. Of course, we had some scares with crashing and banging on houses in the ass crack of dawn as if all those little shits collectively decided to stampede down or up the slope with the zoomies. I don't fully understand what they do… but Treys has been watching them so he probably knows… I'm too afraid to ask and the fact that he hasn't told me yet means he either doesn't know either or I'm right and he doesn't want to worry me. Either way, it was a monotonous schedule of eating, watching some shows with Tray while charging the solar chargers, bringing the solar chargers in, shower, sleep, eat, repeat over and over until I recovered properly. But the night before the plan was to be carried out, was tense. We were both on edge and couldn't sleep but we needed

Trey nudged me awake asking if he could have his arm back so he could finally go pee, so I lifted my head and felt him roll out of bed. For a few moments, I laid in silence and waited for him to return to the bedroom. By the time he came back I was now sitting up and rubbing the sleepiness out of my eyes but I was slowly falling back to sleep just doing that so I guess my rubbing isn't working. “Morning sleepyhead…” he chucked “… how’d you sleep?”You could hear the sleepy daze in his voice while he stretched and yawned. “I slept fine.” I yawned again, this time I was a bit less tired. I used the bathroom and returned to the room limping a bit due to my hips still hurting a bit. “Are you feeling okay?” &n

It was only when night hit that we started to feel the cold. I pulled in the solar-powered chargers for the night and put them away making sure all of the electronics were off and put away. Trey occasionally shivered while he sat on the edge of the bed waiting for me to climb under the covers. I knew that if I asked him to move under the sheets with me before I lay down, he would deny it so I climbed under the blankets and waited a minute, he was shivering a bit so I proceeded to put my plan into motion. I pretended to shiver a few times before saying anything. "Trey, I'm cold… can I steal some of your body heat?" He blushed before getting off the bed and climbing under the sheet with me without saying another word. "I don't know how much heat I have to steal but you can definitely try… but be careful I might att

The door swung open, and he seized my hand kissing it. "Are you ready for our date?" I melted a bit and smiled "I've been waiting all day for this." I winked, He laughed as he slowly walked me into the room and had me take a seat on the right side of the bed then he walked to the other side and took a seat himself shooting me a giddy smile. "I have this pocket projector from when we had a blackout at school and thought it would be a good idea to watch a funny movie." He turned on the projector and played the movie. I looked over at Trey and ended up seeing all of the electronics plugged up across the room. "Why are they charging? Are they dead?" He paused the movie and looked over at the wall. "No, not all of them, but s

When that was done, I started checking under the couch and in between the couch cushions... only finding change and a phone charger... that's when it hit me."We have power, right? and gas?""Yeah?" He obnoxiously whispered while checking the cabinets. I then turned to the TV and muted it, turning the volume down to a low hum while it took its time to flash to life. Trey heard this and came walking over."Bored of looking around?" I rolled my eyes and navigated to the News Channel. He then nodded in understanding, and we watched as the broadcast filmed an empty chair and words panning across the bottom of the screen.Stay. Indoors. Stay. Safe. God. Bless...I sucked my teeth and rolled my eyes. I expected information on what was happening

I woke to a splitting headache and a dim room. Panic made my blood run cold when I noticed I was on a bed. My shoes and my jacket were gone too. I looked around to notice I was in the second room on this floor. I strained my eyes further to see the supplies in the center of the room and a few cans of food and drinks were on the nightstand. The pot of water I filled earlier today was also with the food.My eyes scanned the room and found Trey sitting with his back against the door, the wooden club within reach, and a blanket draped over his shoulders. He was sleeping seated in the fetal position. I felt an overwhelming amount of guilt sitting on my chest. I looked at my hands and noticed they were clean from the zombie blood then I reached up to feel my wound only to feel a bandage instead, I quickly stood up, walked over, and tapped Trey. He opened his eyes and stared in a daze for a moment before snapping