The end of mankind has finally come, in the least spectacular way. When pen-pals Neri, a Canadian, and Eleni, an American, finally meet each other in the flesh for the first time, they believe it's the happiest day of their lives. That is, until planes fall from the sky, a virus spreads like wildfire, and mushroom clouds of flame fill the sky. Why? Because of one thing the media never released: the DED virus. Similar to other zombie-like infections, DED does three things: infect, reawaken, and devour the living. After learning of possibly the only safe place on the continent, Florida and all other states and countries become overridden by the Restless and insignificant to survivors. Eleni and Neri are going to embark on a daring trek all the way from Florida back to the Canadian border, where the remainder of the survivors have relocated. Will they be able to make it alive, or will they both die trying? ©2013 by E. Barnes.

Amber Collins is a typical depressed teenager. She despises her body, her school, her past and her peers. As this fourteen year old gets put-down on a daily basis, she copes with her depression by isolating, limiting calories, and self harming. One unusual day, Amber's mom finds out about her scars and admits her to Westman Psychiatric Hospital. There, she meets Ethan Quinn: The boy everyone in town thought was dead. When Amber gets to know Ethan, she feels a connection; one that she's never shared with another person in her entire life. Will these two depressed outcasts manage to fight through the state of temporarily living in a mental hospital filled with drama, disgusting food, and instability? And will Amber's constant state of insecurity ever conclude?

I woke up in a lab. I don't know anything about myself and I'm not sure that I want to. I don't even know my own name, or what I'm doing here. There are other children here, too, some younger than me and some that are older; but none of them are...normal. We are all different in some way. I'm the only one that can talk and I probably will be the oldest as well. They usually live for a week at the most. We're usually caged, and we only leave the dark room when they want to experiment on us. Or kill us. The evil people call me their Ultimate Specimen that could change the world... But I'm just a girl who doesn't have an inkling of anything before this torture. The men and women here call me dangerous, harmless, a secret, a solution. I don't know what any of it means, but they continue their work and experiments on me. Why am I so fascinating? Why am I here? If you want to know what is happening behind your backs, then you must read this. I don't know many things at all, but I do know that I will somehow escape. Never to come back. ©2013 by E. Barnes.