He Who Walks Alone is about an eleven year old boy, Jobe, and his dog, Matthias, who tries to survive a disease that is going around the entire world. This boy came home from school one day and patiently waited for his parents to come home from work. He waited... and waited...... and waited until he knew that they weren't coming back. So he packed his things and set out with his dog to find a safe place where they could survive the zombie apocalypse.

What do you think would happen if you started seeing glimpses through your soulmate's eyes, knowing you're due to meet them in a week? [Book #1 of The Soulmate Series] © felicitate | 2015

What am I doing with my life? I need to get out more. I need to make some friends. God I'm so pale. And my posture is terrible. I should stand up straighter. People would respect me more if I stood up straighter. What am I even talking about? There are no people. There is no one to talk to. This is the apocalypse. I'm dead. No ones gonna respect a dead person. A bullet to the head is probably all I'll get if I try to make friends. And even if they didn't try to shoot me, there is no guarantee I wouldn't eat them. Maybe I'm better off alone. Completely isolated. Forever. I wish I was alive. The living are so lucky. They get to eat and sleep and dream. I get to drag my feet, make groaning noises, and eat people. I'm so lonely. I want to dream. I want to live. I want to love. But no one wants a smelly flesh eating corpse for a boyfriend. I'll never get to sleep or dream or live or love, because that's what the living do. I'll just be stuck in this lifeless body for all eternity. I'd give anything to be alive again. I'd give anything to have love.

// format was inspired by milk and honey sad things w/ a sexuality crisis, what more could you want?

There are two things Harper Lynch wasn't expecting when she made out with an attractive stranger at her aunt's wedding. One: He would show up on her doorstep two weeks later as the son of an old family friend. Two: That he would be staying in her house, right next door to her. If living together isn't enough, Duke starts to go to Harper's school for the year, and immediately earns the status of the senior heartthrob. Suddenly, Harper, the girl who keeps mostly to herself and spends a lot of time in her room watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer marathons, is the envy of every girl in her high school. Harper couldn't care less, and despite that fact that she has insisted that she has in no interest in Duke, she is still subject to the wrath of jealous, catty bitches and the admiration of wide-eyed freshmen. It really doesn't help that Duke is constantly flirting with her in his own irritating yet charming way. Harper refuses to be yet another conquest, but is that what Duke wants? Or does he want more?

I smiled sweetly. "I just wish I could relive the nineteen years I've wasted and smush them into six months before I get married," I murmured, pouting slightly. "Well, maybe I can help," he said suddenly. I looked up at him. "What?" I questioned, surprised. "For the next six months, Ellie, I'm going to teach you how to live. But first, let's eat dinner," he said, standing up, grabbing my hand. --- Ellie Quinn had never lived a regular life. She never had a proper friend, except for Jordan. She has never been on a vacation, gone to the movies, or even eaten at a restaurant. When her parents break the news that Ellie was going to go though with an arranged marriage, Jordan promises her that he was going to teach her how to live before the six months deadline of freedom rings its toll. Copyright © E.P.