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.

𝗘𝗿𝗶𝘁𝘆𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗧𝗿𝗶𝗯𝗲𝘀 𝗦𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀, 𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 ＃𝟭 || Infamous as a latecomer, Rainie found herself expelled from her current school due to her unpunctuality. Her seemingly ordinary life began to take a strange turn when she was forced to enroll in an unknown and suspicious institution located in the middle of a forest. She entered as a transferee in Tantei High, advertised to her as a school for extraordinary people. However, before she could even fully understand what was happening, ravels of mystery and conspiracy about her background and identity started lingering around Rainie. Would she be able to bear the truth once she learned that her whole life was built on a tragic lie?

[[THE QUEENS SERIES III: The Noble Queen]] She's the epitome of a queen. - This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents that are mentioned in this story are products of the writer's imagination and are used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons (living or dead), or actual events is purely coincidental. Do not distribute, publish, transmit, modify, display or create derivative works from or exploit the contents of this story in any way. Please ask permission.

[[THE QUEENS SERIES I: The Heartless Queen]] WARNING: Don't mess with her, she might kill you. No. She will kill you. Why? Because she's a queen and she's heartless. - This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents that are mentioned in this story are products of the writer's imagination and are used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons (living or dead), or actual events is purely coincidental. Do not distribute, publish, transmit, modify, display or create derivative works from or exploit the contents of this story in any way. Please ask permission.

It was the right place. It was the right time. He was the right guy. But it didn't last forever.

{{THE QUEENS SERIES IV: The Average Queen}} Just another bestfriend story. - This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents that are mentioned in this story are products of the writer's imagination and are used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons (living or dead), or actual events is purely coincidental. Do not distribute, publish, transmit, modify, display or create derivative works from or exploit the contents of this story in any way. Please ask permission.

[[THE QUEENS SERIES II: The Puerile Queen]] Puerile (adj.) : silly or childish especially in a way that shows a lack of seriousness. Queen (n.) : a woman eminent in rank, power, or attractions Puerile Queen (n.) Breanna Suarez. - This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents that are mentioned in this story are products of the writer's imagination and are used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons (living or dead), or actual events is purely coincidental. Do not distribute, publish, transmit, modify, display or create derivative works from or exploit the contents of this story in any way. Please ask permission.

Having enhanced senses cannot help one earn a living. A useless special ability--or at least, that's what Shia Sheridan believes. But when she is caught for a crime she did not commit, this useless ability saves her, leading her to enroll in Titan Academy, the very place she hates with a passion. *** Titan Academy is an esteemed school where students train to improve their special abilities. However, for seventeen-year-old village girl Shia Sheridan, it's nothing more than a despicable place where wealth speaks the loudest. Fate plays a joke on her when her best friend, Lucas, becomes part of a crime committed within the academy, and owning that crime in his stead leads Shia to the headmaster and principal, who then offers her a proposal she dare not refuse--in exchange for her freedom, she must become one of the special group of students joining the annual survival game called Linus Cup. Now, not only is she fighting for a spot she did not want in the very academy she hated, but also for her dear life as well. Can Shia survive till the end? STATUS: Published under Summit Media - Cloak Pop Fiction DISCLAIMER: This story is written in Taglish COVER DESIGN BY: Rayne Mariano

{ Constantine Series: Book 1 } "I love you. Do you hear me? I said, I love you..." - After getting rejected by his long-time crush, Cryd Constantine meets the shy and timid girl, Savanna Esquivel, who is crying alone on a rainy day in a waiting shed. Cryd tried saying comforting words to the young lady, not knowing that Savanna is deprived of the ability to hear. - Status: Wattys 2016 winner (HQ Love Category) This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents that are mentioned in this story are products of the writer's imagination and are used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons (living or dead), or actual events is purely coincidental. Do not distribute, publish, transmit, modify, display or create derivative works from or exploit the contents of this story in any way. Please ask permission.