Novel & Cerita Eldress Zombies 4: Dawn Of The Vampires

He also made sure that I wore the elf´s armor. It was a bit over the top; after all, we were the furthest point from where the war was taking place. Eulisses kissed me and went away to his designated area at the front. I was a nerve-racking wreck. I wanted this to be over and back in my mate´s arms. I knew the war was on full blast when the ground started shaking, and demons began crawling inside the bunker. The warriors in charge opened the gate, and the vampires in the surrounding área entered, most of them compelled by their power.

Evelyn snarls, her eyes trained on Ziahra. Ziahra’s eyes turn upon her, then in a flash, she’s suddenly behind Kash, holding a long blade to his neck. “Stand down or he dies!” She warns dangerously. ‘On your signal, Zedkiel, one loss is something we can deal with!’ Ragnar’s voice comes through the link. I look at Kash who's watching Evelyn, and I just want to fucking know what’s going on. “Stand down!” Ziahra hisses. “I don’t really care if he dies.” Evelyn snarls back, darkness spreads from her rushing towards the vampires.

Tobe screams and Ryder brings his rifle up. He pulls the trigger, and a zombie drops, but another quickly takes his place. There are dozens of them, and the four of us are no match, especially since I barely know how to shoot, and Tobe still doesn't have a weapon.

As they broke free of the smoke, they collapsed to their knees and fumbled off their helmets dragging in air, their eyes and noses streaming. A creature screeched, and Lyric’s eyes widened as she looked along the road that ran parallel to the river. A horde of zombies lurched their way. Unlike the zombies she had seen previously, these were not emaciated but rather well-fed. Their clothing was ragged, however, and more than a few wore the black uniforms of Van Helsings. Around their necks were collars connected to metal caps on their heads.

I don't want my best friend to get involved in this mess. I couldn't sleep last night, and here I am, still having a hard time talking to them except for sir Darenn. "Kaelynn can you call sir Daryl and miss Ashley to come down already and to have dinner," Mila asked, and I nodded. I haven't spoken to any of them since this morning, and the entire mansion has been quiet since they buried those dead maids, but this is better; now they can finally rest and be at peace. I heard the new maids, who are all vampires, will be arriving tomorrow, so I'm hoping they won't be the ones to kill me.

I spoke quickly. "Oh," she replied, "makes sense." I'm glad she accepted my answer so quickly because I really didn't want to stay on that subject for longer than I had to. We both jumped as one of the Vampires shut off the lights. "Lights out!" He yelled before slamming the door shut, followed by a locking sound. It was pitch black in here. "Well... goodnight I guess," Doe spoke before I heard her shift her position. "Yeah... goodnight," I whispered.

The doors to the function room burst open with zombies throwing themselves wildly towards the staircase. “Don’t shoot! Don’t shoot her!” Sparrow yelled at the men behind him as they opened fire. Several of the zombies fell, blood spraying and causing a frenzy amongst the others. They didn’t tear into the fallen as they would have with bleeding humans, but rather trampled them underfoot as they surged towards the Van Helsings on the stairs, seeking the nearest source of fresh human meat.

The only thing is the books that line the walls around them and the pool table felt that is a vibrant blue. Amber was having fun just admiring the suite and felt she would love a tour. However, she knew they had work to do, and after her last vision, she felt like they may be up against a really difficult time. Several hours went by, many bags of blood, a course of lunch and snacks, and plans after plans discussed, they all three had finally narrowed it down. Amber came up with some ideas that may take down the Zombies, however, it was going to be a trial and error until they were able to get samples of turned blood. Unlike her vampire concoction that helped speed the effects of the rust on

A gust of wind sent chills through her body, and she turned to see Mason tackling Julian to the ground; both vampires had their fangs bared, just as planned. Zander staggered drunkenly until his vision cleared. He steadied himself and reached into his jacket for his gun; cocking and aiming it at the fighting vampires. His aim constantly shifted as Mason and Julian continued to gain the upper hand on one another; and with another gust of wind, Julian had vanished.

Streams of white light energy hit them and sent them and the bodies they possessed down into the abyss. I moved my hand, aimed at zombies, and sent them to the darkness of the Underworld. A zombie in the form of a naked shifter had cracked the back of a screaming Neratomay Elder, and I shot it, sending the both of them into the abyss. Paul was punching a zombie that had entered the body of a Were-bear, its mouth the size of an alligator. Though Paul knocked the bear off balance, the bear wasn't stunned. I aimed my power at the bear's cavernous mouth seconds before it would have locked onto Paul's face. I returned that abomination to the Underworld. "Paul, you can't fight them!" I yelled. "St