Jenny Cartwright was the kind of girl everyone in Willow Creek claimed to love-sweet, helpful, always smiling. She was a straight-A student and part of the popular clique at Willow Creek High. But unlike the typical high school queen bee, Jenny never mocked or bullied anyone. She treated everyone with kindness, regardless of their background, social standing, or quirks. She had plenty of friends-and, as far as anyone knew, not a single enemy. But a week before junior prom, Jenny's body was found in a decaying alley on the edge of town-beaten, bruised, and horrifyingly mutilated. She'd been perfectly fine the day before. So what happened to her? Who could have done this-and why? Highest ranking: No# 1 in INVESTIGATION. #1 in SOLVE. #1 in SOLVING. #11 in DECEPTION. #1 in MURDER MYSTERY

Miss Mary Morstan arrives at 221B, Baker Street to request help with the mystery of her missing father, her anonymous gifts of pearls and a letter requesting her to meet an unknown person that evening. First published in the Lippincott�s Magazine, Philadelphia and London, in February 1890. First book edition by S. Blackett in Oct. 1890

In the future, everyone who's bitten by a zombie turns into one... until Diane doesn't. Seven days later, she's facing consequences she never imagined. * * * * * As civilization collapses under a relentless wave of zombies, Diane and her friends take shelter in a military base. However, while she's rescuing another survivor, Diane gets bitten by one of the monsters. She hides it and runs away, knowing she only has days left to live. But she soon discovers she isn't turning into a zombie - she's turning into something else. --------- Excerpt: I looked up and stared. My reflection looked back at me in the mirror of the dark room. My eyes were literally glowing, there was no mistaking it. It was not a reflection of light, or any of the other excuses I had used or others had assumed. They were glowing a light sapphire blue color. It was not a bright glow, but it was definitely a glow. Glowing eyes were not normal. Okay, at this point I had to admit it, I was no longer normal. What was I then? For that, I had no answer [[Word count: 495,000]] Copyright August 2016. All Rights Reserved. Readers may not copy, alter, or steal this story. Fanfictions are allowed to use my *world* and *zombie rules* as long as credit is given. Cover was lovingly made by JimenaVivancoo.