Rain falls from the clouds and plummets down to the lands where it is then devoured by the earth. Rain is what helps the earth and its inhabitants thrive; but now, rain is what will destroy the earth itself. As people get caught in the rain, they change. They lose their civility and everything that made them what they were. A simple umbrella won't save you this time. *This is the original un-edited version*

(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!**

If I told you Jace McKinnon and I had a happy ending, I'd be lying. Just between us, that's all we really were. A lie. We never went to prom, got engaged and eventually married. I loved him and I lost him. I never really had Jace, though. To him I was just a girl with nice boobs and a whore complex. And to me, he was everything. Which by the way, was NOT what I had planned. Jace was my best friend and literally all I had left. And after all of the bullshit I went through with love, I'll be honest, I wasn't expecting this. We agreed one day, at around two AM that relationships were useless. I was heartbroken, he was just done altogether. We also agreed that we definitely weren't going to fall in love, and even acting that way would be absurd. But one day he asked me how I felt about him. I told him I saw galaxies in his eyes. It might have been a quote on Tumblr, but it was 'our quote.' We had a lot of things. But love was not one of them. The messages didn't mean shit to him, but they were all I had to make me smile. But this isn't MY Story. We'll save that for another time. This is the story of Jace and I - a love that remained galaxies away.

"You can never have too many friends." Man, have I heard that phrase way too many times in my life. It irritated me, because I never really had many, but I let it pass. Ignored it. Accepted what I had, pushed any other 'opportunities' out. Told myself I hated everyone, and I put up a shield to keep them out. Maybe I was just hurt too much in the past. Maybe I've just been too scared to get close. So I've always pushed people away... Till I met that asshole who played the guitar. Something about him made me feel.. safe. And I couldn't fucking stand it. Everything about him made me mad. That stupid smile, his gorgeous eyes... The way he looked at me. God, he just made me so mad. It might not make much sense, no matter how I word it, but maybe that's what made me fall in love with him.

❝ When actions aren't enough to express, let the pen do its magic instead. ❞ © nate k. 2012

"modern poems" honest thoughts put into poems no filters, only love, hate, death, and insanity. there is a certain rhythm these words must be read to. just emphasize and you'll find it. trigger warning: lots of profanity, lots of feelings. lots of raw poems.

many ways to annoy many people in many places!!

"this is your kind of story. no one is the good guy-- no one is the bad guy-- the blame shifts from monster to monster and in this place everyone bares their teeth." [featured. highest ranking: #6 in poetry.]

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