Wren Martin is socially awkward. She blocks off herself to the world, hiding behind her favorite hoodie. All she wants to do is keep a low profile, and graduate well enough to qualify for a college scholarship. But then a babysitting job leads her to cross paths with Asher Reed, Eastview Highʼs notorious athlete. When a field injury kickstarts his senior year, heʼs turning his free time and attention to Wren. And maybe she might not want to be invisible after all. ***** [Watty's Collector's Edition Winner] [TFA Runaway Prize Winner] [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]] Cover designed by Ashley Santoro

[Wattpad Featured Story] #2 in Adventure "I loved this book so much!! One of my favorites. I read it too fast 😭" - KristenDeF "Ready?" Peyton mouthed. Louie took a deep breath, squared her shoulders and nodded. She turned to the on coming threat and straightened her spine. Peyton's knife was the first one to take down a Crawler, the figure crumbling in the back. Louie found her target and let the knife sail through the night, whistling as it left her hand and found its mark. Flashes of metal streaked the night, as knife after knife was thrown, all finding their targets, dark forms collapsing one by one. As Louie sent one of her last knives flying, the Crawler's voice let free one last guttural screech as it tumbled to the ground. The remaining Crawlers looked to the window where Louie stood, their cries punching a hole in the night, filling the every ear with a blood curdling sound. It has been twenty years since the Crawlers emerged and ravanged the world. The remaining part of humanity has broken themselves into Compounds, fighting to stay alive. Louie's lived her whole life within the confines of The Compound, knowing exactly what her future held. But Peyton Jones upset that future the night The Searchers rescued his group of Outsiders. Peyton's only known a life on The Outside where everyday is a fight for survival. When their two worlds collide, Louie will be forced to rethink the future and what she expected out of life. "Best. Book. EVER!!" -shazz2002 "amazing story!!!!! one of the best. truly worth reading." - deepinahole "I love this book so much omg is didn't think I would like it as much cause it has zombies but I was SO wrong" - J_E_Locklin "BEST BOOK!!! Honestly haven't read a book like this in awhile. Kept me on my toes the entire time. Thanks the heavens that this earth was blessed with this book!!!!" - sarahvgre

"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.

Tamora Killian. A name once whispered in fear - a ghost in the shadows. Torn from her past by a brutal attack that left her scarred and alone, Tamora was forged in pain and fury. Taken in by the White Maw, an elite order of merciless hunters, she was shaped into a weapon - the deadliest they had ever created. For years, she served in silence, stalking monsters and men alike. But a rising war stirs the embers of her buried past. New enemies threaten everything she's built... and force her to rise once more - not as a hunter, but as a power of her own. As secrets unravel and loyalties are tested, Tamora must confront the truth about who she is - and who she was meant to become. In a world where darkness hunts the light, she must decide what's worth saving: her life, her love... or her legacy. *** This book has been entered into the Watty's! "Dear gods. Best book I have read here in eons!" "I am so in LOVE with this story!" "Been telling you all this time that you're an incredible writer and now the world gets to see it too. I'm so proud of you. This book is amazing and a true reflection of your talent and hard work." *** Highest ranking - #1 in Completed #1 in Werewolf #1 in Mates #5 in Paranormal #3 in Action The pictures used throughout the story are not mine, and all rights go to the owner/creator of the media. *Contains some strong language and mature themes*