When John Smith's brother Ethan commits 'suicide', it doesn't seem real. Neither do the clues that have lead authorities to determine he way he died. But what will happen when John and Ethan's fiancee begin to investigate? Is everything as it seems? And, more importantly, is everyone as they appear...

(Prequel to Don't Talk To Anyone) 18 years. Since the world turned black. Since zombies took over the world, infected the cities... and took the lives of those who are innocent. Things have turned bad. Life has gone back to being scary. Everyone is fighting for their life. Food supply is gone, crops are drying and everywhere they turn, there seems to be a new threat. 19 year old Riley and his best friend Gage were born in the midst of the apocalypse, growing up with nothing but terror. All they know is how to run. And that's what they do. Run. - completed

(Sequel to Don't Talk To Strangers) It's been a couple months since the zombies had vanished. No more zombies. No more killings. And no more bad people. So they thought... Life is good, until something seems- out of place. Maybe it's a change in the weather or thickness of the air. Or it could be the electronic buzzing noise keeping them awake at night. The gang is suspicious, but nothing peaks their interests until one of them comes home infected. It's only a matter of time until the infection spreads around the rest of their body. It's a race against the clock to help them survive. Because the friends can't part with their own. They're family. And losing another person amongst the world is too much to handle. But if adding in revengeful ex-friends, hot summers, babies AND more zombies to the mix is what it takes to finally make these kids give up, congratulations. You got your wish. Not everyone is as strong as they want to be. Will they make it or break it?

(not edited) "Don't talk to strangers." Everyone says. It's simple. Considering a zombie apocalypse wiped out the entire world in two weeks and now there's no one left to talk too but yourself! Elle McBriar has been on her own for the last three months. Despite never stabbing, punching, hitting, kicking, shooting or even hurting another person before this zombie outbreak, Elles' kill count is over 200. She feels bad, even though they're already dead humans coming back to life... But the (used to be) small town of Brickwood, upstate New Jersey was population 11,000. Now it's 1. The city of New York was wiped out in two weeks. And a single girl managed to fight her way through. She's searched for hours, days, weeks and months to find another living person. But it's no use. She's alone. Giving up seems like the only option. Will Elle give up? Or will unlikely allies join forces and band together as one? The world is ending and the clock is ticking. But only time will tell what happens. (some mature content) ---------------------------- highest rankings: #1 zombie apocalypse #1 zombie outbreak #1 zombie #1 horror #2 horror #4 humor #4 comedy

While being chased by her abusive boyfriend, Lyla turns the tables, shoving him into the path of an oncoming car. But rather than calling the police, she and her friend, Jack bury the body deep in the woods. Instead of finishing her senior year in peace, Lyla is horrified to discover that her dead ex has returned for revenge. This genre-bending supernatural thriller weaves elements of murder mystery, romance, high school drama, humor, and, of course, a terrifying ghost story. (Excerpt from "Her Terrifying Love") Jack's chest heaved. "You said he was dead." Lyla inched closer and whispered, "He had no pulse!" "Maybe he was just stunned." "We carried him all that way," she said. "He wasn't breathing." "But maybe he woke up after we left him down there." "Woke up?! His neck was broken." Jack hung his head. He couldn't make sense of this. "I know how this is gonna sound, but..." He choked on his words. "When I went to pick up my car from the body shop yesterday, he was standing across the street. Watching me." "Who was?!" "Keenan. I swear to God." "No way," she asserted. "That's crazy talk. He's dead." "It was him." Jack nodded. "He had a frickin' giant tattoo on his neck." A shiver flashed down Lyla's spine. Jack confirmed what she'd been dreading. He'd been seeing the ghost, too. If you enjoyed "Her Terrifying Love," check out the sequel, "Dirty Secrets." https://www.wattpad.com/822348938-dirty-secrets-prologue