Vickie: Dr. by day. Zombie Hunter by night (Book 1)

Vickie: Dr. by day. Zombie Hunter by night (Book 1)

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By:  Eileen Sheehan, Ailene Frances, E.F. Sheehan  Completed
Language: English
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When Dr. Vickie Anderson moves to a small town to become their local physician, little does she realize what awaits her. The sweet and sexy man she falls in love with turns out to be a vampire, the kind and wise woman she becomes good friends with turns out to be a witch, and the local "hottie" sheriff is a zombie hunter! But, then, so is everyone else she knows. Swept into a world she never believed could exist, Vickie must decide whether she has what it takes to live as a doctor by day and a zombie hunter by night.

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Chapter 1

I can’t remember a time when I wasn’t trying to help heal someone or something. As a little girl on my family’s dairy farm, I made it my mission to help my father with the care of the animals. Such was my dedication that when I found a baby bird that fell out of its nest, I took great pains to nurse it to health and see that it was able to care for itself before I set it free.Originally, I was determined to heal others the old-fashioned way, with herbs and energy work. I’d read plenty of how-to books on the subject and even taken a few online courses. When I left the farm as soon as I graduated high school and moved to find my way in the nearby city of Winchester, Virginia. I even went as far as to open my own holistic practice.It was when I attended a six-week course through the local college’s community education program on herbal remedies that I decided that it was okay to integrate herbal and energy healing wi

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Vickie: Dr. by day. Zombie Hunter by night (Book 1) is a paranormal novel by Eileen Sheehan, E.F. Sheehan, and Ailene Frances that tells the extraordinary story of a woman who finds herself in a dangerous world. Dr. Vickie Anderson decides to move to a small town as a local physician, not realizing what awaits her. The sweet, sexy man she loves is apparently a vampire, the woman she's friends with is a witch, and the sheriff is the zombie hunter! Will she be able to handle this world? Read the novel to find the answer!

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30 Chapters

Chapter 1

I can’t remember a time when I wasn’t trying to help heal someone or something.  As a little girl on my family’s dairy farm, I made it my mission to help my father with the care of the animals.  Such was my dedication that when I found a baby bird that fell out of its nest, I took great pains to nurse it to health and see that it was able to care for itself before I set it free.Originally, I was determined to heal others the old-fashioned way, with herbs and energy work.  I’d read plenty of how-to books on the subject and even taken a few online courses. When I left the farm as soon as I graduated high school and moved to find my way in the nearby city of Winchester, Virginia. I even went as far as to open my own holistic practice. It was when I attended a six-week course through the local college’s community education program on herbal remedies that I decided that it was okay to integrate herbal and energy healing wi
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Chapter 2

Wolf Junction may not have been as advanced both socially and economically as the rest of the country, but it was filled with history.  To me, this made up for a lot. The home I’d rented was an enormous Victorian style house with a gorgeous wrap around porch.  It was far too large for one person, but it had a two-room office set up with a space to act as the waiting room and its own entrance. I was of the frame of mind that having my office under the same roof where I lived would reduce my overhead.  After all, I’d built up a considerable amount of debt putting myself through school.  Fortunately, my holistic care skills paid for most of my living expenses during my years of education, but there was still the loan for the actual cost of schooling looming over me.   As luck would have it, the place came partially furnished.   So, I lived in a one-hundred plus year old house that was the size of a mini-hotel with enough
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Chapter 3

Angela McGraw was a few years older than me, but not by much.  We looked to be about the same size too, but that’s where the similarities ended. Where my hair was sleek and dark, and my skin fair and unblemished, she sported a coppery head of wiry curls and flesh so peppered with freckles that it was impossible to count them.  As my eyes traced them to the collar of her pale blue cotton blouse, I had to fight the urge to ask if they continued onto her back and chest.  I guessed they did, but that was just a guess.  I envied her those striking green eyes.  Mine were such a common brown.  I noticed that they resembled rich emerald when she spoke passionately on a subject; which was often.She’d been working as the county’s traveling social worker for five years.  It was easy to tell that she loved her job by the way she lost herself into conversing about it whenever the opportunity arose.She was less outgoing and gene
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Chapter 4

Life was going so well that I’d completely forgotten about the fact that I’d taken the job with the intention of being the savior who discovered what was causing so many deaths.  It was probably because there had been no deaths since my arrival.  That changed on the anniversary of my fifth month in town. It was a Wednesday evening. It had been a particularly grueling day with difficult and uncooperative patients.  Old man Smithson’s gout was acting up again and, of course, he had to argue with me as to what diet worked best to prevent the gout that was returning more and more frequently.  Grannie Oleson had yet another asthma attack.  As hard as I tried to convince her that she was allergic to the twelve cats she owned, I got nowhere. So, I simply treated her with herbs to help keep her passageways as clear as could be expected under the circumstances and wrote a prescription for an inhaler that Iwas certain she’d
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Chapter 5

I’d had no call to be around Zacharias Bolt before Jacob’s death.  I thought it unfortunate that I found him to be a bit odd, since his was the only funeral home for several towns and I was the recently appointed official county medical examiner. Zacharias’ family had been in stiff competition with the Crowley family for the funeral business of the area for several generations. This, along with an over-abundance of fumes from embalming chemicals were surely what lend to his unlikeable personality. The smirk on his narrow and pinched face when he inspected the remnants of the Crowley morgue while delivering Jacob’s corpse to me was an immediate indication as to the person I’d be dealing with. He wasted no time comparing his state of the art set up to my pathetic -yes, he used the word ‘pathetic’- and antiquated one while speculating on the poor workmanship that surely was produced as a result. He clearly had no
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Chapter 6

I’d spent far too much time over lunch with Angela and Peter.  By the time I got back home, it was almost four o’clock.   There was no sense in starting the autopsy when I’d have to man my office for walk-ins from six pm until eight pm.I checked my calendar for the next day and saw that it was full.  That left me no choice.  I’d have to perform the autopsy after I closed the office at eight that evening.  Since I’d had minimal sleep the night before because of a guilty conscience over my lustful actions in the presence of a dead man after working well into the night taking an inventory and moving a few things around in the morgue, I’d been looking forward to a decent night’s sleep. Hopefully I could discover what killed Jacob quickly and that would still happen.I decided to relax until it was time to run my office, so I fixed myself a cup of hot tea, grabbed the mystery I’d started a few da
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Chapter 7

With less than an hour before I had to open the office for potential walk-in patients, I decided to make a quick run to the grocery store for a few incidentals that I was about to run out of.  I was debating about buying Folgers coffee or a new organic Hawaiian blend when the handsome Dr. Thomason came up behind me.“I’d go for the Folgers,” he said in the most intimate fashion imaginable into my left ear.I could feel his breath on the back of my head as my body tingled from head to toe.  “I’ve always liked Folgers, but it’s not organic.”“I’d be careful with organic if I were you,” he offered. “That one’s fine because it comes from the United States and we have strict regulations, but a lot of the organic food comes from countries without laws to protect you.  Organic to them isn’t always organic as we see it.  You’re safer with American grown, even if it&rs
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Chapter 8

In the two hours that the office was opened for walk-in business I saw one sprained wrist that was acquired at an after-school sporting event and one ear infection. In between them I sat and chatted about anything and everything with Peter.  I found him super easy to relax around.Evelyn arrived around ten minutes after eight. Peter asked to assist me with her foot infection and, since Evelyn had no objections, I accepted his help. I listened and observed as Peter peppered her with a myriad of questions that I would have never thought to ask.  Little by little he rooted out of her tight-lipped persona that she kicked her shoes off immediately upon getting home and didn’t put them back on until she was required to for work.  There are many people who don’t wear shoes at home, so that, in itself, wasn’t the issue.  The issue was the fact that she lived in a communal environment with dirt floors and an outhouse.  This meant that, even t
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Chapter 9

It was well after midnight before Max was satisfied that he’d checked all he could for a clue as to who stole the body enough to depart.   I was exhausted.  In fact, I was so exhausted that when Peter said that he should probably call a cab to take him to his hotel instead of imposing on me to drive him there, I almost agreed.  Instead, I suggested that he stay in one of the many rooms my house possessed.I struggled to keep my body functioning long enough to supply him with some of the things I’d been taught by my parents to keep on hand in the event of unexpected guests, such as a toothbrush, toothpaste, showering supplies, and in his case, shaving supplies. He smiled appreciatively at me as he hugged his goodies to his chest and made his way to the room I’d suggested he use.  It had an en suite bathroom, as did many, so he wouldn’t have to venture back out into the hall untilhe’d slept and was refreshed. 
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Chapter 10

The day went faster than I thought it would.  True to his word, Peter lessened my load by helping me with whatever patients I felt comfortable having him see. It was both refreshing and reassuring when several of them insisted on seeing me. I know it’s silly of me to worry, but with such a large education debt looming over me, I was a little fearful of failure.  Not to mention that walking in Peter’s shadow was a bit intimidating.He kept himself busy in between patients by tending to some of the filing and making reminder phone calls to those who had appointments the next day.When the last patient left, I leaned against the door after locking it and smiled my thanks to him.  “I appreciate your help.”“We make a good team,” he said as hestood up and stretched in a cat-like manner.  “How about some dinner?”“I’m too tired to cook.”“I’ve lived
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