In the future, everyone who's bitten by a zombie turns into one... until Diane doesn't. Seven days later, she's facing consequences she never imagined. * * * * * As civilization collapses under a relentless wave of zombies, Diane and her friends take shelter in a military base. However, while she's rescuing another survivor, Diane gets bitten by one of the monsters. She hides it and runs away, knowing she only has days left to live. But she soon discovers she isn't turning into a zombie - she's turning into something else. --------- Excerpt: I looked up and stared. My reflection looked back at me in the mirror of the dark room. My eyes were literally glowing, there was no mistaking it. It was not a reflection of light, or any of the other excuses I had used or others had assumed. They were glowing a light sapphire blue color. It was not a bright glow, but it was definitely a glow. Glowing eyes were not normal. Okay, at this point I had to admit it, I was no longer normal. What was I then? For that, I had no answer [[Word count: 495,000]] Copyright August 2016. All Rights Reserved. Readers may not copy, alter, or steal this story. Fanfictions are allowed to use my *world* and *zombie rules* as long as credit is given. Cover was lovingly made by JimenaVivancoo.

he was an asshole, he was reckless, he was easy to piss off, he was possesive, he was.. broken. ~*~*~*~*~*~* (Editor is @sammy0398) (updates will come out when i can get them out)

Note: This fic was written when I was about 12. As a result a lot of the writing is...less than great, there are most likely many grammatical errors, stereotypes taken from how stories were written circa 2015-17, and other issues of the sort. Read if you'd like but just keep that in mind! -- Whenever someone is born, a certain special piece of jewelry appears on a part of your body. A boy and a girl would be paired up, and have the same exact same piece, that changes its color depending on when they'll meet. • Red: 10-15 years left Orange: 9-7 years left Yellow: 6-4 years left Green: 3-1 years left Blue: 1 month left Purple: 1 week left Rainbow: Now. • You can speak into said accessory, and your message would appear on your soulmate's arm or hand. But there's a catch; you can't say your name. As a result, Marinette waits agonizingly to meet her significant other, while everyone surrounding her, seems to be finding each other. Meanwhile, Adrien knows that it's her, but doesn't have the fully packed confidence to write back often, or admit to it himself. ××× W A R N I N G S; •TRIGGERING ASPECTS MAY BE INVOLVED. ××× »All characters belong to Thomas Astruc and Zagtoon Animation unless claimed. •Started: 7•19•2016 •Finished: 2•7•2017 »#12 in soulmates • aug.15.018 »#6 in soulmates • sep.17.018

5/24/18- #3 in Lunatic Amelia Jade Revers is a werewolf. Despite how most wolves live she doesn't live within a pack, she's a loner. And has been ever since her family was slaughtered. At the time she was only ten and had yet to have her first shift, unable to protect her family. She watched idly as a man destroyed everything she knew and loved, unable to protect her mother, father, and younger sister. On that night she was left alone in the world as she ran for her dear life. Running, forever from the one who killed her family and won't stop at anything till she joins them beyond the grave. From that night on her will to live was so strong that she managed to force herself to shift in a crisis at the age of twelve when she was going to be killed by a rouge wolf. And due to that the consequences were disastrous, her wolf was forever immature and wouldn't mature to her full potential. Not to mention the odd fits of insanity that would take over her a few times a month. A curse from the Goddess who created them all, that the wolves grew to simply call Psychosis due to the effects, if anyone ever tried to force a shift before the right time. With no cure from this curse Amelia had to deal with it and strengthen her wolf as much as possible until the day she would stop running. To stop running from the death that trails closely behind, and to face it and destroy it to avenge her family that didn't deserve to die. She had a one track mind, getting stronger and kill her enemy. Never thinking about a mate, much less want one, never expecting to run into her mate either. All she wanted was to destroy the rouge pack that was known for attacking and killing anyone just because they wandered too close whether they were human or wolf. But she hadn't expected a nearby pack to raid the rouge camp the same night she destroyed them. The Devil's luck hadn't been on her side that night, not like she would accept anything from the one she was running from.

"Would you believe me if I said I'm sorry?" This is what Skylar hears everytime her boyfriend Marcus hits her. His gang rules the town. She lives with her brother Trenton, who is also in the gang. Trenton doesn't know, and if he did, he'd sure beat the living hell out of Marcus. She can't tell anyone. The only person able to break through her wall is Riley. He too is in a gang. Surrounded by badass guys, Skylar learns a few things. One of them being how to fight back.

His name is Archer, he is known as the cruel and vicious assassin. He is like a killing machine but hides in the shadows targeting his enemy's and stalking them as prey. He lives alone and has no one to love, until he lays eyes on an innocent beautiful women called layla and he is very determined to have her. However archer is very possessive and doesn't share with anybody else, if someone does touch what's his then you better start running as he will track you down and rip your throat out in the most painful way. Her name is layla, she is a very sweet girl and she tends to always have a smile on her face which never fades. Layla always puts others before her and wants them to be happy. But, many people hurt layla and says mean things to her because of her kind nature. @all rights reserved

She's 17. He's 18. She's Innocent. He's not. She belongs to a nice pack. He's the most cruelest pack in the world. They're both different. But have one thing in common...their mates. Olivia Marie Adams is a normal girl. Dirty blonde hair, striking blue eyes, fair, beautiful skin. She worked hard to get from chubby to curvy for years. Her sweet tooth was only part of her problem. Another one...she's a Werewolf. Olivia is also a guardian, and she still hasn't found her mate at 17 years of age. Alpha Colton A. Walker is a party boy. His sandy brown hair, ocean blue eyes, and perfect body makes every girl long for him. But, he doesn't date. His Beta, Tyler, is his best friend. Colton's dangerous, cruel, has no mercy, and is drop dead gorgeous. When a vampire race terrorizes the Werewolf world, they have to fight back. Add personal problems and its a huge mess. It's a dog eat dog world. After all, it all starts with a choice. Are you prepared to fight for your world?

(Completed) Young werewolf, Evangeline, can do something no other can, hold communication with someone far beyond her realm. Always at her side, the Goddess of the moon has guided her through the toughest of times, but when the truth starts to bleed out, when an Alpha claims Evangeline as his own, and when the most dangerous come seeking revenge, Evangeline may have to face it all alone. ________________________________ All rights reserved Cover design by Lot Aznar Highest ranked: #1 in werewolf Copyright © 2021

After she tragically loses her mother, Cassie turns to street fighting-but she soon learns that the biggest fights happen outside the ring. ***** Seventeen-year-old Cassandra Haynes has never been one to follow the rules. Constantly on the brink of expulsion at school, she doesn't care what anyone thinks about her. But when tragedy strikes and she is left alone to care for her little sister, Cassie needs to find a way to survive and quick. Without telling a single soul, she moves to the next city over and turns to the only thing she knows--the illegal sport of street fighting. As her fights get grittier and more dangerous, Cassie finds out that there are even more people out for her blood. She'll do anything to protect her little sister and some people are about to learn the hard way. Content and/or Trigger Warning: attempted suicide in Chapter 2. [[word count: 70,000-80,000 words]] Link to the sequel - https://www.wattpad.com/story/29778845-the-mystery-fighter-ii Cover designed by Ren T

"You're mine." I said, only inches away from her beautiful face. Her eyes. Her lips. I could not resist. "There's only you... Only you." My thumb caressed her cheek, marvelling at the softness of her skin. From under her dark nut-brown hair, peeked eyes of hazel and honey, edged with a deep forest-green. Held innocence, and fire that dwindled down to smoldering ember. I was warned about the threats in life, but never the ones with hazel eyes. I held her close, so close that I could feel her heartbeat against my chest. Her body- chiseled to perfection. Must she be so perfect? I couldn't stop myself from pulling her close to me and kissing her lips. At first, it was a delicate butterfly of a kiss, so faint, like a whisper. But, oh, it grew into so much more. Kissing her hungrily, my hands roamed all over her body. I wanted to kiss her lips, trace the curves, the lines and the twists they hid. I wanted to caress her body, cover with my hands every inch of her skin from head to toes, run my fingertips over her, and hear the melody of her laughter, and the symphony of her moans."More," I growled silently, still kissing on her bottom lip. "Give me more, Amelia." I kept kissing her, over and over again, each time harder than the last. The more love I give her, the more I have bursting inside me... Crazy, huh? "Dimitri" The silvery melody of her voice serenaded trough my heart as the air softly touched her lips when she whispered my name. My aesthetic senses came alive. I was once again struck by what she did to me, by her beauty. Her kisses, they lit my brain on fire, the warmth spreading throughout my entire body. After each one of them, I was more addicted. I couldn't bare not to be with her and I could barely breathe when she wasn't around. I, the Vampire Prince of Venedocia was swollen under the spell of this human. Amelia was my salvation and my torment. I lived for her and I would die with the memory of her in my arms. She was the half that made me whole.