Instead of being rescued on the sunny shores of Chicken Island, Seven is awoken by a massive thunderstorm only to find himself bleeding out with no one around to help. Instead of total amnesia, Seven retains most of his memories - leaving only certain fragments blank. In this Alternate Universe fanfic, the world of Scissor Seven is introduced to a darker possibility where instead of dealing with an amnesiac moron, Da Bao must keep the world's most lethal Shadow Assassin from...well... assassinating him. ✂️----------------------- -------- ---- --- -- - - - - DISCLAIMERS!! ✂️This is a non-profit fanfiction. Scissor Seven and its characters are owned by Xiaofeng He, Sharefun Studio, Aha Entertainment, and Netflix. PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF XUANWU, 𝘞𝘈𝘛𝘊𝘏 𝘛𝘏𝘐𝘚 𝘚𝘏𝘖𝘞 𝘓𝘌𝘎𝘈𝘓𝘓𝘠!!! ✂️Shadow Astray is based off of the mini doodle series "Stray Shadow Assassin" by @hellfarin on Twitter. I have received permission from them to write this fic based on their art work (which is like, hella good so go check them out). ✂️While I do intend to respect the light-hearted feel you get from Hellfarin's mini doodle series, I am me and this story will inevitably get dark. ✂️This story contains graphic violence, adult language, smoking, use of alcohol, mild sexual themes, and potentially triggering subjects. Reader discretion is highly advised. ✂️Special thanks to my friends (you guys know who you are) for helping me plan out a few of the parts. Huge preesh to ya'll.

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.

WARNING! Please be advised that this is not a bedtime story about sparkly fairies and pink unicorns. This book may contain graphic descriptions of poisoned apples and witches' ovens. It is not appropriate for supernatural beings under the age of 377 (excluding vampires and werewolves). DISCLAIMER: Wicked Witches Inc. and Evil Stepmother Enterprises are not responsible for any maiming, mass murder or permanent insanity resulting from the reading of this book.

Rowen lives in a world where dragon riders are rare and respected. When the next Choosing Ceremony comes around to reveal the newest batch of dragon riders, she looks forwards to seeing if there will be any females amongst the new recruits. Imagine her shock when the Choosing Ceremony doesn't go as she planned and she's whisked away to a life of dragons, magic and dragon riders.