In the darkest corners of lower Manhattan, a battle like no other rages. The city is home to a hidden group of survivors of the nanite plague, and a brother and sister born to defend their race. With a touch that can destroy nanites, Lanni, sister of Alex, is their last chance. Can she save her brother? Can she protect mankind's only hope? Or will she be responsible for the destruction of the last humans on earth? It's going to be another long day....... Killing Tiffany Hudson was just the beginning, but there is so much more to the story surrounding Diane and Crane's meeting in post-apocalyptic Manhattan. Children of the Plague tells the story of the survivors in the city, including Diane and some new characters you'll want to meet.

Love and Lust Dwells in the frailest of waters, Separated by the thinnest of Lines. Lust from Love and Love from Lust, Same words, But the alter of a lifetime. Treacherous Desires Unleashed Upon her, Once a Pure Soul, Now a cunt in his lust. Submission of Innocence on a Love never got, The continual of love for a leminescate.

About that shade of black that's darker, deeper and stronger. About a black so mean that it scared death away. About the blackness in my heart that seeks to all the bright. About a black so overpowering that it degrades all smiles. About That Black that can never get a tone lighter with all the white.

"There is always a reason why a pen meets paper in the world of poetry. My reason is the title." Achievements: #1 in What's Hot (Poetry) #7 in Poetry(10-03-2016) When you wake up in the morning, you complain that the night was too short. Have you tried staying up all night doing NOTHING? It can feel as long as a lifetime. _______________________________ A collection of insomniac poems and one-liners (elegies, epigrams, odes, threnodies, verses), and quotes. Cover by:-@Cutie25pie

THE VOICE OF SILENCE. Sometimes silence describes a situation far better than words ever will, Sometimes a strange set of words describe paints it years later; The limits are set and broken by the words , The reticence ,muteness and reserve let out in words. Just some guidelines to the thoughts, To go through the path I once traveled and more, ~ Have a nice read~ Highest rank achieved so far - #23 inPoetry on 12/03/2016 #32 in Poetry on 27/02/2016

Soon after the cruelly and devilishly beautiful rain, petrichor fills your nose if you aren't the one who ignores the murderous downpour in your private cabin. The smell of the rejuvenated sand is all what you feel when your feet explores nature's meadow. After the nostalgia from the rain, the pertichor reminds you to move on and invite new beginnings, just like the soil awaits new vegetation for the destroyed ones. Sometimes you have to close your eyes and feel your presence to understand that you are ready to welcome the new beginnings.

It was Rory’s Grandma that made the two predictions; the day of her own death, and the day Rory would die. Nobody really takes Grandma seriously – that is, until she suddenly passes away on the exact date she’s predicted. In a fit of panic, Rory decides to embark on a bizarre, crazed mission to live life to the full. Together with her friends, she throws the rulebook out of the window and tastes what the world has to offer; excessively wild nights, malicious revenge plans, and arrogant, beautiful boys. Rory thinks she has nothing to lose. But her family is slowly starting to crumble, and her friends are getting sick of her reckless attitude. There’s only so long she can party before the terror of her deathday rolls around. Rory has to choose between bowing out disgracefully, with her name seared into the town’s memory – or fighting the out-of-control girl she’s become before it’s too late.

Bibliophile Gwen got kissed under a mistletoe at a Christmas Party. She has no idea who kissed her. That's a good thing because she is willing to forget that it ever happened. It was a humiliating moment for her. She wants to forget about it, however, her school keeps on buzzing who kissed Mary. Unfortunately, fate has other plans and that kiss was only the beginning. Because of forgetting an important envelope in school and trying to get it on a blizzard night, she got snowed in school with a certain someone. ~I usually update every Monday!~ ----- omg this book hit #434 in Teen Fiction (12/22/16) #386 in Teen Fiction (12/23/16) #356 in Teen Fiction (12/31/16) #322 in Teen Fiction (12/31/16)