Dead Summer Episodes Novels & Stories

#JOHNSON_JUNIOR 🔞Season 2 : Episode 4 💐💐💐💐💐💐💐💐💐💐💐 💐💐💐💐💐💐💐💐 💐💐💐💐💐💐 💐💐💐💐 💐💐💐 💐💐 💐 #JOHNSON 😏 Days passed since we saw that corpse, nobody ever talked about it again like it never happened, I also continued with my studies, attending class like everyone else!

Even though she would be out of breath after running for a short while, she was still very happy. Zack seemed to have endless energy. He dragged her with him to build snowmen next. Olivia built a huge snowman while Zack built two small ones next to hers. He pointed at one of them, saying, "Alicia, me, Mommy." Olivia caressed his face gently. "Alicia will be reunited with us soon." "Where's Daddy?" Zack blinked. "Oh, he's dead." Ethan sneezed without any warning. Kelvin hastily went forward, saying, "Mr. Miller, please rest for a moment. Mrs. Miller is surrounded by our men, so she's safe right now.

The breeze stopped blowing after about two minutes, and Jayden looked inside the casket. He was fascinated by how fresh the bloody body of a woman was staring back at him. The others all took a step back, terrified by what they saw. Jayden told the people who had gotten closer after realizing it was just a dead body and they had nothing to fear from it, "Guys, I think she just died and was just buried." All of them were now focusing on the recently deceased body. One of the girls, Vivian, sat down to touch the body and said, "I think so too."

Under their reprimands, I walked into the operating room without hesitation. Anesthesia was injected into my body. I could clearly feel the cold blade of the scalpel cutting through me. At the same time, the system's final countdown echoed in my ears. "Five… four… three… two… one…" "Host erasure complete." In my next life, I never want to meet them again.

I heard the clicking of camera shutters, but no one called the ambulance. My blood drained dry. My body became cold. Finally, Yvette Skye was no more. I died all alone at the corner of the street. No one cared. My corpse was not a pretty sight. My eyes were wide, unseeing, and there was a large hole in my stomach. My legs were twisted together. One of my arms was flung by the side of the road. My legs were useless now. I was ugly. No wonder the little girl cried. Floating in the air, I stared at my mutilated corpse.

" I reassured her then proceeded to untangle her hands from around me. I inched slowly forward, praying in my mind to whatever God was available at the moment for divine protection from those evil creatures. As I moved, I started to wonder how they kill? Did they bite? Or worse swallow? I gulped. The fear of being swallowed alive bared down on me and I gripped my neck hard to avoid making choking sounds. As I walked forward, looking straight ahead like a soldier performing a March past I saw from the corner of my eyes that some of them had started moving closer, inching their way towards us like I predator to a prey. I increased my pace, tripping on some people's leg and causing them to stir

I don’t know why, but something is rotten in my gut and it’s never wrong. We storm through the building, Roddy’s being the last room at the end of the long ass hallway. The door is locked and Grouch sticks his ear to it, then backs up and kicks it open. The immediate stench of death I know all too well hits my nose and I can’t believe nobody has noticed it. It’s at least fifteen doors from mine. Missile and Grouch storm in, but I can already see the lifeless body of Ryan “Roddy” Grimes on the bed. I step in the room and see a needle sticking right out of his fucking arm. His skin is already discolored, he’s been dead a couple days. And nobody even realized it. Some brotherhood we are.

There will be scenes of BDSM dynamic between our Male Lead and Female Lead, so if you aren't into kink or it makes you uncomfortable, please do not read any further. I hope that you enjoy Alpha of the Dead. --Sydney