Ara, the only woman left alive after a plague, is searching for a way to save humanity. She thinks there isn't a man she can trust, until she meets Kaden. ***** A plague has swept over the Earth, killing the majority of the population and every female. Except one. Ara witnessed the horror and destruction, but for the last three years she has survived. Now, desperation and hunger force her out of the mountains and onto a dangerous path; across the flooded downtown and through the gangs of survivors is hope. Ara's father spoke of a clue that could save not just her, but humanity. Then she is captured by a group of men. Despite the seeming kindness of Kaden, a young man her own age, Ara doesn't know if she can trust them. Then again, there's no way she can cross the plague-ridden city on her own. Men. Monsters. Is there a difference? This is the story of The Last She. (This book contains all of The Last She Series - Book 1: The Last She, Book 2: The Last City and Book 3: The Last Creation) [[word count: 250,000-300,000 words]]

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[Book 3] You've seen Batman v Superman. You've seen Justice League vs Teen Titans. You should've read The Battle for Earth and Surprise Attack (my two fanfictions). And now, I give you the third part of my DC Comics fanfiction series: Damian Wayne vs Jon Kent!

"My beautiful Puppet Boy and my beautiful Puppet Girl." A teenage boy and girl find themselves trapped in the lair of a crazy man obsessed with human puppetry. __________________ #1 in horror - 12/6/15 [featured - 12/30/15] IMPORTANT NOTICE - if you're reading this story on a site that is not www.wattpad.com then you could be at risk of a malware attack. Furthermore, please go to this link: www.wattpad.com/user/z0mbies, and report to me where you are reading this story. Thank you. WARNING: This story contains distressing material. Reader discretion advised. The characters in this book are fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead is entirely coincidental.

We walked for what felt like hours our suite cases getting heavier by the second then we rounded a corner to be greeted by a huge crowd of people waving, saying goodbye and climbing aboard the absolutely massive ship in the background. (Hi! I wrote this when I was thirteen, i am now 20 and reflecting back on it, I no longer agree with some of the things that I wrote about, especially because it is so poorly researched. If you enjoy it, please carry on reading. I will not stop you!)