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Each day is a gift, even if it feels like torture at times, like the alternative could be an easier choice. The entire group is dealing with emotions and new faces, all while trying to secure somewhere safe to live and against all odds keep the turned from killing those who are left.

The zombies are vicious and hungry and never satisfied. From their first trip into town, the zombie apocalypse war begins. Survival and taking care of each other is key. The search for the cure is America—and the world's—only hope. The government put out a plea for anyone that might know anything about the spread of death.

Our night together is increasingly difficult to keep hidden, because Ben Donahue is now the nation's hottest pro-football receiver. Ben broke my heart and I thought I'd buried most of the pieces, until a high-profile criminal case hits my desk and Ben's name is on it. What is Ben doing on a mafia don's witness list? It doesn't take long to realize Ben isn't the all-American boy the world believes, and there are parts of his past that can no longer stay hidden. So, I do the hardest thing I've ever done. I confront the man who destroyed my soul.

Follow the desperate journey of a scientist who will stop at nothing to save the woman he loves from a disease that is slowly consuming her body. But his actions have unintended consequences that plunge the world into a bloody and chaotic apocalypse, where the living are outnumbered by the ravenous, superhuman zombies that roam the streets.

Xander Moore is the senior pilot at the Rapid Defense Center, the clearinghouse for America's defensive drone force. Although only in his mid-thirties, Xander is the "old man" at the Center, as other pilots are barely out of high school. But these kids, as gamers most of their lives, are skilled at remote drone operation and combat tactics.

He's a giant of a man who grunts for words and barks out orders, yet circumstances require I be his fake girlfriend and spend the weekend with him in an isolated cabin. And of course there's only one bed. Just my luck . . .But I need this commission check that only Boston can guarantee me. So I hike up the mountain 'til I can't feel my legs, eat questionable canned beans for sustenance, and vow to simply ignore him for two days. What I didn't count on was a freak blizzard to lock us in the cabin for a bit longer.

The year is 2072. At the lunar farside radio observatory, an old school radio broadcast is detected, similar to those broadcast on Earth in the 1940s and early 1950s, but in an unknown language, coming from an impossible source, and originating at an equally impossible location—Proxima Centauri. While the nations of Earth debate making First Contact, they learn that the Proximans are facing an extinction-level disaster, forcing a decision: Will Earth send a ship on a multiyear trip to provide aid?

Falling for your brother's best friend is the lamest play in the book. What can I say? I'm putty in his hands every time he flashes that crooked smile my way. But Maddox crushed my heart when he admitted to having no recollection of the night we spent together. And now living under the same roof as him is becoming unbearable. Especially since I'm carrying a secret I won't be able to hide much longer.

I've been in love with my best friend since the day I met her freshman year of high school. She was a halo of sunshine on a rainy day, pulling me out of the shadows and making me feel like life was one big roller-coaster ride of excitement. Until the day we graduated and she left on the back of a Harley with some guy who didn't deserve her, middle fingers in the air. Twelve years later, she's back in Blueball, as if she hadn't broken my heart and never looked back.

Some would say that a little white lie doesn't hurt anything. In the orphans it is the catalyst that sends an already unstable world straight towards the brink of hell. The amount of loss that will come from decisions made will for some be life-changing and for the unfortunate will be life-ending.