Okie's fifteen. She lives in New York. She's got a few problems: she's failing geography, her dad's a wimp, and her mother, Sumatra, is a stone cold bitch. But things get a lot worse when Sumatra turns into a zombie and eats Okie's dad. Clio, Okie's grandmother, lives in Toronto; but since the zombie apocalypse, Toronto's a lot further away than it used to be. Clio suggests that Okie transport Sumatra across the border, because family is family. But coaching Okie by cellphone isn't easy, and Clio has some zombies of her own to contend with. Luckily she has some garden tools. Naomi Alderman and Margaret Atwood team up for this unusual two-hander. Encompassing love, death, sex, and the meaning of family, The Happy Zombie Sunrise Home will surprise, delight, and convince you of the vital importance of keeping ready supplies of rhubarb and mini-wieners in your freezer at all times. The story unfolds beginning October 24.

Description: 15 year old Jude has been transferred from foster care to foster care her whole life due to mischievous behavior and strange happenings. Now for almost a year Jude has been forced to live with her ghastly new foster mother Devein who beats her constantly. The only thing that is keeping Jude sane is her writing. Soon though strange events being to unfold in Jude's life as she is ripped away from Devein and into a world much harsher and magical then anything she could have ever imagined. She beings to realize the person inside her and powers that she never knew she had before. As Jude gets older she soon realizes she must learn to control her powers and find out where she really came from before it's to late.

I lost everything dear to me. Just when things in my life started to get back to “normal,” I had a near-death experience that left me wondering whether or not God exists. Thankfully my best friend, Declan, is a Christian and is helping me find my way to the truth.

Delinquent, Reject, Prodigy. Orphaned Rosemary Adams manages to find a family only to be tossed aside when she's wrongly accused of vandalism. She's sent to a boarding school for delinquent kids where her natural abilities for the piano are discovered and for the next few years, her only focus is music. But when her agent dies in a car accident, Rose vows to never touch a piano again. Now, on her own and enrolled in a public school, can she keep her vow? Will the thrill of rock music make her change her mind? Or will Mac Parker, lead singer in a rock band scare her away? This story is a spin off of Playing Evelyn.

Dear Reader, It hadn't hit me right away, many things, but especially the fact that I was about to turn twenty years old. It was as if it was just yesterday that I was learning how to make a peanut butter sandwiches, tie my shoes, and draw endlessly with fat crayons--which I thoroughly believed to be a masterpiece. It had to be yesterday, when I was befriending any new person that I met with a dazzling smile. No, those were the years that I was numb--masked from the world and blissfully unaware of the dangers and lingering dark edges of the Chicago city. Life moves fast; terrifyingly fast for some, especially those who try and anchor down each and every day of their existence. For others, it moves drearily slow. I use to be numb, I use to be unaware of the shadows deep within the corners of the earth, the watchful figures around me. I use to draw scribbles, struggle to tie my shoes, and fail at doing the simple things, like tying shoes. I use to make friends with anyone I met and kept that friendship over a promise. I use to do a lot of things, actually. But that was when life was a whole lot simpler, safer, and perfect. That was before I knew about Death. That was before he became my frenemy. Forever and always, Faith Williams *** MY WRITING PAGE! Please join! http://www.facebook.com/pages/Kat-aka-katrocks247-from-Wattpad/208740202517075

When Lily was five, she had a friend named Alec. He was a ghost. But they got into an arguement, so she told him to stay out of her life. And he did. What happens ten years later, when he re-enters her life?

Eria is an albino. She lives in a little place in town where everyone seems to have some sort of addiction. She swears she will show the world that skin tone doesn't matter by staying above the influence. But when a gang leader falls in love with her, the two are sent running for their lives. Can they overcome all odds by making it out alive?

Sleeping Beauty? Ha! That girl had it easy. My name is Morgan Peters and I fall asleep at random times of the day due to a condition I have called Narcolepsy. And because of my evil grandmother, I'm sent to live in California with my twin brother. So instead of living in a palace in some fairytale land... I get California. And while Sleeping beauty slept for years, I can't control when I sleep. Lastly... Sleeping beauty got Prince Charming... I got Scott Williams. Hot, cocky and a definite heartbreaker. How will a girl who never knew life outside of her comfort zone survive in world that has a new surprise that could knock her off her feet at every corner? Well, who said living a fairy tale was ever easy?

What would you do if you were cursed to dance every night from midnight till your feet would bleed? Would you fight the curse that you were born with or dance under its spell? This is a story of a 16 year old ballerina called Lucinda who lives in the small town of Wisconsin who was accepted into America's Performing Arts! From a baby, Lucinda was cursed to dance from midnight, till her feet would bleed! Will Lucinda fight for everything and try to stop the curse knowing that she will lose a friend?

Part 2 to Bloody November "It’s been five weeks since I slit my throat, five weeks since Mr. Terry was sent to the hospital because of the attack, five weeks since I last saw Wes’s face; since I last touched him. I’ve forgotten what he feels like now. Five weeks can make all the difference. In five weeks, my father and the police department have not given up hope that they will find the killer, the monster behind all our nightmares. In five weeks, there has been no further evidence the monster even exists outside my imagination. The police have no clues and are just as oblivious as ever. But my eyes have been opened. It’s been five weeks since I was released from the hospital; five weeks since I’ve last spoken. After five weeks, Sarah’s smile still haunts my dreams."