Bo2 Zombies Misty Novels & Stories

Gerald replies, glaring at the girl before looking at his son. "You can go now, father," Milo growled, excusing his father. As his father walked towards the exit, Milo turned towards the girl, "What's your name, beautiful?" He asked, trying his hardest not to walk over to her. "Ericka. Ericka Christofferson. From the New Moon pack." The she-wolf replied timidly, staring down at the ground. "Ericka," Milo purred. "It seems like you've caused quiet the commotion today."

Hazel Eyes Anastasia Perry, an elegant figure at 5'10" with striking blue eyes and flowing blonde hair, stood amidst the bustling city sidewalk. Her cobalt blue pantsuit radiated confidence, while her honey blonde hair was impeccably gathered into a sleek ponytail. The world outside was a whirlwind of activity, but Anastasia's focus was on one thing – her wristwatch. Time was slipping away, and she knew she had to hurry. Her job interview at the prestigious Pinnacle investment banking organization was scheduled for this morning at eight, and the stakes had never been higher.

However, she, who was already cornered, tried to rack her brain so that Brian's threat would not actually be carried out. "Okay, fine. I won't scream anymore that I'm being kidnapped. I'll tell my brain that I'm going on an excursion right now." Elise sighed and tried to neutralize her heartbeat. She was afraid that things would turn around and she might be the one to be raped by Brian. "Well, why didn't you do that earlier? You're just wasting your energy... screaming like crazy," Brian quipped. "So, what do I have to do to keep you from spreading that footage in your apartment?"

She just wanted to run and forget everything about the man she had been living with for three years. As she continued to run, a faint voice calling her was heard from afar. It was Michael's voice! Diana, who heard that, immediately quickened her steps without looking back. 'Now we're over. Goodbye, my love,' Diana thought frantically as her vision blurred. Suddenly, there was a bright light in front of her. But before she knew what it was, everything was already too late. BRAK!!! "NO!!!"

I felt the dizziness increase as my sight doubled. "What now, Mayu? I told you, you do belong here, but you force yourself into it!" she exclaimed. I couldn't utter a word. I felt out of breath as my vision became blurry. My surroundings felt like they were spinning as my sight was enveloped by darkness. "Addison, get inside the office." It was Aldo's voice and yet, I couldn't see him. I think the surroundings spin more because I couldn't hold the table properly. "Wait, Aldo. I'm still talking to Mayu-My gosh! She's so pale— Damn! She collapsed!"

"Just don't be afraid of me. If it bothers you, don't look." With those words, he seemed to dissolve into a thick stack of black fog. His face peered from the center and took on a horrifying, almost demonic appearance, with glowing red eyes and elongated features made of the same fog. Emily opened her mouth in a silent scream, but the only sound that emerged was an almost inaudible squeak. "Don't look," he commanded, his voice sounding like a haunted howl of wind. "Hold on tight," he instructed as the group barreled through the line of werewolves and into the night.

" She asked. "Yes, almost the entire Black Mist area is inhabited by vampires." "I thought all vampires just lived in castles. Why didn't you ever take me out?" She said. "Next time I'll take you." He answered. "Promise?" I want certainty. "I promise." He smiled. "Let's go back to the castle."He added. Everett directed Pendragon to fly to the balcony of my room. He carried me and jumped on the balcony, he dropped me off, and he rode Pendragon.

Ferdinand couldn’t believe what he saw when he came back to the laboratory. On a huge cylindrical glass tube was a zombie, based on its appearance. She was a girl probably around 12-14 years old when she was still alive. There’s a rotting wound on her shoulder, smeared with black blood, and her eyeballs turned white all over. Her skin was bluish-pale, while a sticky dark liquid continuously sliding down to her chin. She was groaning, growling, banging on the thick glass and glaring at all the researchers in pure greed.

she mumbled and sat on the shade of the tree beside the convenience store while looking around the street. She tilted her head as she wondered why there are no people on the road or no people are exposing themselves on the road. "Mommy!!" a little girl's cry loudly and zombies turned their heads on her. Their faces showed how much hungry they are. Psyche frowned as she realized something unexpected. "Why are these zombies notice the little girl but ignore her?" she stood up and patted her skirt. She slowly walked towards the crowd zombies without fear as she wanted to try if these zombies really ignored her or just cannot notice her.

A long, dark red piece of intestine was still hanging from the corner of its torn mouth. "Roar!" The zombie let out an inhuman howl and dropped the piece of flesh in its hand before charging at Julian like a rabid animal. "Get away! Get away from me!" Julian was absolutely terrified and swung the kitchen knife wildly, hacking at the zombie's head. But long-term starvation had left him slow and weak. The slash missed the zombie's head and landed on its shoulder instead. With a crack, the rusty kitchen knife sank deep into the gap near the zombie's collarbone and stuck there.