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A Different Virus: Heartfire par CrystalScherer
CrystalScherer
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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.
THE ANTIGEN par arunav09
arunav09
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Everybody wants me. No, practically it's what within me that they desire. No, That they "need" A necessity for mankind; I never knew this would be my fate running from shadows and people I don't even know. I don't even to look at my self in the mirror of cheap hotel rooms. Times closes down with every tick, and they are gaining on me; precisely regaining. In my power: which I don't have much I must battle through all to find a way to reach my family, tearing through borders, governments and obscurities of people trying to give me up for the lump of money they'd be rewarded which again is a false promise made by selfish bastards. With everything passing by ; this play with death is healing my dark soul. Dark because I'm not willing to give it up; for what I have might change eveything forever. *** Chapters will updated regularly. Until then keep reading.