Book TWO of Out Of.. series. ~*~ People say that if you give your worst nightmare a name and face it, that you'll over come your fear. I no longer believe that. Everyday, I face my biggest enemy, my worst nightmare. They used to have names and were just like me. Now they all have the same name, only with different faces. I have to kill them everyday, and they still terrify me. I realized months ago, that hoping for a cure was pointless. I also realized that trusting strangers who mysteriously end up on your land is dangerous. As much as I learned, as much as I had prepared myself for the worst possible outcome. I would have never thought for a second, that I'll have to face my past, and chase a hope I forbid myself to have. #367 in horror 8/18/17 #19 in new group 8/25/18 #92 in survivor

We don't choose to die, we're designed too. It was just never the creator's plan for the dead to rise again. Zombies were the characters in our nightmares, the actors in our films and the taboo we'd all secretly admired. Never did we imagine they'd become our reality. Now every day is a battle for survival, a fight against the dead that seems to be creeping ever closer. We don't choose to die. We're designed too. * This story follows a small group of teens in a race for survival against the infected, with death, disease and the unshakable feeling that they're being stalked- life just got a whole lot harder. Highest ranking: #9 in Horror Wattpad Featured Story: 23/10/2017 Wattpad Zombies Gut Wrenchers: 12/12/2020 Winner of The Contemporary Reads Awards: Best Zombie Book and The Champion's Award

Book ONE of Out Of... series •~•~• To be scared of something is to not want to be near it, or see it...or feel it. To fear something is the same thing but more intense. But to live in your nightmares, to watch them come to life every single day, month, year, is unimaginable. Terrifying, unreal. That's my life, or my new one. I live, feel, see, and breath my nightmare. Every passing minute is a fight for survival. Every single day isn't exactly life anymore. I've lost more than I can remember. I've seen hell and I've looked into the eyes of the devil. I've learned to not get attached to people because at one point, they are going to die. There is no hope There is no cure For now, there only exists the living and the dead. #450 in Virus 8/25/18 #104 in Virus 10/11/18

After an apocalyptic event that thrusts the world into a new ice age, Calestia - a 17-year-old girl with a strong will - must learn to survive on a land infested with gangs, guns, and distrust. ***** Nobody knows what day it is anymore. Nobody knows the month, the day of the week...and the only way to tell time is by the slight change in the color of the sky from grey to black every twenty-four hours. If a day even is twenty-four hours anymore. The planet is dead. The people are dead. Snow falls down upon piles of bodies like the ash of a volcanic eruption. Except, the snow doesn't stop. It never does. It continues to fall and fall until you wonder if it is even possible for another flake to come down and land silently in your hair. But it does. They do. There are few survivors of what the remaining have started to call the end of the world. The Apocalypse. Few who are still brave or scared of death enough to face the torture that is living. I am one of those survivors. Book One of the Snow Series Highest ranking: #3 in Sci-Fi Watty's Shortlisted