This is the third book in "The Infectious Series," so please read the first two beforehand: "Infectious Intent" (number one) and "Infectious Devotion" (number two). Two months have passed since the incidents at Flat Peak, and Ether has been searching for his pink flower, (f/n) (l/n), desperately. No luck, though, has greeted him, and he finds himself in a self-induced weakened state. Physically, mentally and emotionally, he is exhausted. As Ether looks for (f/n), she endures countless struggles over the two months that bring her closer to the edge. In order for her to escape her imprisonment, she'll need a miracle or help from the one her tormentor seeks. I do not own the cover image, videos or content within the videos used in the story. I do own the story, its plot, characters, etc., so please do not steal. Thank you, and I hope that you enjoy the story.

The Readers Choice Awards 2018 Winner - General Fiction Genre Cankerfell Tunnels, a place where people travel to gain fame and wealth, yet every single individual who goes in disappears. Most assume them to be dead due to the many bodies discovered in the surrounding woods. These deaths are attributed to one murderer. No one believes the killer to be human, however. When (f/n)'s friend, a paranormal investigator, ventures inside them with her fellow teammates, she never comes back. With a possible paranormal entity on the loose, will (f/n) follow in after her friend and meet this supposed creature herself? Or, will she be greeted by a more dreadful fate? I don't own the cover picture. Moreover, I don't own any music videos or content w/in the videos. All rights go to the respectful owners. I do own the story, its plot, characters, etc., however. So, please don't steal. Thank you for reading, and I hope that you enjoy^-^! This story is also on my quotev account under the profile name Darkened Warrior.

This is the second book in "The Infectious Series." Please read my book "Infectious Intent" first before reading this one. Link: https://www.wattpad.com/521206667-infectious-intent-m-yandere-x-f-reader-the Seven months have passed since finding out the creature's past in his grandfather's cabin, and the creature still insists on having a child with his little helper, (f/n) (l/n), much to her utter dread. Due to their disagreement over this, a deal forms, which leads (f/n) far away from her home and parents but the creature as well. As she ventures into new towns and unsettling buildings, will she manage to escape the creature's plans for her, or will he catch her and finally have her completely in his clutches? I do not own the cover image, any artwork, videos or content within the videos used in this story. I do own the story, its plot, characters, etc., though, so please do not steal. Thank you, and I hope that you enjoy the story.

It's been six years since werewolves revealed themselves to the world, five since they took over every aspect of the government and asserted their dominance over humans, and four since Juniper's dad was murdered by a werewolf coming home from work. Forced to drop out of college to go into the human workforce and be the "guardian" of her younger half-sister, Juniper Olden has no illusions about werewolves. They are monsters, monsters that can burn in hell for all she cares. But when she comes face to face with what she hates the most she must make a choice. Which fate does she fear more, death or that of a werewolf's mate?

Imprisoned in an underground laboratory his entire life, eighteen-year-old Leonardo finally escapes, entering the real world for the first time. Overwhelmed by all the new experiences, Leo finds himself struggling to fit in and survive, all the while attempting to outrun his dangerous pursuers, who wish to recapture their very valuable experiment. As he attempts to disguise his genetically engineered mutations - including a deadly set of claws and elongated canines - Leo finds himself falling in love for the first time, as a sweet, selfless high school senior named Arabelle takes him under her wing, unaware of the danger she's just gotten herself involved in.

What if everything you knew about yourself was a lie? Mildred "Mills" Millhatten had a good life: close-knit family, fantastic friends, decent grades and even a not-totally-annoying kid brother. You might say it was the best kind of ordinary. So nothing could have prepared her for being taken and cast into a strange, vicious world that she didn't know existed and has little hope of understanding. As a Bleeder - one whose lifeblood feeds the Nosferatu - her continued survival hangs ever in the balance. The creatures are keeping her alive because they believe her blood has mystical properties. Mills fears what will happen when they realize they are wrong. If she hopes to survive and discover who she truly is, she needs an ally. She needs to befriend the mysterious boy who's been secretly visiting her cell, even though he's destined to become a bloodthirsty monster. Because she lives in their world now, and if she doesn't do something fast, she's going to die in it too.

I didn't write this but I have been given permission to post this all credit goes to Valentinesdaygreen and a link below to the original story origin http://valentinesdaygreen.deviantart.com/

Death was a cocoon. Inside it, he became something else. It was a shield that enveloped him, blotting out the pain and the fear. Then they brought him back, and the cocoon dissipated. Gone. Evaporated, like a drop of water on the scalding metal slats of the heating vent in his cell. But dying was always easy. Coming back tore him to pieces. Copyright 2018 All Rights Reserved Please don't steal this, y'all. Let me keep my faith in humanity.

February 19th, 2018 He is test subject Three-eleven-thirteen. Ellie for short. He's human. Remarkable. He can breathe freely, no tubes. His heart has adapted to beating on it's own. He opened his eyes yesterday, we looked at one another. He looked at me, truly looked at me. My daughter, Ripley, tried speaking with him, but he didn't understand. I will have her keep working with him. He will speak. February 23rd, 2018 He is standing. His bones are still fragile, but he is gaining muscle rapidly. This is incredible progress in such little time. Everything is going as planned, though his fingernails are black. They weren't black yesterday. March 13th, 2018 Ellie attacked Ripley last night. He will be kept in restraints from now on. March 27th, 2018 My God he is strong. The mysterious blackness that had formed in his fingernails is now flowing in his veins. Whatever this black liquid is, it's possessing him. April 4th, 2018 He bit me last night. I can feel the mystery in my veins. What is this? April 5th, 2018 Test subject three-eleven-thirteen, Ellie, will no longer be a patient of mine. I have locked him up in a cell in my lab. I fear him. He will stay in that cell for God knows how long until he starves to death. I am a coward. April 6th, 2018 I can't tolerate this. I think I'm truly losing it. My memories, my spirit, I feel them being eaten by this black virus. I have to end this tonight. I have to end myself tonight. I have too. Ripley, my sweet daughter, I love you baby. I am sorry for creating that abomination. I am so sorry.

The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake