Addison From Zombies Costume Novels & Stories

(It was thrilling to me when I had to go ask my dad if I could borrow his electrical tape. Satisfied with my outfit, I went to work on my hair. I wanted somewhat of a "goth" look. So I went with the Wednesday Addams hairstyle. Two braided ponytails that hung on either side of my head. Too bad my hair wasn't black. But I did find a black leather choker that I put on. It looked decidedly sexy.

But their was one thing I couldn't get out of my mind in class. 'What am I going to wear? Can I just wing it?' ~~~~~~~~~ I decided to be a bad boy/ zombie. (A/N I'm dying😍💕🔥) And Mel also decided to dress up as a zombie. She had her dark blonde curly hair in 2 French braids, she had on an oversized white t-shirt and had cut it a bit, it also had fake blood all over the shirt. She also had black leggings on, and black eyeliner with red lipstick.

I tell her when I walk out the shower and leave her to gather herself. I pick a black button down and black slacks, my shiny dressed shoes and the Rolex I got from my father when I killed my first vampire. Then I turn to Adriana’s side of the closet and pick a burgundy colored jumpsuit that exposes her entire back. The phoenix on her back and her not yet healed mark will be on full display. I love it.

Zack, "Hmm, got it." Saturday morning. Zack woke up early. He carefully selected a set of clothes, a snow-white shirt paired with a black bow tie, and matched with a pair of trousers with a small belt. He stood in front of the mirror and took a look, feeling particularly handsome! Zack turned around and took out an elephant mask from his backpack. He put it on his face and looked at himself in the mirror. If Mommy saw him in such a funny costume, would she laugh at his ugliness?

"Before meeting Logan, you didn't care about anything. You hide from everyone who wants to be your friend; you hide the scars that remind you of that accident. But Logan made you feel special. You embraced yourself and learned that you only lived once. Since that day, I saw the light come out of you; you dressed up like that chick from Beetlejuice." "You mean Lydia?" "You would dress in black, and when Halloween came around, you ungraded it to dressing like Wednesday Addams. The neighboring kids are too scared to get candy from you every year." "Maybe because you were dressed as a headless man with Ares as the head on a plate holding a bloody knife, and the costume effectively gushed out fak

“I’m back.” From the small living room, Geneva popped her head up from the couch, her curls tied into a pineapple bun, her eyes widened when she saw the zombie version of me, with red rimmed eyes. “Girl… what happened to you?” she asked, sitting up. She’s wearing her boutique manager outfit, stylish blouse, high-waist trousers, looking like the CoverGirl of Retail Chic. I envied her.

When they entered their room, clothes were lying out for Zoe and Ryder to wear for dinner. Ryder had a black suit with a crest. It was the crest of the Lighting Guardians. He ran his fingers over it in disbelief. Just seeing that symbol made him feel closer to his parents. Zoe's dress was a shimmering royal blue. It was floor-length, with a slit up to her thigh on one side. The dress was off the shoulder with long sleeves. Leah helped her get dressed and did her hair and makeup. When the couple looked in the mirror, they barely recognized themselves. Neither had ever worn clothes like those before.

She should have a peaceful death as a normal person, not as a crazy scientist. I latch my mother on my back to supports her weight. Making sure that holding her thighs securely. My feet struggling to balance us from falling. Just as I step outside of the lab, zombies hordes the area making me flinch in alarm. Nevertheless, I automatically avoid them by kicking and slipping through those disgusting rotten-smelled zombies... Blood adheres on my white jacket imitating “The heart queen's painted roses”. I can't believe that millions of Zombies are chasing after me from behind!

" Lucas roared while pointing a finger at me, his eyes filled with nothing but absolute disgust. Jeffrey lifted a foot and kicked my knee forcefully, forcing me to fall before Alison. "Juliet, I've warned you not to play games. If you lay another finger on Alison, I will end you and feed you to the zombies immediately." I could still remember the very first time I was shoved into a swarm of zombies three months ago. Alison said she needed white roses for her late mother's grave. Specifically, she wanted those from the zombie-infested zone. I gave my all in picking them and bringing them back for her, only for her to throw them into the trash right away, claiming that they stank of zombies an

But in the meantime, Addison knew exactly what she had to do. Addison strode back into his life, and into the center of his office, on an otherwise unremarkable Wednesday afternoon. She looked casual and chic in tight black trousers tucked into high, gleaming boots with dangerous heels and a very complicated sort of burgundy jumper that tied like a scarf and was somehow carelessly elegant. Her glorious hair was swept back into a low ponytail. She’d clearly spent more time in the sun, and it suited her. She had a healthy glow about her, and her eyes were clear as they met his.