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The Day The Moon Went Out

ElizabethbutLizzy

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Reads 507
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Parts 6
Time 46m

ElizabethbutLizzy

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anxiety apocalyptic demons dystopia dystopian foreboding gore horror monsters moon mystery mystery-thriller survival suspense thriller

"Never trust a survivor until you find out what they did to stay alive"

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"Once you murder, it goes one of two ways. It either breaks you until you kill yourself. Or you keep on murdering until you like the way your hands are stained red."

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It's year 2050, the Earth has gone to waste and the settlements that are alive are living in a heat-scorched Earth.  Annabel Zierke was asleep at 3am when she suddenly got spammed with text messages from different friends and family.  "Look outside at the moon! It's beautiful tonight".   When she got one last, final text.  

"What ever you do.  Do not look at the moon."  Confused by all the commotion, Annabel went back to sleep.  Not knowing what dangers lay ahead.  Not knowing, what the moon had awakened.


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The Wasting by DLSheron

***COMPLETED***So get this... We've been living in a dystopian nightmare for 10 years now. Grandpa Alfred says it's the older generation's fault--well duh! To make matters worse, Bell, my twin sister, contracted "The Wasting." No doubt she caught it by helping the kids in the Forbidden Zones. That's where all the mutant freaks live. Not just your usual freaks but kids with missing limbs, half a face, twisted spines... My witch of a mother thinks it's from the nuke plants leaking after the purple lights lit up the skies. The preggo's babies turned into monsters. Due to Bell's bleeding heart she only has a month to live. Grandpa says he knows this invisible guy with a cure, (yeah right... what you've been sniffing Grandpa?) He's disappeared and so close to "Recycling" age. Now it's up to me and only me, Izzy Quest, a freaked out teen from Brooklyn, to save my dying twin sister. You may have guessed by now, I'm not the save-the-day-sort--Bell is. She's the sweet, honest, dependable, pretty twin. Don't believe me? Ask my lunatic of a mother. "You look like Bell; try acting like her." If Bell had to save me, she'd be all organized with sticky notes and a compass. Me? What do I have but OCD, a short fuse and a cynical attitude. Oh, but I can run--fast. I can outrun any boy in my school. Well, when there were schools. As of today, all schools are closed indefinitely. Thanks evil, New Regime! (Bell wants me to tell you our story is in 3rd person and not first person--whatever that means...) Find out what the Quest sisters are up to next! Read: "Escape From Fat Camp"

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Dangerous People [COMPLETED] by iamfatimavz

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