We Break, We FallWe Heal, We RiseThis phrase is often trivialized by the people but ones who go through these stages can only enter into the depth of it's connotative power. I along with 93 more people, are among those. Saying that I and they were lucky to be of those felt a little wrong but was the same case with saying that we were unlucky. Both going simultaneously side by side would be better.The world had reached the stage when one could effortlessly prognosticate when we all would die and leave this hell on earth. Few would say it was worse than a hell.The plague had enveloped the whole world and only few with serendipity or maybe with bad luck had survived, living in different corners of the world. Only 93 and including me, 94 were alive on the face of this once alluring place, Charleston, South Carolina. We were the hapless people, leaving no room for any doubt. This historical city was now embedded with the greates

Hello Lovely People!Don't forget to rate my book with 5 stars, share the book with your friends and your voice in the comment section. Also read my other book, 'Wounded and Bounded'. Now dig in for the fun.***"Hello, Dr.Amelia." He spoke with a voice so artificially silky. My name felt too bad coming off from his tongue."Seems like The Beasts aren't yet satisfied with the never ending mess they have created, hmm?" I asked with anger fuming inside me.I was still standing where I was, under the tree, with the fallen fruits on the ground and my knife many feet away from me.My thoughts were a swirling tempest of regret, fear and rage. Regret of standing there helpless, fear of getting eaten by one of the Creatures who might be on their way with their army ready to feed on us and rage for the members of The Beasts who were looking

Hello Lovely People!Don't forget to Rate with 5 stars for the book, Share my book with your friends and your voice in the comment section. Also read my other book, 'Wounded and Bounded'. Now enjoy. Love,Krystal GoodNovel***"Is that a girl?""My God! Yes she is!""So filthy.""A girl and alive!""What's the colour of her hair? Neither it is white nor golden.""It is a mixture of those colours.""What is a girl doing here!""Get away!!!!"The latter pulled me out of the embarrassment that was building inside me under the efficacious comments and intense gazes of the people or to be specific,

Hello Lovely People!Don't forget to rate my book with five stars, share the book with your friends and share your comments in the comment section. Time for some action now!Love,Krystal GoodNovel ***The wooden grandfather clock on the far wall creaked loudly with each sweep of its pendulum as it prepared to chime three times. I wiped my sweaty hands on my red capri pants and opened the first button of my white button down shirt that was neatly tucked in my pants. The white sneakers that were stripped red complimented my attire way too well. The silence in the room was as sharp as a knife but all that prevented it from killing me was the ticking of the clock. My frustration level was increasing by every tick. Then I heard the creak of the bedroom door that made me stand up on my feet, away from my marshmallow bed. A head with straight and silky hair that were fallen on the forehead carelessl