When a deadly plague spreads like wildfire, 17-year-old Bren Watts is trapped at Ground Zero of a global pandemic. ---- Bren and his classmates are stranded in New York City, now filled with thousands of murderous infected and desperate survivors. Forced into an unlikely alliance with his school bully and former friend, Logan Hardy, the two boys must find a way back home, traversing through the ravaged landscape of the United States. With their odds stacked against them, Bren has no choice but to use the skills taught by his ex-Navy SEALs father to fight and survive. But the path ahead is bloodied and broken, and if he wants to reunite with his family, Bren must tap into his darkest heart for not only the infected are capable of hatred and violence. The Bren Watts Diaries tells a dark and gritty account of the end, all narrated in the survivor's own voice as a first-hand witness to humanity's end. The story will cover the first year of the Apocalypse, depicting the beginnings of the disease, society's war against the pandemic, and the eventual collapse of civilization. [[Current word count: 450,000 - 500,000 words]] ----- The series portrays an LGBTQ+ protagonist and numerous other characters. Violence, like any medium of zombie stories, is described in detail.

𝘊𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦 | 𝘉𝘬 1 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘙𝘰𝘸𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘹'𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘰𝘯𝘦-𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘴. 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘴 & 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦. ______________________________ Another random story that will probably need editing later ~ please enjoy! #1 CopXMafia 4.18.25 #1 Gayness 7.7.25 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED ©

In New York City, Samuel Harris is living a normal life. He's at university with his friends who often tell him he's too uptight. However he's happy that way, and he doesn't want anything to change. Whereas Cassius is dreaming of living a normal life, unable to live like a mortal. Being the son of the most powerful vampire in history, Dracula, means that by law he is the Vampire Prince. What neither of them expect is for Cassius to fall in love with someone he shouldn't, especially when they're the son of the most highly trained vampire hunter in not just New York, but in all of the magic realm. - It was almost impossible for a vampire to live a normal life. It was against the law for vampires to be with any other beings than their own kind. The magic realm was filled with different monsters and creatures that were a risk to human kind, which was why they stayed hidden. They were deemed so dangerous, that they were hunted by a different species: angels. Vampires and angles had been at war for centuries, with the heavenly-like creatures winning every battle. But it was important to keep the two species separate, as angel blood was the cure to any vampire becoming human again, keeping in mind that once bitten by a vampire, for an angel it was sudden death. However in this day and age, vampires walked freely amongst the city. After all, they needed humans to feed and in order to do that, they had to blend in. The war between vampires and angels had to be kept secret from human kind, and the species had to stay apart. But for one vampire and one angel, it was hard to stay apart, because sometimes you can't help falling in love. COMPLETED.

When the Drysdale family leaves their troubles behind in Nevada to start a new life on Bainbridge Island in Washington state, they find themselves sharing their remote neighborhood with the Jensen's. The two families become fast friends. But Brian's past still haunts him. Will the new neighbors help him find peace?

~sequel to 'the boy on the bridge'~ **************************************** Thirty days. That was how long his golden boy had given him to prove himself once again- to show that he could be trusted, to show that he was there to stay by his side, to show how much he meant the words when he said: I love you. Thirty days.

"Are you going to jump off the bridge now or not?" "Are you going to stop me if I said yes?" "Of course not," "Then, what would you do?" "Probably count you off," "Wow," "Do you want me to count?" "No," "Why not?" "Because I'm not going to jump off the flippin' bridge!" *** Joshua Goldmann was seemingly the perfect boy of the perfect small town, Willowcreeks. Even so, he found himself on the edge of an abandoned bridge on one fateful night. It was supposed to be the end, not the beginning

Leone Frasier was living the aftermath of a tragic car crash that took his mother's life and left him barely able to walk on his feeble legs. He has had to endure the loss of his mother, the wrath of an abusive father, and all the added weight that comes with being constantly bullied for his sexuality and for the way he walks. In the midst of a dark rainy night Leone finds himself on the edge of a cliff, in hopes that by jumping he can finally escape all his pain and suffering. Little did he know that another boy was already there preparing to do the same exact thing. Dydan Demecrio was born with a rare genetic defect that has given him fangs sharper than steel daggers and a strong resurgent body with heightened strength, speed, agility and endurance; all of which can only be fueled by blood. In order to ensure his safety, his family has kept him in isolation with strict rules for him to follow, which he loves to break. The two boys meet and form a Blood Bond for the ages...

GOING ON HIATUS FOR DEEP EDITING! (Needed to work toward Indie publishing).💙 Bi-curious Luca found the courage to slip his number to the cop pulling him over for speeding. He didn't expect much, especially not for Officer Hoffman to hit him up, but that's just what happened. In the end, Luca might just discover himself, find freedom, and even love in the arms of his unlikely partner in this coming-of-age, coming out romance. Spicy chapters marked with a Pepper! This is a gay, age-gap (28 and 18) mature novel. It will contain mature language, explicit sex scenes, including BDSM-content. Sexual partners of legal age (18+). If age gaps bother you, this book ain't for you. Copyright of Quill Pearson All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief mention in review.

Lake doesn't like parties, he especially doesn't like getting drunk by drinking the alcoholic punch on accident, and he really doesn't enjoy following his friends to go trick or treating and somehow finding himself lost and alone in a graveyard. There is a tall figure sitting calmly on a large gravestone, so dark he appears as a silhouette, his tapered cloak moving in the wind as though suspended in water. Lake walks up to him, made of curiosity, bravery and booze. The tall man stands to tower over him, in his left hand a scythe is raised and the blade glints in the moonlight, darkness reaching out from him like a thick fog. Cold red eyes pin Lake down. "Who disturbs this halfway realm of death? Who dares to approach the harbinger..." But the little human in front of him seems unafraid. His large blue eyes squint as he reaches through the black fog and presses his hand on his chest. "Wow, that's really cool, how do you do that?"

BOOK ONE Coming out was supposed to set Julian free. Instead, it left him with a broken arm, a mother who won't stop preaching, and a silence that grows heavier every day. High school feels like a cage, and Julian is certain he doesn't belong anywhere-until Paul crashes into his world. With his inked skin, effortless charm, and a following that makes him untouchable, Paul should be the last person Julian lets close. But in Paul's arms, Julian feels something he's never known before: safe. As their connection deepens, so does the danger. Loving Paul means risking exposure, rejection, and heartbreak all over again. Worse, it means facing the cruelest voice of all-the one inside Julian's own head. Tender, raw, and unflinching, Open is a story about first love, first heartbreak, and finding the courage to believe you're worthy of both. ::: I could feel it when his body finally went slack, when he'd fallen asleep and soft snores emitted. And I thought I was getting better at this breaking down thing... I honestly did but when I was alone, I seemed to fall apart. Endless serenades of how worthless I'd been and how destructive I was; I was a disappointment to literally everyone and I hated it. My breathing became shallow as I cried for the second time that day, finally feeling content being immersed in guilt. A shudder wracked through my body, tears escaping and Paul pulled me closer as he woke silently. Mumbling soft nothings against my skin and kissing it to slow my breathing, he tried to lull me to sleep, "It's okay, you're okay." Refusing to speak -my voice failing me- his arm came up to wrap around my shoulder and I held him there, placing a small kiss to his tattooed skin in a broken sign of gratitude, I must've run out of tears. And I felt at ease.