[Teen and New Adult Zombie Apocalypse Romance] "If you would've told me the last day of our peaceful existence would be a boring Tuesday in November, I would've called you an idiot." High school senior, Casey Whitmore, is about to discover her life isn't all about graduating with honors, taking her team to the championship, or being the perfect daughter. When Casey's mother comes down with the scariest illness imaginable, she is forced to take action, but no matter which way she turns the normal solutions are unavailable. As she searches for medical treatment, Casey crosses paths with two friends who agree to help. Derek is the broody, mysterious type while Thomas is the smooth wild card. The guys couldn't be more different, but are attractive and seductive in their own way. It's not until all communication is cut off that they realize the spreading illness is no accident, and the world becomes lost in a horrific whirlwind when the dead start attacking the living. Life must go on, but with no survival skills, Casey has a lot to learn. Even though Thomas and Derek prove to be invaluable during the fallout, love is still very much alive, and emotions run wild even during the zombie apocalypse. ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE ROMANCE (FOR TEENS AND NEW ADULTS) EPISODES: 1500 to 3500 words FEATURED BY @WATTPADZOMBIES •VIRAL READS LIST •BOOK OF THE MONTH JAN. 2019 STARTED: November 16, 2018 COMPLETED: September 21, 2019 Cover Created by Me [WARNING: THIS BOOK MAY INCLUDE EXPLICIT LANGUAGE, VIOLENCE, GORE, ABUSE, SEXUAL SITUATIONS, ALCOHOL USE, AND DRUG USE.]

Poetry

A young man and a woman sit on a hilltop, doomed to watch the same scene play out before their eyes again and again. For how long? Until they remember. {Written 2013.}

This woman could have been a spy, a duchess and the lover of a young cameraman all at once. She was a conjurer of a thousand stories, each unique to every observer; the elusive face behind any tale you put to her. {Written 2013.}

"Every fairytale begins in the rain." When you run into an old bookshop in the middle of Paris to escape a storm, who knows who you might meet there. {Written 2014.}