"They claim that you are.. promiscuous, and unashamedly so." I said boldly, as we were alone in the vast hall. "Promiscuous?" he chuckled, a sheepish grin crawling upon his face. "No, Ms Devereaux, I simply dip my cup where there is plenty, and my dear, the world's pleasures are undoubtedly plentiful." he stated, lowering his voice. His eyes - full of mischief as he tossed the apple, catching it in his palm as it fell. "If only you are willing take them." He placed the fruit in my hand and with a nod of his head, he turned on his heel and left me without words.. {cover creds: robbie-idkay on Tumblr}

you've been gravely injured by a pack of lurkers. luckily, a brave boy by the name of Hampton Pierce comes to your rescue.

"Because you've forgotten what it's like to actually feel something." I whispered. Peter's expression softened and the only sounds between us were the steady unsynchronized breaths falling from our lips. He swallowed, the closeness of our bodies making my heart beat faster and adrenaline course through me. The feeling was neither pleasant nor unpleasant as I looked into his forest green eyes. "How can you make me feel so belittled with only words?" his troubled voice fell into a whisper and he gripped my shoulders. "Is it your goal to stand before me and pull me apart until I am nothing?"

Tripp Callahan, with a fire in his eyes and a bloodlust in his heart, takes the apocalypse head on, backed by his rag-tag group of teenage survivors. Saving a lone survivor from a swarm of zombies may be a good thing, but things are almost never what they seem... ***This is a JUST fan fiction! To read the original work by @citruspterodactyl and @reparo , visit Reparo's page and check out Chronicles of the Fall, # 1- Empty Night***

A comic, satirical novella following the misadventures of Henry Talon, the favourite intern of the radical right wing president Zaid Trigger. Copyright (c) 2015 All rights reserved

A government-ran community for delinquents. A stubborn eighteen year old who doesn't know when to quit. A fighting competition that separates the wolves from the dogs. Copyright (c) 2014 All rights reserved.

Picking is hard, you'll never know where you'll end up....