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Surviving Zombies

When the power dies in Savannah, it doesn’t come back on—it wakes the dead. As the city collapses into chaos, the Leesburg family is torn apart across multiple frontlines. Dr. Sharon Leesburg barricades her floor inside a failing hospital, sealing herself in with women in labor, newborns barely hours old, and staff already breaking from exhaustion. Below them, emergency rooms become feeding grounds. Above them, there is nowhere left to run. Every decision she makes costs lives—she just has to choose which ones. Her husband, Dr. Ellis Leesburg—a top-clearance military neuroscientist stationed at Hunter Army Airfield—races to contain an outbreak he helped study, only to realize it has already breached the base. Whatever safeguards were in place failed quietly, efficiently, and far too late. Their children are scattered through a city gone dark. Six-year-old Ella Belle, the heart of the family, never makes it home from school. She vanishes somewhere between early dismissal and total collapse—leaving no answers, no trace, and no time. Twenty-three-year-old Justin Leesburg is forced into leadership on the streets, navigating dead zones and back alleys with dwindling supplies, a handful of traumatized survivors, and the constant fear that every step away from home is a step farther from his missing sister. His younger sister Tally—volatile, reckless, and desperate to matter—keeps dragging danger toward them, mistaking noise for courage and control for heroism. Mari, Justin’s partner, is pushed past patience into brutal honesty. Kenzie, a quiet survivor carrying her dog and the memory of her family’s deaths, learns quickly—because silence, not strength, keeps you alive. This is not a story about clever zombies or easy survival. The dead react to sound. The living react to fear. Every choice is loud. Every mistake echoes. And while the horde closes in from the outside, the real danger fractures the people still breathing—grief, guilt, rage, and the unbearable question haunting them all: Where is Ella Belle? Surviving Zombies is a visceral, character-driven apocalypse that strips away hero fantasies and replaces them with moral collapse, trauma, and the brutal truth of survival: you don’t just fight the end of the world—you fight each other, and yourself, while it’s happening.
April_L_Lee · 96.6k Views

OP: Transmigrated as a Half-Mermaid, I’ll Change the World for Robin

I transmigrated into the worst possible world of One Piece: a Celestial Dragon slave, a mermaid hybrid, and marked on my collarbone. But I know that in the West Sea, there is a blue-eyed girl on the run. So when I was twelve, I found ten-year-old Robin, gave her a bag of bread, three Berries, and a sentence she spent her whole life proving: "Knowledge is innocent." Then I turned around and joined the Navy. I was taken away by Vice Admiral Tsuru to become his disciple, trained by Vice Admiral Garp, and nurtured by Fleet Admiral Sengoku. I climbed to the position of general, my hands stained with countless lives, and built my web of power. I thought I could control everything, until the peacock died in my arms. From that day on, something shattered completely. His naval colleagues began privately referring to Admiral 'Cloud Fox' as "the silver-haired mad dog." It doesn't matter. I would rather become a disciple of the Five Elders, the Financial Martial God, and become Im's sharpest proxy, than hide my ambitions and purposes in the vortex. Hancock loves me, Vivi falls for me in a political marriage, Nami says my embrace is the only safe haven, Perona only stops having nightmares in my arms, and Reiju chases me from dreams into reality. But every night, I still touch the burning mark below my collarbone and think of those pale blue eyes in the granary. Robin, wait a little longer. Wait for me, this mad dog, to... tear the old world apart for you.
Solyura34 · 155.8k Views

The Anomaly Beyond The System

What would you feel if the last remaining happiness in your life—your cute, clingy dear sister—was murdered right before your eyes by a few worthless scum? By some bastards who shouldn't even exist in this world? I felt rage. Hatred. At them But more than that… I hated myself. Truly. Why? Because I couldn’t move. Paralyzed from the neck down, I could only watch as she died, as her blood spurted on me. I couldn’t scream. I couldn’t fight. I couldn’t even crawl to her, while her eyes were turning dull. Ah~ now they turned to me. Guess they are going to kill me too. But I don't want to die, at least not when they are alive. I've learned something in this time. In this apocalypse... weakness is a sin. The greatest sin. Here, no rights protect you. Not like they protected us before the apocalypse. No one comes to help you. Friends, neighbours, relatives. NONE. Strength. Personal strength is the only authority that truly matters in this new world. And, If you think this is where my story ends—you’re wrong. Because, [Regression possible: Yes/No?] Guess this is my cheat. I will return. Stronger than before. And I will DEVOUR everything that stands in my way. So then… sayonara, readers. "Yes, I accept." *** [Warning: This is a work of fiction set in a completely imaginary world. All characters, events, and relationships are purely fictional and should not be compared to reality. This story may explore themes that are not for everyone. If it’s not to your taste, feel free to move on—there are plenty of other stories out there. Reader discretion is advised.] This is my first novel, so it probably won’t be perfect—but I’ll keep getting better as I write. Give your reviews on this so I can improve where I have to. [Note: The story will be slow paced and I'll take my time to give all the characters their time to blend into the story.] [Note: There won't be R18 stuff from the start, so don't come here expecting hot scenes from the first chapter. It will take some time before I focus on that.] [Most Important Note: There will be yanderes. Lots of them.] Character Illustrations are in the Discord. Discord Server: https://discord.gg/kGKAaexz4P
Noah_7901 · 251.3k Views