In the future, everyone who's bitten by a zombie turns into one... until Diane doesn't. Seven days later, she's facing consequences she never imagined. * * * * * As civilization collapses under a relentless wave of zombies, Diane and her friends take shelter in a military base. However, while she's rescuing another survivor, Diane gets bitten by one of the monsters. She hides it and runs away, knowing she only has days left to live. But she soon discovers she isn't turning into a zombie - she's turning into something else. --------- Excerpt: I looked up and stared. My reflection looked back at me in the mirror of the dark room. My eyes were literally glowing, there was no mistaking it. It was not a reflection of light, or any of the other excuses I had used or others had assumed. They were glowing a light sapphire blue color. It was not a bright glow, but it was definitely a glow. Glowing eyes were not normal. Okay, at this point I had to admit it, I was no longer normal. What was I then? For that, I had no answer [[Word count: 495,000]] Copyright August 2016. All Rights Reserved. Readers may not copy, alter, or steal this story. Fanfictions are allowed to use my *world* and *zombie rules* as long as credit is given. Cover was lovingly made by JimenaVivancoo.

Injured, terrified, and on the run, Kisa never expected salvation to come wrapped in tattoos, scars, and steel. When she crashes-bloody and unconscious-into the garage of Slater Wylde, a brooding mechanic with a body built for sin, she wakes to more than just safety. She wakes to obsession... Slater is rough. Dangerous. Addictive. Precisely the kind of trouble she should run from, but his touch feels like protection and devotion. With Kisa's past still haunting her, she decides to lie low and enjoy a little bit of pleasure from the hands of a Wylde. There's only one problem: Slater has no intention of letting her go. Sometimes, the deadliest remedy comes with oil-stained hands and a possessive streak that burns through the soul.

Blaze Anderson was a spoiled, handsome, intelligent and carefree person. The life for him was just a game. And he was always a winner in this game. His whole world was turned upside down when he met Ashley Parker. The most beautiful, stubborn and innocent girl who he had ever seen. But when Blaze made a bet on Ashley for making her fall in love with him, he didn't know that after it, their lives wouldn't be the same. Not just only theirs, but others' too. But what will happen when things don't go as planned?

"I would rather throw dirt in my eyes than fuck her." HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in jungkook #1 in bts #1 in jjk #1 in jhope #1 in friendswithbenefits #1 angst #1 in junghoseok #2 in parkjimin #5 in fanfiction #7 in jeonjungkook

After a hot-headed playboy billionaire stands her up for a career-making interview, blogger Sweet vows to ruin his reputation. The only catch? It requires her to strike a fake-dating deal with the enemy. Standalone in The Billionaire's Sweet Trouble series *** When sensational blogger and small-town farmer's daughter Sweet Treble promises her publisher an exclusive interview with notorious Greek billionaire Sebastian Stavrakos, she knows she's on the precipice of getting everything she's ever wanted. That is, until Sebastian stands her up not once, not twice, but three times, and she decides to sour his reputation to get even. Sinfully handsome Sebastian grew up with the keys to his family's business empire, but a string of playboy antics have him on thin ice with his parents. When Sweet goes on live TV to expose his behaviour, what starts as a missed interview spirals into a media storm that threatens the CEO position he's spent his entire life hedging for. Sebastian has his eyes set on revenge. Sweet has her heart set on karma. But as their plans backfire, they decide to strike an outrageous deal: fake date for the media, repair Sebastian's reputation, and write an exclusive that will launch Sweet's first book to the bestseller list. But what happens when the fiery hatred between them grows into something more? And when Sweet's high school sweetheart, Jace, returns to town, how will she choose between the comfortable good guy and the enticing bad boy? Can revenge turn into romance, or will the playboy get a taste of his own medicine? Cover designed by Louise de Ramos

[COMPLETED]Donovan (Blaze) Hill is a mystery. He rarely talks and when he does, it's only short answers. The man doesn't know what a smile is and no one knows where he's come from because he only existed five years ago. But we all know one thing about Blaze: he's exceptional at his job - which is protecting his clients. Especially his Everlee. Everlee Cabrera is the owner of a jewellery brand and has worked herself up to be an extremely successful businesswoman - no thanks to her mentor Leona Tahan. Unfortunately, with her success, comes a lot of danger, especially when her father is a famous scientist. So what does he do? He hires a bodyguard for his precious daughter. Blaze, to be exact. +++ "I'm here to protect you, nothing more, nothing less. So stop looking at me like I'm your favourite person in the world." "Maybe you are." "Shut up." #1 in Bodyguard 29th June 2022

Down-on-her-luck Aubrey gets the job offer of a lifetime, with one catch: her ex-husband is her new boss. *** Aubrey Whitlock's life is turned upside down after her divorce, leaving her an unemployed, broke, and single 29-year-old. A chance meeting with her ex throws her for a loop again when he makes her an offer: come work with him as his assistant. Now a self-made billionaire, Bryce Roberts is just as infuriating-and good-looking-as he was the first time around. Their marriage was disastrous, but their chemistry is stronger than ever. Will they ever mend their relationship, or will it be nothing more than a heated game of seduction? And what will happen when Bryce discovers the secrets Aubrey has been keeping from him after all this time?

He's rude, he's arrogant and downright insolent. She's a damaged good with walls built so high it's a surprise even she can see over them. It's almost been a year since Scarlett Valentina has been working as secretary to the suave, sexy billionaire - Jasper Queen - and as her first year draws to a close, sparks begin to fly. Suffering from a childhood of abuse, Scarlett refuses to let anyone get too close until even she herself cannot stop her boss from digging deep into her past. But, will she let Jasper break down the walls and unearth every part of herself for him? Will Jasper stay long enough to seek his secretary out? Through all the scars, tears, truths and tantrums, who will burn and who will make it out unscathed? • THIS BOOK HAS BEEN FULLY REVISED AND EDITED AS OF JULY 1ST 2017 • ● DEAR READERS, PLEASE BE COURTEOUS OF THE FACT THAT THE FIRST 16-18 CHAPTERS WERE WRITTEN WHEN I WAS 14 YEARS OF AGE HENCE WHY THEY ARE NOT VERY GOOD AND PROVE TO BE RATHER NONSENSICAL AT TIMES. THANK YOU FOR UNDERSTANDING.●

❝Aw, you're so pretty when you lie,❞ Alyssa gushes mockingly, condescending malice dripping from her tone. A devious smirk tips up a side of Vincent's full lips that were still swollen from kissing her yesterday, ❝Hmm, am I now? If that's the case then I guess I'll keep on lying to you.❞ The assassin's breath hitches when he saunters closer, backing her up against the wall of their shared hotel room. ❝What... what do you mean?❞ She fucking hates that her voice comes out all pathetically breathless. What she hates even more is that every single nerve, every cell in my body comes roaring to life at the feel of his warm callused hand leisurely inching up her inner thigh. Because no matter how much she liked to deny it, she only ever felt like she was truly living when his hands, his mouth, his touch was on her. ❝I'll lie to you, Alyssa. Since you say I'm so pretty when doing so.❞ She swallows thickly, trying her best to appear unfazed. ❝Go on then. Lie. It's what you're best at after all.❞ ❝I don't want to kiss you.❞ He cups her face and the pad of his thumb drags her soft bottom lip to the side. ❝I really don't want to taste and see whether you're as sweet as I remember.❞ Alyssa inhales sharply at the reminder and then again when she feels his other hand lightly trace down the center seam of her lace panties. ❝And I sure as hell don't want to fuck you up against this wall.❞ {𝓮𝔁𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓭 𝓼𝔂𝓷𝓸𝓹𝓼𝓲𝓼 𝓲𝓷𝓼𝓲𝓭𝓮} 𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 #23 in spying #133 in mobboss #293 in eroticromance #305 in steamy #411 in mafiaprincess #653 in assassin ⚠ mature language & sexual scenes ⚠

❝Are you done acting like you care?❞ Tristan's jaw clenches so hard that for a second I'm actually afraid his teeth will disintegrate. ❝I'll ask one more time. Where. Were. You. Last. Night.❞ I lift my chin, wishing the raw command in his voice didn't have me damn near shaking. ❝You really wanna know? Fine, then. I was at Isaac's with his face between my legs getting me to moan his name for hours.❞ And he snaps. My hips are grabbed roughly by big warm hands- hands that teased and touched and caressed every inch of my body just a few days ago- and I'm being shoved up against the closed door of my bedroom. Tristan's blue eyes practically gleam with rage and a muscle in his jaw twitches furiously as he glowers down at me. Yeah, this was not good. This was not good at all. How dare he pin me against a door like a caveman and interrogate me about my whereabouts in my own home? At least... that's what I told myself as I felt my breaths turn shallow and my thighs slowly clench together. {𝓮𝔁𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓭 𝓼𝔂𝓷𝓸𝓹𝓼𝓲𝓼 𝓲𝓷𝓼𝓲𝓭𝓮} 𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 #2 in vulnerable #6 in conflict #12 in jealousy #17 in steamy #19 in chicklit #29 in collegeromance #60 in eroticromance #69 in newyork ⚠ mature language & sexual scenes ⚠