512 has been a experiment for her clan for as long as she can remember, and she is undoubtably getting fed up with it. Known among her fellow Experiments for being cunning and violent, 512 and her partner 513 hatch a plan to escape. A feat no other Experiment has ever been able to pull off before! But as 513 suddenly goes missing, 512 swears to save him as well as escape. With so much able to go wrong, will anything go right? And if they do manage to get out what will be waiting them in the world outside? (( Naruto themes will be found mostly later in the chapters.)) ((COMPLETED /editing happening.))

Angel Bane excelled at stealth and evasion. The enemy team never heard him until he was holding his practice weapons to their heads and throats. He slipped into the opposing team's territory, and would only be noticed when he returned to his side with the enemy package in hand, wordlessly handing it to his training officer. He was never held captive. ~ Ash Bane excelled at tracking and sniping. She could blend into crowds, and sound inconspicuous. She found people that couldn't be found. Tracking movements, patterns, and behavior came to her easily. Her knives and bullets whistled through the air, almost making impossible marks. She never missed a target. ~ Achilles Bane excelled in combat and demolition. He fought with precision, without hesitation. He was constantly aware of his surroundings, and was never taken by surprise. He would walk into a structure, and leave it a pile of rubble. He never lied, and never let someone lie to him. He never failed a mission. ~From the author of the Split Souls series~ Rights to Rick Riordan and Marvel, Cover art is not mine. #1 in poki 12/2/20 #2 in percyjackson 10/13/20 #3 in crossover 10/23/20 #1 in nicodiangelo 11/6/20 #9 in betrayal 12/1/20 #9 in avengers 1/7/21 #1 in shield 1/22/21

The world's gone to hell. People are eating each other. Literally. Eating. Each other. I'm just doing my best to keep myself and the quirky mismatched group of people I call my own off the menu. Unknown pasts, unknowable future, friends that are actually family, maybe even a little bit of romance. Oh and zombies, lots of zombies. My name is Zero and this is my story.

Book 3 ***Spoiler Alert: This book description contains spoilers, if you have not read Zomb-Pocalypse 1 & 2, reading this description will ruin a huge plot twist in the first two books.*** Jane has found the cabin, her best friend Abby, and most surprisingly, her parents-but now the hard part begins. For over a month, Jane has survived on the road amid flesh eating monsters with no one to tell her what to do, but now she has her parents hovering over her, stifling her every movement. They want to treat her like their little girl, but the Apocalypse has forced her to grow up in so many ways that she just cannot go back. Surviving day to day on the road was hard, but building a life for themselves will be an even bigger challenge. Winter is starting to settle in, faster every day, and the group finds themselves in a life or death race to gather food and ensure the safety of the cabin from dead that seem to pop up everywhere. Nothing is truly safe. Hard lessons are learned through deadly mistakes, friendships are strained to their near breaking point, and it could all be for nothing ...

Book 2 In the wake of Camp Freedom being overrun, Jane, Silas, and Ryan set out for Abby's cabin in the woods of Illinois. They don't know what happened to the rest of their group, but Jane can't continue to function unless she finds out. Life on the road only gets harder as the undead claim more and more of humanity. The roads are blocked with wrecked cars and carnage, and they have to deal with new threats; threats that aren't just trying to eat them anymore. It's a lot for anyone to take on, but Jane is determined to find out what's happened to her friends- or die trying.

Sixteen-year-old Jane wakes up to a desperate text from her best friend¬¬¬-the dead are walking around outside her window. Jane's parents are in New York for the weekend, and Jane is completely alone. After a gruesome personal tragedy, Abby rescues Jane, and the girls flee the town they grew up in, hoping to find a place unaffected by the dead. Abby's family lake house seems like the only choice, but their beacon of hope is three States away, separated by a sea of reanimated death. Reaching it will be anything but easy. Being head cheerleader doesn't exactly prepare you for life during the apocalypse, and it's a dangerous learning curve.

"You know, it won't physically hurt you to be nice for once." I crossed my arms in front of my chest and groaned. "I don't want to take a chance." the corner of his lips lifted a little as he finished his sentence. "Well, you don't hear me complaining. The view of a someone so desperately working out is not a delight either." I retorted in a weary voice. "I bet it isn't." he narrowed his eyes at me and commented. Ugh.. Why is he so damn annoying? "You know what, just take your arrogant ass out of my room." I scowled at him, pointing towards the door. With small steps, he walked towards me. I took a step backwards when he neared me. He was invading my personal space, making me a bit flustered. The urge to push back his golden-brown hair covering his forehead was increasing with every passing second. "Gladly." he mumbled against my face and then walked past me out of my room. It took me a minute to calm down my racing heartbeat. ... He was a mystery, an enigma I wanted to solve. He was exhausting, he was infuriating, yet staying away from him was not an option. He was making me feel things I haven't felt before. Adam McArdle! Who are you and what are you doing to my poor little heart? ... #1 in GENERAL FICTION (23-05-2019) #1 in CHICKLIT (21-07-2019)

Since high school Lavinia Carter has had no pull with fate and the higher powers. Plus being the black sheep of the family makes her home life hell because she can't get along with her mother and sister-the blonde barbies and darlings of high society. So she only comes home for holidays, preferring to spend most of her time in NYU and with her ever quirky father in Los Angeles. So when her sister makes her the maid of honor for her wedding, Lavinia tries very hard to live up to the expectations of her family. Only to have all her hard work ruined by the groom who objects at last minute to confess his love for her at his own wedding in front of her family and the wedding guests. Fate is a heartless bitch. So when help arrives in form of Alexander Seymour, the guy she rejected 7 months ago, who agrees to pretend they are a couple in front of her mom and sister if she agrees to date him for real. Well she is in for a hell of a ride. Buckle up!!!

*COMPLETED* "You think I'd murder you?" He laughed humorlessly. "I- what?" I stuttered, looking at him with a lost expression. If he didn't want to kill me, what was all of this then? "What's your name, speedy?" He asked after shaking his head. "Why would I-I tell you my name?" I tried to sound brave, but this whole scenario was just freaking me out. "I'll find out, eh?" He gave me a smirk. What? "For what? You can just kill me now. I don't want to live like this anymore." I breathed out. I really don't. His loud and obnoxious laugh pulled me out of my thoughts. What's so funny? "You're funny. But-" He took a step closer and I immediately stepped backwards. "-the stunt you pulled last week-" My back hit the wall and I gasped as he stood only a few inches away from me now. His finger lifted my chin and I gulped. "-was not." His smirk was replaced by a serious expression. His eyes were so dark and captivating, I couldn't look away. "And you know what they say, speedy?" He continued as his eyes flickered towards my mouth. I shook my head and his smirk was back. "Keep your friends close. But-" He clenched his jaw. "Keep your enemies closer."

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)