❝ Zašto radiš sve ovo? Ti si samo jedan od njih. ❝ ❝ Zato što bih učinio bilo šta, Mo, samo da te nasmejem.❝ All credits go to @tamara_writer ; copyright 2014 #1 in Historical Fiction ; 13.05.2016.

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This is a second view point from my original story - A Different Virus - Heartfire. I highly advise reading the original book first. Intro: Laura was a happy child without a care in the world. She loved her parents and life was perfect. Nothing seemed like it could go wrong. People started talking about a bad flu that was spreading and sending some into a coma. Her parents grew worried and stocked the house in case of a pandemic. Months later another virus appeared. Her family was shocked when the news people started reporting that zombies were actually real and not just part of a horror movie. They were appearing in every country. Her parents reassured her that none of the zombie sightings had been anywhere close to them. Her life is turned upside down when her father ends up in hospital with the bad flu and mother exiles her upstairs for her safety. She was never allowed downstairs again. Weeks pass and the streets become deserted with the exception of the red eyed zombies that wandered around. One night she notices a swiftly moving figure with glowing blue eyes in the street below. Should she call out or remain silent? Is this fleeting shadow something that can help her or could this mysterious figure be even more dangerous than the zombies themselves? ---------------------- Ranked #1 Apr 10, 2018 (A huge thank you to all who read and voted!) This story is copyright and built from my own imagination. This book was a special request from someone who helped me a lot. This viewpoint has less action than the original. The cover was made by @All_AboutAssymetry. A huge thanks to her! Copyright September 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.

„Čudi me da si došao, zar ne bi trebalo da budeš sa devojkom tamo negde u jednom od onih elitnih restorana, da pijete vino i smeškate se jedno drugom?" „Nemam devojku." „Otkud sad to? Sećaš li se kako si mi onog dana pričao o vašim planovima za venčanje i ljubavi koju osećate?" „A sećaš li se ti kada sam ti rekao da odeš od mene? Zašto to nisi učinila?" „Ti si uvek dolazio po još, nešto te je dovodilo meni, nisam ja kriva, voleo si svaki trenutak proveden sa mnom." „Nisam to želeo. Ti si me promenila."

,,Postoje one ljubavne priče koje se završe srećno.Postoje one koje se završe tragično i zarežu se u istoriju.Ah da...Postojimo i ti i ja''. *** Kada su se prvi put sreli,Dankan i Ester nisu ni sanjali koliko puta će zameniti uloge u igri lovca i lovine.Da li neko tako različit,a opet tako sličan može da ima jednu od onih priča koje se završavaju srećno ili ipak...Može li komedija da ima tužan kraj?Saznajte u priči ,,101 način da budeš uhapšen''! Cover by:alter_ego_maja

Ispovijest kidnapovane djevojke. Molim Vas, ako postoji mogćnost da zanemarite moju katastrofalnu gramatiku, uradite to :) UPOZORENJE : UZNEMIRUJUĆI SADRŽAJ WARNING : DISTURBING CONTENT Contains strong, bloody violence. Cover: @2-Bad-Girls #1 in horror 29.04.

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.