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Exile: The Book of Ever by JamesCormier
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Centuries after the Fall, the United States has been wiped away. The crumbling remains of the great American empire are home now only to savage, lawless tribes and packs of ravening Damned-the twisted children of the apocalypse. Most of those few who survived humanity's destruction spend their short lives in a violent struggle for survival. But some light still flickers in the darkness: the Blessed of Bountiful live in seclusion, relying on walls both physical and spiritual to protect them from the Desolation that their world has become. Among them are the Saints, those few men and women born with superhuman abilities that the Blessed see as gifts from God. The violent apostate tribes of the Northeast Kingdom have always been a danger, but up until recently its small size and the vigilance of its people have made Bountiful an unappealing target. As attacks on the community grow harsher and more frequent, however, even the steadfast Blessed are forced to start preparing for the worst. With her home's very existence threatened, seventeen year old Ever Oaks, a Saint with the power to heal, is forced to make a difficult choice, one that may come to define her people's future... Exile was a semi-finalist in Mark Lawrence's Great Self-Published Fantasy Blog-Off (#SPFBO). Fantasy Faction said it was "extremely cool," and Bookish Lifestyle called it "more than just a story, a journey and an experience." When I'm asked about it, I often describe it as "X-Men meets The Walking Dead." In addition to reading it here for free, you can buy Exile in e-book or paperback on Amazon.com.
We Survivors [Original Draft] by ljthomas
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[✓Completed] After disease and nuclear warfare decimate the world population, 17-year-old Nadia is sure she's the last person left on Earth. Then one night, she hears a voice on her radio and everything changes. But as she and her new-found companions unravel the mysteries surrounding their survival, they soon realize that it was no accident, and that their situation could be far more dangerous than they'd ever imagined... Everything you love about the post-apocalyptic genre (science fiction, survival, adventure...) with a healthy dose of mystery and romance, too! *High rank: #1 in Science Fiction* *Featured!* *SciKick Starts Winner* *Added to Wattpad SciFi's Ongoing Stories List* *@BBCDoctorWho "Female Led Adventure" Pick* This is a first draft, so all comments, feedback, and votes are appreciated. :) ~~~ Comments from readers: I would comment some long in depth comment on how amazing this is, but I have to go read the next chapter the suspense is killing me! :) - pounding_heart So many options, so little info. I love the way you sprinkle hints and questions everywhere! - Nerdyna I'm in love with this idea! And your writing definitely makes it that much more vivid in my mind. Pure magic here xoxo - artskayyyy Omg! That was AWESOME! ! I totally knew it was something weird but that was a total brick! Great story! It's such a poignantly funny tale. - nikalaichopper I'm crying. This is so good! - kdar10 This is a beautifully written story so far which captures its audience's attention and never does let go. I can't wait to read more of this. - B_NeverLetGo
Society Killed The Teenager by Mariaalarcon12
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"I've always had this feeling that I wouldn't live to see past 30. Life has always been hard for me and I know that one day, it'll kill me." I put down my pen and slash my wrists, painting the paper a beautiful red. I look at the note and tuck it in a book for safe keeping. I look down at my thighs and see the words "die" and "you won't be missed" etched in to my skin, glowing in the lamp light. I reach for the Advil on my desktop and open the bottle, throwing my head back and gulping down as many as my throat would allow. I sigh and stumble to my bed, a wicked smile on my face and an excited feeling in my stomach. Awaiting death makes me feel alive.