A werewolf romance written from second person POV, otherwise known as 'reader insert'. No names. No descriptions. YOU fill in the blanks. With the help of your best friend, you rescue injured animals and nurse them back to health. One day, a wolf cub lands in your care. Only you quickly discover this was no ordinary cub - it was a shifters pup. Your big heart means despite the dangers, you look after the little one. As time goes on and their pack never shows, the shifter becomes more than a rescue; he becomes your son, and you raise him as your own. Your pup is roughly nine years old when the townsfolk discover his true heritage and you're forced to flee with arrows nipping at your heels. Lost in the dark forest in the middle of autumn leaves you no choice but to search for your son's kind and hope they take you both in. What happens when you not only succeed in your quest, but you do one better and find his ridiculously handsome father who'd spent the last decade mourning him? Will they accept you into their pack? Will love blossom between you? Will your sons biological mother destroy everything? Will the author ever stop asking questions? Read now to find out!

*A Zombie Apocalypse romance story* *Updated every two/three weeks on Wednesday* The world didn't end with a bang or a whimper. It ended with screams. God, I'd never forget the screams. They'd haunt me until I undoubtedly fell victim to the same fate, which realistically would have been sooner rather than later - if it hadn't been for him. Eric's world had ended 18 years prior. He mainly ran on fumes, doing jobs that would put him away for life if he got caught. It didn't matter to him; he had nothing to live for. Until The Dead rose and he met her. He knew he had a higher survival rate than most people, and he planned on using those skills to keep them from dying along with the rest of the planet.