Rain falls heavy; roaring thunder echoes through the ominous clouds. My vision is now tainted by the unforgiving weather. I cling my pistol tightly to my chest. Only three bullets left. There is no hiding from them. They stagger around using their sense of smell. Probably the only sense that is truly intact in the living dead. They wander aimlessly through the dark, wet scene before me.

Carnag...

Huff huff the running woman breathed . Wind blowing in and out her lungs . Tap tap the monster follows behind. The scent of death follows the monster . She slows her breathes as not to be heard . She cries tears of fear no no I don’t want it to get me please no she said covering her mouth . The walls of bone scratch her skin ....

[S.C, Bloodlines. CH 12]

[Amelya’s point of view]

Amelya ate human food, a burger with fries. While Sampson and Cleo drank soda. Nela stayed at the table, her companions watching from the other table.

“So she’s not a full vampire?” Nela questioned, sipping a chocolate milk shake.

“Three day’s newly turned” Cleo answered, still eyeing the girl up. Not quite sure why she was even still...

Walking in a market area, things were, to say the least and to be as polite as humanly possible, uncommon. Centipedes in polystyrene boxes, crawling their crawls on the others that crawl. Scorpions on the chopping block being coaxed into submission by the little hands of a child with little slits for eyes.

The air was thick with the pungency of what could only be described as death-because-dinne...

“This is the last time I listen to you! It’ll be fine Reagan. Don’t worry Reagan. Lets follow this random stranger Reagan!”

“He said he could help us!” They ran down the alley way and came to a sharp turn. Aurelia had no trouble turning, but Reagan slipped and fell into some boxes. Suddenly five raptors appeared from around the corner and were bolting toward them! Aurelia went to help Reagan...

This is it. Nuclear war. My family and I got on our vehicle to get away from New York City. Unfortunately, so is everyone else! We’re stuck in a traffic jam.

The explosions are getting closer. We just want to get to our bunker in Pennsylvania. Finally we get moving, but we’re being targeted as we try to escape. Fighter jets are on our path.

I’m glad we have bulletproof glass and protective cover...

They were dying.

All around me, my friends were dying by whatever plagued the Lake of Shadowbrook.

In the distance, I could hear Kyle as he dove into the water. The thrill of his scream was inaudible to the screams of those surrounding me.

I had to get out of here. I swam as fast as I could. Grateful that my parents forced me into all those advanced swimming classes as a child. I could fe...

I gasp for air, the icy water clawing at my numb skin. The water is pitch-black, and there’s nothing but ocean for miles around.

“HELP!” I scream. “SOMEBODY—HELP!”

But there’s nobody there. The splashing of waves rings in my ears, echoing in my skull.

I feel as though I have lost all control of my body. My frozen limbs are thrashing and flailing in the water, trying to keep me above the surface....

It’s quite difficult to escape from yourself

And the utter disregard for your own health

Lacking genuine interest, ability and drive

Which would allow your ambition to thrive

Here we all are, victims of self sabotage

Blend in with my bad habits like camouflage

Healthy eating a myth, unequivocally

More carbs than a weekend in Italy

Exercise occurring rarely, in fact never

This lack of discipl...

It was getting darker by the minute. Evanee thought that might be to her advantage, if she could get far enough away she could hide and come up with a plan. She hesitated at the edge of town and looked back, seeing him limping down his front steps. She had hoped her kick would have blown out his knee completely but it appeared that it had just slowed him down enough to give her a small head start....