30 years later

30 years later

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The story follows young Maria, a seventeen year old, from one of the few survivors settlements. 30 years after the disease outbreak, which turns people into flesh fed monsters. I hope at least some people will enjoy this. Not my first experience in writing. But first time trying to publish. (cover is rubbish for now, but that shall be fixed) Enjoy : ) Anyway I'm really sorry that I can't update the story. Still I'm not dropping the idea of writing. At the moment I am really busy but I might publish a few chapters soon. Be patient, I'm an idiot. Anyway... I know schedule is REALLY OFF, but please be patient... IM AN IDIOT
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"I hate everyone." "Except me, right?" "No, especially you." ⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻ It's funny, isn't it? That when the whole world decides to become infected with a brutal and fatal virus, the real monsters are the ones still alive? Blake Finnegan lost most of his life before the apocalypse anyway. So for him, it's no problem. But can a group of four just as tormented teenagers change his perspective? ⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻ "Genies grant three." "I'll take three." I shrug. "Two." He bargains. "Three." I say sterner. "One." He couldn't look any more relaxed. I almost take up his earlier offer on two. Almost. I'm still too stubborn. "Five." I cross my own arms, covered in dirt. "I-" He stutters, "You're going backwards."

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