AkshatArpit

Do read my new novel **Chimaera's Conquest**. 
It would mean a lot to me if you could read it and give your valuable review. Thanks in advance. 
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In the year 3000, humanity was forced to leave the Earth when a sudden mutation caused more than 70% of the planet's population to mutate either into zombies, werewolves or vampires. The humans put up a fight but didn't have a chance against the united front of the monsters, and they were forced to leave. At least those who were rich and lucky enough to leave.

A century later, the chaos on earth had calmed down, but the humans who were left behind were treated like slaves and were forced to join one of the three factions: The Undead, The Cold Ones or The Lycans when they turned 16.

It was a similar story for Ashton, who was one week away from being turned into one of the monsters as it was his 16th birthday. He decided to run away from his fate and join the secret resistance to battle against the monsters.

However, his plans came to a standstill when a series of misfortunes led him to be bitten by a Zombie, a Vampire and a werewolf before either of his powers could manifest. 

He ended up receiving all of their powers but at the cost of his humanity. Yet, he wasn't willing to let his humanity die. No matter the cost. 

Will he be able to live his life, or is it already too late? Which faction will he join? Will he be able to find the secret behind the mutation?

There were too many questions, and only one way to find the answers: follow Ashton's journey as he fights back to retain his humanity.
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I Became A Zompirewolf

Meanwhile, the assailants in front were getting anxious. It didn't take one to be a genius to figure out something was wrong. Had everything gone smoothly, they should have received the signal to hold off their attack.

Not only they did not receive any signal, but they also weren't able to get in contact with the infiltration team either. This became the source of their worry.

"Sir, the sun will be up in about 47 minutes. We have to retreat before th-"

"No need to tell me what I already know!" The leader of the operation, Eleanor, snapped, "Tell me what happened to the alpha team!?"

Before the terrorist even managed to get a word in, a hole was made in his skull. Eleanor was just that kind of a woman. She hated failures and more than that, she hated those who become the reason for her failure.

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