Join the PAW Patrol as they face their most painful challenge yet, fighting the monsters inside their heads; Depression, PTSD, Social Anxiety and more. Follow them on their inspiring journey as they struggle to take control, find acceptance, and eventually walk the road to recovery, one paw at a time. * Warning* serious suggestions and themes. Cover by @AspiringChrono

My name is Crystal White. I live in a zombie-infested world. I was no one before the outbreak occurred and remain no one after. I'm simply a kid who's fighting hard to not become one of them. I'm also fighting hard to find a way out of the maze in my head. [FULL VERSION AVAILABLE FOR PURCHASE ONLINE ---SEARCH LOST KID BY ALEXIS ARINZE]

Leo is an ordinary guy who lived most of his life in Italy. With his parents divorced and living in different countries, he travels a lot. But when his mother offers him a once in a life time chance to switch it up and live with her in America, he takes it without hesitation. Now his new life, new home and new family are all waiting for him and the last thing he expects is falling in love with someone he isn't supposed to fall for. Then suddenly everything isn't so ordinary.

"I fell to the ground and started crying, hard. But I didn't try to stop or hide my tears. I curled into a fetal position in attempt to shield myself from any more blows. I didn't try to fight back because I knew they were right. Why would anyone want something like me? I’m nothing special...I don't deserve him. "

Runt doesn't know what his real name is. He's been called that for his entire life by everyone he knows, and cannot remember being addressed as anything else. Runt is an albino in both wolf form and human, and is abused by his pack for it. When his brother, the alpha of the pack, sees an oppertunity to throw him away, he takes it. So, Runt is thrown into a new pack with new faces and new ways of thinking. The only thing stopping Runt from enjoying himself to the fullest is that aching feeling he gets whenever he sees the alpha of his new pack, Rowan. How can he go against natural instinct when he knows that the only way for a pack to thrive is by the alpha reproducing?

I ran, I escaped, I fought and I survived. But I've lost. I've gone so far, fight every obstacle I've encountered:but only to end up back in the beginning. Was this the end? Is this how I;m going to live, for the rest of my life? Will I be able to escape this nightmare? Or would I end up going down the same path as Daniel? Am I going to die too? Rima has been recaptured by the mad-scientist Professor Grant. Will she be able to escape once more? Or is this truly the end? Read on to find out! __________________________________________________________ Copyright © 2013 by 10deadmask01. All rights reserved. No parts of this story may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without prior written permission from the author 10deadmask01. Any person/s who ignores to heed this warning will be liable to criminal prosecution and civil claims for damages. You Have been warned.

"It was Hell's kitchen. On the dirty checker floors, was blood. Red mush stained over almost the entire floor. And I see Mommy's body lying there motionless, surrounded by gross, rotten inhumane-like things. They were tearing her apart, eating her flesh, guts and any other remaining traces of meat left with their long, clawed fingers. It was them. They were exactly the ones I remember seeing on T.V. with mommy and daddy; they were the things called 'zombies'." 12 year old Rima Orlume loses her parents during a zombie virus attack. Luckily, she was saved by her father's dear friend...or was she? ______________________________________________________ Copyrighted © 2011 10deadmask01. All rights reserved. No parts of this story may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without prior written permission from the author 10deadmask01. Any person/s who ignores to heed this warning will be liable to criminal prosecution and civil claims for damages. You Have been warned.

(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!**

Ghost walks the halls, only seen by one boy, Quinn, in years. The two are close friends, inseparable really. Another kid, Sean, gets an injury from a near death experience, now they can both see the ghost. Sean finds out that Quinn really wasn?t a weirdo talking to himself, but can he accept that he is now the same in peer?s eyes? Ghost is freaked, no one has seen him but this one kid his entire lonely existence, but now there are two? The three have to find out why they can see Ghost when no one else can. The secret may lie in fate or in something from ghosts past.