The year is 2695, the United Planets have had peace for hundreds of years, avoiding major wars and disputes. The perfect stellar government has been made and every thing is working perfectly except for a few rogue pirate groups on the outskirts of the law. Or is it? James Markelium and his three friends wake up on a medical station where they recuperate from their injuries. Soon after they are sent off to a naval school for training for their next assignment, the UPSF Prince where he begins to question everything uncovering an Age of Lies.

(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!**

In a decayed and dying alien world that was once center of a vast planetary empire, an embittered rogue knight, soldier to the fallen empire, traverses a bizarre landscape discovering strange and sinister truths about the nature of the leaders he once served and about the mysterious warlords who have now carved the world into their private kingdoms. ************************************************************************************************ Wonderful cover art by Stefanie Saw: @seventhstar

Imagine the second you're born, a consultant removes you from your mother's grasp and runs a battery of genetic and physiological tests on you. Thirty minutes later they give you a score out of one hundred which denotes your level of perfection. If your score is above eighty and you work hard to maintain that score you will have a charmed life; well fed, well-rewarded, spoiled. But fall below eighty and you're labelled Flawed, and life will not be so kind. Hannah is adopted by a Flawed family when her birth parents choose their social standing over their daughter and endures a life of struggle, hunger and service. One day Hannah is escorted to the regional government office and told that the Consultant who delivered her, who labelled her Flawed got it wrong! Now, she is being relocated back to her birth parents, to live as one of the Ninety-Five- all medically and legally judged as perfect. Entering this new life Hannah has an impossible decision to make which puts not only hers, but the lives of everyone she cares about at great risk. "The Numbered- where no one wants to be number one". Authors notes: -This is a first draft of my story and will be edited soon. -2013 Began writing Flawed -2015 Watty Winner/ Named changed to The Numbered -2016 Completed The Numbered -2019 Optioned by eOne for development into a TV show.

I'm sorry... I'm so sorry... I deserve this chair... I deserve everything that happened to me. I'm a horrible person. I've killed. My friends...oh god, Carly, Allen, Felix... I'm sorry... I'm a horrible person, and for reasons you don't even know.

I'm nothing special. I'm nobody. I don't stand out. Well... I didn't stand out before, now my face is plastered all over the news. I never used to be something special, now I'm a wanted fugitive. I used to be nobody, now every soldier knows my name, my face, my crimes. Where did I go wrong? I'm sitting in a cold interrogation room. I keep telling myself this is the right thing to do, that I made the right decision, that this will help Vicki and Nick. All of my friends back home. Is it? Copyright: All Rights Reserved NerdyNinja1 2014 DISCLAIMER: If you cannot tell from the tags, there are gay characters in this book, specifically the main character and several side characters. I do not condone any gay bashing or homophobic commenting. Commenters of this nature will be asked to leave on the first offense, blocked and reported on the second offense. Thank you.