I felt worthless. I couldn't speak. It's my own fault, really. I wish I wasn't this broken. I suppose it only comes to me naturally, though. It's not like I have a condition or anything. I just decide speaking is a waste of time. There's no point when you are constantly told you are worthless by the people you trusted the most. I didn't hurt anymore. I've learned to become numb. I used to have a pain in my heart so unbearable I thought of suiside, the only thing that would make the constant pain go away. I just want to sleep. I simply didn't have the strength to speak anymore. I couldn't trust anyone. Some would say I'm broken.

(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!**