Avery is back in her hometown, after she moved away to LA with her mom. After her parents divorced her mom thought it would the best if they get away from the city. Avery Davis is 19 years old and a pretty shy person. She's always very quiet when she's around people she doesn't know and doesn't really talk to strangers in general. She can be a loud person who always makes jokes but only around people she trusts or friends. Victoria Diaz is 20 years old and the typical bad girl. She's always mean to everyone except her best friend and she always speaks what's on her mind. What happens when Avery goes to the same college as Victoria and meets her? Can Avery break her shell and will they become friends? Or even more? Or will Victoria shut her out completely? [Highest rankings] Lgbt #45 College #33 Mlm #24 Enemiestolovers #1

It was supposed to be anonymous. Just some harmless, late-night messeges on a forum. No names. No photos. No real-life complications. She was GoldTrap-mysterious, sharp, and way too good with words. I was BlueInk-awkward, sarcastic, and definitely not looking for anything. But then she made me laugh. Then she made me think. Then... she made me feel things I really shouldn't be feeling for someone I've never met. I'm Quinn. Twenty-four. Screenwriter-in-training. Emotionally a little chaotic and basically there no reason an amazing woman like her would be falling for someone like me. I've played a lot of roles in my life. But never this one. ----------------------------------------------- Late at night, I started writing letters to a stranger on a private forum-just to feel something real. She calls herself BlueInk. She's young, clever, infuriatingly honest... and somehow, she sees right through me. She doesn't know I'm Juliette Delaney-Hollywood's favorite ice queen with a face on every magazine and a life that doesn't belong to me anymore. She doesn't know that when I type, my hands shake. That when I read her replies, I smile. That I'm craving her words more than I've ever craved the spotlight. And I don't know what will happen if she finds out who I am. Because if I tell her the truth, I might lose the one person who loves me for who I really am. Not the icon. Not the actress. Just... me. But if I don't? I'll never get to feel her say my name out loud.

The girl with no wolf. An extra mouth to feed. A liability. A defenseless miscreation. Seraphina had heard it all. She had felt it all too. The bone aching bruises, the defenseless claw scratches just shy of her neck on the edges of her collarbone, she had seen it all too. It had been so long since it had started that she couldn't recall a time when the degradation was compliments and not insults. Now, it was all she ever expected. If she had known five years ago that not having a wolf would cause this much hate she would have begged her parents to move to another pack. It felt like an eternity since it all happened. Or rather what didn't happen. She still could not shift. She was defective. A mistake in the gene pool. But she didn't know she would end up like this. She couldn't have, just like she couldn't have expected to come face to face with the Alpha Slayer. A man casted in shadow. Not many had ever seen his face, but that didn't make him any less real. Alphas after all were dethroned from the likes of him. Word spreads quickly. So, when Seraphina ends up in his line of sight she has a lot more to figure out than just not having a wolf, because it very well might cost her, her life. Updated: Weekly ⚠️Mature Content⚠️ Book is completed and currently being revised and rewritten. This is book one of the For the Taking Trilogy.

"You lose everyone, that's just the way it is now. Get used to it." The new world, where blood and dirt stained your body like it was your favourite perfume. Gore, misery, and death now come with the art of survival; everything that you once knew was gone. Scar Jensen, a fighter herself, loses almost everyone she held dear to her heart, that is, until she meets an unlikely group of people. Fighting their way to survive in a world where the odds are always against you, love, tragedy, and heartbreak were inevitable. Who knew that people so different could become so close in the face of death? #1 - zombie survival 11/18/2021 & 05/08/2022 #1 - reedus 11/18/2021 #1 - twdfanfic 12/04/2021 & 04/08/2022 #1 - Daryl 01/14/2022 #1 - Daryldixon 09/05/2022 © All Rights Reserved

[MATURE] After a hate-filled one night stand, Evanna Hill is in shambles. With her perfect reputation and Rich parents' influence, she is shocked at what she has let herself indulge in. One night stands don't happen in Evanna's world. Even more so with the man who requires a scholarship to play ice hockey. Sloan Murphy is one of the top defensemen on his team and is known for his sarcastic mouth. Never one to take things too seriously, Evanna can't stand his laid back attitude. What Evanna doesn't know; is that Sloan is skating his hardest through college. The question is, can he get the puck into the goal, his dreams to become his future and maybe have a plot twist along the way? Started: 11/12/21 Finished: 03/04/22 [This story contains graphic depictions of violence, sexuality, strong language, and/or other mature themes] All Rights Reserved To winnieiswriting@2021

"Why do you keep touching my stuff?!" "Bro, I didn't! You think I'd make this mess?" "Yes! You went too far! It was a fucking prank." "I didn't. Do it!" "Then who did?" "Your teammates." Aisa becomes offended. "Bitch." Aisa's Face Claim (Aye-Zhuh): Person Displayed on Book Cover Constantine's Face Claim (Con-Sten-Teen): Your Personal Preference

(Book 2) Community connotes safety, togetherness. But does it? When Bailey and Chloe head back on the road, they come across strange markings belonging to a group intent on bloodshed and abduction. With a heinous enemy lurking in the shadows, they find help in new and old friends along the way. Together when they finally find Hargrove, all isn't what it seems with the make-shift, post-apocalyptic community. People are turning up dead and for once, zombies aren't the only ones to blame. Fingers are pointed, everyone becomes a suspect and no one is safe outside or inside these walls. Copyright © 2015 by N_D_Iverson All Rights Reserved. (Warning: This is the unedited, raw first draft) **Edited and expanded edition available for sale on Amazon and all other eBook retailers!**

(Book 1) In a world where a virus has spread turning most of the population into flesh eating monsters, there are two friends partying it up in New Orleans when the infection hits. Far away from home, they are trapped and trying to make sense of all that has happened with the help of new friends and enemies along the way. Zombies aren't the only thing to fear... Copyright © 2013 by N_D_Iverson All Rights Reserved. (Warning: This is the unedited, raw first draft) **The edited and polished version, with bonus content and a never before seen chapter, is now available on all eBook retailer websites!**

Infected. They plagued the city, the people and nowhere was safe. How do you live in a world where every breath could be your last, one bite could take you or your friends and family. It took mine. Ghouls of dead roamed the town wearing skins of people who once were whole, their brains now black holes only knowing how to find their next meal. Katie is thrown into a new world alone, apart from her family. Either run or die, that was the only thing she could do until she meets Carter. A dark, hidden boy who she is deemed to survive with. #1 infected #13 Apocalypse #3 Zombies #1 Zombieapocalypse #6 Zombie #1 Zombieoutbreak

If you're a zombie, how far would you be willing to go to save the two people you care about the most? Season 3 of The Virus Within * * * * * Trinity isn't about to let anything stop her. Come hell or high water, she's determined to get Jess and Nicky back. And heaven help anyone who stands in her way. Whoever said 'Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned' had clearly never met a Nightstalker on the warpath. The blood moon is shedding its red light upon the night, and the hunt is on. The question remains, whose blood will be spilled first? And who will survive? Forget the dish soap. Grab the rutabagas and the firecrackers for this rescue mission.