Professor Lukas Bondevik, tormented by a patronizing ghost, meets Mary, an American abroad student. "I'd cut my soul into a million different pieces Just to form a constellation to light your way home I'd write love poems To the parts of yourself You can't stand I'd stand in the shadows of your heart And tell you I'm not afraid of your dark." -Andrea Gibson Rated PG-13 for violence.

If you think you've wandered into a Fruits Basket-type story with sugary sweetness and romance, you are wrong. Dead wrong. This is a story where you probably won't survive the night. Welcome to a world where you have to be wary of going out of your home. Lock your doors behind you. Carry a weapon of the highest caliber possible. Don't stay out after sunset, even if you have a flashlight and camping gear. Beware the Zodiac. They are everywhere, and they are so thirsty... Thirsty for your annihilation. The cover photo and many of the side photos are by Yuhon on deviantart, so I in no way claim ownership of any kind of them. This is a Hetalia AU of my own creation, something completely new to the world. Please be kind and don't be too critical, though there shall be some gore and violence, possibly death (especially in flashbacks) so read at your own discretion. Again, this is something I myself came up with (with some inspiration from Yuhon's pictures) so have fun!

How are nations during the zombie apocalypse? They are just like their citizens, trying to survive. In a world without order. A world without social structure. A world without country borders, the nations must learn how to survive in the new world where death surrounds them constantly. [ COMPLETED ] (Sorry, I really suck at writing summaries, hah. I'll revise it later as the story develops. Anyways, I hope you enjoy my story! Please leave feedback in the comments, I love hearing from my readers!) Cover image not mine, all credit goes to the artist.

After running away from your abusive mother, you wind up in the care of Arthur, a mysterious bachelor with a soft spot for your dire situation. With your newfound stability comes hope, drama, romance, and healing. Or so you hope. TW: Abuse

---- UNDERGOING MAJOR EDITING ----- ---ONLY CHAPTER 1-4 HAVE BEEN EDITED!--- What happens when you get in the way of a crazy fan girl? What about reuniting with your first love? Then, some life or death experiences? Explore through this romantic (and rather comedic in my opinion) adventure of you and the host club, accompanied by countless others. (A/N About Editing): Okay you guys, I wrote this fan fiction when I was in middle school, and it's really stupid. However, I don't want to take away the aspects of the story because I think they are f***ing hilarious. So please, enjoy if you would like. Just know that any content in this story that seems ridiculous I am very sorry for, and you can thank middle school Mimi. Thanks! Vote if you want, don't vote. I don't mind, do as you please. ~*THIS BOOK IS NOT COMPLETE*~ Disclaimer: I don't own anything in this book. I only "own" Trent Murray, Riku, Merie, and Teyla.

(Eight part story) You looked up to see that your room was completely painted in black, but the words written in red were gone, along with the voices. You shakily got to your feet, thinking it was over with. You were far from right. You looked towards the doorway to try and escape your horrible room. Your eyes immediately widened, filling with tears. You backed away, finally giving up and completely letting your emotions play across your face, despite who was standing in front of your door with a knife in her hand. (I don't own you, Hetalia, the picture, or Sweden. I own the storyline.)