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Virus

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Leituras 34
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The U.S. Government has been secretly funding expenses for deadly drugs tested on people in a secret town. I shouldn't be telling you this but, when word gets out it wont matter. i don't remember how i got here but, they said i was always a security member protecting an important lab. I've been here for a year and it was about time i leave this place at all risks. when i escape what will i escape from? to a world thats the same? i don't know but i will. oh and bythe way my name is Mathew marsh.Todos os Direitos Reservados

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The Infected Mind, de Dragon_Named_Riles

[Book 1] Crawlers: once normal people like you or me. They had hobbies, families, friends, interests, but now they are feral monsters. The infection spread, wiping out almost half the human race, and leaving the rest as either Crawlers or Survivors. The infected's eyes will black out, before giant, black, bug-like legs will rip out of their back, giving them a newfound speed and agility, as well as an insatiable bloodlust. Body fluids entering any open wound, including the eyes, mouth, and nose, will seal the person's fate; they are now infected. It won't be long before they start screeching at the moon in a mock howl. The problem is, I am infected. I turned but retained most of my humanity. With my new lifestyle in a new world, I can't expect anything or anyone to act as I predict. My biggest question is, can I save my humanity? Or will I simply become part of the mindless feral swarm?

Immune, de AmyJohnson895

*THE UNEDITED VERSION* Beware of typos, errors, and general mistakes. This is a very, very rough draft. "I live in a place called Compound 4. We are one of ten different compounds placed at strategic locations around the US. It's been thirteen years since the virus overtook humanity, turning about ninety percent of us into zombies. I'm not sure how it started exactly; that's classified information. I do know that in order to save what was left of the human race, the president at the time took a bunch of really smart people and kids and relocated them into new 'protected' cities. My father was one of those really smart people. I was only five at the time, but I knew what was happening." Within the walls of the compound, Jay makes stupid mistakes, mistakes even she doesn't understand, putting everyone inside at risk. All because she can't shoot someone. All because she misses the wind in her hair, the flowers on the hillsides, the sound of crickets at night. All because she's different, the only person untouchable by the Virus. When the mistakes begin to duplicate, and a girl shows up who knows her name, everything begins to change in Compound 4. Highest rank in Science Fiction: #9

Humanity's Relief (Sequel to The Cure For Humanity), de Lizzzy712

"If the cure to any virus is in you...And the antibody that can fight off any virus is in my father...Then what the hell does that make me?" **This is a continuation to The Cure To Humanity, so if you haven't read it, then I strongly suggest you do before reading this one** **I DO NOT OWN RESIDENT EVIL OR ANY PICTURES BEING USED, THEY ALL BELONG TO THEIR RIGHTFUL OWNERS**

They Call Me Daring, de GreenPastels

Let's get one thing straight here, I'm not a hero (I totally am, but I hear that these days being modest is in fashion or something, so I don't know man). I never planned on being a hero. It kind of just happened. Clark's the bigshot. The fame, the girls, the attention. Me? I'm just his loser younger brother. Another rich Trackerson kid, but that quiet one with no personality. I'm kidding. I'm funny. I promise. I have to be. The name's Liam. The apocalypse wasn't easy on anyone, but it was harder on some. We made it okay. My family lives in a mansion, and we basically run this town. I come from a line of famous zombie-hunters. Not me, though. I kind of suck. I was never supposed to get bitten. I'm running out of time. I'm turning, and it's happening fast. People are rising up, feuds are breaking out, the world is ending all over again; and it's all up to me to stop it. Or something. Crazy, right? Anyway, I've got to go. I guess the good part is, if they find out my secret-if they kill me-at least not many people are going to miss me. I just hope they get my name right. L-I-A-M. It's not hard. Please, for the love of humanity, remember my name. Whatever they call me after all this, remember my name.

Infected Life: Outbreak, de NAB101

***WARNING: triggers for use of violence, verbal abuse, physical abuse, and inappropriate language. If any of the before mentioned triggers engage you, please proceed with caution. Please refrain from inappropriate comments. Thank you, and I hope you enjoy.*** -NAB The year is 2027. Prices of everyday necessities, from food to gas, from toilet paper to healthcare, have more than doubled. The global population now peaking near 8.5 billion. It was now considered a virtue to be hospitalized, so long as you could pay the lifelong medication payments and stay sick. Just as it seemed society was ready to kick the bucket, something viral and deadly beat it to the punch. As the people he knew turned into sick, plagued creatures of death and his world crumbles down around him, Jacob Mason must leave his life as a quiet, middle school student behind and forge ahead a new life to protect the people he loves. But this is all just the beginning of a brand new, blood splattered life for him.

My dark secret≫ not edited, de Xox_Ashley

This is not normal. I know it's not. Why is this happening to me. People will know, they will know my dark secret. What will I do? I have to do something. Who will come and who will leave? This is just rare. Am I special to have ... ~Read to find out~

Runaway, de Sweetslover8

I've been on the run for three years. I'm not the first, but I certainly won't be the last. For as long as I can remember, I had been experimented on, drugged to the brink of insanity, and tortured by someone I thought was my family. Boy, was I wrong. This isn't one of those stories where I suddenly get a huge boost of courage and defeat the bad guys then live happily ever after. I don't believe in that stuff anymore. Instead, I was a coward, and ran for my life, for my freedom, because I was too afraid to stand and fight and risk losing control like the monster they had created me to be. I've been too many people, have moved too many times. Now, I wonder if I will finally be able to find a place to call home... I won't allow myself to be captured before I even have a chance at that. Because if do, I'm as good as dead. © Sweetslover8 ~August 26th, 2013 ***Please note that the following is a work of fiction. Any names, events or occurrences of any kind coinciding with real life are purely coincidental.***

Life's Little Teardrops, de frappaganja

The infection was created just over a year ago by a group. It has altered my life has taken away everyone I hold dear. But one day something made me change my own fate, To take that step that put me where I am now. To a place where I have a purpose and where life isn't so bad, where I belong. aѕ a ѕιde noтe pleaѕe read all cнapтerѕ aѕ тнey are nυмвered noт aѕ тнey were υpdaтed. ∩__∩

INSTALLING UPDATE ONE OF TEN, de PercyJacksonLuva

"So let me get this right," Emily paused, gathering her thoughts. Everything Caleb had just said was CRAZY, but it had to be true. Why would he lie about this? "There's a genius out there who somehow created a computer virus which he can load onto someone's devise and it will allow him to control the world?" "Not exactly," Caleb said, concentrating. "Look, he has the virus and loads it up on some person's computer. Then he can use its information and-if I'm understanding what I've read so far-he will be able to give the computer commands. For example, he could tell the computer to lock everyone else out, while he can still receive the information from it." "So this guy was put in prison because he was hacking into nuclear launch devices. And now he's free in Chicago. Where-according to you-there is a building which houses the last remaining remnant of the Smallpox?" Emily clarified. "The building itself doesn't host it. The computers could potentially command a lab here in the U.S. to release it somewhere in the world. I know exactly what he's doing, Emily," Caleb finished. Emily didn't ask how he knew. She just knew that if that disease was released again...there wouldn't be anyone left.

Safe in the Arms of Death [Complete], de quietbynature27

As I rest against the headboard of this lumpy bed, I can't believe how I ended up here, alone in a dark, dingy motel room. I'm supposed to be home, secure with the man who promised to love me for better or worse, in sickness and in health, till death do us part. It's clear to me he took the death part earnestly. I've been on the run from him for months. He wants to kill me, make me pay for divorcing him. No one defies Jett, not even the underlings that work for him. It'll only be a matter of time before he tracks me down, but before he does, I hope to have a put a permanent barrier between us. What I'm most afraid of is that he'll discover that I'm pregnant.

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The Infected Mind

[Book 1] Crawlers: once normal people like you or me. They had hobbies, families, friends, interests, but now they are feral monsters. The infection spread, wiping out almost half the human race, and leaving the rest as either Crawlers or Survivors. The infected's eyes will black out, before giant, black, bug-like legs will rip out of their back, giving them a newfound speed and agility, as well as an insatiable bloodlust. Body fluids entering any open wound, including the eyes, mouth, and nose, will seal the person's fate; they are now infected. It won't be long before they start screeching at the moon in a mock howl. The problem is, I am infected. I turned but retained most of my humanity. With my new lifestyle in a new world, I can't expect anything or anyone to act as I predict. My biggest question is, can I save my humanity? Or will I simply become part of the mindless feral swarm?