"You lose everyone, that's just the way it is now. Get used to it." The new world, where blood and dirt stained your body like it was your favourite perfume. Gore, misery, and death now come with the art of survival, everything that you once knew was gone. Scar Jensen, a fighter herself, loses almost everyone she held dear to her heart, that is until she meets an unlikely group of people. Fighting their way to survive in a world where the odds are always against you, love, tragedy, and heartbreak were inevitable. Who knew that people so different could become so close when in the face of death? #1 - zombie survival 11/18/2021 & 05/08/2022 #1 - reedus 11/18/2021 #1 - twdfanfic 12/04/2021 & 04/08/2022 #1 - Daryl 01/14/2022 #1 - Daryldixon 09/05/2022 © All Rights Reserved

Nash Reed is a hot commodity, both on and off the ice. When his childhood friend Kennedy moves to town, the torch he's been carrying for her really heats up. ***** Kennedy Miller has finally scored her dream job. After years of putting her career first, proving to everyone that she can run an ad department like nobody's business, she's arrived in New York City. Which just so happens to be the home of her former best friend and childhood crush, Nash Reed, the hottest pro hockey player around. When they meet again on Kennedy's first night in town, sparks fly and their love quickly turns into a true barnburner. But can shy Kennedy, who's not used to the spotlight, face off against her insecurities and give their relationship a real shot? [[word count: 100,000 - 150,000]] Cover design by Ren T Previously titled My Childhood Friend, The Hockey Star

"Fuck you" Veronica spat in his face bravely. He is a very feared Italian Man and she knew about it the first time she saw him. The dangerous mafia being owned by this man sitting into the wooden chair inside the warehouse. She hated the fact that the Italian Princess herself was being kidnapped by this man as she was mistaken by someone who had runaway from them. But it wasn't her fault. Yes, she was hiding her true self. Her real last name is Veronica Florentino but changed her name legally by Rossi after her parents being massacred. She's a fighter yet she couldn't fight him. He glared at her with his deadly yet attractive gray eyes. He had this two silver rings in his left hand. From the look of his face, he was fucking mad. He was holding a gun in his right hand pointing at the floor but he was gripping it tightly. She just stared at his eyes provokingly which made him more furious than he was awhile ago. He stood up in his seat and walked towards her. The men was still holding her arm firmly to keep her from escaping. She was on her knees. He kneeled in front of her and reached his fingers to her jaw. She felt the cold metal in her skin as he gripped her jaw tightly. "Careful with your words, puttana" He growled lowly as he forcefully lifted her chin. His cold gray eyes staring right at her hazel eyes. She didn't show any fear at all. She was indeed intimidated by him but she could mask it all. She knows him..... he's fucking Rafael Moretti, the heartless bastard. Contains: Sexual Assault, Sexual Harassment, and others that may also trigger the readers.