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.

What would you think if your classmates believed in witchcraft? What would you feel if your friends wished to bring the dead back to life? What would you do when instead of bringing back a dead boy, those friends succeeded in resurrecting something far worse than anyone could have possibly imagined? Seventeen-year-old Oliver Blackwell had only wanted to fit in. That was the reason he followed the commands of his friends that fateful night an ancient demon was resurrected. Looks and a charming demeanor are deceiving. The creature brought to life is no prince charming who craves a place among the living; he is a horrifying monster who thrives on destruction and chaos. The demon spares Ollie's life, but on one condition... Oliver must bring the demon a virgin's blood, or, sell his soul to the creature brought up from hell. The catch? The young virgin whom the demon blood drinker has in mind, just happens to be Ollie's sixteen-year-old sister. As the stakes escalate, Oliver grapples with the horrifying reality unfolding around him. Complicating matters further, the demon begins to exhibit human emotions, particularly towards Oliver's sister, blurring the lines between malevolence and unexpected affection.

Highest Rankings: #1 in Featured #1 in Werewolf #1 in Dragon #1 in Fantasy #1 in Adventure #1 in Action #1 in Series #23 in Romance "Lyzaria! What did I tell you about the forest?" My father scolds me sharply. I flinch at the anger in his voice and quickly retract my hand, inches from the trunk of the tree. "Sorry father, I couldn't help it. The trees are just so beautiful," I whine turning towards him. His face softens slightly and he scoops me up into his muscled arms. I wrap my small arms around his neck and bury my face into his shoulder. He hugs me tightly and carries me away from the forest. "Why can't we go into the forest?" I ask, looking over his shoulder to see the red and gold leaves slowly disappear from view as we climb the hill. "The forest is a dangerous place," he sighs. "How can something so beautiful be so dangerous?" I mutter in confusion. "The danger is in its beauty." **Cover by SodaliteSilver**