"I believe in whatever gets you through the night...Night is the hardest time to be alive ... and four A.M. knows all my secrets." - Lost Souls Jessica Steele thinks she's experienced the worst of being famous. Harry Styles thinks his path in life is set in stone. Both are horribly wrong. **Make sure you've read Reckless before reading this story. * I DON'T OWN ANY SONG/LYRICS USED IN THIS STORY. ALL CREDIT IS DUE TO THE ORIGINAL AUTHOR/WRITER. THEY ARE ONLY USED FOR FILLER AND IMAGERY PURPOSES. I DO NOT OWN THEM OR TAKE ANY CREDIT FOR THEM. [highest ranking: #43]

Danger surrounds every part of the world now. Humans are scared to leave their hideouts. There are a few supplies that won't last for long. Blood is scattered everywhere. Fear is coursing everyone. The infected are increasing in number. What you say, will they be killed before they destroy the human genre? Or will they rule the world of the humans with their unbelievable thirst for blood? All Rights Reserved To GirLegend99 © 2015 I don't allow translations, so any message of you asking me will be deleted or possibly ignored.

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