~ AVAILABLE ON AMAZON: https://www.amazon.com/dp/164434193X ~ She hated riding the subway. It was cramped, smelled, and the seats were extremely uncomfortable to sit on for hours on end. Now add a group of crazy mask-wearing, weapon-wielding, maniacs to the ever growing list of reasons why Gemma hated riding the subway. Gemma Conners is your average eighteen year old and for the past two years she's been riding the subway to and from school with no problem. She always expected the same ol' same ol'. Cramped spaces, hard seats, and perverts staring her up and down and "accidentally" bumping into her and blaming it on the train as it jostled people into one another. Never did she expect a group of masked men to rush in and hold everyone onboard hostage, demanding that they all play along with their sick and twisted idea of a "game". It was either that or die. To add on to her ever growing list of problems, one of the passengers onboard just so happens to be Archer Daniels, your typical high school "heartthrob" and Gemma's classmate. Her day just kept getting better and better. With Gemma's luck, she'd be lucky if she lasted five minutes. Yep. She really hated the subway. *Book Cover Credit: Irah Marie* Thanks again for making such an AMAZING cover!❤️

Voljeti nakon izdaje znači prevelik rizik, ali da li je samovati teže? Mislav nikada nije mislio da bi mogao toliko nesnosno žuditi za drugim ljudskim bićem, ludovati i nastupati kao ranjena zvijer , obzirom da je odrastao u kući gdje su roditelji izbivali i mogao je grliti samo skupe poklone koji su se nizali u kutu sobe. Što jedne zelene oči mogu učiniti uzornom studentu FER-a i treniranom vojniku kada ga obasjaju ljubavlju, a što kada u njima bljesne prkos i prijezir? Može li gitara u njegovim rukama krvariti za njega ? Elena, brucošica Pravnog fakulteta, zarađuje za svoj studij i podstanarski život dajući sate plesa i plešući tango u elitnom restoranu Casablanca kao animator večeri. Izdaja dugogodišnje ljubavi i potpuna osamljenost u velikom gradu sazidat će kulu oko njezinog srca. Hoće li Mislav razrušiti zid oko nje ili sagraditi još jedan, saznajte čitajući dalje. Cover by @kikaknox

**Featured Story on Wattpad Crime & Mystery** ~Inspired by a true case~ Seven-year-old Eric Staener once had a happy childhood. His parents that loved and guided him along, his elementary friends who always enjoyed his company, and his siblings in which looked up to him. He was his usual friendly, young, innocent self; until the day he is taken away. Taken away by a stranger. As the years he grows in captivity, he endures many struggles and fights that come from within. But as soon as his captor takes another boy, the now teenage Eric manages to gather up all his strength, taking the young boy with him, and finally escaping the horror he has lived in for the past eight years. (Title picture does not belong to me.)

--JUNE 2021 EDITOR'S PICK-- In a near future where neuroprosthetics have evolved, Nina--a young journalist--receives a hippoccampal implant after losing the ability to create long term memories. All seems well until memories that don't seem to be her own begin to surface. Now, Nina must find the truth behind these memories while struggling not to lose herself in them.

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.