Zombies 3 Addison Alien Novels & Stories

Kelvin was forced to marry a villager, Alice by his grandmother in order to claim his inheritance despite having a girlfriend. He agrees to it with the plan to divorce her immediately he gets his inheritance after staying with her for 3 years. He sets up Alice before his grandmother with a worker in his company, Daniel, and had her thrown out of the house. Later he finds out about Anita's plot to get his property and makes a turn to search for Alice. This search unveils a hidden secret of the Sanders.......... Find out more in this exciting story

#1 highschoolromance ~ 3 Alexis Coleman is your typical nerd, she gets picked on by the popular kids and always gets a perfect score on tests. But she also has a really beautiful face hidden underneath those glasses and turtleneck sweaters,which no one ever noticed. ** Kyle Matthews the captain of the football team and the all the girls drool over him, what happens when he is dared to make a nerd fall for him or would it be the other way round?? Curious?? You should be!! This book is more of a cliche but it has many twists and turns,if you love romance then this is for you.

My husband, Ryan Costa, is one of the most renowned scientists in the apocalypse. To retrieve a reagent, he goes deep into the high-risk zone with his secretary, Clara Gibson. I, Alice Ashford, lead an elite squad to protect him all the way. But when a zombie horde besieges us, he refuses to retreat. "With the reagent Clara brings back, I can develop a serum that saves all of humanity! Just ten more minutes! Ten minutes, please!" Ryan insists. I feel torn as I see the zombies closing in. I can't gamble with the lives of my squad on a vague, uncertain sliver of hope. In that split second, I knock Ryan out and drag him onto the helicopter. As a result, Clara dies being torn apart by the zombies. When Ryan wakes up, the first thing he does is slap me hard across the face. He rages, "How can you be so selfish? You've doomed all of humanity!" I am sentenced to be burned at the stake. I die in unbearable pain as the crowd curses me relentlessly. When I open my eyes again, I am back at the moment when Ryan stands in front of the helicopter, blocking our retreat. I am just about to speak when I suddenly hear his inner voice, "Clara should have grabbed her makeup bag by now. Hopefully, she brings something back with her. Otherwise, I'll have a hard time explaining myself to Alice." My mind goes blank, and I stare at him in shock. He smiles at me just like he did in my previous life and asks, "Darling, don't you think we should wait?"

Book 3 in the Queen Alpha Series. They came in fire and blood, and Serenya’s world burned. Her tribe—gone. Her dreams—now haunted by the image of a white wolf. Somewhere in that vision lies the key to vengeance… and the truth of who she is meant to be. The path to answers is lined with whispers of creatures from nightmares—monsters with glowing red eyes and an insatiable hunger that even the oldest guardians thought were only myths. Each encounter leaves more questions than answers, and the clock is ticking. The deeper she goes, the more she begins to wonder— Is she hunting it… or being hunted by it?

"In the world of shadows, loyalty is bought, love is a weapon, and once the mafia claims you, you're ruined—body, soul, and everything you once believed in." Enzo Mezzesalma was cold, aggressive, ruthless, and grim. He had no weakness until he met her and once he got a taste of her, she became his new addiction, now he couldn't let go and she became his only weakness and now, they all wanted her just so they could ruin that perfect facade he had built over the years but only if they knew he was worst than the monster they had never heard of, he was just too good at hiding it. There had to be a reason for Rule Number 3, right? *~* It was summer and Anastasia thought the rest of her days would be sunny but she was dead as she stepped into her home for the first in two years after moving to the university campus to be exchanged for her parent's debts and just like that, Anastasia was thrown into the Mafia world, working as a maid to pay off her parents debts and then she met Enzo Mezzesalma and rule number 3 said: Stay Away From Enzo Mezzesalma. Anastasia didn't know when she started breaking that rule and got herself buried in a hole she wouldn't be able to pull herself out. "My own death does not frighten me, but yours? Oh, that's my greatest and deepest fear," - Enzo Mezzesalma "Being his slut and being a slut are two entirely different things," - Anastasia Martin

In a world ravaged by global nuclear fallout, I struggled to survive alongside my fragile, sweet-faced best friend, dodging one radiation storm after another. The route to the Central Safety Zone was blocked—we had no choice but to use two detonators to blast open the tunnel. Otherwise, we would be caught in the storm, our bodies rotting away until we either dissolved into blood sludge or turned into zombies. … In my previous life, I had risked everything to secure those detonators, only for my best friend to hand them over to a complete stranger without hesitation. "They have elderly people and children on their side too," she said earnestly. "One detonator can save many lives. Iris, you can't be selfish." I was so furious my blood pressure nearly exploded, but with no other option, I went straight into a horde of zombies to steal backup detonators. I lost an arm in the process, drenched in blood and barely standing. Yet, she complained that I was covered in gore and had frightened the children. After finally regrouping with the main convoy, I rushed to deliver the formula for anti-radiation medicine to the research institute so that more people could be saved. But she accused me of stealing supplies and trying to flee, which led to my expulsion from the base, and death, my body rotting away under the radiation. When I opened my eyes again, there was still one hour left before the radiation storm hit. I looked down at the two detonators in my hand, then at my pitiful, tear-brimmed best friend—and I smiled. Since she loved being a good person so much, this time, I would let her be one to her heart's content.

"What I do for a living isn't a crime. It's a necessity." 23 year old adult script writer Ravine Renaldi is chased down by Aaron Skiez, a budding human arts film director. One day Aaron discovers the woman he hooked up with was Ravine herself - The woman he admires to no end. She laid out a deal. 3 months of their intimate relationship shall decide if she will write a script for him or not. In the meantime, many of Ravine's friends fall in love with each other as well. Ravine finally realizes that second chances can be given and not every man is abusive.

After 3 years, he came back with his mistress, and I heard him talking about divorce. I was deeply hurt. He never gave me a chance to be a wife to him and yet he wanted to divorce me. It's not that I love him, it's just I thought I had been loyal to him while he enjoyed himself with his mistress, and yet he has the audacity to complain as if I had him on his neck. I was furious, and I will make sure that he and his mistress have a difficult time convincing me of the divorce. 

The chances of fatality are remarkable when you are entangled in the sizzling yet intriguing games of love. *** Erich Black and Red Bennet, upholding the image of the unbreakable couple in the fashion industry, strengthened their bond with marriage. Unaware of the haunting demons of their past chasing them. When the Dark Seductress- April Lopez and Absolute Charmer- Lucifer Grave become the hindrance of their path, the posture of their baseless bond would break. Shattering the bond Erich and Red 'has' Or Red and Lucifer 'had' But, To be honest, it was nothing but an etched memory of despair from 3 years ago. The past they left behind is now re-awakened. Will it perish their future or will they find redemption in this tale of heartbreak?

I never meant to give myself to the devil. Two weeks later, I walked down the aisle in white…and found him waiting at the altar. Zayden Romano killed my groom. Took his place. Made me his wife to destroy my father. He calls me leverage. A pawn. His revenge. But the way he pins me down at 3 a.m and takes over every inch of me doesn’t feel like revenge. It feels like obsession. He’s the monster I’m supposed to hate. So why am I begging the devil for more?