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Twenty-five years after the cure was created, society has yet to fully recover from the zombie apocalypse. The Cure is smuggled, bootlegged, hoarded, or hidden away - it has eclipsed the barter system. Though most of the United Mexican States have been reclaimed, Walkers rule what was once Chihuahua and most of Coahuila.Among the Survivors walk Curados - ex-Walkers lucky enough to have received the Cure, whose ruined limbs were replaced by machinery - who now make up one out of every five people. Most of the Curados have identifiable Side Effects. Some have enhanced hearing. Some can smell fear. Some have inexplicable undead strength. Some can control Walkers. Some still hunger for human flesh.Walking the grey lines between Survivor and Walker and Curado is Teddy de Santos, a Carrier of the virus. Though undoubtedly undead - with half a face to prove it - he has a rare condition: all the powers and strength of a Walker, and all the morals and intelligence of a human. Between the gangs, the military, and the desperate, Teddy can't survive much longer alone. Not while the cure for the Walker Virus is the heart of a Carrier.…

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When nineteen-year-old metal elemental Farrier Li is discharged from military service on account of his worsening lung disease, he's at least content to spend his remaining years at his childhood home, the fallen-yet-enduring Empire of Four Waters. Within the next year, he becomes a journeyman tailor working in his grandmother's shop. Though scorned by his fellow elementals for squandering his powers as a low-wage artisan, his existence is peaceful.But his fragile defenses shatter when his sister, Howlan, is kidnapped. To get her back, he must cross a treacherous desert filled with monsters and rogues and enter the hostile country of Altheia. But when every step of the way strains his mental shield against the trauma of war, it becomes even more difficult to differentiate between who he should trust and who he must destroy－ and which category he himself falls into.Meanwhile, the cunning gunslinger Howlan Li－ operating under the alias of Howl－ takes every opportunity to escape before finally succeeding. Newly freed and hungry for vengeance, it isn't long before Altheia realizes the truth of what they've brought into their land:Back when Howl was a little girl, Altheia conquered the Empire of Four Waters and razed the land. And Howl wants to pay everything back. Evil for evil. Cruelty for cruelty. Blood for blood.Farrier is prepared to save his sister from the enemy. But can he save her from herself? And is he prepared to save himself from her?*As designer of the cover and graphics used in this work, I accept no credit for any of the art included. All due credit goes to the original creators.*…

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For many years, Razan Eldgrímr had fed and nurtured a single dream: to reach a sky that didn't exist in her homeworld of Nidavellir. Despite being a wingless snake-shifter living underground in eternal darkness, her dream was strong and her hope was intact. In the neighboring realm of Midgard was the sky she wanted so desperately and, perhaps, an opportunity to gain the magic she needed to climb into it.This dream was her single consolation, until disaster struck in her first outing to Midgard.Her memory wiped clean of whatever incident had occurred, Razan was haunted by the calamity that struck. Ever since the unremembered accident, her snake companion stopped speaking to her. She began to hear voices in her dreams; voices that she knew but had forgotten. A strange tattoo-like marking appeared on the back of her neck, shaped like a snake swallowing its tail.The same week of the incident, Razan flew into a rage and murdered a boy, with not even a single memory of the catastrophe except for fully transforming into a serpent.And everything came crashing down.--Inspired by myths ranging from Norse legends to good, old-fashioned magic.(Dedicated to Sausage and Toast, the greatest breakfast combination ever. Also to InfinityEwok. Cover credit of previous cover goes to @CJ_Thames , I made the new one out of stuff I found on the internet.)…

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From the inspirations of daydreams to the classic self-insert: from writers to roleplayers to readers, all have had encounters with fantastical people sprung from the imaginations of dreamers. Coming to YOU from the eccentric author Snakes, my own original characters from countries made up and symbolic meanings that no one (not even me, sometimes) understands. From Monoaware, the shinobi of the Minor Lands. From Hiraeth, the Norse-inspired semihumans. From stories not yet written, scores of OCs that I'm dying to bring to life.This is a circus, and I'm presenting the House of Freaks.This is a science lab, and I'm analyzing the smallest details under a microscope.This is an investigation, and a challenge that I'm offering to whoever reads this. Hidden among the OCs is a single self-insert. (Not gonna say whether it's a guy or girl.) I'll dedicate a part in my book to whoever finds them. Good luck... mwahahaha.(Art is not mine. Cover is also not mine. All OCs are mine... hey, this is kinda fun. I'll call it 'mine-ing'...eyyy! *flashes grin and thumbs up*)WARNING: May or may not contain spoilers. Probably not, though. But maybe. Or not. Confused yet?…

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Let me tell you how this is going to go down: I am a *grammercenary, which is like a Grammar Nazi-for-hire. Once hired, I will target errors in your punctuation, syntax, spelling, etc., and I will tear them into little pieces.I am not a part of an editing club or organization. I work alone.If you have problems taking criticism, I'm not your guy. This isn't to say that I will leave mean or deprecating comments all over your book (feel free to hold me to this). This means that I will not baby you or hold your hand. I will not write your story for you, but I promise that I will be constructive in my criticism (hold me to this one too).This is my contract as a grammercenary.*No, I will not kill your enemies. Yes, it's a great pun if I do say so myself.The images used in the cover are not my creations. All rights belong to their original owners. Please don't sue me.…

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IT HAS BEGUN. The Fourth Great Shinobi War has sent ripples throughout the ninja world, and has fueled the spark of revolution in the minor nations that remain unallied with the Shinobi Forces. The time has come to secure power and institute force on all unruly organizations that remain, and the start of the race for the power of the Owl Daimyo has been triggered. Lost heirs rush to their power sources in preparation. Unofficial shinobi assemble in small armies. Samurai traitors lie in wait for the destruction of the uncontrollable power of the Kekkei Genkai. Villages suspected as harboring rouges with the forbidden bloodline traits are immediately destroyed. Regular civilians rise from the ashes to become trained soldiers of the rebellion. Nobles become warriors, the moon bleeds red, and lost princes are found amidst an apocalypse. The dead return and the living disappear, never to be seen again. Amidst the chaos is a single boy with hidden power that can turn the tides of war in an entirely new direction.Clouded eyes will clear, and clear eyes will become eternally shadowed. Shuddering breaths will still, and lungs will exhale tongues of water. Stuttering voices will rise in a war cry for freedom of will--And reality as we know it.--I do not own Naruto. All I own are the Minor Countries of my creation, such as the Lands of Owls, Peaks, and Bronze. Cover image is not mine, I found it on the Internet.…