You never know who's still alive in the Zombie Apocalypse. So what happens when a Gang Leading Contract Killer finds himself fighting for survival in the Zombie Apocalypse with a Dysfunctional group with mixed ideas as he tries to find the other members of his crew while keeping his current group together and fighting the demons from his bloody past.

Book 2: After Aniyah's murder, the Brothers are now passed their boiling points and Mark's bloodlust has reached unquenchable levels as he leads his Brothers in a bloody gang war across the state and into the prisons. And with the media following them they now find themselves at odds with their enemies, the police, and their concerned classmates and teachers.

Life is hard for parentless Marcus especially when you're a gang leading serial killer trying to survive your senior year of high school and hail from a town that was just five years ago the battle ground for a brutal gang war. It becomes even harder when your mafia boss brother comes to town and turns your somewhat life upside down and a new gang has a price on your head.

Ty, just another skateboarding HS junior, was minding her own legal business when she gets stuck in the middle of a mafia fight with guns, knives, and potato launchers, only armed with her trusty skateboard. What does she do? Runs for her life only to get captured and asked (read commanded) to marry one of the three sons of the don. And then people want to kill her. Obviously.

Life was complicated enough. Her job required a clearance, several passports, and lying to her boyfriend. When she gets mixed up with the CIA's fifth Most Wanted, she has to go undercover with her partner as his fiancée. It doesn't help that he's overprotective, that they have to sleep in the same bed, or that he manages to get into that little compartment behind her heart. [FIN]

I just wanted a normal life. Not half assed kidnappers for months. Not my past coming back to haunt me. Not some stupid, ever smirking guy to confuse me and an arrogant rich snobby perv to annoy me. Not my numerous personas crashing together and increasing my guilt. But, I guess that's too much to ask for a clueless orphan street kid turned princess.