Ara, the only woman left alive after a plague, is searching for a way to save humanity. She thinks there isn't a man she can trust, until she meets Kaden. ***** A plague has swept over the Earth, killing the majority of the population and every female. Except one. Ara witnessed the horror and destruction, but for the last three years she has survived. Now, desperation and hunger force her out of the mountains and onto a dangerous path; across the flooded downtown and through the gangs of survivors is hope. Ara's father spoke of a clue that could save not just her, but humanity. Then she is captured by a group of men. Despite the seeming kindness of Kaden, a young man her own age, Ara doesn't know if she can trust them. Then again, there's no way she can cross the plague-ridden city on her own. Men. Monsters. Is there a difference? This is the story of The Last She. (This book contains all of The Last She Series - Book 1: The Last She, Book 2: The Last City and Book 3: The Last Creation) [[word count: 250,000-300,000 words]]

Lisa is simple girl designed to be a killing a machine. Designed for evil. She choose to not obey her commands and choose her own fate. She soon finds herself running from her creator. And going to school?

Victor Stone had resigned himself to the fact that he was completely alone in the world. He had comrades, but they were completely organic. He had people he'd consider calling 'friend', but they were organic as well. They had secret identities. They could lead normal lives, fall in love, start families... Everything that he couldn't do. That is, until he met someone more like him than he originally thought.

Lin Manuel Miranda x readers cause he's freaking adorable!

What would it be like working closely with Lin and Vanessa? What would it be like working FOR Lin and Vanessa? 1st chapter = teaser

When given the opportunity to use virtual reality as a means to gain the sleep she's lost, Esinna takes it upon herself to invest in the demo. Everything seemed to work fine, and she didn't question that she didn't age in the machine. Until the power went out. Unable to escape, Esinna is stuck in the machine for what feels like minutes. Minutes turns to hours, hours, days. Then weeks. Then years. When woken up, Esinna is faced with the truth. Twenty minutes is 99 years of time lost.

I thought I'd write a cliche Art and memes aren't mine

{SAMPLE: Published on Amazon} Five hundred years ago, humanity's freedom died. When the Greek Gods and Goddesses were usurped from their home on Mt. Olympus, they crashed upon Earth and enslaved the human race. Children spend their existence inside prisons ran by ruthless Immortals, and upon their eighteenth birthday, they are thrown into an arena to be fought after. Once won, they are scarified with their name and short-lived identity in an unforgiving world, where there is an absence of hope for people with mortality coursing through their red veins. Servitude shackled humanity, but then a girl stood in the arena on the first summer solstice since she turned eighteen years old. A nameless girl, trembling behind the safety of her friend, landed in the Gods' worlds without knowing that she was going to be their unraveling. This wide-eyed slave, who bled two colors. One red like humans. One gold like the gods. Five hundred years ago, humanity's freedom died, but she's here to take it back. Final Book Cover commissioned by @Fantastical-Ink

You are the primordial being the first to exist. Before existence it's self you are the serpent that's wrapped around reality but it's time for you to participate in the actions of the world

A collection of short giant and tiny stories! Requests and suggestions are always open : ) (fair warning, some of the first chapters were from my earlier era of writing lol)