I'd do nothing but reading if I could (ok, maybe eat some great food, buy some fancy shoes between two books...oh, and spend some quality time with the gorgeous guy I married while I am on reading-break anyway...)
This was stupid. There was no real world-building, at least not in my book. The convenient explanation was: world war III which obviously caused mutations, so that zombies and shifters arose. Yeah, sure.
Ok, this was so stupid, there was really no way that I could even try to imagine that this was a reality. It was just too stupid.
And the voluptious heroine, with the waist-length blond hair? Annoying as f*ck.
I don't want to read one more line of her inner turmoil because not everything is revolving around her.