Digging My Grave Novels & Stories

Twice he crossed paths with Bain, but his friend had learned nothing, either. With less than an hour of darkness left, he headed for the cemetery that was the rumored source of the zombies. The graveyard was well-guarded, telling him the rumors were probably true. He remained hidden far back from the illuminated area and carefully surveyed the scene. He counted forty graves that had been dug up—whether the digging had occurred from above the ground or below he couldn’t tell. There were no signs of any heavy equipment having been used in the graveyard, so he leaned toward the idea that the corpses had dug themselves out. The alternative—that a large group of diggers had uncovered the graves t

'Holiday Ohh, Holiday, and the best one of the years dozing off underneath my sheets, while I cover both my ears. But if I wait for that holiday, could it stop my fears? To go away on a summer's day, never seemed so clear.' ~ Vampier Weekend

Rows of fancy sports cars lined the granite but I walked purposefully to the white van, patting the suit body down and hoping in, only letting out a relieved breath when I had woven through the stretch of highway into the abandoned dirt path at the edge of the city. It was late enough that I had to squint to avoid slamming the car into the all too willing line of trees, killing the engine a safe distance away from the unnamed graveyard, and getting out of the car to drag the body behind me. “Fucking hell,” I growled, gritting my teeth to wipe the sheen of sweat that coated my face, wincing when I looked down to see that my leather shoes were coated with grime. “Goddamn, you woman why did you

I pointed at something that looked like a freshly dug grave. Cade and I exchanged a look, both feeling a sense of dread. I approached the grave, my heart pounding in my chest. I felt my hands shake as I jumped into the hole, desperate to see what was hidden beneath the dirt. To my surprise, I found gold. Lots of it. My eyes widened as I gazed at the glittering treasures before me. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I felt Cade's hand on my shoulder, a smile spreading across his face as he too took in the sight.

I got up and went back into the house immediately to get the shovel to dig up the land where I would lay Vanessa to rest in peace. When I got back out, I began to shovel the land, panting all the while I carried out the action. Even though my wolf gave me the extra strength I needed to carry out the task, I still breathed heavily since I was only a girl. When I was done with the digging, I dragged Vanessa's body until it was at the top of the grave, then I gave her a little push and she fell in with a loud thud.

I didn't even bother to ask how he knew where to find us seeing how distraught he was. 'What is it now? ' My mate looked at the heaving teenager, waiting impatiently for him to speak. 'Mimi's grave...Someone dug her coffin out. ' 'What? ' We asked simultaneously, mouth agape and eyes wide trying to comprehend what he had just said. 'Why would someone dig a corpse out? ' I thought aloud, trying to come up with a possible explanation for this creepy happenings. 'Not just that, the remains of Mimi specifically. ' My mate whispered, thoughts running wild like mine.

He removed the glasses and saw a lot of graves but as soon as he puts the glasses on again be sees only one grave and no soul in sight, not even a plant. Nearing the grave, he slowed his pace for every step he took he will hear a yapping sound. Glancing around, he found nothing. He rolled his shirt sleeves up shivering as the breeze sprang up. His heart became encased in icy resignation, he needed to do this quickly. He noticed a shovel dipped into the sand on the grave and he began to dig it up. The blaze of the sun rung pops of sweet down his back soaking his cloth in the heat. With the skull exposed, he whipped his brow. He held the shovel and swung hard on the neck of the skeleton. The s

" ...... He cried and shouted, pouring out his feelings in a way so raw and emotional that anyone watching would have been moved to tears. But was he an idiot? I was already dead, my body starting to rot, and he thought a few words could bring me back? I was not bothered by it anymore. He treated me like nothing when I was alive, and now, he wanted to act heartbroken at my grave? Whoever wanted him could have him. I was done. He stayed at my grave for half a day before heading back, making arrangements to move my remains to a burial site in Central High. He said he wanted me to be laid to rest in peace there. If I weren’t just a wandering spirit, I would have slapped him. Wasn’t I already re

"It's a full moon tonight, but not for long. We can't keep track of time, so it could easily be morning already. My point is, we don't have time for your useless questions." Vivian hesitated for a moment before nodding and beginning to dig. She knew better than to cross Alice when she was in this mood. As they dug, the silence between them was tense, the only sound being the scraping of the shovels against the earth. They dug the earth around the tombstone, their shovels moving faster than any human could, thanks to the power of the moon coursing through their wolf veins. The smell of damp earth filled Alice's nostrils, and she could only hope their efforts wouldn't be in vain. She continued

"Mama, Papa, I shall be reaching the age of eighteen next week. Verity delicately arranged the flower she had offered to them, and with a solemn tone, she uttered, "The day that both you and I dread shall arrive." With a heavy heart, she took up the shovel and began to dig fixing their grave. The earth was hard and unyielding, but she persisted, driven by a sense of duty and love for her departed mother.