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Defying Death

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19/5/23
That was the date printed on my skin.
The date I was to die...
That was yesterday.
And I'm still alive.
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17-year-old orphan Chaya is a muddy meaning that she is the lowest of the population. Dates printed on the collarbone tell you the date when you are due to die. For Chaya that was yesterday. Now the government is after her and she has to escape with her 9-year-old sister Beatha and friend Flavius; who decides to help. After meeting a mysterious woman who says to trust no one and head north. That's what they do to meet other kids like Chaya the undead ghosts. New friendships bond and betrayal looms and love? Now on the run, the government somehow finds Chaya, who's the mole?All Rights Reserved

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She is Fatal to Death (Standalone Story) by writeraliciagonzalez

She's dead by the third chapter. Okay, it's a bit more complicated than that. Okay, it's A LOT more complicated than that. Renata wants nothing more than to pay her bills through her mildly boring office job and figure out whether she is still in love with her best friend. The latter half of that desire is just a sneak peak into her messy life-and it's only getting messier. Considering the paranormal world she is about to dive head first into, she will come to realize that figuring out her heart may just be the easiest part of this journey. Well, the endless supply of supernatural hotness in this story may beg to differ-but that's besides the point. Either way, it's gonna be a killer time ;) EXCERPT Chicken tacos it is. Right as Renata grabbed the ingredients, she turned to put them next to the stove, where a clean, plastic cutting board awaited. But as she moved, she was confronted by a stranger, an intruder, standing mere inches from her. Before she could scream, he was on her, slamming her against the fridge. Her back flashed with sharp pain. Her eyes pricked with fear as she drank in his uncovered face. Deeply tanned skin. Ruby red eyes-ruby red eyes? Thick, slashing eyebrows. Flat, broad nose. Buzzcut. Handsome. That was as far as she would go in complimenting him considering this guy held a knife to her throat. When he spoke, his voice came out like thunder. It held a thousand threats and a thousand secrets. It held promise of pain if provoked. "If you scream," he warned, mouth pulled in a slight snarl, "this ends quickly." She didn't dare nod against the blade. He noticed and amusement lit up for just a second in those devilish eyes. Oh, whoever the fuck this was, she already hated him. Considering her predicament, panic was the most prominent emotion coursing through her at the moment. "Good." He removed his hand "Now you're going to answer my questions." °°MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT OF ALL KINDS, AND I MEAN ALL KINDS°

Colours by orphan__wisp

**Cover by me** The Narwhal has nothing to do with the story other than the fact to be awesome on the cover :3 11 kids. They were taken by an illegal facility at the ages of 8-10. They were tested on with serums made by an unwilling doctor. They were experimented on and put through many tests. All of which they aced. Now after 7 years they've gained enough information to escape. Relationships will be made and some may be broken. Can they handle it?

A Different Virus: Heartfire by CrystalScherer

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.

(Discontinued)Boardings by jewish_aph_corpse

Inspired by a fic I read on AO3. Trigger warning: antisemitism, ablism, transphobia, abuse, dysfunctional house holds, implied self harm and active self harm, mentions of suicide, graphic depictions of fire and death, hallucinations, religious views and bullying, graphic depictions of violence, implications of rape and torture, cannibalism and rot, murder and major character death. A slow burn "possession" and recruitment Alfred Jones and Dimir Vladistov, victims Y and Z. Yurchenvile, home of the one true peace and power, church of the true god and his priesthood. Filled with flowers and lakes, stone paths and dark wooden buildings, long gowns with skin and bones. Gilbert's second home is in this community, and it his mission to picked the next chosen ones, Y and Z. Bring in the board, board made with love and care, if they ask what is is just say ouija. Board of the god, board of gods chosen bodies. Form a bond and life carefree, your body now belongs to me. Book is meant to be a slow detailed read rather than jumping into things head first, this helps keep people reading as they have a longer book and more anticipation the longer they read as things begin to turn rough. Things may not make sense

zombie apocalypse | the fallen (book One) [REWRITING] by optic_poison

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Blood and Apples: An Annora Park Novel: Book One by BellesLuckyMelody

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Ghost's Horizon In Which She's Falling (Ghost, Oliver, Ronnie) by fnhornysadbitxh

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